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

Chapter 562

"Agh!" the zombie howled in agony.

However, it immediately got up and charged at Ling Yanyan again. It had to kill this damned human and tear him to pieces.

"Roar!" The zombie roared and pounced on Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan had a mocking smile on his lips.

The zombie lunged at Ling Yanyan more than a dozen times, but Ling Yanyan easily dodged them all and even knocked the zombie down with a counterattack.

"Awooo!" The zombie howled in pain, struggling on the ground.

Its corpse energy has been exhausted, and it has now become an ordinary wild beast. It can deal with ordinary people without any problem, but it would be no match for a martial artist like Ling Yan Yan.

"Do you submit?" Ling Yanyan looked down at the dying zombie.

The zombie raised its hideous and terrifying face, glaring resentfully at Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan raised an eyebrow and slapped the zombie across the cheek, knocking its head to the side.

"Slap!" Half of the zombie's face swelled up... "You're not convinced?" Ling Yanyan raised an eyebrow.

The zombie lowered its head and ignored Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan's lips curled into a mocking smile, then he raised his right foot and stomped hard on the zombie's chest.

"Crack!" The zombie's chest immediately collapsed, the entire chest caved in.

"Ah!" the zombie howled in agony. It tried to resist, but Ling Yanyan's foot was like a mountain pressing down on its chest, rendering it immobile.

No.

Ling Yanyan revealed a cold and cruel smile as he ripped the package off the zombie's back.

"Whoosh!" The package transformed into a black streak of light and rushed towards Ling Yanyan.

"Boom!"

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the spot where Ling Yanyan was standing exploded, sending dust and smoke billowing everywhere.

"Cough cough." Ling Yanyan coughed twice and walked out looking disheveled.

He held the wooden plaque in his hand, on which were carved two ancient and powerful seal characters: Demonic Sect!

"The Demonic Sect?" Ling Yanyan frowned.

How did this zombie get here? Could it be sent by the Demonic Sect to capture it?

Ling Yanyan brought the wooden plaque to his nose and sniffed it, smelling a rotten odor.

“This wooden plaque must have been here for a long time,” Ling Yanyan said.

The corpse poison within the wooden plaque had been exhausted, which is why it decayed.

Ling Yanyan threw away the wooden sign and then took out a small bottle.

As soon as the bottle cap was lifted, a fishy, ​​foul smell wafted out.

Ling Yanyan took a deep breath, then bit off his index finger, and a little bright red blood flowed down the wound into the small bottle.

"Pfft!" A drop of blood fell to the bottom of the bottle and immediately turned into a ball of flame and burned.

"Huchi! Huchi!"

Ling Yanyan was panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat, and his face was as pale as paper. Clearly, he had been fighting desperately just now.

"Having drunk my essence, you will obey me from now on and become my pet!" Ling Yanyan extinguished the raging fire and then said to the zombie.

"Hmph! You lowly human ant, how dare you enslave me!" The zombie glared at Ling Yan Yan, its eyes spitting fire.

"Do you think I'm too weak to do anything to you? If that's the case, let's have a match!" Ling Yanyan grinned, his eyes flashing with cold light, and said, "A life-or-death arena battle. Whoever wins, this life belongs to them!"

"Hmph! I'm afraid you won't live long after you lose!" the zombie sneered.

"Then let's try it!" Ling Yanyan said coldly, throwing a punch.

"Bang!" The zombie tried to block with its claws, but was still knocked back by Ling Yanyan's punch and fell to the ground.

"I admit you're strong, but don't forget, your lifespan is running out. If you go head-to-head with me, you'll be the first to die!" the zombie said menacingly, staring at Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yan Yan remained silent. The zombie was right; he did indeed have little time left in his life. But even so, he would give it a try.

The zombie was right; his lifespan was indeed running out. If he didn't break through to the Martial Apprentice realm soon, he would really be going to kick the bucket.