The Ancestor of All Zombies

Chapter 8: 008 Fighting a tiger in the mountains

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It has always been said that there are ten ways in and one way out of the Death Mountains, which is enough to show how dangerous it is.

In the forest, there was a man in a yellow robe with his head invisible, running wildly. This was Feng Qingyang, who had sensed something was wrong in the cave and fled.

He ran all the way, not knowing how far he had run. He relied on his zombie body which never got tired to run around desperately.

It is already noon, and although only a little sunlight can penetrate the leaves and shine into the forest, it is the time of the day when the yang energy is the strongest.

Feng Qingyang felt as if he was engulfed in a sea of fire, his body burning unbearably. For zombies that like shade, it is extremely rare for them to be able to go out at noon, or even impossible.

"No, if this goes on, all the Yin energy in my body will dissipate." Feng Qingyang said anxiously.

The Yang energy at noon was too strong, and his small body as a mid-stage jumping corpse could hardly resist it. He had to constantly use his own Yin energy to resist the scorching Yang energy.

But his cultivation was limited after all, and the Yin Qi stored in his meridians was already very little, and he had to resist the Yang Qi, which was almost exhausted. Without the support of Yin Qi, he felt his feet were stiff, as if they were poured with a thousand-pound iron.

It is most appropriate to describe him at this moment as walking with difficulty and taking a step with difficulty.

He looked around vigilantly and suddenly stopped. He was so busy running that he didn't pay attention to his surroundings. When he calmed down, he almost broke into a cold sweat. Of course, zombies don't sweat.

There are deep mountains and steep cliffs, and towering ancient trees. At first glance, it seems to be trapped in a bottomless whirlpool. Under the bright daylight, everything seems to be silent and there is no sign of life.

Feng Qingyang revealed a pair of eyes from his robe and glanced around vigilantly; in this completely unfamiliar world, he might die without a burial place if he was not careful.

"What is this place? Are there evil spirits?" Then he remembered that he was also a zombie, so what would be wrong with encountering evil spirits

"Roar!" Suddenly, there was a violent roar from all around, and a majestic aura of a king rushed towards him. Feng Qingyang focused his attention and followed the source of the sound. He saw that a huge tree in front of him that ten people couldn't hug suddenly cracked open, revealing a dark tree hole.

There were two fist-sized lanterns hanging in the tree hole, flickering, and just one glance made Feng Qingyang's scalp tingle.

"Of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best... I'd better run for my life first." He thought to himself, and as he was trying to escape, a roar came from the tree hole again.

"Damn it, do you want me to stay?" Feng Qingyang guessed in his heart and tried to absorb some Yin energy in the air, but found that he could not absorb even a little bit. Moreover, after practicing the 'Tai Yin Sutra', he also felt a burning sensation in his meridians.

Shaking his head, Feng Qingyang simply stood still, trying to remain unchanged in the face of all changes. He wanted to see who was in the tree. Thinking of this, he shouted hoarsely: "Brother in the tree hole, I just passed by this treasure land unintentionally. I have no intention of intruding. I hope you can forgive me!"

After saying this, he raised his foot and tried to leave again.

"roar!"

The creature in the tree hole also let out a roar in cooperation, then slowly walked out.

"Hiss..." After seeing clearly what came out of the tree hole, Feng Qingyang took a breath of cold air and groaned in pain.

I saw that the figure had horns on its head, and two sharp fangs hanging from its lips that were almost touching the ground. The glowing objects that looked like red lanterns before were actually its eyes. It looked like a cow but not a cow, and like a tiger but not a tiger.

"What the hell is this thing..." Feng Qingyang was so frightened that he trembled in his heart at the sight of the fangs shining with cold light. He was afraid that it would bite him to death and make him feel cold and heartbroken.

Feng Qingyang had some understanding of the habits of this kind of ferocious creatures, and knew that he couldn't just run away now. If he ran, he would probably suffer a fatal blow at the first moment.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang forced himself to calm down and let out a strange roar, confronting the monster that looked like a cow but not a cow, and a tiger but not a tiger (let's call it a strange tiger).

Time passed minute by minute, and the strange tiger was able to remain patient and just stared at Feng Qingyang without any reaction.

"Damn it, if we continue like this, I'll either die under the scorching sun or be caught up by the Taoist's fellow disciples." Feng Qingyang began to get anxious. He glanced around, put his feet together, slightly bent them, and with a thud, he jumped more than twenty meters away.

During the debugging phase, zombies mainly rely on jumping. Although Feng Qingyang has activated his legs, his jumping ability has not been weakened at all.

Bang!

After landing steadily, he jumped again and jumped twenty meters away. In the blink of an eye, he had opened up a distance of hundreds of meters between himself and the monster tiger, and then he wanted to continue to escape without stopping.

When the strange tiger saw Feng Qingyang running away, it let out a deafening roar, opened its bloody mouth with sharp teeth, and leaped over suddenly. Its speed was so fast that it was like a meteor chasing the moon.

Hearing the evil wind and roar behind him, Feng Qingyang's scalp tingled, and he continued to run away without looking back.

At this moment, a black cloud appeared above his head. It was the strange tiger jumping in the air. It opened its mouth and roared. An invisible wind blade pierced through the void and hit Feng Qingyang with incredible accuracy.

"Rip." Feng Qingyang was hit directly when he was caught off guard. The wind blade was so sharp that it could actually tear apart the defense of his strong zombie body.

Feng Qingyang was like a kite with a broken string. He was jumping in the air and fell heavily to the ground, injured. A huge human-shaped pit appeared.

"Oh my god, it turns out to be a demon tiger. No wonder it is so powerful." He let out a strange cry and turned around again to confront the demon tiger that was rushing towards him.

The two were only a few meters apart, and Feng Qingyang could even clearly smell the fishy smell coming from the strange tiger.

The strange tiger was obviously a little excited after its successful attack. Its long hooked tongue stretched out, dripping with extremely disgusting saliva. Its body leaned forward slightly, as if to jump. Its tail like a steel whip was constantly whipping the air, and bursts of crackling sounds were heard.

Its every move was deeply imprinted in Feng Qingyang's mind. After the corpse jumped out in the middle of the purchase price, its senses were particularly sensitive and it knew that this was the posture of the monster tiger to launch a charge.

He was secretly worried, and suddenly remembered that he had collected several pieces of talisman paper from the fat man. In addition, he had read the "Maoshan Secret Book" and had some basic knowledge of the use of talisman paper. However, the talisman paper was in his arms and his hands could not move.

This is exactly the case of having powerful military force but not being able to use it. Feng Qingyang was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

At this time, there was a wave in the air, Feng Qingyang rolled on the ground swiftly, and a big tree behind him broke.

He looked back at the broken gap and took a breath of cold air. The gap was extremely smooth, which showed how powerful the wind blade was.

The strange tiger failed to hit him, and a bright red light appeared in its eyes. It rushed towards him like a sharp arrow, bringing with it a gust of fishy wind. Feng Qingyang was pinned down before he could get up from the ground.

At such a close distance, the strange tiger could bite off Feng Qingyang's head with just one bite.

"Oh no." Feng Qingyang suppressed his nervous heartbeat. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the heaving snow-white belly of the strange tiger, and his eyes lit up.

No matter how ferocious a creature is, it must have its weaknesses, and the weakness of this strange tiger is its soft belly.

The strange tiger opened its mouth wide and was about to bite down. At the critical moment, Feng Qingyang kicked hard with both legs, kicking the strange tiger's belly steadily. Then he kicked his legs and narrowly bounced out of the tiger's mouth.

“Ouch!”

The strange tiger howled after being kicked with all its strength by Feng Qingyang. It was obviously in great pain, but it did not dare to pounce on Feng Qingyang again. Having suffered a loss once, it obviously knew that its weakness had been discovered.

"What a clever monster tiger." Feng Qingyang praised. If he hadn't reacted quickly and had great strength, he might have been killed by the tiger.

In a blink of an eye, he found that his clothes in front of him were torn. It turned out that he was caught by its teeth when he was shot out from under the monster tiger. The "Maoshan Talisman" and a handful of talisman paper were scattered on the ground.

“God is helping me”