With many thoughts in his mind, Lu Ye kept moving his hands.
Ying Wuji has already entered the city, Yiyi follows him secretly, and there is no movement for the time being.
However, Lu Ye estimated that there were probably no useful clues in the city.
If the local monks in this world really want to hide due to some crisis, they will definitely not be able to hide in such a conspicuous place. They will most likely choose to hide in remote mountains and forests that are inaccessible to people, or other places.
Time passed, and at a certain moment, Lu Ye suddenly raised his head and looked in one direction.
There was a wave of spiritual energy coming over there, and it seemed like someone was fighting.
This was how he discovered Ying Wuji yesterday, so after noticing the movement, his heart couldn't help but move.
Maybe someone from Kyushu is nearby?
He quickly put away the unrefined sound-transmission stone in his hand, urged his body, and rushed over there.
As the distance got closer, Lu Ye slowly discovered that his guess was wrong. One of the parties fighting over there was not from Kyushu because the spiritual power fluctuations were not strong.
When they got near the battlefield, Lu Ye jumped up onto the trunk of a big tree and looked down from a high position, only then could he see both sides of the fight clearly.
One of them is a man and two women. The man's cultivation level is undoubtedly the highest, and the spiritual power fluctuations permeating his body are similar to those at the fifth level of Yunhe.
Two women, a woman in her thirties and a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, both had barely reached the Yunhe realm.
Among the three people, the man was seriously injured. There was a huge wound in his chest and abdomen, and his flesh and blood were covered with blood. Even his face was covered with an unknown aura.
But he tried his best to protect the two women and prevent them from being harmed at all, so although the two women looked embarrassed, they were actually not in serious trouble.
Lu Ye looked at the opponent competing with the three of them again, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Because that person clearly can no longer be considered a human being.
The body is shriveled and thin, like a corpse that has been dried for countless years. The exposed skin is full of cracked marks. However, it is such a corpse that looks like it has been dead for an unknown number of years. The aura on its body is actually
Stronger than the injured man!
Moreover, his fighting style is extremely brutal, and the power he can exert seems to be extremely huge. He does not have any spiritual weapons in his hands, but his sharp fingertips are the most practical weapons.
The wound was caused by his fingernail.
In addition, Lu Ye also found that his physical defense was astonishing. Facing the combined attacks of the three people on the opposite side, he had no intention of dodging. Even though the spiritual weapons were attached to him, they could not hurt him in the slightest. He was just skinny.
There were shallow marks left on his body.
This... is also a zombie clan?
Lu Ye was surprised and doubtful.
The zombie tribe that I met yesterday is not very powerful in itself, but it can control thousands of rotting corpses, which is a bit like the beast-controlling school.
But the one I encountered today was completely different from the one yesterday.
He doesn't have any rotten corpses under his command, but relies solely on his incredibly strong body to crush his opponents unreasonably.
This kind of zombie clan has a vague style of physical cultivation.
But compared to Kyushu's physical training, the corpse clan's physique seems to be even better.
In contrast, the zombie clan that can control the zombies relies on the power of the sea of people, but this kind of zombie clan relies on its own ability.
"Come on, I'll hold him back!"
The situation was not good, so the injured man gave a sharp shout, no longer caring about himself, and fearlessly killed his opponent.
Their team originally had six people, but there were two who were stronger than him.
But after encountering this corpse clan, the entire team was as vulnerable as tofu. The fight lasted only a moment, and three people had been killed. Even he was injured. There were only two women, or because they were very protected by them.
Well, maybe it was because he had the lowest cultivation level and was not noticed by the corpse clan, so he was safe and sound.
But if they continue like this, they will definitely be wiped out.
He is certain to die. If he can delay this zombie clan before he dies, he may be able to give his companions hope of escaping.
In the last days, people's hearts are complicated, and there are endless intrigues and deceptions. It is common for people in the same room to fight against each other. However, there are also many people who are brave and sincere and treat others sincerely.
"Husband!" Seeing the man taking the initiative to kill the zombie clan, the woman couldn't help but scream like a cuckoo crying blood.
The girl grabbed her wrist and said hurriedly: "Aunt Shen, let's go!"
The woman looked back, with tears falling from the corners of her eyes. Even though she was unwilling, even though her anger was burning like a flame, in such a situation, what else could they do besides running away?
"No one can escape!" Seeing this, the mummy-like figure snorted coldly, his voice hoarse, not like a human voice, but more like the howling of ghosts and wolves coming from the Nine Nether Purgatory.
A palm like an eagle's talon stretched out and grabbed the male cultivator.
The strong corpse air was carried by the strong wind and hit the pavement. The male cultivator could hardly breathe. The claws grabbed his chest and tore off a piece of flesh and blood.
After receiving another punch from the opponent, he flew up high like a kite and fell heavily in front of the two women.
The girl who was pulling the woman to leave saw this, how could she leave? She quickly helped the man up, and when she stood up again, the corpse clan had already approached her.
When death was imminent, the woman felt a little more relieved. The hatred and anger in her eyes disappeared. She looked at the man who was coughing up blood and felt a little more tenderness and tenderness.
After all, she did not leave her husband behind. Although they could not stay together forever, death together was an acceptable outcome.
"Ah!" At this moment, the girl exclaimed in surprise.
When the corpse tribe who was about to kill them heard this, they thought it was the girl's frightened cry before she died, but there was a vague feeling that something was not right.
Because the girl's eyes did not look at herself, but looked beyond herself, looking in the direction behind her.
At this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air, accompanied by powerful spiritual power fluctuations.
There are people!
The zombie tribe didn't care about dealing with the three people in front of them, and turned around. What they saw was a fiery red figure jumping from the air, with a long knife in its hand, ready to go.
When locked by the opponent's fierce energy, the corpse tribe actually felt a tingling feeling on their skin that they had not seen for a long time.
This made him very unbelievable. You must know that the corpse tribe does not feel pain.
He immediately understood that the tingling feeling on his skin was not transmitted from his body, but from his mind!
Come on, it's very strong!
"Roar!" The corpse race roared, and the withered flesh and blood suddenly tightened. His body was already strong, but after doing this, he became even more impregnable. Even human monks who were stronger than him might not be able to hurt him.
to him.
And as long as he can't be hurt, he can kill the enemy!
Keng...
The long sword was unsheathed, and the fiery red sword light passed by. Lu Ye had passed by the corpse clan and stood in front of the man and two women.
The eyes of the girl and the woman were filled with surprise and confusion, and they did not understand what had just happened.
After all, the middle-aged man who coughed up blood had a higher level of cultivation, but even he couldn't fully capture the traces of the knife just now.
But under that sword, the zombie clan, which almost wiped out their entire team, froze on the spot, unable to move.
Vaguely, there was a whistling sound coming from the throat of the corpse tribe.
Lu Ye has sheathed his sword.
The sound of friction between the blade and the scabbard was heard. As if alarmed by the sound, the head of the zombie clan behind him suddenly rolled down. The wound was as flat as a mirror, and green corpse blood rose into the sky, with an indescribable stench.
Lu Ye's whole body was filled with spiritual power, and even a little bit of corpse blood was burned away before he could get close.
"Ah!" The girl exclaimed again, her eyes filled with horror and disbelief. She looked at the remains of the corpse clan that had fallen to the ground, and then looked at the stern look of Lu Ye in front of her. She really couldn't believe it.
Such a powerful corpse clan was actually killed by someone!
Moreover, the person who took action seemed to be no more than a year or two older than me.
It's as unreal as a dream.
Senior Zuishan, the strongest person in the stronghold, is not that strong, right?
"You have been poisoned. Do you have an antidote?" Lu Ye asked, looking at the man among the three.
There is corpse poison in the zombie aura of the zombie clan. He noticed this yesterday when he fought with many zombie clan. However, for the monks, this bit of corpse poison is not a problem. Basically, he only needs to activate his spiritual power to control himself.
The protection formed on the body surface can block the erosion of corpse poison.
Even if it is eroded, it can be slowly resolved with the flow of one's own spiritual power.
The man in front of him was seriously injured, but with his cultivation level, it would not be difficult for him to recover.
The important thing is that he has been poisoned by corpse poison and must detoxify quickly so that he can have enough energy to recover.
Hearing Lu Ye's words, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head weakly: "It's useless. I've been poisoned by the corpse clan's original corpse poison, so don't waste the antidote."
Lu Ye frowned in confusion: "Original corpse poison?"
Is there any origin or non-origin of corpse poison?
However, judging from the meaning of this man's words, it seems that if you are poisoned by the original corpse poison, there will be no cure.
Although the middle-aged man was dying, Lu Ye's reaction was really strange.
The original corpse poison is a direct method for the zombie clan to transform its people. There is no solution to it. Hasn’t the young man in front of me heard of it?
Without rushing to ask Lu Ye anything, the middle-aged man turned to look at the tearful woman: "Go and dispose of their bodies."
The woman kept shaking her head.
The middle-aged man said: "I can hold on for a while, I will wait for you to come back!"
The woman then stood up and looked at the man reluctantly: "You must wait for me to come back!"
With a rush of spiritual power, he soared into the sky and followed the path he came from to dispose of the corpses of several companions.
After she left, the man slowly sat down with the girl's support.
He was panting and could see that he was using his spiritual power to suppress something. He looked at Lu Ye and said, "Which secret realm does the little brother come from?"
At such an age, with such ability, only a few secret realms in this broken Wushuang Continent can cultivate them. If they are scattered in various strongholds and struggle to survive, they can cultivate characters like the girl around them.