wicked immortal

"What's the difference between the Lord of Corpses and a Zombie?"

"..." The King of Ten Thousand Corpses was not flexible enough to begin with, and was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"However, it's more dignified." Zhao Yuan was afraid that he would become angry, so he let him go down the steps.

"That's right, it's more grand." The Ten Thousand Corpse King nodded repeatedly.

"Is your thinking also the thinking of many corpses?" Zhao Yuan asked curiously.

"This... I don't know..." The Ten Thousand Corpse King patted his head, scratching his head with his sharp black nails, making a piercing rubbing sound, as if racking his brains.

"Forget it, don't think about spoiling your brain." Seeing the King of Ten Thousand Corpses scratching his scalp and making an ear-piercing rubbing sound, Zhao Yuan felt startled and hurriedly stopped him.

At this moment, Zhao Yuan had concluded that although the King of Ten Thousand Corpses was not stupid, his reaction seemed a little slow, or he was a little slow in some aspects.

"Eh... I almost forgot, you destroyed my Qi gathering array, we're not done yet!" The corpse king stared at Zhao Yuan murderously, the black nails on his ten fingers actually shone with a faint blue light .

"Aren't you finished? Didn't we agree to help you recover after I go out?"

"Have we agreed?" The murderous King of Ten Thousand Corpses touched his bald head, and fell into racking his brains again.

"Yes." Zhao Yuan, who was overjoyed in his heart, said resolutely: "Even if I can't restore the energy gathering array, I will help you become a demon. In short, I will do my best!"

"I don't want to become a demon." The King of Corpses shook his bald head.

"...What are you going to become?" Zhao Yuan was taken aback, he didn't expect the zombie's mind to change so quickly.

"I want to become the king of corpses!" The king of corpses shot an extremely fanatical gaze from his sunken eye sockets.

"Ahem... I really want to know, what is the difference between the king of corpses and zombies?" In Zhao Yuan's view, the king of corpses is the zombie, and the zombie is the king of corpses.

"You don't understand!" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses snorted coldly.

"Tell me, I'll understand if I don't!"

"Zombies are just walking dead. No matter how strong they are, they are just zombie kings. At most, they are indestructible. But the king of corpses is different. He can order all corpses, including the zombie king, to listen to me." Yes." The King of Ten Thousand Corpses said vigorously.

"Order all the corpses in the world?" Zhao Yuan couldn't help gasping for air, inexplicably imagining the scene of thousands of corpses surging on the earth like a tide in his head. I've seen it before, but I don't know the difference between the two.

"Of course." The King of Ten Thousand Corpses looked triumphant.

"Give me a call to have a look." Zhao Yuan's curiosity reached its peak, he really couldn't believe that those lifeless corpses could also be commanded by a guy who seemed to have a little brain.

"out!"

The King of Ten Thousand Corpses suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of corpse breath, which filled the ground.

Gradually, the thick black corpse aura faded, but at this moment, the corpse aura seemed to have life, and actually seeped into the ground, and soon, the faint corpse aura disappeared without a trace.

Time passed little by little, and there was no movement on the wasteland, which disappointed Zhao Yuan who was originally nervous.

"Where's the corpse?" Seeing no response for a long time, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but yawned and said, "We must be trapped by some kind of formation. We are unfamiliar with the place, so we can't waste time."

"Why are you in a hurry? I'm not the king of corpses yet, so naturally it will take a while." Seeing that there was no movement on the ground, the king of corpses seemed a little anxious, and let out another breath of black corpse air.

The time for a stick of incense passed, and there was still no movement on the ground.

"Why, why...it's not like this, it's not like this...the last time I drove the corpse when I was still lying on the ground..."

The king of all corpses was running around in a hurry on the grass, like ants on a hot pot.If he was sweating, he would probably be sweating profusely by this time.

"Let's go." Zhao Yuan said with a disappointed face.

"Let's go." The King of Ten Thousand Corpses looked frustrated, imitating the two green-robed Taoist priests, and stomped his feet on the ground fiercely.

"Where should we go... This place is likely to be the large mobile formation. Why don't we go in the direction where the two priests left. That direction is likely to be the place where humans live."

"Oh..." The King of Ten Thousand Corpses seemed to have no idea of ​​his own, and he was new here, so he could only listen to Zhao Yuan.

One person and one corpse, walking on the wasteland, the sky, without the sun, was gray, as if time had been frozen in this eternal moment.

Not long after Zhao Yuan and the King of Corpses left, a skeleton hand suddenly broke out from under the ground.

The skeleton hand is just the beginning. With the rustling sound of breaking the ground, countless skeletons and half-naked corpses burst out of the ground. In less than a stick of incense, hundreds of hands have already appeared on the ground. Corpses, they are obviously unconscious, walking back and forth on the wilderness like walking corpses, which is extremely terrifying.

The number of walking corpses is getting bigger and bigger. In just less than half a stick of incense, they have changed from hundreds to thousands. Some ancient corpses have broken out of the ground one after another, wandering in the wasteland like lonely souls without owners. .

Some of these corpses have been completely decayed, only a few skeletons are walking, and the skeletons will collapse during the walking, but the collapsed skeletons are still crawling on the ground, their teeth are clenching, making a "cracking" sound, which is creepy ...

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Zhao Yuan didn't know what happened behind him, he was sneaking in the wilderness with the King of Ten Thousand Corpses.

The King of Ten Thousand Corpses is a bit reticent, but he always answers Zhao Yuan's questions. However, what makes Zhao Yuan depressed is that this guy has some brain problems, not only slow in response, but also very jumpy in thinking. It is so big that Zhao Yuan is often confused when he speaks.

Zhao Yuan guessed that this zombie must have absorbed too many primordial spirits. Although he became the king of zombies, he himself did not cultivate systematically. His thinking was influenced by the primordial spirits of those gods or practitioners, and he was a little nervous.

What reassures Zhao Yuan is that although the king of corpses is a bit nervous, he is very reasonable, as long as you can persuade him, he will listen.

Convincing a jumpy thinking, a little nervous zombie, Zhao Yuan is naturally easy.

One person and one corpse were afraid of being discovered by those two green-robed cultivators, so they only dared to sneak in the wilderness and grass, and immediately lurked when they encountered the slightest disturbance.

Zhao Yuan has a habit of being cautious in unfamiliar environments. This is the magic weapon he relies on for survival. Even though he has reached half-immortal now, he still maintains this good habit.

After walking for more than two hours, one person and one corpse, they finally reached a plain. Looking down from where they stood, they could have a bird's-eye view of the plain.

In the center of the plain, there is a huge castle. In the air of the castle, there are practitioners flying with swords everywhere. The gate of the castle is full of traffic, which looks unusually prosperous.

At present, Zhao Yuan has confirmed that they have entered the large formation in the prehistoric area, but he is not sure that this formation is the formation that traps Fairy Caixia and the others, so he must figure out the environment, in case the formation inside People are killing people for no reason like those two green-robed Taoist priests, then things will be troublesome...

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"What are you doing here?" A childish voice sounded.

Zhao Yuan and the King of Ten Thousand Corpses were startled, and when they turned around, they saw a little boy about the same age as Xiao Song a few meters away behind him, holding a small and exquisite snow-bright flying sword floating above the tip of the grass. superior.

"We passed by here..." Zhao Yuan was secretly horrified. It's a bit inconceivable that he didn't know anything about the kid approaching him several feet away.

"Passing by here... Hey, are you new here?" The little boy glanced at the naked King of Corpses, and frowned, showing no signs of curiosity.

"...Yes." Zhao Yuan bit the bullet and said.

"Then you have to be careful. There are many cultivators here who rob newcomers. When they meet kind-hearted people, they just rob money. When they meet ruthless people, they will kill them directly... You... Where are you going?" The little boy touched Touching the Sumeru ring on his finger, he seemed to be hesitating for something.

"Is it safe for us to go to that castle?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"If you want to ask me a question, then we have to exchange things." The little boy blinked, summoned a suit of clothes from the Sumeru ring, and said, "This zombie is naked, and everyone can tell it is Newcomer, how about a spar if I sell this suit to you?".

"I am the king of corpses!" The king of corpses seemed to be very repulsed by the name "zombie". In an instant, his brain became quicker, and he immediately argued.

"Your clothes are too small."

Zhao Yuan glanced at the clothes in the little boy's hands, shook his head, and immediately called out a large bathrobe from the Sumeru Ring for the King of Ten Thousand Corpses to put on.

The king of corpses in a snow-white bathrobe looks very strange. There is some dried meat attached to his skull frame, which is dark black, has no body hair, and is bald. In addition, he is not wearing underwear, and his crotch is dangling. It makes people feel ridiculous.

"Ahem... put on your belt."

Zhao Yuan quickly helped the King of Ten Thousand Corpses tie the belt of his bathrobe.

At this moment, the King of Ten Thousand Corpses seemed to be very curious about the bathrobe on his body. A pair of skinny hands stroked the soft bathrobe, with an intoxicated expression on his face...