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Published at 19th of September 2022 05:47:58 AM


Chapter 2932: Procrastination tactics

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The main reason is that Zhang Yifeng doesn't have any clues at all when looking for people. Instead, he found a place that shows off the name of ghosts and gods and oppresses the monks of the human race.

Naturally, Zhang Yifeng couldn't bear this. Now as long as one closes his eyes, those human monks who are oppressed by the black-skinned natives will appear in front of Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

Although they are all monks in Nether City, at least they are still human.

Moreover, the scope of their activities is only Nether City. Since they have no longer harmed the Li people in the Eastern Immortal Land, Zhang Yifeng felt that they did have the value of being saved.

Not to mention that as monks, their destiny should be to die in the hands of the enemy, not from the mouths of monsters who became gods.

The expression in his eyes became more determined, and Zhang Yifeng felt that one cannot live for himself only. In this case, he can also fight for the human race.

Glancing at Zhang Yifeng, Li Chonghe Ling had already agreed with Zhang Yifeng's approach without words.

The main thing is Li Chong. Zero follows Zhang Yifeng completely. As long as Zhang Yifeng wants to do it, zero will follow closely no matter what it is.

Li Chong also understood Zhang Yifeng's anger, and what he saw in the aboriginal settlement just now didn't make him angry.

"Junior Brother Zhang, rest assured to do whatever you want, I will help you unconditionally."

Li Chong patted Zhang Yifeng on the shoulder, his eyes showed determination. He believed that Zhang Yifeng's decision would not let himself down.

"Brother, you really can trust me. In that case, I can't live up to your trust."

With a faint smile, the three of Zhang Yifeng set off again, but they returned to the settlement of this group of black-skinned indigenous people in a short time.

This time, Zhang Yifeng and the three of them did not pretend, and appeared in front of the fence gate of the settlement.

After seeing the three of Zhang Yifeng landing in the air, the black-skinned natives who were in charge of the guard looked panicked.

"You, who are you, why are you close to our settlement, Master Qi Meng and Master Picka, come on."

The black-skinned native's words came to an abrupt end, because there was too much nonsense on the side that he said too much, and directly penetrated his head with blood.

"Weird, Big Brother Zhang, this guy doesn't have the breath of Nascent Soul in his body, and after the light of my blood penetrates his head, he seems to have died directly."

Zero said plainly, as if he had just done something that couldn't be more ordinary.

"Evil, the devil has come!"

The remaining black-skinned native was so frightened that the gun in his hand fell to the ground, turned around and ran back directly.

It is a pity that Zero would not let him escape as he wished. A little blood from his finger drilled from the wound on the forehead of the fallen black-skin native, and quickly rushed into the back of the fleeing black-skin native.

The blood pierced through the heart, and the black-skinned native who had escaped for his life was also killed on the spot, falling to the ground, convulsing and losing his breath.

"It's too weak, it's really too weak."

Zero sighed, this kind of strength doesn't need Big Brother Zhang to take action at all, he can easily solve all the black-skinned natives by himself.

After thinking about it, the messenger of Zero Action walked toward the depths of the settlement with blood in his hands.

The blood light along the way kept flickering back and forth.

Soon, the few black-skinned natives were killed by Zero, and the smell of blood was flowing in the air.

Until the last black-skinned native did not move completely, the godless eyes of the monks who were still doing heavy work in the settlement gradually recovered.

In the end, the first monk who broke free of his mind control threw down the farm tool in his hand and slammed his head.

Next came the second and third, until the last monk also put down the farm tools that he held tightly in his hands.

"It looks like it is a large-scale mind control. I guess that thing is hiding in this ruin. Isn't this thing supposed to be a snake? Why can you control the mind of others?"

Zhang Yifeng murmured to himself, logically speaking, snake monsters are good at mind and body control should be very few, but this thing has such a supernatural ability.

Is it possible that this thing is really a legendary snake?

With a sense of anxiety, Zhang Yifeng and the three walked towards the gate of the ruins.

The gate of this ruin is so high that the entrance to the ruins is a little smaller and can only be passed by one person at a time.

Just as the three of Zhang Yifeng were about to walk down through the gate, the cultivators of the Nether City who were holding their heads let out an angry roar.

In the next moment, all the clothes on these monks burst open, and green vines bloomed from the heart and gradually spread to the whole body.

The spread of the vines was so fast that Zhang Yifeng and the three had no time to stop them.

After a while, these Nether City cultivators opened their eyes again, and the lush greenery flickered in their eyes, and at this moment there was no more life in them.

As if being manipulated by something, these monks whose bodies were wrapped in vines rushed towards Zhang Yifeng's trio with howling.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes sank when he saw this, and as expected, these people had been hopeless.

The so-called ritual really not only extracted their spiritual energy and immortal power, but also planted seeds in the bodies of these monks.

As long as the behind-the-scenes manipulator needs it, these seeds can explode, turning these monks into emotionless killing machines.

Maybe this is the back hand of the manipulator behind the scenes, thinking that doing so might make it difficult for the cultivators who came to attack.

However, if the manipulator really thought so, he would be very wrong.

Zhang Yifeng has never been merciful to his enemies, not to mention that these people have completely lost their minds and become puppets of others.

With his eyes fixed, Zhang Yifeng's rapier burned with black and white double flames.

A wall of fire between raising his hands rose from before Zhang Yifeng, and countless black and white flames splashed from the wall of fire.

The moment the leaping monks touched the wall of fire, the vines on their bodies began to burn crazily as if they had encountered natural enemies.

In no time, a true fairy cultivator can be burned to fly ashes.

Zhang Yifeng's black and white double flames against this group of monks parasitized by vines can be described as Tianke. Even if the vines only touch a little spark, they will instantly burn.

Soon, the monks used by the behind-the-scenes manipulators to delay the actions of Zhang Yifeng's trio were burned into a place of ashes.

"Junior Brother Zhang, you..."

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's expression visibly gloomy, Li Chong opened his mouth and prepared to reassure him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and shook his head to Li Chong: "Don't worry, brother, this little thing won't hit me. I'm just thinking, when I see the manipulator behind the scenes, what kind of method should I use to torture him? That's it."

Listening to Zhang Yifeng speaking in a flat tone, Li Chong felt a chill straight to his heart.

At this moment, he was very fortunate that he and Zhang Yifeng were on one side.




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