The end of the world: from devouring, my corpse king rises

Chapter 89

In an instant, he became a loner with no family.

The Bloody Rat King was both regretful and furious at the moment.

"How did you provoke such a murderous god!"

Gritting his teeth and growling, the Bloodstained Rat King didn't have the courage to attack Zhang Yang.

joke.

Even tens of thousands of rats were killed in minutes.

Even if it is a seventh-level rat king, even if it really rushes up and desperately, what chance does it have?

Humans have an old saying.

Where there is life, there is hope!

30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, if you are not your opponent today, it does not mean that you will not be able to do so in the future, let's go!
Lighthouse.

The Bloody Rat King made a decision.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Resolutely drilled into the hole.

He wanted to escape Zhang Yang's pursuit and escape through the intricate and intricate underground caves extending in all directions.

Then in other places, find a few concubines of female rats and work hard.

It won't be long.

Then a group of new mutant mice can be bred.

Why not make a comeback?

I have to say that the blood-striped rat king is really beautiful.

But whether it can be realized is hard to say.

Just like.

It thought it moved quickly, had escaped Zhang Yang's pursuit, and would soon be safe.

But in fact.

Every move of the Blood-striped Rat King, including the sneer it made while running away and imagining a comeback in the future, was clearly heard by Zhang Yang's mental power.

Zhang Yang is not interested in the blood-patterned Mouse King who is not willing to die.

The word "death" came out casually.

next second.

The majestic mental power suddenly condensed.

Turned into a golden spiral needle.

Whoosh.

Fly out.

All of a sudden, it pierced through the blood-patterned rat king that had just drilled out of the hole at the other end.

Not only crushed its flesh.

It instantly destroyed its soul.

Only a blood-red energy crystal the size of a pigeon egg was brought back by the spiritual power and turned into a small snack for publicity.

Crunchy.

"It tastes good."

Zhang Yang pursed the corners of his mouth. It was rare for him to give a good evaluation with his tricky taste.

Both the Rat Swarm and the Rat King have been wiped out.

Next.

That's the main event.

It is also the mutated blood tree that Zhang Yang really wants to get!
The relationship between Xuehuai and Bloodstriped Mouse King is indeed a mutually beneficial and win-win symbiotic relationship. Now that the Mouse King is dead, Xuehuai will inevitably feel cold.

Seeing Zhang Yang approaching step by step, the leaves of the same blood-red pagoda tree whirled for a while, making a rustling sound.

Warn Zhang Yang not to act rashly.

But this level of threat is meaningless to Zhang Yang.

Mutated plants like blood locust tree, although not as smart as the mutated beast, can still vaguely understand the meaning of words.

then.

Zhang Yang spoke directly:
"A mere group of rats is not a good partner. If it is gone, it will be gone."

"This emperor can be your new ally, let more than [-] zombies under his command find flesh and blood to feed you, help you improve your strength and level up."

"The efficiency is much higher than that of the Blood-striped Rat King's small fights!"

"You choose."

"Do you want to go all the way to Hei, and follow in the footsteps of the blood-striped Mouse King?"

"Or was it transplanted into the territory by the emperor?"

"The emperor's patience is limited, you'd better give an answer quickly."

One sentence after another blurted out.

Dense and powerful.

There is only one purpose: to surrender, or to destroy?
The leaves of the blood locust trees stopped shaking, and even the roots that might pierce out of the soil at any time fell into silence.

Caught in an instinctive choice.

finally.

The fear of death and the desire for more flesh made Xuehuai make a decision.

A root system breaks through the ground.

The end stretches to Zhang Yang.

nodded.

"Good, smart choice."

Zhang Yang is very satisfied with Xuehuai's final decision.

It's just a blood locust tree.

get the best.

It's not a big loss for me if I can't get it. At worst, I can always get something good.

But since this blood locust tree knows the general situation, knows how to advance and retreat, and is willing to surrender to itself.

Then dig it back and plant it in the small yard of your own villa.

Also a nice bonsai.

Ever since, Zhang Yang mobilized his mental power to dig out all the soil around the blood locust tree and its roots, and the whole tree was uprooted and suspended.

"In the future, you will be grateful for the choices you made today."

talking.

Zhang Yang soared into the sky with the blood locust tree.

Quickly through most of the city.

He returned to the Shenhu Longjing community where he lived.

A big hole was dug in the backyard.

Planted the blood locust tree in it.

During the period, the blood locust tree was still very cooperative, and some soft soil was patted down with the root system, and I planted myself.

The transplant is complete.

Zhang Yang took out a pile of those mutated blood rat corpses from the panel space.

Heaped under the shade of the blood locust tree.

"These are for you, swallow them all as soon as possible, and then give me what I want, understand?"

The leaves of the blood locust tree whirled, expressing understanding.

Then, they used the root system drilled out of the soil to penetrate into the corpses of the blood rats, absorbing energy, devouring the flesh and blood, absorbing them all in the blink of an eye, leaving only the skeletons.

And from the trunk to the top of the tree, the bloody lines and flashing red spots reappeared.

Those crimson juices that can speed up the evolution of mutated creatures are being brewed.

anyway.

Many of the blood rat corpses absorbed by Xuehuai were individuals who had just been enshrined and swallowed the dark red juice.

As a result, they turned into corpses before they were warmed up, and the absorbed energy was also recovered by Xuehuai.

Used to brew new crimson sap.

So, going back to the source, this wave of Xuehuai can be said to be me sucking myself.

Zhang Yang hardly released anything.

Completely working for nothing.

But as the saying goes, you have to bow your head.

The blood locust tree is a tree without a head, so the canopy must be lowered a little, otherwise it will be pruned to a flat head if it accidentally makes Zhang Yang unhappy.

Because the absorbed energy is relatively pure.

soon.

The blood locust tree condenses a new batch of bright red juice.

no more, no less.

Exactly one hundred drops.

This is currently the limit scale that Xuehuai can brew at one time, and if it gets bigger, it will damage its own body, and the gain outweighs the loss.

During the waiting period, Zhang Yang did not have nothing to do.

in contrast.

He had already called a hundred elite zombies at the fifth or even sixth level from the group of corpses.

The strength of a few zombies is almost the same as that of Han Bing before he was blessed.

Belonging to be the best among ordinary zombies.

Zhang Yang's plan is to first cultivate a group of elite zombies, and then spread them among the corpses. Therefore, these one hundred carefully selected elite zombies are naturally the top priority.

The dark red juice dripped, but none of it landed on the ground. They were all in mid-air, held up by Zhang Yang with his mental strength.

It's like frozen raindrops.

"Open your mouth, don't leave a drop, drink it all."

(End of this chapter)