Once the thought of revenge occurs, it lingers like a nightmare.
And he had no idea that there was someone behind the scenes directing everything, and he didn't even know that it was Jiang Chi's idea that he was still alive, otherwise he would have followed in the footsteps of those six people.
Forcibly supporting his body, his eyes were full of hatred. He clenched his fists tightly and glanced at the corpses on the ground that had been sucked into mummies by zombies. "In the future, I will definitely avenge you one by one. He Qingyao
He calls himself a genius of the Yuhua Sect, and then he deceives you to use it as a shield, and he has a vicious heart!"
He secretly vowed that this bastard must be punished.
But for now, it's better to leave first.
Squeak!
Just as he was about to leave, a sound dragged his curiosity back.
He took a closer look and saw that the dry corpses on the ground were staggeringly trying to get up from the ground. They were all obviously dead, but they could still move.
"Is this...is this the origin of such a monster?"
He swallowed secretly, feeling suddenly enlightened in his heart, "After being bitten by it, will it turn into that kind of lifeless monster?"
Looking at the corpses standing up with swaying bodies.
No, it should have turned into a monster by now.
Xu Jian felt sad for a while in his heart, "Before, they were still living people, they were my junior brothers, but now..."
Became a monster.
An unspeakable monster, a monster that sucks human blood.
But there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Even if it's just a tiny bit.
His face darkened and he murmured: "Now there is no way to save the world. Junior brother and the others have turned into monsters. I can't stop them at all. It's better to leave first."
Otherwise, he would be miserable if he was surrounded by these junior brothers who had turned into monsters.
Thinking of this, Xu Jian hurriedly dragged his seriously injured body away, fearing that he would be entangled by the transformed corpses. He now had a shadow of his feelings towards monsters like zombies.
Must take revenge.
…
On the other side, Qingyao also dragged his exhausted body, using all his strength to use his few drops of blood essence, and ran away like crazy, without purpose or direction.
He just wanted to get away from the murderous monster in order to save his own life, which was exactly what he said: It is better to live than to die.
He was bumping one foot to the left and the other to the right. His body was already exhausted, and he was already seriously injured. He was swaying from side to side as if he was drunk, and running in leaps and bounds.
The muscles were cracked like stones, and blood seeped out of them without any notice, as if they couldn't feel any pain.
His eyes were cloudy, his face was pale, and he was about to collapse at any moment.
"Must live."
I don’t think about anything else, as long as I can still live, that’s the best.
Ask for nothing else.
As for the situation of Xu Jian and the others, he could guess without thinking that they had probably died in the hands of the monster. "Once it kills Xu Jian and the others, I'm afraid it will come after me. So far I don't know what that means."
What kind of abilities does the monster have? It’s better to avoid it first.”
It's best to keep a certain distance so that it can't be found.
Thinking of this, he felt fierce in his heart, and he used all his strength to activate the two drops of blood essence in his body that had lost their luster, "Sick!"
On the premise that his life comes first, he can throw away everything.
Only when you are alive can you have the right to talk about other things. This is the experience he has gained through bloody lessons. When you die, you will have nothing, so how can you have the right to talk about other things.
With all his efforts to activate his essence and blood, the flesh and blood all over his body seemed to be on fire. At this moment, he was also full of infinite power, and his legs were strong and strong.
Qingyao knew very well that once the two drops of essence and blood in his body completely lost their luster, they would dissipate and the sequelae would be revealed at that time.
The minor ones will lose their cultivation, while the serious ones will be seriously injured and leave irreparable consequences.
No matter which situation it is, he will be miserable, but now there is not so much time to think about the consequences. When the golden-armored zombies catch up, he doesn't know how he died.
Although the zombies didn't come after him, he instinctively felt that they would.
After all, his cultivation level is high, and his blood will be more delicious.
With the blessing of essence and blood, he ran quickly, just looking ahead and running, but gradually he realized that something was wrong around him.
The miserable red moon still hangs.
However, there were no bushes around, and it was actually a forest.
The strange thing is that there are no leaves on those trees. You must know that the bushes and woods we saw before all have leaves.
But not here.
This sudden contrast made Qingyao, who was already extremely vigilant, feel nervous and thought to himself: "It's so weird here, isn't there any danger?"
He just escaped from the clutches of the devil, could he have fallen into the wolf pit again?
I couldn't help but turn green on my face, and said bitterly: "Am I, Qingyao, going to die here today? I am so unwilling to do so."
He finally escaped from the hands of the golden-armored zombies, and for this reason he abandoned Xu Jian and others, bearing the eternal infamy of the white-eyed wolf.
But now, it's about to end.
Although he hadn't noticed the danger yet, he felt that he had stepped into the danger zone, even if he turned around and turned back.
Sure enough, as soon as he stopped and before the thoughts in his mind could dissipate, he heard a rustling sound coming from behind him, like the sound of something crawling on the ground.
But at this moment, the power of the two drops of essence and blood in his body was exhausted, and he fell to the ground unwillingly. He was only conscious for the time being, but he might be killed at any time.
"This time, there is no escape!"
Looking at the insects that were constantly gathering towards him, Qingyao let out a long sigh, and at the same time he could see clearly what they were.
They were actually centipedes, about as thick and long as an adult's arm, with centipedes and clearly visible scales.
The big mouth opened, like a small bloody mouth, and made a sound like grinding teeth, which scared Qingyao's face and turned from blue to white in an instant.
Endless centipedes came into view, surrounding him like a bunch of delicacies. Regardless of whether these centipedes have developed intelligence or not, at least they are strong.
And Qing Yao, the dignified immortal cultivation genius of the Yu Hua Sect, who had perfected his cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Realm, could only end up being killed by a centipede.
He wanted to escape, but now the aftereffects of his essence and blood being drained of his strength have also appeared. He has no strength at all to escape, and the true energy in his body has also been drained, but there is no pill to restore the true energy.
For poor sects like them, it is normal to have no elixirs or weapons. Having a broken and low-grade Kung Fu is actually a great gift.
"It's over, my life is over!"
Seeing that the centipede, which was less than a few meters away from him, had already begun to move, Qingyao's heart felt like it was bleeding. Is this the end of his life?
Although he was very reluctant, there was nothing he could do.
With a pale face, he prayed that someone would pass by and save him. He would be grateful for the rest of his life, even if it was a disciple of another sect.
I don’t know if his prayers had an effect or if it was fate. A group of people happened to be passing by, and most of them were female disciples.
"Go and see what's going on." In the team, a woman in a blue shirt with dark eyebrows frowned slightly and ordered several male monks in the team.