Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 1005

The zombie screamed in agony.

Ling Yanyan immediately pulled out the silver needle.

Hiss!

White smoke rose from the silver needles, and the zombie's wounds quickly rotted and decayed.

"What amazing acupuncture skills!" Ling Yanyan exclaimed in surprise.

At that moment, he noticed a drop of golden liquid fall from the tip of the silver needle and land on the zombie's eyeball.

It's sizzling!

The zombie trembled violently, howling in pain.

Ling Yanyan suddenly realized: "So zombies are afraid of light, no wonder they kept staring at me!"

Thinking of this, Ling Yanyan couldn't help but smile brightly.

"Heh! With this, I should be able to escape, right?"

"Ok?"

Just as Ling Yanyan was about to turn and flee, he felt a chill run down his spine.

The zombie appeared silently behind him!

"Damn it!"

Ling Yanyan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly brandished his silver needles to stab the zombie.

Ding Ding Ding!

The zombie dodged the silver needles and opened its mouth to spew out black mist.

Ling Yanyan quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding the attack of the black mist.

"Damn it!"

The zombie grew increasingly enraged, opening its mouth to spew out more black mist, obscuring the view.

Ling Yanyan was plunged into complete darkness, unable to see his own hand in front of his face. He couldn't help but curse, "You beast, what exactly do you want?"

Amidst the billowing black mist, the eerie voice of the zombies drifted on the air.

"Boy, I know you have a powerful backer, but today, you're dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the zombie suddenly roared, "Freeze!"

hum!

The air vibrated, as if an invisible barrier enveloped the surroundings, making it difficult for Ling Yan Yan to breathe.

"What! What's going on?" Ling Yanyan's expression changed drastically, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

The zombie grinned: "Guess!"

Fear flashed in Ling Yanyan's eyes: "Let me tell you, I am a martial artist! If you dare to lay a hand on me again, my master will not let you off!"

"hehe!"

The zombie sneered, "If your master were here, he could become my food!"

"you!"

Ling Yanyan was so frightened that his soul almost left his body.

He clearly realized that his cultivation was being suppressed!

"The zombies are so powerful? They've even suppressed my cultivation level!"

Ling Yanyan was terrified and completely cowered.

The zombie chuckled and stepped closer.

"do not come!"

Ling Yanyan retreated in alarm, a look of despair on his face.

"Kid, just accept your death!"

The zombie grinned maliciously and raised its claws to grab Ling Yanyan.

"No, I can't die!" Ling Yanyan's mind raced, and suddenly an idea came to him. He feigned terror and cried out, "Zombie, if you kill me, you won't live long either!"

"Oh?" The zombie frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"

Ling Yanyan said, "If you dare to harm me, my master will not forgive you!"

Leader of the martial arts world?

The zombie was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Ling Yanyan continued to tempt him: "My master is an elder of the True Martial Sect, with extraordinary strength. If you kill me, he will definitely find you!"

"True Martial Sect!"

The zombie hesitated.

"Think it over carefully! My master is an elder of the True Martial Sect, and his strength is terrifying. If you kill me, my master will definitely not let it go!" Ling Yanyan continued to tempt him.

"Humph!"

The zombie sneered, "Even if I kill you, it doesn't matter. Your master won't find out that I did it anyway!"

"you!"

Ling Yanyan was furious.

It seems the zombies have decided that he must be killed tonight!

"You beast, I'll fight you to the death!" Ling Yanyan shouted wildly, rushing forward to fight the zombie.

He knew the zombies were incredibly powerful, far beyond his ability to contend with.

Therefore, Ling Yanyan did not choose to confront it head-on, but instead tried to delay the time as much as possible.

boom!

Ling Yanyan was knocked to the ground by the zombie.

"Haha! Kid, let's see where you can hide now!"

The zombie grinned and pounced, its sharp claws tearing open Ling Yan Yan's chest.

Shit!

Ling Yanyan's clothes were instantly torn, and bright red blood spurted out, staining his snow-white chest muscles.

"Uh!"

Ling Yanyan groaned, his face pale.

The zombie grinned menacingly: "Weren't you so tough? How about now?"

As it spoke, the zombie raised its sharp claws and reached for Ling Yanyan's neck.

"It's over!" Ling Yanyan was in despair.

The zombie's claws were too sharp; he couldn't defend himself at all!

At this critical moment, Ling Yanyan suddenly raised his hand, clenched his fist, and slammed it into the zombie's chest.

Bang!

The zombie was blasted away by a punch, crashing through the wooden wall and falling into the valley.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Yanyan fled.