Zombie King

[This book has been published in Qidian Magazine, it is an absolute masterpiece] All zombie fans, please collect it yourself!

The thousand-year-old dryad has already lifted Zhang Jinguang off the ground. Although the dryad is only a short tree about two meters high, its body is as thick as a big yellow barrel, so its raised tentacles are powerful enough to lift Zhang Jinguang high.

As the tentacles continued to shrink, Zhang Jinguang got closer and closer to the mouth of the thousand-year-old dryad.It seems that there is more than one weird mouth, which keeps opening and closing, which is very scary.Zhang Jinguang's body was also mostly covered by the tentacles. Fortunately, Zhang Jinguang was thin, otherwise the tree spirit's tentacles would have blocked the newly revived blood and strangled his muscles.

But he was still having a hard time, the tentacles were getting tighter and tighter, making his whole body ache.The pain became more and more intense, and the fear became more and more intense. This was the time Zhang Jinguang felt the greatest threat when he traveled to the alien jungle.Even when he met the cat demon for the first time in the Wangge Tribe that night, he didn't panic like this until he managed to save himself from the danger for no apparent reason, and felt the benefits brought to him by the cat demon.

Therefore, even if it was the second time he encountered so many cat demons attacking him in the Cat Demon Valley, there was no tree spirit to frighten him.The main reason is that, first of all, the tree spirit's tentacles strangled him and he was unable to move, thus losing his ability to control himself.No matter who, once he loses his own control, he will be in danger of being slaughtered; secondly, the strange lips twisted by the dryad make him unpredictable, and he doesn't know which mouth is its real mouth ?It is the passage that can kill him!

As the dryad wrapped his tentacles tighter and tighter, the pain became more and more intense, almost to the point where his bones almost fell apart, making a "click" sound!And Zhang Jinguang's body was already very close to the dryad's open lips, and almost touched one of his lips. The danger was getting closer and closer to Zhang Jinguang!

If Zhang Jinguang's whole body entered the bloody mouth of the thousand-year-old tree spirit, one can imagine how terrible the consequences would be!

At this critical moment, suddenly the small crystals on Zhang Jinguang's forehead were aroused by something, and a dark red aura rose from the small crystals. After rotating and fluctuating rapidly, with a "swish", two bright red breaths shot out. With anger, he pierced the dryad's eyes.

Although it is a thousand-year-old dryad, it still has the characteristics of a tree. After all, its reaction is not so fast. For a moment, these two streams of blood pierced into the eyes of the thousand-year-old dryad like two extremely sharp arrows.

Immediately, the two magical eyes of the dryad lost their brilliance after being hit instantly, and thick sap spewed out from the two eye sockets, which was the same color as the sap flowing out from the tentacles that were stabbed just now. The sauce is purple.

Unexpectedly, the blood sprayed out by the small crystal struck the dryad fiercely. Obviously, the dryad suffered a serious blow, and its twisted lips made a strange sound of "puchipuchi".Even the tentacles tightly wrapped around the golden light trembled and began to relax weakly.

Then, the tree spirit cared about his own pain, and the loosened tentacles naturally let go of Zhang Jinguang, who was tightly wrapped, and rolled down to the ground involuntarily.

"Ouch!" Zhang Jinguang yelled softly, enduring the pain, and hastened to get up, trying to stand up.Because of being strangled just now, my whole body was in pain and paralyzed, and I couldn't stand up for a while.Zhang Jinguang still gritted his teeth, moved his muscles and bones, and stood up enduring the pain.It seems that the flexibility of Zhang Jinguang's body has gradually returned to the state of ordinary people, but the appearance still needs to be transformed and grown.

Zhang Jinguang, who stood up, didn't think much about it. Just like at the beginning, 36 tricks were the best strategy. Escaping from a dangerous place was his most instinctive idea, and he fled forward again without looking back.

Unexpectedly, this thousand-year-old tree spirit came after thousands of years of cultivation, and the pain of being blinded made it even more lethal and wild.After a while, when it regained consciousness, it raised its tentacles and struck away according to the sound of Zhang Jinguang's escape.

The painful and frantic dryad lost its eyes, so it lost its precision. It could not entangle Zhang Jinguang as accurately as before, but used its tentacles to whip towards Zhang Jinguang like a whip.

"Hoo hoo! Hoo hoo!" Wherever the tree spirit's tentacles went, it was like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. After being accidentally hit by the tentacles, the branches, leaves, flowers and plants were immediately destroyed and flew all over the sky. Even the thick trunks couldn't stand it. When the tentacles were struck, they were immediately broken and there was a "crackling" sound.

But Zhang Jinguang did not escape the fierce tentacles of the tree spirit in such a chaotic situation.What's more, when he fell to the ground just now, he took a short rest and didn't escape in time, so he gave the tree spirit another chance to attack, and was hit again by the tree spirit's tentacles.

The strength of the drawn tentacles was no less than that of a person with high martial arts skills, and the whip and sticks were hit on his body, causing bursts of burning pain.Zhang Jinguang, who had no time to dodge, swung the sharp knife in his hand again in desperation and stabbed at the tentacles one by one.

It is true that Zhang Jinguang's hit rate is very high.Every time the knife is cut, there will be a big hole in the tentacles, or the tentacles will be broken, and it will always be accompanied by a thick purple sap, splashing on Zhang Jinguang's body and the ground.All of a sudden, the splashed sap covered the ground again, and even the red cat demon fur on Zhang Jinguang's body turned a maroon purple.

Zhang Jinguang kept dodging the beating tentacles, while stabbing at the tentacles that couldn't be avoided with a sharp knife.But most of the tentacles seemed to have eyes, and they would always surround Zhang Jinguang and beat him indiscriminately.In fact, the main reason was that the blinded dryad was in great pain and became more frantic, which made it dance its tentacles wildly and beat Zhang Jinguang's body, his shriveled and muscleless skin and bones.

Therefore, after the dryad's angry power was quickly transmitted through its tentacles, Zhang Jinguang's skin and bones with few muscles finally bear the main force, so that in this pain, between the already dry skin and bones, The few remaining muscles, as if woken up by the beating, began to swell and swell... Let the dead muscles be beaten alive, the muscle cell tissue began to fission again, and countless new daughter cells were produced.

Ever since, Zhang Jinguang re-established the hematopoietic system by absorbing the blood of the cat demon, and started a new life.This time, under the whipping of the tree spirit's tentacles, the already dead muscles began to fission, producing new daughter cells, making the muscle cells swell and active, as if they had found the soil for survival again, and began to take root and sprout.

In this way, the originally ferocious dryad lashed Zhang Jinguang with its extremely aggressive tentacles, which should have caused him great damage, but instead, it hit him right on the ground, allowing his dead muscles to glow with new vitality and regain their vitality. Develop, fission, and gradually become stronger.

This phenomenon is very similar to those martial arts practitioners who use a whip to beat their muscles fiercely, so as to make their muscles stronger and their ability to resist blows stronger.

The dryad wanted to beat Zhang Jinguang violently with its raised tentacles, so as to kill him.However, things backfired, and accelerated the development of Zhang Jinguang's already dead muscles, and even his skin began to appear red welts, which immediately turned the withered skin back to life.

However, at this time, Zhang Jinguang didn't know that the beating of the tentacles would bring him such unexpected changes, and he still waved the sharp knife in his hand desperately to prevent the pain caused by the tentacles on his body.He wanted to cut off these tentacles one by one as soon as possible, so that they would all lose their combat effectiveness, and even completely eliminate the danger posed by the vicious tree spirit.

Zhang Jinguang didn't know whether it was the changes brought about by his body or the help of the small crystals on his forehead. He became more and more courageous as he fought, and felt that the breath in his body was abnormally abundant, and the power was getting stronger and stronger, which was transmitted to the sharp knife, making his every move One knife is particularly fast and lethal.

"Hey! My Psychic Index has reached 4 for no reason. Hehe, under the condition of being severely injured and under the strong attack of the tree spirit, my Psychic Index will double, which is unbelievable!" At this time Zhang Jinguang's ability to come up with such insights is somewhat incompatible with his zombie appearance. Fortunately, his body is also undergoing earth-shaking changes, gradually transforming from a zombie to a normal human body.

Under his sharp knife, the tree spirit's tentacles gradually became shorter and disabled, and it lost its fighting spirit and the power to whip.

"Hoho, haha!" Zhang Jinguang killed more and more fiercely, the pain from the tentacles beating him has turned into the joy of growth and the pain of transformation!Especially seeing that the tentacles of the dryad lost their original fighting power one by one under his sharp knife, and even the pain of the scars on his body suddenly became paralyzed, and he couldn't feel it.

Those severed tentacles writhed on the ground like earthworms for a few rounds, and then lay upright on the ground, draining the last drop of purple sap and dying.

The dryad who was constantly losing its tentacles made a very painful "clang bang" sound, like the sound of someone knocking hard on a hollow dead tree.However, when so many tentacles were broken off, the dryad did not retreat despite the severe pain, which is indeed unbelievable.I don't know whether it is because it doesn't have enough judgment, or because it has the willpower to fight until death, and it still moves in the direction of Zhang Jinguang.

But it is obvious that it has gradually lost its combat effectiveness after losing its tentacles.

At this time, although Zhang Jinguang was covered with scars all over his body, due to the effect of self-regulation, he turned this pain into a kind of growth.This astonishing result has an important relationship with his adventures in the past few months.Especially in the cave next to the waterfall, there are small crystals that have been transformed from a thousand-year-old Daoist, which is why it has such a miraculous transformation.

Therefore, at this time, Zhang Jinguang was no longer afraid, and stared closely at the thousand-year-old dryad who had moved to his side with his recovered eyes, and found that the caramel-colored sap flowing from its eyes blinded by blood was all over his cheeks, and most of them had died. solidification.

The dryad's lips were twisted frantically and painfully.

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