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

Chapter 507

Xiahou Jianke couldn't see Ling Yanyan's speed at all; he only felt a gust of wind pass by, and then a long sword was placed against his neck.

If we had just moved a little further forward, we could have immediately beheaded him.

Cold sweat broke out on Xiahou Jianke's forehead; he had never expected the young man to be so fast.

He finally realized that Ling Yanyan had just been playing with him.

Once he gets serious, he becomes incredibly powerful, far beyond what I can match.

Looking at the horrified Xiahou swordsman, Ling Yanyan smiled slightly and said, "Xiahou, you have lost."

The three words "after" were all that could be thought of in Xiahou Jianke's mind, and his mind went completely blank.

He had completely lost his previous high spirits and became incredibly dejected.

Xiahou the swordsman muttered to himself, "I actually lost."

Yan Chixia, who had been watching the two fight from the sidelines, looked at Ling Yanyan in surprise.

Although he knew that Ling Yanyan was definitely not weak when she spoke up to help him deal with Xiahou.

He never expected that Ling Yanyan would be this strong; it was completely beyond his expectations.

This made Yan Chixia think even more highly of Ling Yanyan.

His swordsmanship is so formidable, his Taoist skills must be quite impressive as well.

Just as Yan Chixia was about to say something, a strange bell sound suddenly rang out from the woods.

Yan Chixia's face turned ugly. Before he could say anything more, he simply said...

"The female ghost is going to come out and harm others again. I'll go and save the person first. You stay here for now."

Hearing this, Ling Yanyan nodded and said with a smile, "Don't worry, senior, go ahead."

With Ling Yanyan's words, Yan Chixia felt relieved, knowing that Ling Yanyan was a very easy person to manage.

Since you've agreed, I'm sure you won't cause any trouble.

Yan Chixia nodded to Ling Yanyan, and then flew away.

After seeing Yan Chixia's figure disappear, Ling Yanyan turned around and looked at Lanruo Temple in front of him.

This Lanruo Temple has a long history, and it looks quite dilapidated now.

He grabbed Xiahou the swordsman and walked straight inside.

After reluctantly choosing a room that was reasonably decent, he threw Xiahou the swordsman on the ground.

Ling Yanyan didn't rest immediately. He still remembered the original plot: there were many mummified corpses hidden in Lanruo Temple.

Now that I've entered Lanruo Temple, I must eliminate them, otherwise my dwelling will be inhabited by mummies.

The thought alone was disgusting, and Ling Yanyan was unwilling to suffer such humiliation.

Ling Yanyan activated his Yin-Yang Eyes, took a look, and discovered the location of the corpse-driving operation: the lowest level of Lanruo Temple.

Without the slightest hesitation, he jumped directly down through the hole in the floor.

As soon as they landed on the ground, they saw countless mummies begin to move after being illuminated by the moonlight.

They seemed to have caught Ling Yanyan's scent and rushed towards him.

Ling Yanyan sneered and drew his peach wood sword.

With a slight flick of his wrist, a sword aura shot out.

There was a "plop" sound, as if something had broken.

Ling Yanyan continued walking forward, and the mummies followed.

They seemed tireless and incredibly strong. Ling Yan Yan felt gusts of wind coming from behind him and couldn't help but frown.

"What a hassle!" Ling Yan Yan sighed and sped up again.

The group of mummies followed closely behind him, not stopping even as he slowed down.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance wafted out.

Ling Yan sniffed and immediately felt refreshed.

"It smells so good!" Ling Yanyan murmured to himself, "Could it be some beautiful woman?"

Ling Yanyan turned his head and glanced around, only to find that it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything at all.