Chapter 52: Drought
Qin Lang said with a cowardly shoulder: "There is nothing to say, it's just a group of zombies."
"Tsk, a group? How many?" The girl sarcastically said. It seemed that she had a great resentment towards Qin Lang and Lin Miao, so Qin Lang was particularly resistant to her. As a girl, why are you talking here?
"It's only a hundred and eighty ones."
"Hahaha."
Not only the girl laughed, but the four young people around her laughed.
"Hundred and eighty? I haven't seen so many zombies in my life. I said you have to have a limit if you want to pretend to be B, right?"
Qin Lang glanced at her coldly, then waved his hand and the flames around him were extinguished. The expressions of those laughing suddenly froze. The black things in the flames... Could it be all zombies?
The old Taoist priest's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Qin Lang.
"Strange, why are there so many zombies here?"
Lin Miao said at this time: "Someone raises it."
Several people took a breath.
"Let's go."
Qin Lang was too lazy to talk nonsense to them. Most of the black and white zombies here have been dealt with. If they are handed over to this old Taoist priest, they will then leave.
"What quality?" The girl muttered after Qin Lang and the others left.
"Xiaoling, these two teenagers are both masters. Even masters cannot kill so many zombies. At least their realm is not low. If you speak unrestrainedly in the future, be careful to punish the rules of the master!"
The girl quickly lowered her head and admitted her mistake.
"Qin Lang, why don't you stay? The thing you peeped at us hasn't been caught yet." Lin Miao said.
Qin Lang shook his head and said, "It's useless to stay. As for the person who is hiding, if he doesn't want to appear, we can't find him. Let's go to the place where your treasure map is indicated first."
Qin Lang knew why those young people had an average attitude towards him, because although they were disciples of Maoshan, it was their responsibility to catch ghosts and demons, but there was a bounty in their industry. Catching ghosts and demons can get rewards. Although it was not a lot, no one would turn a blind eye to them. They came over in an interest to make a big profit, but were solved by Qin Lang and Lin Miao. Of course, they would have resentment.
However, Qin Lang had no guilt. These zombies were not from their family, and there were so many. The old Taoist priest might have a Mingjie stage in the realm, but the others were weak. It would be fine to deal with the black zombie, but there were so many that if you don’t know how to use the large-scale spell like Fire Spell, I’m afraid you will fall here.
Mingyue's voice came into Qin Lang's ears: "You should pay a little attention to the matter here. Since so many black zombies can be cultivated, there must be jumping zombies above the black zombies, or even flying zombies."
Since Mingyue has made Qin Lang pay more attention, Qin Lang will of course care.
"By the way, Lin Miao, how much do you know about the zombies?"
Lin Miao thought for a while and said, "The record is quite detailed. The lowest is white zombie, black zombie, jump zombie, and then flying zombie. When flying zombie zombie zombie, it is a qualitative leap. The flying zombie zombie is no longer afraid of the sunshine, and the movement speed is extremely fast. If you fly the eaves and walls, you may be able to reach our Mingjie stage. Go up the zombie king, um... The zombie king is particularly powerful, but it seems that it is almost difficult to have zombies of this level. As for the above, there may be those drought-resistant levels such as drought-resistant zombies in our myths, but it should not exist, it is too strong."
"Sure enough, basically every type of zombie corresponds to the level of our immortal cultivation world." Qin Lang pondered slightly.
This is similar to the ghost world, and the ghost world also has levels. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the realm of foundation building and concentration, but the name is different.
The ghosts in the foundation-building stage are called ghost soldiers, and some evil ghosts can be collectively called ghost soldiers. The ones that correspond to the concentrating stage are ghost soldiers, and the other ones are ghost spirits. The ghost spirit is the Mingjiao stage. Basically, the ghost spirit who has reached this level is very intelligent and can often defeat immortal cultivators of the same realm. The ghost generals, ghost coaches, ghost kings, and ghost immortals are there! There are exactly seven realms, corresponding to the seven realms that Qin Lang has known in the cultivation world, foundation building, concentration of mind, bright orifice, magical powers, Nascent Soul, Golden Pills, and Thunder Tribulation.
A ghost who has reached the realm of Ghost King can be too different from a human in essence and can no longer be called a ghost! As for the realm of Mingyue, Ghost Lord, Ghost Lord is a title, but there is indeed a realm of Ghost Lord. Qin Lang doesn’t know how powerful Qin Lang is. In short, it is absolutely easy to fly to the sky and escape from the earth! That is above the thunder tribulation period!
Like modern times, the spiritual energy is weak and the realm is slowly improved, not only for people, but for all things. If a flying zombie or a ghost general level is born, it will be a disaster! The evil zombie of this level can be corpses everywhere when the evil zombie is raised! The flying zombie has surpassed Qin Lang's Mingqiao stage in a simple realm, and so is the ghost general. Now Qin Lang is only in the early stage of the Mingqiao stage. What can he do? Blast a huge rock with bare hands! This is the realm! If he releases martial arts, he does not have real martial arts, but he can probably achieve the power of a bomb explosion! This is done with human power! What is the higher level? I can't imagine.
"Wife, what is the realm of that zombie drought?"
Qin Lang asked curiously.
"This realm of the deity."
Qin Lang: “…”
"How powerful is it intuition?"
Mingyue said without hesitation: "The creatures in the radius of thousands of miles are in a row, and they cannot avoid natural disasters and man-made disasters."
This can no longer be called the category of "people", right?
"Does this really exist?"
Qin Lang found it incredible.
"It existed many years ago, now, I don't know."
Qin Lang was secretly shocked, but he still stopped asking about these things, which was heartbreaking.
"Little Langlang, we seem to be coming."
Lin Miao looked at the location on the map and said.
"So fast?"
Lin Miao shook his head: "I don't know very well. This distance seems to be a little different from ours now, right? I don't understand it very much anyway, it's within a few kilometers around."
Qin Lang; “…”
"This is almost here? And I suddenly realized something!"
"What?"
"Will we not find the exact location, that's it still in vain?"
Lin Miao: "Damn it! It seems like this! Even if we have a map, we can't find the exact location, but look at this mark."
Lin Miao pointed to the map and said, "I have seen it in ancient books of my ancestors. Such marks represent the most yin land, and this marks are just the opposite of the land where the treasures are buried, so we can follow the clues to find the treasures."
"You are such a clever little ghost."
Chapter completed!