Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 575 Huangquan Hunting Hall

"Ah~Ah~~" A series of shrill howls came along with the sound of sinister laughter, followed by a loud rumbling sound, which came from far away and approached in the blink of an eye.

The black-armored warriors were startled, feeling a fierce aura approaching. Ling'er was also frightened and her face turned pale.

The next moment, everyone saw humanoid monsters surrounded by black air rushing into the formation like lightning from the dense forest around them.

"Zombies?!" Ling'er was shaking with fear.

Those black-armored warriors were also a little panicked when facing the brutal and powerful humanoid monsters!
There were ten tall zombies with hideous faces, blood holes for eyes, and a layer of sharp silver hair all over their bodies. Waves of corpse odor emanated from them, making people want to vomit.

Just when everyone was shocked, ten silver corpses, like ten demon lords, rushed towards nearly a hundred black-armored martial kings.

"Kill!" Those black-armored guards were not willing to be outdone. They took out their weapons and started fighting with the ten zombies.

One of the black-armored guards, who was at the sixth level of Martial King Realm, roared angrily, held the knife in both hands, and slashed down with one blow. Immediately, he turned into a violent knife shadow and slashed at the zombie that pounced on him.

"Bang" and "bang" several times.

The sword instantly chopped on the zombie's head, but it was like chopped on cold iron, and only left a few shallow marks and cut off a few silver air, but it was no big deal at all.

Instead, Yin*** stretched out his arms, hugged him tightly in his arms.

"Ah!!" The King of War screamed immediately, and was torn into pieces by the zombies' ten knife-like fingers, spilling a rain of blood.

“Ah!!” “Ah!!” “Ah!!!”

Sharp screams rang out from all over the formation.

It turned out that these black-armored warrior kings were no match for the ten zombies in one move. Their bodies were torn to pieces once they collided with them.

The black-armored guards all gasped in unison, and the entire place was silent.

Ling'er huddled in a corner of the formation and couldn't help but scream in fear at the tragic scene before her.

In the blink of an eye, blood flowed like a river, and body parts and broken pieces were scattered all over the ground. It was a horrific sight. The guards of King Wu retreated quickly in horror.

"Roar~~~~~"

Ten silver corpses stood tall among the corpse fragments on the ground, like King Kong, howling towards the sky with fierce light in their eyes.

It was simply unimaginable that just in the space of a single encounter, more than twenty Martial Kings were torn to pieces alive by them.

Uncle He, who was at the Martial Emperor level, had an ugly look on his face. "It's actually a fourth-order Great Perfection War Corpse, which is equivalent to the combat power of a human at the Great Perfection of the Martial King level!"

Uncle He's face darkened and he leaped out, slapping one of the silver corpses with his palm.

The most terrifying thing about these war corpses is their indestructible bodies. Without the cultivation level of Martial Emperor, it is impossible to cause any damage to them!

"Hehehe, old man, do you think I will let you hurt my baby? Your opponent is me." The evil laughter sounded again.

"Swish!" A sharp arrow, with a startling shriek, flew straight out of the dense forest as if it was about to cut through the sky, and instantly headed straight for Uncle He's body. The location it locked onto was exactly Uncle He's head. The powerful arrow energy brought with it a sharp sound that disturbed people's minds.

Before the arrow pierced his forehead, He Bo felt a sharp pain. He was startled and realized how terrible this arrow was.

With a wave of his hand, he slapped out several palms, one after another green palm prints. At this moment, Uncle He opened his mouth and spurted out his weapon, a small green print, blocking in front of him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" All the palm prints condensed by the martial emperor realm cultivation were pierced and shattered by the sharp arrow.

With a loud 'bang', He Bo spurted out blood and saw with his own eyes that the green seal of his soldier was shattered by the sharp arrow. The arrow carrying dust slowed down, but still came in an instant.

He Bo roared, his face slightly ferocious, and he grabbed the arrow that was shot in front of him with both hands.

Then his body was knocked backwards by the force of the sharp arrow. With a bang, his back hit the light curtain of the formation. Fortunately, the arrow had lost all its energy at this moment, shattered, and turned into wisps of gray and dissipated.

"Hey, did you catch it? Then try to catch another one from me." The sinister laughter sounded again, and a figure in a gray robe walked out of the dense forest.

It was a young man, about twenty years old, with a thin and pale face, an evil smile, grey hair, and in his hand he held an ancient grey bow with bird and animal patterns on it, which exuded a strong murderous aura.

The young man in gray robe walked into the formation step by step, smiled again, and pointed the bow at Uncle He.

"You are the hunter of Huangquan Hunting Hall, who can kill a soul with one arrow!" He Bo's pupils suddenly shrank and he said in shock.

"Hehe, you actually recognized me? Then you will all die today." Fang Zhimiao sneered, and a dusty arrow of light formed again on his gray bow.

Uncle He felt a tightness in his heart.

Ling'er's face turned pale, she was terrified. They were all going to die? Was she going to die too?

"Wow~~" At this moment, the door curtain of the beast carriage, which had been calm before, was lifted up, and a graceful figure flew out, with a slender palm, and slapped the gray-robed young man.

"Miss Zhao Lingying, you finally showed up?" Fang Zhimiao smiled, but did not make any move at all in the face of the sudden appearance of the beautiful figure.

I saw that this was a girl in a purple dress with a charming face, and she was a beautiful girl.

Her whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of purple mist, and she was actually a powerful young female cultivator at the third level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

But just when her palm was about to slap Fang Zhimiao, the space beside Fang Zhimiao fluctuated, and a figure in the same gray robe appeared and slapped him with his palm.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the entire formation seemed to shake.

The girl in the purple dress flew backwards and fell to the ground.

She frowned slightly and looked over, only to see that the man in gray robe who appeared again was actually a burly man.

"Who asked you to come and kill me?" Zhao Lingying frowned. The palm of her hand behind her back was cracked and a drop of blood dripped from it.

Fang Zhimiao chuckled and said to the burly grey-robed old man beside him, "Kui Mang, I'll leave her to you. I believe you will like her."

In Kui Mang's hand, there was an exaggerated two-meter-long sword, which was shaking slightly, emitting a bloodthirsty luster. He licked his lower lip with his tongue and said, "This prey is just what I want."

He Bo and Zhao Lingying were shocked. He Bo exclaimed, "He is the bloodthirsty demon of Huangquan Hunting Hall, Kui Mang!? The hunter who once slaughtered many families!?"

Huh~~!

Kui Mang smiled and flashed out with a gust of bloody wind. He looked ferocious and fierce, and slashed directly at Zhao Lingying with his sword.

The terrifying cultivation level of the fourth level of the Martial Emperor Realm shocked all the Zhao family martial artists in the entire formation. A blood-red blade light that was ten feet long slashed out, trying to tear Zhao Lingying to pieces!
(End of this chapter)