Chapter 392 Road Blockage
The living dead transformed by the last trial disciple had such strength, so how powerful would the living dead transformed by the trial disciples one or two times before be? I'm afraid they are almost as powerful as the foundation-building cultivators, right? Ordinary disciples would probably have no choice but to die if they encountered them. It seems that the danger of this trial does not only come from monsters and other trial disciples, but the living dead are also a huge threat.
Of course, the more powerful the living dead are, the fewer they are, and they are not easy to encounter. The trial in Chaos Demon Valley is held every twenty years. Even if you participate in the trial in your thirties, you will be in your seventies after two trials. Even if you can escape the hunting of the trial disciples, you will die of exhaustion.
This living dead has obviously been hiding in the thorn bush for a long time, and the original target is likely to be himself. If these two guys hadn't come out halfway and attracted the attention of the living dead, I'm afraid I would have suffered. Without any defense, Qingyang would not have been able to defend himself.
The living dead man seriously injured the beardless man with one move, but he paused for a moment, and then rushed towards him again. Seeing that the living dead was about to get close, he was seriously injured and couldn't avoid it. The beardless man was extremely horrified and shouted: "Save me, brother, come and save me."
The incident just now actually alarmed the sturdy man. He was also frightened by the sudden appearance of the living dead. If the two brothers were not injured, they might be able to fight together. Now that the brother was seriously injured and was about to die, how could he be the opponent of the living dead?
No matter how good the things are, you have to live to enjoy them. No matter how close the brothers are, they are not as precious as your own life. Thinking of this, the sturdy man immediately thought of running away. The beardless man never thought that his call for help not only did not attract his brothers, but made him retreat. It was just because there were countless alcoholic bees around him that he couldn't run away for the time being.
The living dead who had lost their minds only had the instinct to survive. In their eyes, the body of the beardless man was food. When a beast faced food, how could it care about anything else? Before the beardless man cried for help, the living dead had already pounced in front of him, grabbed the ground with his hands, picked up the beardless man and gnawed at him.
Being held by the living dead, the beardless man couldn't move even if he wanted to resist. He could only watch the living dead gnaw off a piece of flesh from his body and chew it in his mouth with blood all over his face. This kind of fear, this kind of torture, this kind of despair, can't be described in words.
"Help, brother, I don't want to die, come and save me, ah..." The beardless man shouted desperately, wanting the sturdy man to save him, but the more he did this, the more scared the sturdy man was, and he wanted to find a chance to escape.
Suddenly seeing Qingyang in the chaos, the beardless man seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and cried out: "Daoyou, I don't want the purple-striped fruit anymore. I'll give it to you, as well as the things on me. I'll give you everything. I just ask you to save my life, ah..."
This man wanted to kill Qingyang just now, but now he has become his life-saving straw. Let's not talk about whether he can believe his words. Even if Qingyang is willing to save him, he dare not go forward at this time. Because Qingyang understands that for the beast without intelligence, the more difficult it is to provoke when it is eating. If he rushes forward at this time, it will be troublesome for himself.
After cultivating immortals, Qingyang is also knowledgeable, but he has never seen a cultivator being eaten alive by a humanoid monster. This way of death is too cruel. Qingyang dare not look at it. He quickly turned his head away and quietly retreated to the side of the sturdy man and the alcoholic bee, so that the living dead will not notice him first after eating the beardless man.
The burly man rushed left and right, and tried many times to escape the encirclement of the alcoholic bees. When he saw Qingyang coming, his attitude softened immediately and he said, "Daoyou, we just met by chance. I didn't mean to offend you. I was completely instigated by Brother Owen. Please take these spiritual insects and let me live. How about it?"
Looking at the shameless face of this man, Qingyang sneered, "Didn't you just shout and kill me, and now you know to beg for mercy? It's absolutely impossible for me to let you go."
Seeing that Qingyang was unmoved, the burly man said anxiously, "Daoyou, now is the best chance to escape. After the zombie kills my brother, it will definitely come back to hunt us down. By then, everything will be too late. Aren't you afraid of losing your life here?"
"Compared with the zombie, I think the zombie is safer." Qingyang said.
Seeing that the beardless man's cry for help had stopped, and it seemed that he had been dead for a long time, the zombie might catch up soon. The sturdy man pleaded: "Daoyou, I know you don't trust me. How about this, I can do you a favor. Let's kill the zombie together. Not only will the purple-striped fruit belong to you, but even the things on my brother will belong to you. How about it?"
"Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? Let's force the zombie back together, and then turn against me, and everything will be yours?" How can you easily believe the words of such a person? Qingyang was determined not to let this person go.
Seeing that the zombie might rush over at any time, and he said all the good things, but the other party still refused to let go, the sturdy man was anxious and rushed out regardless of anything. Compared with being stung by the alcoholic bee, he felt that the zombie was a greater threat.
Such disregard for danger, the sturdy man actually found a gap in the encirclement of alcoholic bees and rushed out. Two ordinary alcoholic bees stung his back, but they found that he seemed to have a defensive magic weapon on his body and did not hurt him.
Seeing that he was about to be safe, the sturdy man said to Qingyang hatefully: "Boy, wait for me, I will come back to settle accounts with you."
How could Qingyang let him go? Seeing that the other party dared to speak harshly to him at this time, he was really unrepentant. Qingyang smiled slightly, and then raised his hand, and the other three purple-backed alcoholic bees also flew out, blocking all the escape routes in front of the sturdy man.
About to escape from the encirclement, the sturdy man couldn't help but feel proud, and even planned in his mind to find a place to hide first, wait for the living dead to retreat, and then find a few helpers to trouble this boy again. Not only would he get revenge, but he could also harvest purple-striped fruits and other good things.
He had planned well in his mind, but when he looked up, he suddenly found that there were three more spirit insects in front of him. Judging from the aura of the spirit insects, their strength was even stronger than the three leading ones just now. Six Qi Refining-level spirit insects were leading a group of ordinary spirit insects. Was there any chance for him to survive?