Eight hundred and fortieth chapters The Walking Dead
"What is the difference between the King of Corpses and zombies?"
"..." The King of Corpses was not very flexible. He was speechless and didn't know how to answer.
"But it's more impressive." Zhao Yuan was afraid that he would become angry, so he let him go down the steps.
"That's right, it's just more impressive." The Corpse King nodded repeatedly.
"Is your thinking also the thinking of many corpses?" Zhao Yuan asked curiously.
"This... I don't know..." The Corpse King patted his head and scratched his head with his sharp black nails, making a harsh friction sound, as if he was racking his brains.
"Forget it, don't think so bad." Seeing the King of Corpses scratching his scalp and making a harsh friction sound, Zhao Yuan felt a panic and quickly stopped him.
At this time, Zhao Yuan had concluded that although the King of Ten Thousand Corpses was not stupid, his reactions seemed a bit slow, or he was a bit slow in some aspects.
"Eh... I almost forgot, you destroyed my Qi Gathering Formation, and we're not done yet!" The King of Corpses stared at Zhao Yuan with a murderous look. The dark nails on his ten fingers actually shone with a faint blue light.
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"Are you done? Didn't we agree that I will help you recover after I get out?"
"Have we agreed?" The originally murderous King of Corpses touched his bald head and fell into racking his brains again.
"Yes." Zhao Yuan, who was overjoyed, said resolutely: "Even if I can't restore the Qi Gathering Formation, I will help you become a demon. In short, I will try my best!"
"I don't want to become a demon." The King of Corpses shook his bald head.
"...What do you want to be?" Zhao Yuan was stunned. He didn't expect this zombie's mind to change so quickly.
"I want to become the King of Ten Thousand Corpses!" The deep-set eye sockets of the King of Ten Thousand Corpses cast an extremely fanatical gaze.
"Ahem... I really want to know, what is the difference between the King of Corpses and a zombie?" In Zhao Yuan's view, the King of Corpses is a zombie, and a zombie is the King of Corpses.
"You don't understand!" the King of Corpses snorted coldly.
"If you tell me, I'll understand!"
"Zombies are just walking dead. No matter how strong they are, they are just zombie kings. At most, they are indestructible. But the king of zombies is different. He can command all corpses, including the zombie king, to listen to me.
"Yes." The King of Corpses said with high spirits.
"Command all the corpses in the world?" Zhao Yuan couldn't help but gasped, and inexplicably imagined the scene of thousands of corpses surging on the ground like a tide. Back then, his son, the Demonic Core Continent, could
I've seen it before, but I don't know what the difference is between the two.
"Of course." The King of Corpses looked proud.
"You call them and have a look." Zhao Yuan's curiosity reached its peak. He really couldn't believe that those lifeless corpses could be manipulated by a guy who seemed to be a little dim-witted.
"out!"
The King of Corpses suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a breath of corpse air, filling the ground.
Gradually, the thick black corpse aura became lighter, but at this time, the corpse aura seemed to be alive, actually seeping into the ground, and soon, the faint corpse aura disappeared without a trace.
Time passed little by little, and there was no movement in the wasteland, which disappointed Zhao Yuan, who was originally nervous.
"Where's the body?" Zhao Yuan saw no response for a long time, so he couldn't help but yawned and said, "We must have been trapped by some kind of formation. We are unfamiliar with the place, so we can't waste time."
"Why are you in a hurry? I'm not the King of Corpses yet, so naturally it will take me a while." Seeing that there was no movement on the ground, the King of Corpses seemed a little anxious, and exhaled another breath of thick black corpse aura.
The time of burning incense has passed, but there is still no movement on the earth.
"Why, why... it's not like this, it's not like this... I drove the corpse last time when I was still lying on the ground..."
The King of Corpses was anxiously moving around on the grass, like an ant on a hot pot. If he was sweating, he would have been sweating profusely by now.
"Let's go." Zhao Yuan said with a disappointed look on his face.
"Let's go." The King of Corpses looked frustrated and imitated the two green-robed Taoist priests and stamped his feet on the ground.
"Where should we go... This place is probably the large movable formation. Why not, let's go in the direction where the two Taoist priests left. That direction is probably where humans live."
"Oh..." The King of Corpses seemed to have no opinion of his own, and since he was new here, he could only listen to Zhao Yuan.
One person and one corpse were walking in the wilderness. There was no sun in the sky, and it was gray, as if time had been frozen in this eternal moment.
Not long after Zhao Yuan and the King of Corpses left, a skeletal hand suddenly emerged from under the earth.
The skeleton hand was just the beginning. With a rustling sound of breaking the ground, countless skeletons and semi-corrupted corpses broke out of the ground. In less than a stick of incense, hundreds of corpses appeared on the ground.
, they are obviously unconscious and walking back and forth in the wasteland like zombies, which is extremely terrifying.
The number of walking corpses is getting bigger and bigger. In just half a stick of incense, it has grown from hundreds to thousands. Some ancient corpses have emerged from the ground one after another, wandering in the wasteland like ownerless souls.
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Some of these corpses are completely decayed, with only a few skeletons moving around. As they move, the skeletons will collapse. However, the collapsed skeletons are still crawling on the ground, with their teeth biting together, making a "click-click" sound, which is horrifying.
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Zhao Yuan didn't know what was happening behind him. He was sneaking through the wasteland with the King of Corpses.
The King of Corpses was a bit taciturn, but he answered all of Zhao Yuan's questions. However, what made Zhao Yuan depressed was that there was something wrong with this guy's brain. Not only was his reaction slow, but his thinking was also very jumpy.
It was so big that Zhao Yuan was often confused when talking.
Zhao Yuan guessed that this zombie must have absorbed too many souls. Although he became the king of zombies, he himself did not practice systematically. His thinking was affected by the souls of those gods or cultivators, making him a bit neurotic.
What reassures Zhao Yuan is that although the King of Corpses is a bit neurotic, he is very reasonable. As long as you can convince him, he will listen.
It was no problem for Zhao Yuan to persuade a zombie who was a bit jumpy in thinking and a little nervous.
One person and one corpse were afraid of being discovered by the two green-robed cultivators, so they only dared to sneak in the wilderness grass, and immediately lurked when they encountered the slightest disturbance.
Zhao Yuan has a habit of being cautious in unfamiliar environments. This is the magic weapon he relies on to survive. Even though he has now reached half-immortal status, he still maintains this good habit.
After walking for more than two hours, one person and one corpse, we finally reached a plain. Looking down from where we stood, we could have a bird's eye view of the entire plain.
In the center of the plain, there is a huge castle. In the sky of the castle, there are cultivators flying with swords everywhere. At the entrance of the castle, there is a lot of traffic, and it looks extremely prosperous.
At present, Zhao Yuan is sure that they have entered the great formation in the prehistoric area, but he is not sure that this formation is the formation that trapped Fairy Caixia and the others. Therefore, he must understand the environment in case something happens here.
If people kill people for no reason like those two green-robed Taoist priests, then things will be in trouble...
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"What are you doing here?" a milky voice said.
Zhao Yuan and the King of Corpses were startled. When they turned around, they saw a little boy about the same age as Xiaosong a few feet away from behind. He was holding a small and exquisite flying sword suspended in the grass.
superior.
"We passed by here..." Zhao Yuan was secretly shocked. This child was a few feet away from him, but he didn't know anything about it. It was really incredible.
"Passing by here... Hey, are you new here?" The little boy glanced at the naked King of Corpses and frowned, showing no sign of curiosity.
"...Yes." Zhao Yuan said bravely.
"Then you have to be careful. There are many cultivators here who specialize in robbing newcomers. If you meet the kinder ones, they will just rob money. If you meet the ruthless people, they will directly kill and silence you... Where are you going?" The little boy touched it.
Touching the Sumeru ring on his finger, he seemed to be hesitating.
"Is it safe for us to go to that castle?" Zhao Yuan asked.
"If you want to ask me a question, then we have to exchange things." The little boy blinked, summoned a set of clothes from the Sumeru Ring, and said: "This zombie is naked. Everyone will know it is a new one at a glance.
Come here, I will sell you this suit of clothes, how about a spar?".
"I am the King of Ten Thousand Corpses!" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses seemed to be very repelled by the term "zombie". In an instant, his mind became sharp and he immediately defended himself.
"Your clothes are too small."
Zhao Yuan glanced at the clothes in the little boy's hands, shook his head, and immediately summoned a large bathrobe from the Sumeru Ring for the King of Corpses to put on.
The King of Corpses in a snow-white bathrobe looks extremely strange. There is some dried meat attached to his skeleton, which is dark black, has no body hair, and is bald. In addition, he is not wearing underwear, and his crotch is dangling, and
It makes people feel funny.
"Ahem...put on the belt."
Zhao Yuan quickly helped the King of Corpses tie the belt of his bathrobe.
At this time, the King of Corpses seemed to be very curious about the bathrobe on his body. A pair of skinny hands caressed the soft bathrobe with a look of intoxication on his face...