Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the dark forest, there were rhythmic landing sounds, and a zombie jumped forward unhurriedly.
Around this zombie, more than a dozen strong forest wolves were chasing closely, making low noises from time to time. The shining eyes floated back and forth like little green lanterns in the dark night.
Zhang Yang let go of his consciousness, and he was completely in control of the surrounding situation.
The current him is no longer the second-level little zombie more than a year ago. Facing more than a dozen Timberwolves, he said that he has no pressure.
Originally, the Timberwolves had a foreknowledge of danger and would not pursue a powerful enemy.
However, since Zhang Yang drank nearly half of the blood of the fire-scaled cow, he did not directly convert it into air flow and merge it into the sea of qi; instead, he let it swim around his body, nourishing every cell.
Absorbing blood essence through his hands is far slower than passing through his throat, which caused his whole body to glow red, as if covered with a layer of blood, and the thick bloody smell spread far away, deeply Attract those Timberwolves.
"The fire-scale armored ox is really powerful, with a huge body and an incomparably rich blood essence. It has absorbed less than half of it, and it can't function properly."
"It seems that my morality is not enough! If I can convert all the blood essence into air flow in time to cover up the bloody smell, I won't be able to provoke these forest wolves."
"These forest wolves are not enough to pose a threat to me, but you must be careful in everything; if you provoke a more perverted existence next time, wouldn't it be dangerous!"
Zhang Yang secretly sighed.
Ow! Ow!
The Timberwolves finally couldn't bear the temptation of the sweet and bloody smell, howled and prepared to attack.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two relatively large forest wolves led the way, kicked their hooves on the ground, their bodies rose into the air, and shot towards them like arrows.
Woo!
Zhang Yang stared with copper bell-like eyes, and swung his stiff arms out.
Click!
With a sound, the first Timberwolf howled miserably, its skull shattered, and it collapsed to death by the side of the road.
Wolf, the hardest thing is the skull. But it was the hardest part, under Zhang Yang's full blow, it was so fragile.
Almost at the same time, the second Timberwolf had already jumped in front of Zhang Yang, with a cold light flickering in its wide open mouth, and it was about to bite Zhang Yang's neck.
Zhang Yang stretched out his other hand, his five fingers joined together to form a sword, and his nails gleaming with cold light pierced directly.
puff!
The Timberwolf's figure in mid-air stopped suddenly—Zhang Yang's palm and half of his forearm had already sunk into the Timberwolf's neck.
At this time, the Timberwolf's teeth were only an inch away from Zhang Yang's neck. But it is this more than an inch away, but it has become a distance that can never be reached.
The two forest wolves were instantly killed, and all their companions were stunned at once.
Zhang Yang flicked his arm, "Boom!" The wolf carcass, like a calf, flew more than 20 meters away, and smashed into the place where the wolves were most densely packed.
Ow! Ow!
The few forest wolves were frightened and jumped away one after another.
Zhang Yang's eyes were fixed, and he took the opportunity to move out. With a kick of his feet, his whole body turned into a bloody light and rushed over.
Boom!
A slap knocked the nearest forest wolf to the ground.
The one behind thought he had a chance, and rushed over with a cold light in his eyes.
As everyone knows, everything on the battlefield is within the control of Zhang Yang's spiritual sense.
Seizing the opportunity, he turned around abruptly, stretched out his hands, just in time to grab the Timberwolf's two outstretched front paws, and tore it forcefully.
Hola!
Poor and strong wolf, it was torn into two pieces from the shoulder to the buttocks. Blood splattered like a blowout, and Zhang Yang was drenched all over.
Roar!
Zhang Yang let out a roar, and waved the two pieces of wolf meat vigorously, as if killing a god and descending to the mortal world.
Now, the remaining Timberwolves didn't have the courage to continue fighting, and they ran away with their tails between their ends.
Zhang Yang was not interested in killing them all, but looked at the bloody wolf meat in his hands with red eyes, and swallowed hard.
However, he understood that the blood essence of the fire-scale armored ox he had sucked just now hadn't been fully absorbed, if he continued to suck it, the harm would outweigh the benefits.
Trying to suppress the bloodthirsty desire, he threw away the wolf meat casually.
Looking at the bloody battlefield, Zhang Yang couldn't help feeling proud.
More than a year ago, when I met the same group of Timberwolves, I was chased and killed in such a panic that I almost died; but today, a year later, I defeated them casually, feeling no pressure.
The pleasure brought by the improvement of strength is really exciting.
Come to think of it, that's nothing to get excited about either. Now Zhang Yang himself is a level five walking corpse, and his physical strength is higher than the same level, not weaker than the sixth level walking corpse; on the other hand, those forest wolves, although strong, are just ordinary beasts, not even monsters. It is normal to win easily.
After killing the group of forest wolves, the bloody smell on Zhang Yang's body attracted several beasts one after another.
However, fearing the powerful aura emanating from Zhang Yang's body, he refrained from launching an active attack.
Zhang Yang did not kill them all.
After all, Zhang Yang's next development goal is to kill the terrifying monitor lizard and become the sole overlord of this U-shaped valley. At that time, all the plants and trees in the valley, as well as the beasts and monsters, will be owned by him.
Zhang Yang has regarded these beasts as his own prey, and they can hunt and play at any time in the future. It is better not to kill them indiscriminately.
Back in the cave, Zhang Yang first returned to the coffin and lay down, and began to slowly temper the wandering blood energy in his body, turning it into air flow bit by bit, and then nourishing the body.
As the blood essence turned into warm currents, Zhang Yang's body seemed to glow with red light, and a large amount of blood energy seeped out from the skin and spilled into the air.
It slowly filled the entire cave, and even drifted out from the entrance of the cave.
Looking from a distance, the entire cave seemed to be shrouded in blood.
However, all the ferocious beasts nearby knew that the owner of this cave was not easy to mess with. Occasionally, one or two of them wandered far away from the entrance of the cave, but they didn't dare to approach casually.
After two full hours, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, the red light on his body had completely dissipated.
Zhang Yang smiled wryly, because he knew that he had absorbed nearly half of the blood essence of the Fire Scaled Armored Bull, but in fact more than half was dissipated, and less than one in ten was actually absorbed to nourish the body.
Zhang Yang didn't care too much. Anyway, what he has never lacked the most is essence, blood, yin energy and other things. For ordinary zombies, Zhang Yang has so many things that are precious as lifeblood that he can squander them at will.
It was already bright outside, but Zhang Yang, a zombie who was supposed to work at sunset and rest at sunrise, didn't feel sleepy at all.
He reached out and patted the storage bag, and with a movement of his consciousness, there was already an exquisite small jade basin in his hand.
Open the lid of the jade basin, and inside is bright red blood essence.
The small jade basin was specially made by the Laoshan School to preserve the blood essence, and the effect is excellent. Now it seems that the fire element in the blood essence is still very strong, and it doesn't seem to be lost at all.
Zhang Yang mixed in some cinnabar, ground it, and took out a talisman-making pen and a stack of yellow paper.
Spread the yellow paper flat, dip the blood essence ink with a talisman-making pen, take a deep breath, and start drawing the Lihuo talisman.
After more than a year of uninterrupted contact, Zhang Yang is already very familiar with the drawing techniques of various talismans, and he can easily draw them without reading "Fu Tianxia".
Although the wrist is still stiff, but with the help of the arm, the whole process seems to flow smoothly.
The bright red tadpole-like symbols fell on the ginger-yellow paper symbols, which were extremely eye-catching.
At the moment when the last stroke was completed, Zhang Yang felt a huge suction coming from the tip of the pen, and the mana in his body surged away.
Fortunately, this process was only instantaneous, but it also drained about half of Zhang Yang's mana.
The whole Taoist talisman flashed, and then calmed down again, and a Lihuo talisman was made.
Zhang Yang looked at this talisman, with a satisfied look on his face—the third-grade Lihuo talisman!
Using the most suitable blood of fire-attributed monsters, coupled with his years of practice, he finally successfully drew a third-grade Lihuo Talisman.
In the past, Zhang Yang could only draw a first-grade Lihuo Talisman with the blood essence of ordinary beasts. The materials used are different, and the power of the talisman produced by the same method and the same painstaking effort is huge.
"Quack! Scary monitor lizard, you're in trouble now!"
"Seeing that I have drawn a lot of three-grade Lihuo Talismans, I must burn you into a roasted lizard!"
A zombie looked up to the sky and let out a "ho ho" laugh, which echoed in the gloomy cave, looking eerie.