Emperor of Death

Chapter 1012 Horror Zombies

"This little fat man is really desperate." Meng Xinqi exclaimed.

Everyone was still planning to discuss how to act, but before the discussion even started, this guy rushed into the cave.

Everyone opened their eyes. At this moment, Yechen couldn't control the little fat man anymore. Once the zombie woke up, Yechen could only run away immediately.

"What should I do!" Huang Xinrou was kind-hearted. Although she didn't like the wretched little fat man on weekdays, she was a companion after all. After seeing him being so impulsive, Huang Xinrou couldn't help but feel worried.

Yechen grimly said: "Don't worry, it's good to let him be the bait! If the zombie wakes up, let the little fat man block it, let's run, remember, this time is really not a joke, once that guy wakes up, who can run faster?" Run quickly, we are definitely not opponents."

Everyone was silent, although what Ye Chen said was cruel, it was the truth. If that zombie was really as powerful as Ye Chen said, no one could fight against it.

Everyone looked back and forth between the little fat man and the zombie. The little fat man had already rushed into the cave, holding a dagger and began to pry the surrounding walls.

The zombie remained motionless, as if he had fallen asleep, and everyone watching was about to move.

"Don't worry!" Ye Chen said in a deep voice, this is the time of life and death, and Ye Chen cannot be careless in the slightest.

Among these people, only the little fat man is impulsive. Huang Xinrou has always been careful, Song Jia has a good military quality, and is born to obey orders. As for Meng Xinqi, she is used to seeing good things and will not be so impulsive.

Everyone watched silently, and saw that the little fat man stabbed the wall with a dagger, and made an unpleasant "squeak" sound, which made everyone's scalp numb and their hearts tremble.

Meng Xinqi said: "This little fat man, is he looking for death? To make such a big commotion."

In the face of benefits, the little fat man really forgot about the horrible zombie behind him, and all his thoughts were immersed in the emperor-level material in front of him.

Even Yechen deeply admired the boldness of the little fat man.

"It seems nothing is wrong." Meng Xinqi said softly.

The little fat man made such a big commotion. The zombie lying on the white jade bed behind the little fat man was still lying there motionless. If it wasn't for the strong death force emanating from his body, everyone would think it was still a dead body .

Huang Xinju said: "Yechen, don't you have a mixed spirit formation that can confuse the zombies, or you can add some ingredients to make the zombies sleep deeper?"

Yechen thought for a while, finally shook his head, and said: "The Hunling Formation wants to engrave it on the sarcophagus, and his white jade bed can be engraved, but existences of this level are too sensitive to power, and it is easy to wake up if it is not good. He, on the contrary, is not good."

Huang Xinju said: "Then what should I do? This room is full of imperial weapon materials, it can equip hundreds of Dragon Blood Warriors. Our Dragon Blood Warriors don't have any good weapons now. You know, those polished The weapon is too inappropriate."

Huang Xinrou's own sword is made of emperor-level materials, but she always likes to think of others, and the dragon blood warrior who gets along day and night naturally becomes his first consideration.

Yechen was naturally moved by these emperor-level materials, but the terrifying big guy inside made Yechen hesitate.

"Da da da!" The little fat man couldn't cut it with the dagger, so he thrust the dagger hard into the wall, and the loud sound echoed throughout the cave, like beating gongs and drums.

A group of people looked at the zombie very nervously, but the zombie on the white jade bed remained motionless.

Meng Xinqi said: "It seems that it is not so easy to wake up."

Yechen gritted his teeth, and said: "I'm going in, you wait outside." After finishing speaking, Yechen stepped into the cave one step at a time. As soon as he entered, Yechen's body shivered subconsciously. The power of death is so dense that it almost condenses into a spring, which cannot be melted away in front of your eyes.

"No!" Ye Chen subconsciously exclaimed, "The intensity of this Yin Qi is higher than that of Yin Spring."

The power of death here even far exceeds the secret room that Yechen practiced in the imperial capital in his previous life. Yechen has never seen such a strong power of death.

The next moment, Yechen saw Meng Xinqi and others also stepped in.

Meng Xinqi said: "You can't let you take risks alone. Since you are a companion, I still have the spirit of living together and dying together."

Yechen nodded and did not continue to persuade.

Unlike the little fat man who kept staring at the wall, Ye Chen and the others subconsciously walked to the front of the white jade bed to look at this terrifying zombie.

A suit of clothes, intact, even after countless years have passed, it is still glamorous.

A head of black hair, like ink, each hair is black and shiny, with luster.

He has a slender figure, about 185 centimeters tall, his clothes are open at the chest, revealing the perfect muscles inside, and his face is extremely handsome, although it can't compare with Xiao Ran's monstrous appearance, but in the human race, he is definitely considered Above is a handsome man.

This is an authentic human race, but the strange thing is that the white jade bed under him is very precious, and when he gets closer to the ground, Ye Chen realizes that the value of this bed is far more than the materials of the surrounding imperial weapons.

This is not white jade at all, but a precious material that Ye Chen has never seen before.

A bed, such a mysterious person, this scene really surprised everyone present.

Meng Xinqi whispered, "When did he die?"

Yechen understood Meng Xinqi's meaning, the human race established the empire only 600 years ago, the previous human race was the slave of the ten thousand races, with no status at all, and this person seems to have been lying here for a long, long time.

It's hard to imagine that in such an ancient time, someone would use such precious white jade as a bed after death, which has nothing to do with the status of a slave of the human race.

And judging by the power of this zombie, it may have been tens of thousands of years since he died. If he can have some memories of his previous life, he is simply a living fossil of the human race, living this history.

Of course, this person has become a zombie. Strictly speaking, he no longer belongs to the human race, and he is still a race that likes to suck the blood of the human race.

Several people cast their eyes on Ye Chen, asking Ye Chen what to do next.

Ye Chen said softly: "Don't move him, and don't move the stone bed either. See if you can remove some of the surrounding walls. If it doesn't work, we will come here again when we are stronger."

Everyone nodded silently. In the face of great danger, everyone maintained great restraint. Only the little fat man still gritted his teeth and stabbed the wall with a dagger in an attempt to cut off a whole piece of emperor-level material, but the result was There are white marks left on the wall.

Emperor-level materials are not so easy to be cut.

(End of this chapter)