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

Chapter 975

If he hadn't stopped in time, he probably would have fallen into the abyss long ago!

"I clearly remember being on the ancient tree just a moment ago, how did I end up on the edge of a cliff in the blink of an eye?"

Ling Yanyan was stunned, a deep sense of doubt welling up in his heart.

He tried to recall, and realized that he seemed to have plunged headfirst into this strange passage.

But there was nothing in the passage except a pile of rotting corpses.

Ling Yanyan frowned, deep in thought, and guessed, "Could it be that this passage leads to hell? Or rather, to the underworld?"

Upon considering this possibility, Ling Yanyan's heart suddenly clenched violently, and his hair stood on end.

"Roar!"

Meanwhile, in the valley, the ferocious beasts had already caught up, their eyes filled with malice as they glared at Ling Yanyan.

"Damn beast!"

"I'm going all out today!"

Ling Yanyan gritted his teeth, his gaze resolute, clenched his fist, and suddenly threw a punch.

"Pfft!"

A ferocious beast was smashed and sent flying, its sternum shattered, and it coughed up blood.

"Roar!"

The ferocious beasts immediately flew into a rage and charged towards Ling Yan Yan.

Ling Yanyan showed no fear and raised his iron sword to meet the enemy.

Iron swords flashed, and one ferocious beast after another was slain.

However, there are too many of them.

In a short time, hundreds of ferocious beasts died under his sword, turning into a rain of blood.

However, Ling Yanyan's true energy was being consumed extremely quickly, his movements became increasingly sluggish, he was panting heavily, and his face was deathly pale.

His condition has deteriorated to the limit.

Even without the threat of ferocious beasts, he wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

"It's over, it's over. "!"

A sense of despair rose in Ling Yanyan's heart, and he murmured, "Am I ultimately destined to be trapped?"

Ling Yanyan closed his eyes, awaiting death.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a soft hum resounded in the void, and a streak of red light pierced the sky, arriving in an instant.

"Clap!"

The next moment, Ling Yan felt something cool and soft touch his shoulder, making him shiver involuntarily.

"hiss!"

Immediately, Ling Yanyan opened his eyes wide, gasped, and looked utterly horrified.

It turned out that a bright red butterfly was perched on his back!

Its wings are very small, only the size of a palm, and are shaped like flames.

It is translucent throughout, beautiful and dreamlike.

However, at this moment it exudes a bewitching blood-red light, making people feel awe.

"Chirp!"

The butterflies chirped softly, making melodious sounds.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, a blinding burst of fire shot out from its tail.

"Crack!"

The flames spread, rippling outwards like waves.

Any ferocious beasts that were swept away burst into flames in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, this area turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The ferocious beast howled in agony and struggled frantically.

The fire butterfly flapped its wings, emitted a sharp cry, and released an even more dazzling and splendid radiance.

Instantly, the bodies of all the ferocious beasts collapsed, turned to ashes, and vanished into thin air.

"hiss!"

Upon seeing this, Ling Yanyan couldn't help but gasp, his expression freezing.

The fire butterfly killed so many ferocious beasts with just a few flaps of its wings?

I can't believe it!

This scene sent chills down Ling Yanyan's spine and made his heart pound.

You should know that among these ferocious beasts, there are quite a few martial artists at the fifth or sixth level of the Innate Realm!

A single, casual strike can kill instantly!

This fire butterfly is just too terrifying!

At that moment, the fire butterfly seemed to notice Ling Yanyan and swooped down towards him.

"Shh!"

The fire butterfly was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Ling Yan Yan.

"Chirp!"

The fire butterfly opened its mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and flapped its wings, lunging to bite at Ling Yan Yan's neck.

If this attack hits, it will surely cause Ling Yan Yan's throat to burst, killing him instantly.

Ling Yanyan was terrified and quickly reached out to grab the token, preparing to crush it and return to the ancient tomb.

"Ok?"

But at that moment, an indifferent voice rang in his mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a spirit stone (incomplete)."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yanyan's right arm trembled slightly.

A crystal-clear spirit stone the size of an egg appeared out of thin air in his hand.