Golden elixir of cultivation

Chapter 31 Mist Rotting Corpse
"Brother He?" He turned over his hand to hold the broken knife and asked in a deep voice, but no one answered.

Seeing this, Bai Mo raised his steps lightly and slowly approached the black shadow.

As the distance got closer and closer, the outline of the black figure gradually emerged, but it turned out to be an old man in yellow clothes with withered hair. He was squatting under a tree with his back on his back, his shoulders kept shaking, as if he was crying silently.

"Old man?" Bai Mo felt relieved and took a few steps forward. Just as he was about to answer, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Under the tree, there was a big man in black lying. He knew this man. He was one of the black bandits he had seen before. The old man was squatting in front of the corpse, not crying, but eating the corpse's arms! !
Swish! !

Perhaps sensing the popularity, the old man's head suddenly flipped back, revealing an extremely frightening face. There were only two black holes for his eyes. Most of his face was rotten, with only a few hanging on his chin, and his black and purple body. Intertwined with the bones, those who were already dead can no longer die.

In the white fog, dead bodies wandered in, attacking and devouring people, living like ghosts.

The rotten corpse roared silently when it saw a living person. It immediately left the body of the black wind thief and rushed towards Bai Mo. When it moved, it brought up bursts of air currents and encircled the white mist. The speed was far faster than ordinary people.

"So fast!" Bai Mo stepped forward and was about to retreat backwards, but he was still a little slower, but was caught up by the rotten corpse. Although he was not panicked, he rotated his body to use the force and kicked towards the head of the rotten corpse.

Bang!
The rotting corpse was instantly whipped away, breaking several thick branches and hitting the ground heavily.

Bai Mo saw the situation and rushed forward quickly. Before the corpse could get up, he turned the knife over and slashed straight towards the neck of the corpse. The head of the corpse flew ten feet away, rolled around a few times, and crashed into the corpse. In the grass.

After struggling for a few times, the headless corpse became quiet.

"Zombie?" Bai Mo kicked the corpse away, suspicious in his heart, "No, it's too weak. It's not as good as an ordinary strongman, and it's not as hard as a zombie. It seems to be an ordinary corpse, but without a body. This speed is only possible due to restrictions. If a living person runs like this, he will definitely run to death."

The little black dog jumped out of his arms, walked to the corpse, sniffed it, sneezed, and raised his paws to dig into the soil.

Bai Mo glanced at the little black dog, shook his head silently, and thought to himself, "It seems that he was influenced by something and crawled out of the grave."

He was about to call Xiao Hei back when his mouth suddenly stopped and he looked warily into the mist.

"Are you the scholar from two days ago? You made a mistake." A figure gradually walked out of the mist and said with a loud sound.

"It's you!" Bai Mo said suddenly, holding the broken knife tightly.

The person who came was holding a big axe, his clothes were open and his chest was covered with hair. He was the third in charge of the Black Bandit.

Bai Mo looked at the big ax in his hand. There was some black and purple stuff on the edge of the axe. It was obvious that the third master of the Black Wind Thief had encountered this kind of carrion a long time ago.

"Why is the Third Master still in this mountain?" He tightened his knife and said with a smile.

The Third Master glanced at Broken Blade, not caring, and said in a low voice, "Don't mention it. We brothers just came back last night and fell into the foggy forest and encountered this kind of thing."

"One cut to cut off the head, what a skill." He looked at the rotting corpse on the ground, marveled at it, and invited, "Why don't we come together?"

"I don't know what else is in this fog. It's too dangerous to move alone. The third master seems to be a stickler for rules." Bai Mo thought for a few moments and nodded in agreement, "That's fine!"

He suddenly thought of the words of the third master and couldn't help but ask, "The third master just said that he was stuck in the fog this morning. Why don't you go straight in one direction and see if you can get out?"

The Third Master looked ugly and said, "This fog is weird. I walked outside for most of the day and kept going in circles. I have been to this place four or five times now, and the circles are getting smaller and smaller. People are moving towards Deep down." "What does the third master mean?" When Bai Mo heard this, his heart moved and he said in a deep voice.

"Since you can't go out, you can only go in. I want to see what is causing trouble!" The third master turned his head and looked into the depths of the mist, saying in a cold voice.

"So, if Brother He is not dead, as long as he walks deeper into the mist, he will definitely encounter him." Bai Mo had an idea in his mind and nodded in agreement.

The two exchanged a quick conversation, then walked sideways together, each paying attention to the movement on their side.

Not far away, the two of them shouted at the same time, "Here we come!!"

Half a day later, it was getting late and the foggy forest was extremely dark.

The third master slashed straight and vertically with the big ax in his hand, splitting a rotten corpse from the middle.

Bai Mo had also decapitated a rotten corpse at this moment. He raised the broken knife to his eyes and looked at it carefully, his brows furrowed.

In the past half day, he and the third master encountered rotten corpses seven or eight times, ranging from one or two to seven or eight, and the number was increasing. The material of this broken knife was not good, and it had been decapitated many times. It was already full of gaps and it looked like it could no longer be used.

"Forget it, Huang Sheng's red sun hand is suitable for dealing with this kind of rotting corpse." Bai Mo threw away the broken knife, slightly bent his legs, and jumped up to a height of ten feet. He poured strength into his palms, like an eagle catching prey. Like a snake, it pounced towards the last rotting corpse.

click! !

A crisp bone crack sounded.

Bai Mo didn't look back after landing, and turned around to follow the third master.

Behind him, a rotting corpse's head was mostly cracked by the palm. It staggered a few times and fell to the ground with a thud.

"This is it!" After the third master cut down the rotten corpse, he glanced at this scene from the corner of his eyes. He felt that the death scene was familiar for some reason. After thinking for a few moments, his eyes gradually darkened, and murderous intent surged in his heart.

After Bai Mo took a few steps, he suddenly felt his heart tightening and his hair getting cold. He paused and stared at the Third Master, alert.

"A palm that shatters the sky spirit, like thunder, it turns out it's you." The third master's eyes were bloodshot, and a few words popped out between his teeth. The ax in his hand trembled violently, and he strode towards Bai Mo, like a violent... The giant beast shook and the nearby ground shook slightly. He was very fast, one step closer than ten feet away, and set off a roaring wind.

Bai Mo only felt an inexplicable feeling, but the ax was big and sharp, so he immediately retreated without hesitation.

boom! !

The big ax in the third master's hand slashed across the tree, and a large tree nearly as thick as a man was struck. It suddenly broke and fell to the ground, resounding throughout the forest.

Bai Mo's eyelids jumped. The ax weighed at least two thousand kilograms, which was comparable to a strong man. Not to mention his bare hands. It would be unwise to hit him hard. He took a deep breath and rushed towards the depths of the foggy forest. .

Fortunately, the fog was thick, and the third master held a big ax in his hand, so his speed was inevitably a bit slower.

It was dark in the forest, and if you were not careful, you would hit the tree. The third master was determined to kill Bai Mo. When he encountered an ancient tree blocking the road, he would not avoid it. The ax light passed by, destroying the forest and breaking the trees.

(End of this chapter)