Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

The painful roar made the silver wolf nearby look sideways, but it did not hesitate at all and just rushed towards Zhou Li madly.

What the zombie said was right. This kid is indeed weird and we can't take him lightly.

Blood-colored lines appeared on the silver wolf's body. This was a special feature of their bloodline. Whenever...
The above is omitted.

Do you have time to explain here?

Zhou Li crushed a wolf fang that was shot at him from the shadows, and then threw out a large piece of seeds, and dozens of hybrid plants began to show their charm. The silver wolf that rushed towards Zhou Li first stepped on a sticky ground thorn, and his foot was bleeding and nailed to the spot. He endured the pain and pulled out his foot, and rushed towards Zhou Li again.

"Don't hurt him!"

The little deer beside him threw Meng Chen out, turning him into a half-man, half-deer. The branch in his hand emitted a drowsy fragrance. But the blood in the silver wolf's eyes became even more intense, as if it was a little crazy because of its injuries. Meng Chen, who didn't care about the little deer, continued to rush towards Zhou Li.

Zhou Li's hand fell next to the device that shoots out plant seeds, but he was shocked to find that the seeds in the device had been almost used up. His heart sank immediately.

Hybrid spiritual plants are a magical gadget that Zhou Li has just developed. He has planted a lot of them on the hilltop and opened a large vegetable garden, harvesting some hybrid seeds. The problem is that Zhou Li has only been working on it for about a month, and there are only seven or eight seeds of each type of hybrid plant. After spending these few days, he now has no seeds left.

Zhou Li was a little flustered subconsciously, but he soon calmed down. He used his dagger to slash at the silver wolf's jaw quickly with his ability to tear through space, and then took out the three-lock hidden weapon that Tang Wan gave him and threw it over, smashing the silver wolf heavily and sending it flying, locking it to a tree.

Zhou Li took a deep breath and looked around cautiously. He put away the device that originally launched the seeds. He was not a person who placed all his hopes on external things. Whether it was the jade gourd or the hybrid seeds, they were all external things to him.

Only when you are strong can you be truly strong.

But I'm not strong.

Zhou Li was very decisive. Although he was quite capable, he definitely could not completely eliminate these demons and monsters in a short period of time. Even if he could deal with them, he would be slowed down by them. Once more pursuers arrived, he would really consider kowtowing to the Ghost King to see if begging for mercy would be of any use.

The sand scorpion that was dragged out alive by seaweed planted in the soil said that in all his life, this was the first time he had seen seaweed that could grow in the soil.

No, this is still China? You fucked Mendel's doorstep?
The sand scorpion, not knowing who Mendel was, struggled to break free from the seaweed and spit out a mouthful of quicksand towards Zhou Li's head. At the same time, the zombie lurking in the shadows suddenly rushed out and rushed towards Zhou Li.

Just waiting for you.

Facing the monster that rushed towards him without reservation, Zhou Li's face turned grim. He took out something and stood there, roaring: "Old Deng, look at what this is?!"

When Zhuang Gui saw the raised handkerchief and the words "Ying Yuan" embroidered on it, he became even more calm and powerful. He ran to Zhou Li calmly, then knelt down and kowtowed, and then kicked the dumbfounded Sand Scorpion behind him with a powerful kick.

"Zombie, what are you doing?!"

The sudden change shocked Silver Wolf.

"Don't touch him!"

With his back to Zhou Li, the unusually tall and hunched body slapped his chest vigorously and roared, "He is my father!"

The zombie race is quite magical. They usually only have three kinds of thoughts in their minds.

First, live. Second, live hard.

3. Live for the King of Zombies, Ying Yuan.

It can be said that the zombie race is divided into two eras. In the previous era, zombies were a group of walking corpses controlled by Hanba. They had no self and were not allowed to have any self. Only some zombies had unique self, but not many. They just barely had a little thinking ability under Hanba's tyrannical rule.

The zombies of the previous era were just a group of zombies and weapons. But when Ying Yuan defeated Hanba and became the new king of zombies, the fate of the zombies changed. They gained freedom, self-awareness, and a slight improvement in their living environment. After all, compared to the brutal and murderous Hanba, Ying Yuan at least gave them a way to practice, allowing them to have another possibility of survival besides devouring flesh and blood.

Therefore, most of the zombies with self-awareness and sufficient cultivation have a strong belief in Ying Yuan. They regard Ying Yuan as the king of zombies and also as the mother who nurtured the zombie race. Based on this theory, another conclusion can be drawn.

Zhou Li is their father.

Even though he hasn't married into their family, he is still their father.

Therefore, the zombies stood in front of Zhou Li without hesitation. These zombies who did not choose to devour flesh and blood but chose to survive on death energy all had their own dignity, and they all respected and even believed in Ying Yuan. Therefore, he chose to help Zhou Li instead of obeying the Ghost King.

"Leave if you can't stand it."

Zhou Li did not hesitate or say much, just left this sentence and turned over to sit on the back of the deer. He threw a dart, which directly pierced the throat of the young man in white who was still kneeling and crying. Then he took out the rabbit spell and infused it with spiritual energy...

Pop, pop, pop.

The applause sounded, and the terrifying body was like a small giant, and the ferocious eyes on the tiger head made people feel cold. The tiger-headed general carried a Guandao on his back, clapped his hands, and said with a grim smile:

"You are indeed someone that His Majesty the Ghost King values. Even Old Ghost is willing to die for you."

When he saw this tiger-headed general, Zhou Li couldn't help but complain.

"Have you ever played this mode of [You actually beat the Silver Wolf Soldier, now I will fight you, the Sand Scorpion] [You actually defeated the Sand Scorpion! Now I will be your opponent, Young Master Kidney Deficiency] [You actually defeated Young Master Kidney Deficiency, now it will be my Tiger Vanguard]? Isn't it disgusting?"

After complaining, Zhou Li subconsciously looked behind General Hu. At the same time, General Hu also laughed.

“It’s really boring.”

He turned slightly to the side, and the dark crowd of demons and monsters behind him looked at Zhou Li, their eyes sparkling as if they saw Tang Seng. General Hu drew out his Guandao, grinned, and said slowly:
“So, we skip the boring steps.”

"How about letting each of you and your deer fight against our 362 brothers?"

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Zhou Li's face became a little stiff. (End of this chapter)