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

Chapter 666

"Who cares? We've already killed him anyway. Let's heal our senior brother first!" Another middle-aged man in red shook his head and said.

"Okay!" Everyone nodded in agreement.

Then, the four middle-aged men immediately carried two of the bodies away.

Ling Yanyan encountered two groups of robbers on the road. He killed them all and continued on his way.

"Huh? What's going on? Why are there so many monster skeletons here?" Suddenly, Ling Yanyan stopped and looked around at everything with a puzzled expression.

“These skeletons seem to have had their life essence drained by something before they died,” Ling Yanyan said, frowning as he released his spiritual sense.

He discovered eight white skeletons lying in a cave 200 meters away from him. These skeletons were each 10 feet tall and 10 feet wide.

Each skeleton's bones were crystal clear, and emitted a faint fluorescence, clearly indicating that they were not ordinary artifacts.

Moreover, their bodies were preserved extremely well, which confirms that they were all powerful beings in life.

"The owner of these skeletons must have been a martial artist in life, and a powerful one at that," Ling Yanyan murmured to himself.

Suddenly, Ling Yanyan felt a chill run down his back. He turned around abruptly and was shocked to find five or six people standing behind him, staring at him with ferocious expressions.

"It's you!" Ling Yanyan recognized these people as the group who had mocked him at the restaurant earlier.

"Heh, kid, I didn't expect you to be so weak. You made us wait for so long." One of the men, a middle-aged man dressed in black, sneered. "Now that you've met us, today is your death anniversary."

"Is that so?" Ling Yanyan's lips curled into a mocking smile, then he raised his longsword and charged towards these people.

"Swoosh!" Ling Yanyan slashed down with his sword, the sword light flashing and the sword beam whistling as a dazzling sword beam shot out, heading straight for the opponent's neck.

"Not good!" The middle-aged man leading the group changed his expression drastically and immediately activated his internal energy to protect his throat.

"puff!"

Ling Yanyan's sword light pierced directly into the middle-aged man's true energy barrier, then passed through his throat, pinning the middle-aged man to the ground.

"Thump!" The middle-aged man's body fell to the ground.

"Damn it!" Upon seeing this, the others immediately grabbed their weapons and rushed forward.

"Shh!"

Ling Yanyan unleashed another sword strike, and yet another middle-aged man perished beneath his blade.

The remaining two were terrified and turned to flee.

"Hmph!" Ling Yanyan used his sword to repel the two enemies in front of him, and then gave chase.

With a "whoosh," a dazzling sword light tore through the void, slicing through the sky and heading straight for a middle-aged man.

"No!" The middle-aged man was filled with despair. He tried his best to block Ling Yanyan's sword, but it was to no avail.

"Pfft!"

The sword flashed like lightning, instantly severing the middle-aged man's throat.

As for the other middle-aged man, he took advantage of the time to run away, completely disregarding his two dead companions.

"Hmph!" Ling Yanyan snorted lightly, then turned and left.

At dawn, Ling Yanyan opened his eyes. He hadn't slept all night, and his face looked very tired. He stretched his limbs and moved his body, feeling that his injuries had almost recovered.

"Huh?" Ling Yanyan suddenly noticed something. He looked down and saw a blood-red pattern on his chest, with a drop of blood on it. This was the blood that had flowed from the cut he had just received from the sharp blade.

"What is this?" Ling Yanyan stared at the blood-red pattern for a long time, but in the end he still couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped paying attention to it and prepared to leave.

With a "whoosh," Ling Yanyan leaped up, jumped onto a tree branch, and then used her movement technique to quickly leave.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Ling Yanyan suddenly heard faint sounds of fighting and cursing coming from ahead. Ling Yanyan frowned and then quietly crept over.

"Ah!" Immediately following, Ling Yan Yan heard a piercing scream. His pupils contracted slightly, and he immediately quickened his pace, rapidly approaching the source of the scream...

"boom!"

Just as Ling Yanyan took three steps, several stones suddenly shot out from the bushes, carrying a fierce aura as they hurtled towards him.

Ling Yanyan's expression changed slightly. He hurriedly drew his longsword and thrust it out. A dazzling sword light shot out, heading towards the stones.

"Clang!"