usatvline Chapter 957
Chapter 957
Not far from Ling Yanyan stood two tall figures.
"Master," Ling Yanyan called out with difficulty, his voice hoarse.
Ling Yanyan never expected that his master would actually arrive.
"You old bastard!" the Zombie King roared upon seeing the newcomer, "You've ruined my plans!"
Master Ling Yanyan glanced indifferently at the Zombie King: "Zombie King, lay down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"
"Do you think I'm a fool?" the Zombie King roared. "You bunch of hypocrites! You're the ones who trapped me, and now you want me to lay down my sword? Dream on!"
"Master, please save me! I don't want to die!" Ling Yanyan cried out for help, having lost the strength to run away again.
The Zombie King dared not attack rashly, after all, he was wary of Ling Yanyan's master, and Ling Yanyan's current strength was too weak to withstand his attack.
The Zombie King said coldly, "You old codger, I advise you not to interfere in my affairs, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Ling Yanyan's master coldly interrupted the zombie king.
The Zombie King took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart.
Although it is arrogant, it also knows how to assess the situation and understands that it is not the right time to confront it head-on.
The Zombie King gave Ling Yanyan's master a deep look: "Alright! I'll spare you for now!"
After saying that, the Zombie King transformed into a streak of black light and disappeared into the night sky.
Ling Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief; he knew the Zombie King was finally gone.
"Pfft!" Ling Yanyan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Crimson blood seeped from the wounds on his body, staining the surrounding grass a deep crimson.
"Cough cough." Ling Yanyan was breathing heavily, his eyes slightly closed.
Suddenly, Ling Yanyan opened his eyes, his gaze turning icy cold, and a terrifying killing intent erupted from his body.
Ling Yanyan grabbed the Bagua mirror hanging from his waist, bit his finger, drew a talisman with his blood essence, and stuck the Bagua mirror to his back.
Ling Yanyan's face turned pale, and his aura weakened considerably, but his eyes became even sharper, like two cold knives.
"Buzz!" The Bagua mirror vibrated, emitting a dazzling golden light.
"Whoosh!"—A gust of wind blew by, and Ling Yanyan's clothes fluttered, as if he were an immortal descending to earth, ethereal and illusory, giving people an unpredictable feeling.
A crisp sound suddenly rang out, and the soil in front of Ling Yanyan cracked open.
Immediately, a huge rock slowly moved over and stopped in front of Ling Yanyan.
"Boom!" The boulder crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
Ling Yanyan slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the smoke and dust, directly targeting the place where the zombie king was hiding.
The Zombie King's pupils contracted, and a look of horror appeared on his face as he stared at the scene in disbelief.
"How is this possible... How could you not be dead?" the Zombie King muttered. "This is impossible... I clearly saw you being devoured by me with my own eyes, how could you still be alive? This is impossible!"
The Zombie King couldn't believe its eyes. It had clearly seen Ling Yanyan's throat being bitten off by it. How could he not be dead?
Ling Yanyan's lips curled into a strange smile as he said, "Zombie King, I have been waiting for this moment for a thousand years. You have finally appeared."
The Zombie King stared at Ling Yan Yan with suspicion, wondering what Ling Yan Yan meant.
"What do you want to do?" the Zombie King asked warily.
Ling Yanyan sneered: "Zombie King, I have already set up an evil-slaying formation. Anyone who gets within a hundred meters of me will be torn to shreds by the evil-slaying formation!"
Upon hearing this, the Zombie King's expression immediately changed.
"You think you can do anything to me just because you have the Demon-Slaying Array protecting you?" the Zombie King sneered. "You overestimate yourself!"
The zombie king's body emitted black mist, and the entire valley's forest was filled with dense resentment, which gathered around the zombie king and surged and churned.
"Zombie King, prepare to die!" Ling Yanyan roared, spreading his arms wide, and a ball of blazing flame rose out of thin air, scorching the entire forest.