At the same time that Wang Yao died, the ferocious face of the seventh-level wandering corpse instantly became confused, and the arms with fangs and claws hung down.
At this time, the distance between it and Zhang Yang was less than ten meters.
Zhang Yang could even hear the wind of the opponent's pounce clearly. If he had hesitated just now, the consequences would be very dangerous.
call!
Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
Woo!
Suddenly, the seventh-level wandering corpse let out a low growl, and rushed forward again with bloodthirsty eyes.
Zhang Yang was startled, but saw that the seventh-level wandering corpse had already passed him, threw Wang Yao's corpse down, and bit his sharp yellow teeth into his neck, sucking blood greedily.
Zhang Yang was stunned for a while.
Once the zombie puppet is out of control, the first one to attack is the owner closest to it. This is probably the tragedy of the corpse repairer!
It's just... It's a pity for this corpse. A monk's body is full of blood, that is really a delicious meal... Zhang Yang licked his lips, this thought came naturally. For more than a year, he has long been used to the zombie thinking, and he has no pressure on sucking blood.
Of course, he would not fight for food with a level seven wandering corpse no matter what.
Looking up, I saw that Zhang Jun and others had already run thirty or forty meters away.
When the two zombie puppets came out, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down their pace; when they saw Wang Yao dead, they immediately rushed to the distance again.
Although Zhang Jun still holds a level 6 wandering corpse, he doesn't even have the courage to resist—what a joke! Even Senior Brother Wang Yao, who owns a level 7 wandering corpse, was killed. If he resisted, would he still survive
Zhang Yang naturally couldn't let them go.
With a dodge, he dodged the pounce of the sixth-level zombie puppet.
A second-grade amulet was sacrificed, and the yellow lights on his legs flashed. With the speed guaranteed, he instantly threw away the sixth-level wandering corpse behind him, caught up with Zhang Jun in a blink of an eye, and slapped him to death!
Fighting zombie puppets is no fun, shooting people first is king!
When the master died, the sixth-level zombie puppet first fell into confusion, and then, stimulated by the bloody smell, immediately rushed towards the corpse of a man in black next to him.
Zhang Yang caught up with the other two men in black and killed them with one claw.
At this point, the battle situation was completely settled, and only a few out-of-control zombie puppets were left. Relying on their bloodthirsty instincts, they each found a corpse and greedily sucked blood.
Zombie puppets are all wiped out of their original consciousness. Usually under the control of the master; once the master dies, only the bloodthirsty instinct remains.
Zhang Yang just took the opportunity to take out a yin condensate bead, put it in his mouth, and began to absorb the yin force to restore his body.
Zhang Yang's injured abdomen seemed to be serious, but it was just a traumatic injury. Yin energy was everywhere, and the zombie's strong resilience was reflected, slowly nourishing, and the wound grew new flesh and cuticle at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a cup of tea, the wounds were basically healed, and the zombie puppets had already sucked the essence and blood, and stood there dumbfounded.
As for the corpses of Wang Yao and others, they were all thrown aside.
Zhang Yang walked over, first picked up the storage bag on Wang Yao's side, and after recognizing the Lord, his consciousness invaded, and with a thought, a stack of talismans appeared in his hand.
A smile immediately appeared on Zhang Yang's face—fourth grade talisman! It turned out to be a stack of fourth-grade talismans.
It's a pity that the number is not many, only a dozen or so; the types are relatively monotonous, most of them are corpse-suppressing charms, only three are magic-moving charms and one invisible charm.
"In any case, it's finally an extra means of life-saving. And... quack quack!"
Weighing the fourth-rank corpse-suppressing talisman in his hand, and looking at the dull-looking seventh-rank wandering corpse next to him, Zhang Yang had an expression of "you are in trouble".
Squeeze Fa Jue with your hands, and silently recite the password in your heart:
"disease!"
call out!
The yellow talisman was like an arrow, and in a blink of an eye, it had already stuck to the forehead of the seventh-level zombie puppet.
The seventh-level wandering corpse closed its eyes instantly, and lay back straight on the ground.
Zhang Yang felt happy, this is too simple!
If it were an ordinary zombie, even if Zhang Yang had a fourth-rank talisman, if he had to jump two levels to deal with a seventh-level wandering corpse, he might be the one who would be torn to pieces in the end.
Use the same method to subdue the remaining zombies, and then continue to look through Wang Yao's storage bag.
Zhang Yang just glanced at the clothes and so on with his spiritual sense, and after confirming that there were no weird things, he threw them away.
Only thirty or forty pieces of strange stones suspected to be spirit stones remained, and several blood-red pills also aroused Zhang Yang's interest.
Holding it in his hand, he felt a strong smell of blood, which made Zhang Yang want to swallow it.
This desire even far surpassed the desire for essence and blood.
Zhang Yang worked hard to suppress it, and swallowed hard.
"What the hell is this thing? To me—no! It should be said, to zombies, it has such a strong attraction?"
"However, things that are too heaven-defying are often not good things, just like drugs."
"Of course, if it's a good thing, you can't miss it. It's better to find an ordinary zombie to experiment with."
Thinking about it, Zhang selected a fourth-level zombie puppet, and tore off the corpse-suppressing talisman on his forehead.
The target is weak, so even if there is any accident, the situation is easy to control.
The moment the corpse suppressing talisman was torn off, the eyes of the zombie puppet suddenly opened, staring straight at the blood-red pill in Zhang Yang's hand, and immediately rushed over.
Zhang Yang didn't dodge either, and let him snatch it away. I took another look at the allure of the mysterious red pill in my heart.
You must know that due to the fearful instinct of the strong, low-level zombies generally seldom compete with high-level zombies for food; even wild beasts have this instinct.
However, because of a mysterious red pill, the zombie puppet completely broke this rule.
When the zombie puppet got the red pill, it couldn't wait for a second, and immediately put it in its mouth.
Zhang Yang let go of his consciousness, and the zombie puppet instantly became transparent, and the intestines, stomach, and even blood vessels were clearly reflected in Zhang Yang's brain.
I saw that the red pill slid down the throat of the zombie puppet, melted immediately after entering the body, and then spread rapidly.
Wherever they went, the flesh and blood of the zombie puppets seemed to be boiling, suddenly becoming extremely active.
From the outside, the body of the zombie puppet swelled instantly, and its aura soared. For a while, Zhang Yang, who was facing the fifth-level wandering corpse, looked even worse than that.
Roar-
The zombie puppet roared from its lungs, and its body continued to swell.
Seeing that the skin on his body was cracked inch by inch because he couldn't bear the huge tension... But Zhang Yang clearly detected through his spiritual sense that even 20% of the power of the red pill hadn't been released.
not good!
Seeing this, Zhang Yang thought inwardly, and jumped to the side.
boom-
With a bang, the zombie puppet exploded and died. Crimson flesh and blood flew all over the sky. Although Zhang Yang had jumped away, he was still splashed all over his body.
Seeing this bloody scene, Zhang Yang felt rejoiced.
Fortunately, I had an idea and chose a zombie puppet to do the experiment, otherwise, I am afraid that I would be the one who exploded and died now—well, maybe I wouldn’t explode and die. After all, my body is as strong as a level 6 wandering corpse, and my endurance is far from that of a small fourth-level wandering corpse.
However, even if he could bear it without exploding, the result would not be much better if his blood boiled.
Zhang Yang also basically confirmed the role of these red pills, which is to stimulate the potential of zombies.
Thinking about the last breath of that fourth-level walking corpse puppet before its body exploded, even Zhang Yang felt a little palpitating.
Just imagine, if the dose of the red pill is appropriate, the strength of the fourth-level wandering corpse will skyrocket to the peak of the fifth-level wandering corpse. How terrible is this
With such a strong medicinal property, the side effects are estimated to be very terrible, and the tissues in the body will definitely be greatly damaged. This can be said to kill the enemy at the cost of self-injury.
Before killing the enemy, hurt yourself first!
Zhang Yang thought for a while, and put away the remaining few red pills.
At critical moments, this thing might be able to work and save my life. Of course, Zhang Yang would never use it unless it was a real critical moment.