Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

“A demonic cultivator?”

The other party's expression immediately darkened, and he slowly took out a copper bell from his bosom, grinning hideously, “Soon, you will become my toy, a demonic cultivator's toy.”

Ding-ling-ling!

As he spoke, he shook the copper bell in his hand.

Seeing this, Shen Lin frowned. Just as he was about to rush up and deal with the opponent, he suddenly noticed some strange movements around him.

The surrounding graves began to tremble, as if something was awakening.

Pfft!

Flesh-rotted arms stretched out from within, and figures swayed as they slowly rose from the graves.

Including the previous four, there were already more than a dozen zombies in the field.

Among them, in addition to humans, there were also demons that retained their original forms.

A huge tiger demon, its flesh rotting, exposing sections of ghastly white bones on a python...

In short, judging from their figures alone, one could tell that these guys had at least cultivated demonic energy before they died.

In addition, this demonic cultivator had modified each zombie, embedding steel plates in key parts.

Each zombie, if faced by a single human martial artist, would be difficult to defeat easily.

Compared to his own masterpieces, the demonic cultivator seemed more interested in Shen Lin.

“A Meridian Opening Realm existence is already rare, and someone like you, who is so suitable to be made into a corpse puppet, is even rarer. You are a rare good material, young bones, powerful body...”

He looked at Shen Lin with burning eyes, impatiently waving his hand, and the zombies swarmed up, rushing towards Shen Lin.

If it were an ordinary Meridian Opening Realm cultivator, even someone like Qiu Lin County's Constable Hu Dongxing, seeing this scene, would probably run away.

There was no other way. Although the Meridian Opening Realm's Qi and blood power was strong, it was still a mortal body. Being besieged by so many zombies equivalent to martial artists, one could easily suffer a loss if one was not careful.

In addition, the demonic cultivator at the rear of the zombies had disappeared from his original location at some point.

A sinister laughter was constantly coming from the zombie horde.

The opponent was using the zombies as cover, and would emerge from the shadows at any time to deliver a fatal blow.

But Shen Lin did not retreat at all at this moment. Instead, he held his long sword horizontally and charged straight over.

He used the sword as a saber and fully unleashed the Blood Battle Saber Technique.

Squeak!

In the ear-piercing sound, the long sword cut open the steel plate on a zombie's body, slashing its upper body diagonally.

At the same time, Shen Lin changed his saber stance, ducking under a zombie constable's saber, twisting and rotating his body, and the long sword drew a semicircle, directly cutting it in half at the waist.

The Blood Battle Saber Technique was originally a martial art used by border troops for battlefield combat, and the current scene was perfect for it to exert its full power.

In a single exchange, Shen Lin had already killed two zombies.

But just as he was about to continue wielding his sword, a black shadow silently rushed out from his side, its black claws pointing straight at his heart.

The demonic cultivator had finally made his move.

And this move was a killing blow.

At this moment, Shen Lin's vision was facing elsewhere, and his saber stance was exhausted, revealing a flaw in his heart, which was the moment of weakness.

The demonic cultivator had experienced many battles and seized this opportunity.

With this claw, Shen Lin, who had no time to defend, would have his heart ripped out.

The demonic cultivator seemed to have already seen the scene of refining Shen Lin into a corpse puppet and commanding him to slaughter everywhere.

But in the next moment, the black claw landed on Shen Lin's heart, tearing open his clothes, but it did not break through the flesh as the demonic cultivator had imagined.

After the black claw came into contact with Shen Lin's skin, it was like scratching across hard, refined steel, and even sparked a burst of sparks.

Qingqiu Body Tempering Art!

“Got you...”

Shen Lin chuckled and flipped the long sword in his hand, slashing down.

The demonic cultivator, who was distracted by this accident, had no time to react.

Tear!

The long sword landed on his shoulder, cutting open the epidermis and exposing a grayish-white iron plate.

This guy had even modified his own body.

But Shen Lin's sword was not without effect.

The blood slowly dripping along the sword, and the painful expression on the demonic cultivator's face, all indicated that this sword had still struck his flesh.

“Damn it!”

The demonic cultivator retracted his black claws, slapped away Shen Lin's long sword, and quickly retreated backwards.

But how could Shen Lin, who had finally set up a situation to expose his figure, let him escape so easily?

Almost at the same time, Shen Lin also rushed out.

The long sword in his hand whistled, stabbing straight at the opponent's face.

Even if the demonic cultivator had modified his head, this sword would still be able to penetrate his skull.

At the same time, on Shen Lin's path forward, several zombies waved their sharp teeth and claws, seemingly trying to stop him.

However, with their strength in the Martial Artist Realm, how could they stop Shen Lin?

At most, they would leave a few small wounds on Shen Lin's body.

It was still worth it to exchange a few flesh wounds for the demonic cultivator's life.

Shen Lin only glanced at the zombies and looked back at the demonic cultivator.

But at this moment, he saw the corners of the demonic cultivator's mouth suddenly curve up, with a strange smile.

A sense of inexplicable crisis surged from his heart.

“Cloud Rolling Meteor!!!”

Shen Lin decisively changed his move, stopping his forward charge and immediately changing his move, spinning and waving countless swords around him.

Dang dang dang...

In a series of crisp sounds, the zombies were repelled, and Shen Lin was unscathed.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the nearest zombie.

It was a zombie refined from a human, and its teeth and nails had all been modified by the demonic cultivator, replaced with iron weapons.

And those sharp teeth and claws, at this moment, shone with a strange blue color under the moonlight.

“Although you are young, your combat experience is not bad?”

The demonic cultivator looked at Shen Lin with some surprise, and said with some regret.

“Poison?”

Shen Lin said in a deep voice.

“That's right!” The demonic cultivator nodded, with a cruel smile on his face, “The Qing Snake Sacred Clan's natal profound poison, seals the throat upon seeing blood!”

Shen Lin was somewhat fortunate at this moment, fortunately he had been cautious just now and had not thought of exchanging injuries for life.

Otherwise, it would be a big trouble if these zombies scratched even a little bit of skin.

“You are not the only Meridian Opening Realm cultivator I have seen. I have killed three or four of this strength before.”

“Those people were all arrogant and thought that with their strength, they were almost invincible in the Meridian Opening Realm.”

“But they are not Martial Artists of the Innate Realm, without body-protecting Qi to protect them. As long as my little babies scratch them a little, they will die from the poison.”

“It's ridiculous! They are so old, but they still don't break through immediately, they all want to open up another meridian to pursue the ethereal supreme realm of martial arts.”

“It's a pity that their bones are all aging and cannot withstand my transformation, otherwise I would have a few more good toys.”

“And you...”

“Are the most perfect material I have ever seen!”

The cold autumn night wind, mixed with his cold whisper, was gradually drowned out by the roars of the zombies.