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

Chapter 917

On the other side, two mid-stage third-grade zombies were fighting with a burly man. The strength of the man and the two zombies was equivalent to that of a third-level innate realm cultivator.

"Hehe, two idiots, you're really handing me a treasure!" Ling Yanyan grinned, his figure flashed, and he rushed into the battlefield.

"Bang!" Ling Yanyan swung his fist and slammed it hard into the zombie, the enormous force causing the zombie to stagger backward.

Sensing Ling Yanyan's formidable power, the zombie let out an angry roar and pounced on Ling Yanyan madly.

"Hmph! Just a mere beast!" Ling Yanyan said with disdain, and fearlessly went to meet it.

Ling Yanyan moved with lightning speed, striking the zombie's neck with a palm, sending it flying several meters away.

"Roar!" The zombie got up and charged at Ling Yanyan again, its eyes filled with raging fury.

"You're no match for me, so get lost! Don't force me to take action!" Ling Yanyan shouted coldly, his body flying out like an arrow, instantly arriving in front of the zombie.

"Oh!"

Ling Yanyan kicked out, sending the zombie flying, crashing through several trees before disappearing into the forest.

"Haha! That's awesome!" Ling Yanyan laughed heartily, extremely excited.

After defeating a level 3 early-stage zombie and gaining 2 experience points, Ling Yanyan was in a good mood.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a terrifying aura swept over.

Ling Yanyan was immediately terrified, his face changing drastically. His heart pounded wildly, and he cried out in panic, "Oh no! A high-level fourth-grade zombie! How can there be a zombie of this level?"

"Whoosh."

"Roar!"

As soon as Ling Yanyan finished speaking, a black shadow flew over and arrived in front of Ling Yanyan in the blink of an eye.

It was a gigantic zombie, over two meters tall, ferocious and terrifying, its body covered in blood-red patterns, its eyes bloodshot and bloodthirsty, fierce and horrifying.

"call."

The zombie opened its mouth wide, revealing sharp fangs, and lunged at Ling Yanyan.

"Holy crap! This is terrifying!" Ling Yanyan's face darkened, and he immediately used the "Wind Control Step" to dodge the zombie's attack.

"Oh!"

As soon as Ling Yanyan left, the ground exploded, sending dirt and gravel flying everywhere.

"Hoohoo!"

Immediately afterwards, the zombie leaped forward and chased after Ling Yanyan at an incredibly fast speed, like a black line.

Ling Yanyan's face darkened, and he cursed irritably, "Damn it! This guy is even more powerful than that zombie, he's a total rip-off!"

Ling Yanyan was extremely frustrated. He had just advanced in rank and originally wanted to find some weak zombies to practice on, but who would have thought he would encounter such a powerful fourth-grade high-level zombie.

A fourth-grade high-level zombie, it can be considered a top existence among the fourth level of the Innate Realm.

Although zombies are not very intelligent, they are very strong, especially their defense, which is incredibly powerful.

Therefore, unless one possesses the cultivation level of the fifth or sixth level of the Innate Realm, no one dares to easily deal with a high-level fourth-grade zombie.

"Damn it! I'm too slow, I can't shake this guy off at all!" Ling Yanyan's face grew increasingly grim, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he began to breathe heavily, his heart filled with anxiety.

Ling Yanyan is currently only at the second level of the Innate Realm, and is still a little short of the fifth level of the Innate Realm. He is no match for the zombie at all.

He had chased them for hundreds of miles, but still couldn't shake them off.

The zombies were getting faster and faster, closing the distance between him in the blink of an eye.

If he is caught, the only fate awaiting Ling Yanyan will be to be beheaded.

"What should I do?" Ling Yanyan's mind raced as he considered a solution.

suddenly!

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a sinister smile curved his lips: "Heh heh, since you've come to my door seeking death, then I'll grant your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yanyan stopped in his tracks, his gaze turning icy and filled with murderous intent as he stared at the zombie.

Knowing he couldn't escape, Ling Yanyan stopped and prepared to fight the zombie to the death.

The zombie seemed to sense something, immediately stopping in its tracks, its crimson eyes locking onto the tiny human in front of it, and letting out a series of low growls.

"Heh!" Ling Yanyan sneered, slowly approaching the zombie. "If you want my life, then come on!"

As the two drew closer, Ling Yanyan suddenly accelerated, transforming into a blur as he rushed toward the zombie, then raised his hand and unleashed a punch.