The moment he became a zombie, Zeng Kui stood up straight from the ground with his zombie's movement characteristics.

A pair of hands with nails that looked like sharp blades directly penetrated Sang Xiuqi's neck and chest.

Although Sang Xiuqi's cultivation level has reached the eighth level, and his strength is also very strong. Although he is only a casual cultivator, his evil skills are no less than those of a disciple from a famous sect.

Tigers also take a nap. Although under normal circumstances, Sang Xiuqi seems to be rampant in dealing with people and things, they are full of details, especially the major issues about their own wealth and life. Sang Xiuqi never makes things perfunctory.

If a monk who practices evil magic in the cultivation world wants to live happily, he needs to be careful and careful, because many disciples from famous sects like to eliminate demons and protect the way.

Moreover, these disciples of famous sects cannot be killed at will, because once they kill the younger ones, they will come. Of course, this must be within a specific range. After all, those disciples of famous sects will not run to remote and bitter places. What is more important is that the martial arts are too big. Cultivators are like a drop in the ocean in the entire martial arts. If they don’t enter a specific circle, ordinary people will never see a monk in their lifetime.

But no matter how cautious Sang Xiuqi was, he could not show his caution in this situation, because Zeng Kui had become a turtle in the jar, and he really couldn't imagine that Zeng Kui could escape from his palm.

And with just one thought, he could control the blood riot in Zeng Kui's body. At that moment, Zeng Kui would become a flesh-and-blood bomb and explode, and even the entire body could not be left behind.

He has done this kind of thing dozens of times. In front of a person who has become a prisoner at the ranks, Sang Xiuqi cannot have much guard against him!

So at the moment when Zeng Kui turned into a zombie and launched an attack, Sang Xiuqi was not at all prepared, and because he wanted to watch Zeng Kui's miserable appearance that was eaten by [Pig Gu] at close range, he was very close to Zeng Kui.

Zeng Kui turned into a zombie and launched an attack without even a second. When Sang Xiuqi reacted, Zeng Kui's fingers like sharp blades had already penetrated into his neck and chest.

At the same time, the corpse poison lingering on Zeng Kui's fingernail also took the opportunity to invade Sang Xiuqi's body. The corpse poison of the hair zombie is several times more powerful than ordinary zombies. According to the realm, the corpse poison of the hair zombie is an existence in the seventh level, and it steadily exceeds the cultivation level of the eighth level of the Sang Xiuqi.

After successfully attacking, Zeng Kui did not feel very happy. Instead, he immediately turned his hands into claws and pulled them out hard. Two pieces of flesh and blood fell off from Sang Xiuqi's neck and chest.

At this time, Zeng Kui also released the evil spirit in his body, because this can accelerate the change of corpse poison in the other party's body. With his current corpse poison, as long as the other party is still a flesh and blood creature, he will definitely play a powerful role.

"I……"

Sang Xiuqi opened his mouth, and then spit out a word and choked into his throat with a mouthful of blood. Then blood came out of his mouth and blocked his words back.

At this time, Zeng Kui threw the two pieces of flesh and blood in his hand on the ground and attacked Sang Xiuqi again.

His two palms were like two highly poisonous blades, which were much more powerful than ordinary magic weapons.

In an instant, Zeng Kui cut four or five wounds on Sang Xiuqi's body, each of which was deep and bone-like.

And the flesh and blood around the wound quickly turned black, which looked like it was eroded by the evil spirit and corpse poison.

"ah!"

At this time, Sang Xiuqi had no way to make an effective attack and could only passively defend. Zeng Kui's strength, speed, and reaction were much faster than him, which made him turn into a sandbag and let Zeng Kui commit violence.

Zeng Kui raised his hands high and grabbed Sang Xiuqi's handsome face, which instantly turned into a devastating appearance.

At this moment, Zeng Kui felt something was wrong because he actually felt a similar aura from Sang Xiuqi.

At this moment, a trace of corpse energy began to emit from Sang Xiuqi's body.

At the same time, a very strange force was emitted from Sang Xiuqi's body, which made Zeng Kui feel a little danger, so the next moment he directly stretched out and kicked Sang Xiuqi's chest.

"Click!"

The sound of a broken bone sounded from Sang Xiuqi's body, and this kick directly broke all of Sang Xiuqi's auxiliary bones, and several broken bones were inserted directly into the heart.

Even monks will definitely not survive this kind of injury.

Sang Xiuqi's body flew out more than ten meters, and then he hit a big tree hard, breaking the tree almost as thick as an adult thigh.

Sang Xiuqi rolled on the ground for a few more times before stopping, but at this moment, Sang Xiuqi no longer breathed, especially the face lying on his back and the appearance of the beautiful boy before.

What Sang Xiuqi cares most about in his life besides his strength. He spent a lot of time and energy on his appearance, and even practiced the highly dangerous technique of the brocade clothes and jade appearance technique to have a more beautiful appearance.

Not only women like to pursue beautiful appearance men are no exception, just like San Xiuqi's pursuit of his own appearance is already a pathological one.

But now his appearance has been completely ruined.

However, Sang Xiuqi is now completely gone, and ordinary people or ordinary monks are destined to die after being injured to this level.

Zeng Kui stood there and did not carry out the next attack. In his perception, San Xiuqi was indeed dead.

But he was able to feel the same kind of gas from Sang Xiuqi, which proved that Sang Xiuqi had not yet fallen into real death.

The cultivator's abilities are strange, so Zeng Kui did not act rashly. Under normal circumstances, he might have run away after a sneak attack, but at this time he didn't want to run away because he wanted to be sure to kill this person.

First of all, this person knows his true identity, and at the same time he also witnesses the means of becoming a zombie. Also, this person has a grudge against him, and he will not let someone who has a grudge against him and knows his secret still live in this world. He must ensure that he will completely kill this person.

Sang Xiuqi was lying on the ground with his back motionless motion as if he was a real corpse, and blood flowed out of the wound for fear of death. After a while, Sang Xiuqi's skin became as white as paper.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely think that Sang Xiuqi is dead completely now and has no chance of survival.

"Don't pretend anymore. Even if you pretend to die, I will completely destroy your body." Zeng Kui said.

Although his current Mao Zombie's strength has not yet recovered to its peak, it is almost done.

Since the zombie form has recovered since he absorbed the Yin and Blood Evil energy in Charles' basement that time, his zombie form has recovered. Until now, his zombie form is still recovering.

Although Sang Xiuqi was a high-level monk, Zeng Kui had no desire to suck Sang Xiuqi's blood, as if the blood had rotted, which made him feel very disgusting.

After hearing Zeng Kui's words, Sang Xiuqi, who was lying on his back on the ground pretending to be dead, finally stopped pretending.

Just like when Zeng Kui became a zombie, Sang Xiuqi stood up straight and stood up from the ground.

"I really didn't expect that you are still the same person!" After standing up, San Xiuqi spoke to Zeng Kui.

"I'm different from you!"

Zeng Kui replied directly, and now he knew what the person in front of him was.

[Blood Corpse] is the true face of Sang Xiuqi. According to the zombie knowledge that Uncle Jiu explained to him, it can be seen that blood corpses can live like normal people, but they cannot marry and have children. There is another month when the nine orifices have severe bleeding, and they have to make up for new blood.

And as long as the blood corpse hides its identity, even a high-level monk cannot detect the true face of the blood corpse.

However, Sang Xiuqi is different from the blood corpse he encountered in the mass grave before. The blood corpse in the mass grave coffin is just an initial level of blood corpse. It will take a long time to practice to transform it into a real blood corpse, and there is still a certain opportunity to become a real blood corpse.

Sang Xiuqi is already a blood corpse that has been cultivated. It can be disguised as a human among the practitioners, which can show the profoundness of Sang Xiuqi's cultivation.

Sang Xiuqi was also looking at Zeng Kui up and down with his eyes. He could see that Zeng Kui was also a zombie, and a hair zombie with a profound cultivation level.

But Sang Xiuqi couldn't tell what type of zombie Zeng Kui was, but it was certain that Zeng Kui was not a blood corpse.

"Are we all the same zombies? If we had known that we were the same, we wouldn't have had the previous battle.

I have had spiritual intelligence for more than a hundred years, and this is the first time I have encountered a similar person!" Sang Xiuqi continued, while he was showing that he had no hostility towards Zeng Kui and had a sense of being close to him.

Zeng Kui was already calm after learning about Sang Xiuqi's identity. Although the other party was a blood corpse, his cultivation level was lower than that of him.

He has more means to deal with zombies.

"Don't be close to me, I'm not the same kind of person. I am an authentic disciple of Maoshan. How could I join a demon like you?" Zeng Kui said with a certain righteousness.

These words made Sang Xiuqi feel a little surprised. It was obvious that there were only two of them here, and everyone had already revealed their true identities, so why do you still say these useless words?

Sang Xiuqi actually hated Zeng Kui very much, and he still wanted to peel Zeng Kui's cramps. Zeng Kui not only destroyed his brocade clothes and jade appearance skills, but also destroyed his delicate skin. This hatred made it impossible for him to forget.

But under the current circumstances, his strength is too weak compared to Zeng Kui.

Although he has had spiritual intelligence for more than a hundred years, he has been threatened with life several times in these hundred years, and his cultivation has not been able to improve.

Moreover, he usually has to spend his energy to suppress the corpse energy in his body and disguise himself as a human, so his zombie form is not too strong and only has the strength of the eighth level.

Of course, even if he meets the human cultivator of the seventh level with his special identity as a blood corpse, he will not be afraid at all. As a blood corpse, he has the ability to control blood. Even a cultivator of the seventh level will be depressed on the spot once he controls his blood.

Moreover, as a blood corpse, he also possesses an extremely terrifying blood corpse poison. Ordinary people will rot and die even if they get closer.

With the blood corpse poison, he almost killed a sixth-level cultivator once.

But now the other party is also a zombie and has a higher grade than him, so the blood corpse poison does not play any role. The ability to control blood is even more useless. Where does the zombie get blood?

To sum up, in this case, Sang Xiuqi could only choose temporary tolerance. He didn't want his long life to end at this time.

As a blood corpse, his lifespan can be measured over thousands of years, so the rest of his life is still very long, and temporary tolerance is not a big deal for him.

As for hatred, you can temporarily release it. It's not too late for him to take revenge for a thousand years.

As for his beauty and appearance, he can still recover after working hard, and it only takes a little time.

At this time, Zeng Kui walked towards Sang Xiuqi step by step, and there was a smile on Zeng Kui's face.

Because at this time Zeng Kui saw a golden treasure chest on Sang Xiuqi's chest.

"As the same race, we should not fight each other! Especially in this era of spiritual revival, countless opportunities are waiting for us. As long as we join forces, we can get more resources. I believe that those humans are better than ours?

It is better to write off our previous grievances. From now on, I am willing to use your leader as Zhan and become your right-hand man. Perhaps one day our corpse tribe can occupy a world in this world." Sang Xiuqi said anxiously, and what he said was not a lie but from the heart.

Of course, the reason why he said these words was: he couldn't move now, and could only speak and could not do anything else.

He has been gathering his strength just now. Although he is not as good as Zeng Kui, he has a strong ability to escape. He can run far away as long as he gets a chance.

But suddenly he felt that he could not move anymore, and even couldn't activate the blood demon clone on his right hand, because his consciousness seemed to be controlled.

Although he is able to think and speak now, he has no other way of reacting.

[Zombie Puppet Art]

This magic that Zeng Kui naturally realized after advancing to Mao Zombie is so powerful. He can not only control dead bodies but also zombies.

As long as the opponent is stronger than him, he can control the opponent, and all the opponent's movements are under his control.

At this time, Zeng Kui came to Sang Xiuqi's side, and then Zeng Kui reached out and grabbed Sang Xiuqi's right hand, and then squeezed it hard. Then Sang Xiuqi's right palm and blood demon clone on his right hand instantly became flesh mud.

Sang Xiuqi had no choice but to stand quietly like this.

"Evil demons and crooked Taoists can be punished."
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