The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen stood quietly on top of the big ball, his expression indifferent.

And the next moment, the entire sphere suddenly rioted, and the dark red light, like countless sharp swords, rushed out from the inside of the sphere.

This light became more and more prosperous, and the whole world gradually dimmed.

"boom!"

The sphere burst suddenly, bringing an endless wave of air, and swept away. The disappearing Yunmeng Marshland was once again severely ravaged by the wave of air.

The smoke dissipated, and the figure of the scholar appeared in front of Xiao Chen.

With a solemn expression, the scholar arched his hands at Xiao Chen, "Can you tell me your name? I should remember your name with such strength. Although you will die, the deity will erect a monument for you.

Confident, calm, and powerful.

This was the feeling that the Confucian scholar gave Xiao Chen, and the move just now hardly caused him any harm.

The fourteen realms in this foreign land are obviously much better than the fourteen realms on his side.

Although the opponent's strength is beyond imagination, Xiao Chen's heart is still calm, this is the most basic quality of a strong person.

Xiao Chen shook his head indifferently, because Xiao Chen didn't like talking to dead people.

"It's a pity." The scholar smiled and shook his head, the next moment his figure suddenly disappeared.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, because Xiao Chen couldn't feel the existence of the scholars, and yes, he disappeared. It was not an ordinary disappearance, but a complete disappearance.

Even with Xiao Chen's instinct that no one can surpass, he can't feel the existence of Confucian scholars.

"boom!"

The next moment, Xiao Chen suddenly fell to the ground, clutching his neck tightly.

A weird scene happened, Xiao Chen's left neck muscles began to wriggle non-stop.

The peristaltic muscle gradually became a sarcoma, and the sarcoma grew rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it grew to the size of a human head.

What's more frightening is that the sarcoma began to grow hair, followed by eyes, nose, ears...

In the end, the sarcoma turned out to look like a scholar.

Xiao Chen killed countless times in his life, and he had never seen any big scene, but it was the first time that Xiao Chen had encountered this weird scene.

Xiao Chen stood up, turned his head, and stared at the head that grew from his neck.

"The character is so tough, it's really only seen in the life of the deity, and it's amazing." The Confucian student turned his head to the calm Xiao Chen and praised him.

Xiao Chen didn't have any nonsense, and directly reached out and pinched the head of the man.

The power of terror burst out gradually.

"Hahaha!" The squeezed head, not angry but happy, laughed happily, "Do you dare?"

Xiao Chen suddenly let go of his hand, indeed Xiao Chen didn't dare.

Because this head is already connected to his own life, if he squeezes him, I am afraid that he will end up dead.

Moreover, this kind of life link is not an ordinary method. This head is completely integrated with his body, and it is impossible to separate each other.

In other words, this head is now Xiao Chen's own head. If he is torn off, it will be no different from tearing off his own head.

What kind of magical powers this is, it is extremely weird.

Not only was the Confucian scholar's head connected with his own life, Xiao Chen could also clearly feel that this head was sucking in his own power frantically.

This can't help but remind Xiao Chen of something, parasites.

"Parasitic." Xiao Chen said coldly.

"Smart, you can discover it so quickly." While absorbing the power of Xiao Chen's physical body, the scholar exclaimed that Xiao Chen had discovered his ability so quickly.

"This power is really exciting." Feeling Xiao Chen's body and the boundless divine power, the scholar was full of intoxication.

"Suck you dry, the deity may really reach a whole new realm."

When the scholar was intoxicated, Xiao Chen's big hand pressed the scholar's head again.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Chen directly exploded with brute force and tore the head from his neck.

Dangduan is bound to suffer from chaos.

Xiao Chen was ruthless to the enemy and even more ruthless to himself.

Xiao Chen clearly judged that if he didn't solve this head immediately, not only would his strength be drained, but he might also be dominated by fear in the end.

The huge wound caused Xiao Chen's blood to gush out like a fountain. Fortunately, the body's repair ability was really abnormal, and the wound healed in the next moment.

Although the wound is no longer there, if the scholar's head is screwed off, it is equivalent to Xiao Chen killing himself.

Xiao Chen's face instantly became extremely pale, and his vitality was madly lost.

Now Xiao Chen discovered the limitations of the power of the Valkyrie, and for cultivators like Confucian scholars, who possessed weird methods, they basically didn't have much effect.

"You are the cruelest person I have ever seen." The Confucian figure gradually gathered and appeared in front of Xiao Chen.

It would be good for the creatures parasitized by him in the past to be able to maintain their senses, but it was the first time that he had encountered someone like Xiao Chen who started directly.

"You are about to die." The scholar looked at Xiao Chen with a pity.

Confucian scholar was right, Xiao Chen was indeed dying, and his vitality disappeared too fast.

Xiao Chen couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground. Because of the loss of vitality, his hair had become white.

"Don't waste this good skin. It's good to be a clone." The scholar smiled and walked towards Xiao Chen.

Just when the scholar was less than ten meters away from Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen suddenly violent.

A cold light flashed across, ignoring space and time, and cut off the head of the scholar.

Xiao Chen's state had changed at the moment, his eyes had turned golden, and the fangs in his mouth slowly stretched out, and his whole body was covered with golden patterns.

Zombie status.

Zombies are things that have no vitality, and they still look down on zombies.

Now this state saved Xiao Chen's life.

Transforming into a zombie not only locks the vitality that has been madly lost, but also keeps the body in a good state.

"Oh, it's interesting. There is no life fluctuation, no soul or soul, but there are conscious, strange creatures." The head of the scholar looked at Xiao Chen, and kept muttering.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the head that could still speak when he had fallen off.

"What the **** is this guy? Is parasite his supernatural power or his talent."

Xiao Chen quickly calculated in his heart that if there were different pupils, it would be nice to be able to see the body of this stuff clearly.

"It's a good response, but what's the use?" The Confucian smiled his head, and his headless body walked over leisurely, lifting his head and pressing it directly on his neck.

"Ka Ka Ka..." The scholar twisted his neck and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"I'm going to fix this picture of your body." The scholar grinned as he looked at Xiao Chen in his thoughts.