Chapter 435: Exhaustion of All Means

At this time, the third-level living dead just rushed into the range of the black vines. He didn't understand what the black vines that suddenly appeared were, nor could he figure out why they suddenly appeared, but his intuition told him that once he was entangled by these black vines, he would be in great danger.

Seeing those black vines entangled him, the third-level living dead quickly paused and dodged to the side, dodging several of them in succession. Although the living dead were fast, the black vines were not slow either. The power of the top-grade magic talisman should not be underestimated, and the number of black vines was too large. If he was not careful, two of the black vines would entangle his injured arm.

After that, before he could break the two black vines, more black vines came around. Two fists could not beat four hands. In a blink of an eye, the third-level living dead was entangled by the black vines.

The black vines tightened more and more, leaving deep marks on the living dead. The blue spikes on the black vines pierced into the skin of the living dead one by one, releasing a slight toxin. Several of the black vines even pierced into the wound on the chest of the living dead, wantonly destroying the body of the living dead, and the injuries on the living dead were a little more serious than before.

However, the third-level living dead is comparable to the existence of the foundation-building cultivator after all. Although his body was entangled by the black vines, it could not completely restrict his movements. The living dead struggled hard, roared to the sky, and his body swelled up instantly, and the black vines wrapped around him broke.

Although there are many black vines, they also consume energy. No matter how much energy is contained in the top-grade magic talisman, it cannot withstand such consumption. The broken black vines turned into a little light and dissipated in the air. The remaining black vines are getting fewer and fewer. It will take less than two breaths for the living dead to completely break free.

Qingyang naturally would not miss this opportunity. The Three Yuan Sword Formation had already been secretly prepared. After the living dead was trapped by his own black vine trapping talisman, he moved his mind and the sword formation composed of three flying swords slashed towards the living dead.

The Sanyuan Sword Formation was accompanied by countless sword lights. Just the appearance alone was enough to make people feel daunted. The living dead could sense the threat, but his hands and feet were trapped by the black vines, so he could not free his hands to block it. He could only use his body to block it, and collided directly with the sword formation.

Qingyang knew very well that Wei Yufeng's Yin Yang Slash had been broken by the living dead before, and it was difficult for his Sanyuan Sword Formation to severely injure the living dead. Therefore, the position of his attack this time was extremely tricky, and he specifically targeted the injured part of the living dead. The entire Sanyuan Sword Formation was prepared for the living dead's chest, the wound that was almost exposed after being severely injured by Wei Yufeng.

Countless sounds rang out, and the energy of the Sanyuan Sword Formation was exhausted. The living dead screamed and his body unconsciously stepped back several steps. At this time, looking at his chest again, the wound that was originally only the size of a fist had been enlarged to the size of a bowl, and the internal organs inside were clearly visible, and wounds were cut in many places.

For low-level cultivators, internal organs are the source of their life. Such a big injury almost hurt the vitality of the living dead. As long as he hit the same position again, the living dead's internal organs would be crushed, and the living dead would be close to death.

Qingyang was delighted and quickly called back the three flying swords, circulated his true energy, and began to use the Three Yuan Sword Formation again, attacking the third-level living dead.

The living dead finally felt the threat of death to himself after being attacked in the chest. He knew very well that if he was hit this time, his life would probably come to an end. The instinct for survival made the living dead burst out instantly. He roared to the sky again, and the muscles all over his body bulged instantly. Countless light sounds came, and the remaining black vines were all broken.

Qingyang did not expect that the living dead would completely break free from the shackles of the black vine soul-binding talisman at the critical moment. It was too late to stop at this time. He could only bite the bullet and continue to attack, hoping that the living dead would not have time to defend, and this attack would work.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated the strength of the third-level living dead. Seeing that the Three Yuan Sword Formation was approaching, the living dead knew that it was useless to dodge, so he directly retracted his hands and blocked Wei Yufeng in front of him.

Wei Yufeng was already dying and had no ability to react at all. Moreover, the incident happened suddenly, and he had no time to react and was directly swallowed by the Three Yuan Sword Formation.

Qingyang's Three Yuan Sword Formation killed Wei Yufeng, but the power of the sword formation was also consumed. When it fell on the third-level living dead, it was easily resolved by the opponent.

A top-grade magic talisman, and the three-yuan sword formation was used twice in a row. Qingyang's true energy was consumed by nearly half, but he still did not kill the injured third-level living dead. It can be seen how powerful the opponent is. There can be no hesitation in the duel between masters. Seeing that the three-yuan sword formation did not work, Qingyang quickly took out a low-level talisman from the storage talisman and prepared to attack again.

Qingyang's attack had made the third-level zombie feel threatened by death. The zombie was afraid that Qingyang would use some difficult means again, so how could he give him another chance to attack? After dodging the attack of the Three-Element Sword Formation, the third-level zombie threw Wei Yufeng's body aside, paused, and rushed towards Qingyang.

The speed of the third-level zombie was too fast. Even though Qingyang was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the opponent's speed. He just saw a residual image, and the strong wind had already rushed to him. Fortunately, he had already taken precautions against this, and six purple-backed alcoholic bees had already blocked him.

It was just that the gap between the strength of the alcoholic bees and the third-level zombies was too big. The six purple-backed alcoholic bees were dispatched together, but they only slowed down the zombies a little, and they were knocked unconscious. They all flew back and fell to the ground, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

After that, the third-level zombies continued to move forward. In a blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Qingyang and stretched out their hands to grab his neck. At this time, other means of coping were no longer effective. Once caught by the zombies, he would be unable to move again. This time, the zombies would definitely not let him go easily, so there was only one way to die.

Qingyang had no choice but to block the soul-gathering flag in front of him. The response was hasty, and Qingyang didn't even have time to see the details. The soul-gathering flag collided with the zombies, and the zombies were blocked. The soul-gathering flag turned in the air and fell at Qingyang's feet.

The Soul Gathering Flag is a top-grade spiritual weapon, so its power is naturally not limited to this. However, the level of the Soul Gathering Flag is too high, and it is a ghost magic weapon. Qingyang has not practiced ghost skills, so he does not know how to sacrifice the Soul Gathering Flag, and he cannot drive it, so he can only use it as an ordinary magic weapon.