Legend of Meow Immortal

living dead?Necromancer?

Everyone was taken aback when they heard what the old man said.

Whether it's Daxia or Qianbi Qiancheng, the technique of controlling corpses is listed as a forbidden technique.

It is not surprising to think that no one likes the dead body of their ancestors to be reduced to material in the hands of others.

But in the Modo Skeleton tribe, the technique of controlling corpses is really common, and it is not uncommon on the battlefield. As long as the technique of controlling corpses is not extraordinary and does not reach the level of turning light, it is still a common technique and will not be suppressed. .

In addition, the technique of corpse control is very easy to learn, and one of the three gods and demons worshiped by the big tribe is the Death Grudge Demon God.

So this corpse control technique is said to be very common in the big tribes, so that ordinary people have heard of it a little.

The Devil God of Death Resentment was also revered by those tribal barbarians as the Great God of Guangtian Puyuan.

However, in the eyes of Daxia and Qiancheng, it should be Mo Tianpu's resentment of the undead demon god.

Therefore, when they heard the first reaction of the living dead, everyone thought in the same way.

All thought of the corpse control technique of the Modo Skeleton tribe.

But it's still different.

When they saw that group of people who were a little bit stupid, holding weapons in both hands, and rushing towards them screaming, everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble.

how so fast?

How could the corpse control technique be so fast?

It doesn't mean that although the technique of controlling corpses is very easy to get started, the corpses controlled walk extremely slowly. Although they are powerful and painless, if you seize the opportunity, even ordinary people can cut off their heads with a single knife.

When the head is chopped off, the spell will naturally be broken, and the low-level corpse control technique can't control the headless corpse.

It was precisely because of this that when the Great Xia army fought against the tribe, no matter how small the friction was, even if the opponent was dead, their heads would inevitably be cut off.

Is it another world?Feng Ruo narrowed his eyes slightly, his figure changed, and he stretched out his hand lightly, turning into a piece of light and shadow, which fell down in an instant.

The old man's eyes shrank, this kind of coercion...is this a grandmaster martial arts?There is really a master among this group of people?

The group of living dead didn't know fear, and split into several strands in an instant. The long knives and short swords in their hands were covered with a layer of faint white light. In addition, the coordination was excellent, and they directly faced the light and shadow that Feng Ruo slashed. Grind it off.

"How could this be? How could the living dead be so strong?" Qiangwei twitched her tongue in her heart, and asked the old man while avoiding the attack of the living dead.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, what is the origin of these people?Why do you act like you don't know anything?

There were many thoughts in his heart, but he didn't hide anything, and said directly: "It is said that they are the living dead, but in fact they are still alive, but their minds and minds have been wiped out by the magic power of medicine, and they are manipulated into puppets... If the controller activates, these living dead can be turned into puppets... The full potential of the dead explodes at once."

Disposables?Inspired by flesh and blood?I see.

Qiangwei knew it in her heart, she shuttled back and forth amidst the attacks of several living dead, her brows gradually frowned, and she slapped the ground with her backhand.

Boom.

The ground was not damaged at all, but there was an invisible energy, centered on Rose's attack, and quickly swayed around.

The weapons in the hands of the living dead became brighter and brighter, and they cooperated seamlessly, but they were still overturned by this energy.

Qiangwei's eyes revealed a strange light. Under the stimulation of flesh and blood, the attacking power of these living dead people is no longer under the mastery of Hou Tian, ​​but under the control of the black hand hidden behind, the cooperation is seamless, enough to suppress the general master of Hou Tian.

Are you willing to pay such a high price in order to kill Ma Luokher?

Once these living dead are activated to their full potential, they will all be reduced to ashes after time passes.

Twenty living dead, this is no small feat.

Is it really just to kill Marakhal?

There were all sorts of doubts in her heart, but she was merciless in her hands. Qiangwei pulled her belt suddenly, and only heard the crackling sound of the whip, and the red shadow in her hands spread instantly.

The undead who had been pushed away by the vigor hadn't reacted yet, their hands were like irons, and they instinctively twitched, only to hear the sound of jingling bells, the weapons in the hands of the four undead surrounded Qiangwei were all gone. landing.

Probably because they noticed that Feng Ruo and Qiangwei were the strongest among the crowd, and they were surrounded by four people.

Most of the rest were two undead against one.

The four old men were relatively relaxed. Although they were all slightly injured, they only had to deal with two living dead.

In order to complete the task of the master of Taoism, everyone strengthened their defenses and only allowed a controllable number to pass through.

Tang Tang dodged the attacks of the two living dead with a cold expression.

When he was in the body, most of his kung fu was on the sword. At this time, he was unarmed, and his hands and feet were really bound.

Fortunately, he used to be in the Chongxuan sect. Although the Chongxuan sect focuses on swordsmanship, the basic fist and kick skills must not be neglected. After all, he has not reached the level of a great martial artist. The Void Condensation Sword is completely a myth.

It's just that, he still has some difficulty.

The speed of these living dead was too fast, almost violent. Just by looking at their appearance, their eyes were turned white, their faces were ferocious, and their veins were exposed. It was extremely abnormal at first glance.

Just when Tang Tang was restless, a strange fluctuation came out of his cat body.

His body lightened instantly.

This light/light feeling, as if he has turned back into a cat again, not obtrusive or slippery, everything is under control.

Tang Tang's eyes lit up suddenly, his figure suddenly accelerated, and a series of distorted phantoms appeared behind him.

Almost instinctively, he used his fingertips to pass over the wrist of the undead. The undead's wrist didn't have any scars, but he suddenly twisted it weirdly, and with a click, he was dislocated directly.

The dagger in the hand of the living dead fell, but was directly copied by Tang Tang in his hand.

Ignoring the pain of the dislocation, the long knife in the other hand of the living dead directly slashed towards Tang Tang, the faint white light covering it became more and more eye-catching.

There was a tearing sound in the air, and before the knife arrived, it gave people a feeling of cutting.

But Tang Tang ignored the fierce knife, pointed his toes, and sped up again, like a civet, retreating lightly/lightly.

A knife cut through the air.

Holding the dagger in his hand, Tang Tang's heart instantly calmed down.

From childhood to adulthood, the sword has run through almost all of Tangtang's life.

From ignorantly standing on the sword post, to swinging the sword thousands of times a day, Tang Tang instinctively liked the sword even if he hadn't learned any advanced principles of swordsmanship.

It's just that he is somewhat different from others - what he likes is not a three-foot long sword, but a one-foot short sword.

Even the dagger in his hand now seems to be a bit too long for Tang Tang.

If I have to describe it, this is not a love for swords, but like a cat's claws. For Tang Tang, the short sword is his claws when he was alive.

Like a breeze, Tang Tang's figure floated behind the living dead in an instant, with a cold expression on his face, he stabbed out with a sword.

The sword pierced the dead man's neck, and then was twisted so sharply that the dead man's head tilted back and fell.

At this moment, another living dead man swung a machete and crashed down.

Tang Tang's figure was blurred again, the living dead raised his head, and the dagger in his other hand shot upwards.

The dagger pierced through the figure, and Tang Tang fell to the ground again at some point, flicking his toes on the ground, bringing up a series of phantoms.

After successfully strangling a living dead, Tang Tang glanced at the twitching/twitching corpse on the ground, as well as the eyes turning white, a feeling of nausea surged up unprepared.

Feeling sick and dizzy, Tang Tang gritted his teeth, held back the discomfort, and continued to back away.

Who would have thought that the living dead man with the machete in his hand would throw the machete forward viciously and shoot at Tang Tangfei.

It was too fast, too sudden.

Damn it! !

Tang Tang was terrified in his heart, but he couldn't suppress the disgusting feeling of penetrating human flesh and taking human life. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't help it.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Tang Tang's chaotic mood calmed down instantly.

I don't know if I will maintain my human body after my death... or become a cat?

At the same time as this inexplicable thought floated up, Tang Tang's eyes suddenly darkened.

There is one more person in front of him.

Stretching out his finger, he flicked lightly at the machete that was shooting towards him seemingly indifferently.

when!With a crisp sound, the flying knife turned back in the direction it came from.

After a pop, the machete directly split the undead man's head in two, and the undead man knelt down immediately, and his white brains flowed all over the floor.

A few more ding-dong sounds were heard, as if something had fallen out of the head of the living dead.

Tang Tang looked at the back in front of him, and his heart was in a state of confusion. Was he saved?

The person in front of him looked back at Tang Tang, with no expression on his face or a word, and actually took a few steps forward.

Although he was grateful in his heart, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, Yang Fan was too weird, Tang Tang was speechless.

Yang Fan's walking steps stopped, he didn't go far, and stopped in front of the tragic living dead whose head had been split open.

"There's something here." The voice was trembling, deep and magnetic. Although the sound of sailing was cold enough, it was also very nice.

Tang Tang froze for a moment, is this talking to him?He looked around, and the surroundings were crowded, only Yang Fan and him were quiet.

Then his eyes shrank again, the heads of the two undead who attacked Yangfan were cut off cleanly, the wound was extremely smooth, and even a circle of scorched black appeared, Tang Tang couldn't help shaking his neck, how to do this arrived?Isn't this sail empty-handed?

Suddenly I remembered that this guy who called himself Yang Fan was also innate.

But he didn't say that it was a few turns of Xiantian, only that he had just stepped into Xiantian... On the surface, there is no such indistinct innate coercion...

He looked like an ordinary person except for his aloof temperament.

etc!ordinary people? !

Suddenly, Tang Tang felt a little dry mouth.

The way he looked at Yang Fan changed instantly.

This kind of extremely introverted power, which does not leak out at all, must be above the innate level nine, reaching innate perfection.

The power is integrated into one body, and naturally there will be no leakage.

Either...

External power is innate!

The author has something to say:

Suddenly I feel stupid...囧~~

Only to find out that someone threw mines at stupid authors, not at books—

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The stupid author expresses his sincere thanks~~

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Qi Fujun~I'm sorry for you~16 years of landmines, I just found out now... vomiting blood...