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

Chapter 764

The red-robed elder reappeared beside Ling Yanyan. He licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with evil light, and said, "Boy, you have every right to be proud of yourself for pushing me to this point. However, next, I will kill you."

As he spoke, the red-robed elder moved with ghostly speed, closing in on Ling Yan Yan once again.

Ling Yanyan gritted his teeth, barely managing to gather the last of his Yuan Power, and tried his best to avoid the red-robed elder's attack.

"boom!"

The old man in red robes struck Ling Yanyan in the abdomen with a palm, sending Ling Yanyan flying backward. He crashed into the wall and slid to the ground, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

"Heh heh! Kid, I advise you to give up resisting." The red-robed old man sneered.

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan cursed inwardly.

He hadn't expected the old man in the red robe to be so powerful. If he had known this earlier, he shouldn't have tried to be a hero and should have stayed obediently in the cave.

"Boy, I'm going to turn you into a puppet!" The red-robed old man's eyes gleamed with bloodthirsty excitement.

He hadn't experienced such a fresh body in a long time.

This body is quite different from his own, but it's more than enough to deal with this kid. All he needs to do now is refine Ling Yanyan into his puppet.

Thinking of this, the red-robed elder flashed and appeared in front of Ling Yanyan. He made a hand seal, and a strange black flame appeared at his fingertips. Then, the black flame suddenly condensed into a pitch-black spear, exuding a chilling aura that was icy to the bone.

"Whoosh!"

The jet-black spear flew from his hand, carrying terrifying power, slicing through the air and shooting out towards Ling Yan Yan's brow.

The power of this jet-black spear was terrifying; Ling Yan Yan had no way to dodge it and could only watch helplessly as it shot towards him.

This jet-black spear contained terrifying power. Ling Yan Yan had no doubt that if he were pierced by the jet-black spear, he would surely die.

"No, I absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die!" Ling Yanyan's mind sharpened, his eyes flashing with determination. He gripped the Crimson Flame Blade and slashed at the black spear, attempting to cleave it and avert the crisis.

The jet-black spear and the crimson blade collided, unleashing a metallic clang. The terrifying force rippled outwards, instantly cracking the ground and causing the entire altar to tremble as if it were about to collapse.

At this moment, Ling Yan Yan's expression suddenly changed, because he was horrified to discover that a terrifying devouring force emanated from the black spear, which was actually absorbing the Yuan energy in his body.

"How could this be?" Ling Yanyan was filled with panic and fear. Although his strength was not bad, it was far inferior to that of the red-robed old man.

"Boy, surrender now, or you'll die." Upon seeing this, the red-robed elder was overjoyed and quickly used his secret technique to control Ling Yanyan's body.

"Buzz!"

A terrifying spiritual force swept out from the red-robed elder's sea of ​​consciousness, transforming into a thick fog that enveloped Ling Yan Yan's consciousness, gradually dulling his thinking.

"Hahaha!" Upon seeing this, the old man in the red robe burst into wild laughter.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Ling Yanyan roared to the sky, and blazing flames erupted from his body. The terrifying spiritual power that had been pressing down on him vanished in an instant.

"What~?"

Upon seeing this, the red-robed elder's expression changed slightly. He never expected that Ling Yanyan would be able to break free from his control.

"Let's see how long you can last!" The red-robed old man's eyes were sinister as he frantically lunged at Ling Yanyan.

He is a master at the peak of the Innate Realm, and has cultivated for hundreds of years. How could he allow Ling Yanyan, a boy of about twenty years old, to provoke him?

"Boom!"

The two instantly clashed, engaging in a fierce battle. Terrifying energy fluctuations rippled outwards, sending chills down one's spine.

Although Ling Yanyan's strength was much weaker than that of the red-robed elder, he managed to buy himself a few moments by using the profound techniques of "Wind Control Technique".

"Damn it, you actually mastered martial arts! Hmph, once I catch you, I'll make you wish you were dead!" the red-robed old man gritted his teeth.