Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

At this time, the palm of Shanzhiquan looked a little dry, as if losing too much water. Zhang Yifeng lifted up the sleeves of Shanzhiquan, revealing a thin, wrinkled, cruelly bulging arm.

Zhang Yifeng frowned and tightened, and then took off Shanzhiquan's clothes.

I found that the whole body of the Spring of Goodness had dried up, where he was still like a middle-aged warrior in his thirties, he was simply an old man with no practice and dying years!

He stood up and unbuttoned Shanwu's clothes, the situation was exactly the same.

Amazing and weird! It's confusing.

"what is this?"

Meng Nishang suddenly said softly.

Zhang Yifeng followed Meng Nishang's gaze, and saw that there were two small circular holes near the collarbone in Shanzhiquan's neck, which seemed to be bitten by some beast.

Turning over Shanwu's head, there are also two identical holes.

"This is the wound caused by some beast. Strange." Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly.

Looking at the physical condition of the two, it looked like blood was sucked dry. Zhang Yifeng has seen ghost insects, but this wound is definitely not left by ghost insects.

Wait, the depressed atmosphere, the unknown breath, the blood sucking...

Zhang Yifeng seemed to think of something, his pupils kept shrinking.

"Impossible, how can there be such a thing here."

Zhang Yifeng muttered softly.

"Zhang Yifeng, what is it?"

Meng Nishang asked suspiciously.

Zhang Yifeng took a deep breath, then spit out two words: "Ling Corpse."

"Spirit corpse! What is a spirit corpse?" Meng Nishang heard a scared voice. The corpse sounded terrifying. Women are naturally a little afraid of such things.

"The corpse is..." Zhang Yifeng explained softly.

After listening to Zhang Yifeng's narration, Meng Nishang finally understood that the so-called corpse was actually the body of a peerless powerhouse. Their fighting power is overwhelming, and their mighty power is against the world. Even if they fall, their bodies will be immortal. If there is a certain chance, they will be resurrected and come to the world again. Only after their resurrection, they no longer have any memories of their lives, and they have completely disappeared from their unique skills, and they must rely on blood to survive.

This is an ominous existence, which can make people feel depressed, fearful, and ominous. Only the corpse could escape the detection of his spiritual sense.

In addition, humans who have been bitten by spirit corpses will have a toxin in their bodies, called hematoctoxin. If the bitten person dies before the blood and the toxins are excreted from the body, they will become second-generation corpses. This process is also called transformation.

Every second-generation spirit corpse that has been successfully transformed will have a magical power. Either the rapid increase in speed, or the extraordinary power, or perspective, or the creation of illusions, or even the birth of limbs and other magical, weird, incredible supernatural powers.

Of course, becoming a corpse is a very uncomfortable thing, because once you are transformed, then you will become a slave of the corpse that planted blood toxins.

Although there is still self-consciousness, but there is no freedom at all, and will become brutal and bloodthirsty.

No matter how good the magic is, it cannot be compared with freedom.

The corpse can be said to be the ancestor of the vampire.

After listening to Zhang Yifeng’s explanation, Meng Nishang said in a puzzled manner: “According to what you said, the corpse should **** up their blood all at once, but why did they slowly **** their blood? Aware! Not even we are aware."

"This is because the spirit corpse also has a special ability that can hypnotize humans. I am afraid that the two people of Shanzhiquan and Shanwu have not been bitten by the spirit corpse. It did not **** up the two at once. Perhaps it also discovered that here. There are fewer and fewer humans, and animals ran away because of fear of its breath. It wants to slowly enjoy the blood of the two."

Zhang Yifeng spoke softly, then he frowned.

"I don't know what level this spirit corpse is. If it's a zombie level, I might be able to deal with it. If it surpasses the zombie, it will be troublesome. Each level of the spirit corpse is equivalent to several great realms for the cultivator! I hope, All my guesses are wrong."

The corpse of the spirit corpse, the corpse of a peerless strong man, one can imagine how powerful it is.

Even in the Lingyue Continent, spirit corpses are very rare. Although the earth is part of Lingyue Continent, it can't be so coincidental. After tens of thousands of years, some strong people will resurrect and become corpses, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng fell into silence, and it took him a long time before he continued: "Ningshang, you take the Fountain of Goodness and Shanwu home first. I plan to see it alone for a while."

The spirit corpse relies on sucking blood to improve its cultivation. The more blood it sucks, the stronger its strength.

According to Zhang Yifeng's judgment, if it is really a spirit corpse, the strength of this corpse is not strong enough, so it quietly attacked the hunting villagers. But if left alone, it may soon grow to an extremely terrifying level. It is absolutely impossible for him to leave such a big threat to the Solips City, or even to the entire China and the entire earth.

"Let's go together."

Meng Nishang spoke lightly.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, "If I don't destroy this spirit corpse, I won't be able to feel at ease. If I let it grow and want to destroy it again, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

"Then I will stay and destroy him with you."

Meng Nishang opened her eyes firmly.

"You first take the Fountain of Goodness and Shanwu to leave, and quickly bleed them to force out the toxins, and don't let them be transformed."

If the fountain of virtue and martial arts are transformed, it is likely to harm more people.

In the end, under Zhang Yifeng's insistence, Meng Nishang had to return to the village first with Shanwu, the fountain of goodness.

Spirit corpses like to move at night, so they are not afraid of encountering them now.

Since he knew that it was the spirit corpse, it was very likely that the spirit corpse had already been eyeing him, and Zhang Yifeng didn't need to look around again. After sending away the three men of Meng Nishang, he practiced directly outside the tent and began to wait for the rabbits.

"Zhao Long, you must hold on."

Zhang Yifeng is very worried about the safety of Zhao Long. Four or five days have passed. If Zhao Long is also captured by the corpse, is it dead or transformed into a second-generation corpse?

"I hope it's okay."

Soon, it got dark again.

Zhang Yifeng returned to the fire, waiting for the appearance of the corpse.

After waiting for two hours, Zhang Yifeng did not notice any abnormalities.

"No, I'm too nervous like this, I have to relax!"

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, slowly lying in front of the fire, closing his eyes.

Sure enough, after he lay down for an hour, an ominous, depressed feeling slowly enveloped him from all directions.

He knew that the corpse was about to appear.

The surrounding area is pitch black, and the black trees are falling against the beating flames. The atmosphere is very quiet and depressing.

On the surface of Zhang Yifeng, there was no change, but his heart was already highly vigilant, the spiritual energy in his body began to flow slowly, ready to take action at any time.