Chapter five hundred and sixty-two hunting Maozong
Bah!
Zhou Ping did not carry a sharp weapon, but at this moment, his palm passed across the back of the Wild Wolf King, and a dripping wound was opened directly.
The gray fur of the Wild Wolf King was stained red by the dripping blood, but it didn't care. Instead, it seized this rare opportunity, turned its body flexibly, and slapped Zhou Ping hard with its sharp wolf claws.
on the body.
"Oops!"
Those who still had the energy to pay attention to this battle trembled in their hearts, and couldn't help but worry about Zhou Ping.
They have witnessed the terror of the Wild Wolf King with their own eyes. Even Huang Bin, who has an astonishing defense, can only barely support himself. How can a person like Zhou Ping, who wins with his elegant body skills, be able to defeat the Wild Wolf King?
He escaped completely under the wolf's claws!
However, the next scene made them put their hearts back in their stomachs. They saw a flash of green light and a breeze lingering on the surface of his body. As the breeze whirled, it actually removed most of the strength from the Wild Wolf King's claws.
.
Bang!
After the Wolf King's claw, Zhou Ping's mouth started to bleed slightly, and then his body started to flicker, and he began to confuse the Wolf King's eyes, waiting for the next opportunity to attack.
"This boy did a good job!"
Seeing this scene, Yan Ling's eyes revealed a hint of surprise, as if he didn't expect Zhou Ping to be able to integrate his wind control power with martial arts so well.
"It seems I don't need to worry about it here."
Yan Ling nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to the depths of the woods, and frowned slightly.
There, he found several powerful auras that were constantly fluctuating and flickering, as if there were several powerful creatures fighting there. Even they were affected here, and the aura of heaven and earth felt a little chaotic.
After thinking about it for a while, Yan Ling still couldn't hold back his curiosity and shouted to Zhou Ping who was flying around: "Zhou Ping, after you finish dealing with the wolves, just wait here!"
"Master, where are you going?"
When Zhou Ping heard Yan Ling's words, he was stunned for a moment, and even his movements were a little sluggish. Fortunately, several other teammates worked hard, so the Wild Wolf King didn't seize the opportunity.
"Don't worry about me, just do as I say!"
After saying that, Yan Ling stretched out his body, like a big roc taking off, and disappeared from the eyes of everyone in the martial arts gym in the blink of an eye.
"Master Ling is gone, what should we do?"
Zhang Zeyu panicked, his movements changed, and a trail of blood suddenly appeared on his body. Fortunately, he reacted immediately, made a fist with his backhand, and directly hammered a wild wolf that bullied him to death.
"Just do it and it's done!"
Huang Bin roared, his whole body shook, and surging power surged out of his body, and he rushed forward to face the Wild Wolf King.
"kill!"
The others also shouted wildly, knocking the wild wolf in front of them to the ground, and then tried to support Zhou Ping and the others.
"These boys!"
Yan Ling looked back in the air, feeling quite speechless.
The roar of Huang Bin and the others was a morale booster, but if Yan Ling hadn't already made arrangements around them, the more noise they made, the easier it would be to attract attacks from various monsters.
Ultimately, this is due to lack of experience. I hope they can make some progress after this operation is over!
Thinking like this, Yan Ling had already approached the area where he sensed the powerful auras.
roar!
However, before Yan Ling could get close to the battlefield, an evil howl sounded.
With the appearance of this howling sound, a black storm rose into the sky, and the air of death continued to spread in all directions. The sound was extremely terrifying!
"Is this...a zombie?"
During those days in the netherworld, what kind of demons and ghosts did Yan Ling not see?
Although zombies claim to be free from the six realms of reincarnation and are immortal beings, Yan Ling knows that zombies are just a special kind of creature bred by heaven and earth. Once they are hit in the vitals, they will be injured and even return to death.
"Look at this aura, it should be a zombie!" Feeling the unique aura that permeated the world, Yan Ling also made a judgment on the strength of this zombie.
Zombies are a peculiar race with different levels, including white zombies, black zombies, green zombies, furry zombies, and flying zombies. This is a common hierarchy among zombies.
Of course, there are more powerful zombies on it, but those are no longer limited by the zombie class.
For example, the Drought Demon of Chidi Qianli, the Supreme Zombie General, and Jian, known as the ancestor of zombies, are all terrifying existences in the zombie family that shock the heavens.
Of course, the hairy zombie in front of Yan Ling does not have the terrifying strength of those zombie ancestors. At best, it is equivalent to a monk in the realm of refining the void and combining the Tao.
But even so, Yan Ling has no intention of looking down on this hairy zombie. Having fought against zombies before, he knows how terrifying the strong zombies are.
The invulnerable body, the terrifying speed of elusiveness, and the natal magical powers that each has bred, these are the powerful capital of the zombie family to traverse the world.
But the only shortcoming of the zombie family that cannot be said to be a shortcoming is that they are accustomed to surviving alone. Unless there are special circumstances, there will never be two zombies joining forces.
"But who is so bold as to run into the wilderness and cause trouble for a hairy zombie?"
Yan Ling would think so, not that he thought Mao Zong was invincible, but that fighting Mao Zong in the wilderness would inevitably cause noise and attract other terrifying monsters.
Just like Yan Ling, he originally brought the students from Lingfeng Martial Arts School to practice, but he was attracted by their fighting aura, so he left Zhou Ping and the others and came here!
Once you are surrounded by various powerful monsters, it will not be so easy to escape. There should not be too many powerful monsters in the wilderness!
"Five thunders to kill evil!"
Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, a thick dark cloud appeared out of nothing, and then five thunderbolts with a thickness of one foot fell from the sky. With unparalleled evil-killing power, they instantly suppressed Mao Zheng's arrogance.
However, as Mao Zheng, if he could be killed so easily, then the zombie clan would not have such a great reputation.
roar!
Mao Zhan roared violently, and the energy of death soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, it collided with the five thunderbolts, causing an earth-shattering explosion.
At the same time, Mao Zhong's body covered with long black hair merged into the black aura of death, rampaging through the dark realm, his speed was as fast as lightning, and extremely terrifying!
"careful!"
In the darkness, a cheerful male voice sounded, with a calm and unhurried tone. Although he did not appear, it could make people know that the owner of the voice must be a genius with outstanding talents.
Because the unconcealed vitality in this voice is definitely not what a person who has been cultivating for many years possesses.
"The world is so vast, so many geniuses are born!"
Yan Ling had a hunch that the masters of the auras that surrounded and killed Mao Zheng must be monsters that were no less powerful than Li Tianfeng.
However, although he was interested in the situation in the Death Realm, Yan Ling did not rush in because these people dared to surround and kill Mao Zheng here, so they must be well prepared. If Yan Ling rushed in rashly, maybe
Will disrupt their arrangements and do bad things with good intentions.
Sure enough, in just a few breaths, the hearty voice sounded again: "Kong Yuling, it's your turn!" (To be continued)