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Chapter 225? A thousand-year-old zombie who absorbed a drop of winning blood(1/2)

now.

Chen Feng stood in front of the last stone gate.

This stone gate is very tall and has various symbols painted on it. Chen Feng saw the second-level cultivation runes on it.

But the runes on the stone gate kept dissipating, and two gray-haired Taoist priests sitting cross-legged on both sides of the stone gate were old Maoshan Taoist priests.

After the runes dissipated, they immediately filled in and kept repeating this.

"Roar~"

At this time.

A roar came from inside.

The two old Taoists changed their faces and immediately shouted: "Sect Master, Elder, the Thousand-year-old Ancient Zombie is coming!"

The head and the elders all changed their faces and quickly ran to the stone gate.

"Dong~"

The stone gate was punched from the inside.

But the stone door was not broken, but opened a gap outward.

The runes and talismans on the stone gate began to emit light, forcibly locking the stone gate to prevent the thousand-year-old zombies from coming out.

Through this gap, Chen Feng saw a corner of the thousand-year-old zombie.

"oh?"

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows because the other party was different from what he imagined.

When it comes to zombies, many people’s first impression is that they are wearing Qing Dynasty costumes, raising their arms and jumping forward.

In fact, Chen Feng encountered such zombies in this world, but the thousand-year-old zombies in the stone gate were not. He was walking normally and did not wear Qing Dynasty clothing.

Chen Feng became very interested in this thousand-year-old zombie: "This zombie...is interesting!!"

"Roar~"

The roar became louder.

Every time a thousand-year-old zombie hits the stone gate, it will be larger than the previous one.

"Why is this fierce this time?"

"Is it because it's deadline, and it's time to make a final struggle?"

"I don't know! Although we can speak zombies, the language of this thousand-year-old zombie is special and we can't understand it at all!!"

At this time...

“¥#@¥#@¥#…”

The Thousand-year-old zombie said something, but no one here (except Chen Feng) can understand.

Luo Yinglong looked at Chen Feng curiously and asked, "Captain, what is he talking about?"

Chen Feng licked his lips and said, "It felt my breath and let me save it!"

"Save it?" Luo Yinglong looked at the stone gate and said, "I think it is also painful. Captain, you should save it!"

Good guy!

He was just locked up, and he didn't say he was in pain. You actually wanted to physically save others?

Are the hearts of immortal cultivators so cruel?

Chen Feng: "#%¥#%#(Okay, don't move, I'll go in and save you!)"

Thousand-year-old zombie: "%¥#¥%#(Okay, I'll wait for you!)"

really.

It no longer riots.

Everyone in Maoshan also breathed a sigh of relief.

The head of Maoshan came over and frowned and asked, "You can speak ancient zombie?"

Chen Feng immediately denied: "No!"

Maoshan leader: "Then you..."

Chen Feng: "Oh, I said it scared, I don't know what it means."

Maoshan leader: "..."

Are you lying? But he also knew that Chen Feng didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Chen Feng said lightly: "Open the door, I want to go in!"

"Or... wait!" The head of Maoshan hesitated for a moment and said, "Now is the counterattack period of the thousand-year-old zombies, and it will be very dangerous to go in now."

Chen Feng glanced at him and said, "Are you teaching me to do things?"

Maoshan leader: "???"

Chen Feng waved his hand and said, "It's okay, don't worry. Besides, even if there is something wrong, my friends will help you. You can also impose a seal, what are you afraid of?"

The head of Maoshan hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"

The thousand-year-old zombie is his heart disease. If he doesn't solve this problem, he will not be able to sleep and eat.

If this "inexplicable" person can really eliminate the thousand-year-old zombies, then Maoshan is considered to be a great disaster and can also be considered to have done good deeds for the people of the world.

The head of Maoshan arranged a while, then walked to Chen Feng and said, "We cast spells and open the door. You have a second to enter. Are you having any problems?"

Chen Feng: "No!"

Maoshan leader: "Okay!"

Various talismans danced all over the sky.

The talismans and runes that shine with light on the stone gate suddenly went out.

Maoshan leader: "Enter!"

Whoosh!

Chen Feng entered instantly.

Then the runes and talismans flashed again, sealing the stone gate.

...

Stone interior.

It was dark here, and I couldn't see my five fingers, but Chen Feng's vision was not affected at all.

Looking to the left, there was a shadow standing there, which was the thousand-year-old zombie.

The thousand-year-old zombie looked at Chen Feng and said in a low voice: "The breath on your body makes me feel very familiar!"

(ps: The two of them are speaking ancient zombie language.)

Chen Feng did not answer, but looked at the other party curiously.

it……

Very handsome.

Although he is not as good as himself, he is still a handsome guy.

Except for those blood-red eyes, the rest are exactly the same as humans, and they do not look like zombies at all.

oh!

There are still fangs.

There is also that evil and filthy aura.

If you have to find a reference object, the other party is very similar to Chen Feng in the zombie form.

"Are you familiar with my breath?" Chen Feng looked at the other party with interest, paused for a moment before saying, "I am also very familiar with your breath. Who are you?"

Speaking of this, the thousand-year-old zombie suddenly felt down, and it said: "Who am I? I don't know who I am? I only remember that I absorbed a drop of blood, and then I became a zombie. I started to suck blood, started to kill people, and began to become stronger. I was injured and caught by a powerful Taoist priest a long time ago, locked me up here!"

A drop of blood?

Chen Feng was shocked.

The Thousand-year-old zombie continued: "This drop of blood has always eroded my will. The Taoist priest seemed to have injured me, but in fact it was the will of the drop of blood that made me breathe, and instead erased the will of the drop of blood!"

"The drop of blood was broken and almost evaporated, but its will was still very strong!" The thousand-year-old zombie recalled: "It constantly eroded my will, occupied my body, and urged me to do something. The drop of blood told me its name, it was called, it was called..."

Chen Feng seemed to have guessed something, but he was not sure yet. He looked at the thousand-year-old zombie in anticipation, wanting to hear the other party say that name.

but……

The thousand-year-old zombie suddenly grinned and said, "You save me and I will tell you that name!"

Oh!

Chen Feng sneered: "If you like to say it or not, what do you care about me?"

"No, I can feel that you want to know this name, right?" said the Thousand Years Ancient Zombie, "In exchange, you give me part of your origin, I will tell you this name, and tell you what it asked me to do, how about it?"

Chen Feng said indifferently: "Not really! I killed you and sucked your origin, and I will naturally get the answer I want."

The thousand-year-old zombie was not panicked at all and said lightly: "After being trapped for so many years, do you think I was damaged? No! I just borrowed their hands to erase the bloody will! Now I... am in full swing, and I am not afraid of you at all!!"

Yes!

Thousand-year-old zombies are not talking big.

In fact, it could have been out for a long time, and these Maoshan Taoists could not trap it, but it did not go out because it wanted to use Maoshan Taoist Technique to erase the bloody will.

In other words, all of this was intentional by the thousand-year-old zombie and was within its plan.
To be continued...
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