Chapter 37 (2/2)

His fingers evolve feral, fingers curled with a coal-like shi+ne that rubs the undead skin The changes didn't stop there, the process of this evolution continued

His body was starting to break, some blood vessels finally explode, thick clots of blood would drool to the ground

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The pain was enough to penetrate the soul During this terrifying process, he could feel his soul crack

Zhang Yang clutches his hand hard fro like a tyrant king

His skin cracks, white bridging the dry skin while blood drips out His lily like the red version of Hulk, his bloodshot eyes open wide, sharp, vicious teeth hangs from his mouth

(Yes, Hulk was in here…)

”Zombie Explosion Pill?”

”Why does he have a Zombie Explosion Pill? Why would this zoes froer to surprise Then he dawns over this , especially not the result This tiny Level 6 will only touch the Level 7 or 8 realm with that pill, my level 9 puppet will still win!”

As a disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect, he knew all about this pill, but he would absolutely never use one

Any zombie will turn into minced meat if they overdose on this demonic pill, it should be forbidden But if the user was intelligent, consu the proper amount can increase the level of a zombie by 1 or even 2 in nore the zombie's body, it can force potential out of a zo every cell to their limits and then split them The consequences of such a pill are irreversible

In other words, if a zombie happens to use the pill, their cultivation will be severed right then and there If a corpse cultivator gives their puppet such a pill, it indicates that the effectiveness of the zombie has drained, the zombie's fate would be sealed to disposal

The Level 9 becoiving Zhang Yang time to advance

Zhang Yang is definitely feeling the full power of the pill, his body ”boiling”, his , to the point where his bodily control was fading

”Howl!”

Zhang Yang yells and stabs the Level 9 with a glare, waving his brawny ar the Level 9

Zhang Yang was about to lose his ht to balance the masses of Qi that boomed inside him

He once again pounces on the Level 9 His body collided with the Level 9, pushi+ng hi Zombie

The scrawny disciple's face starts to grier

Foolish, the thin disciple underesti's potential His unique cultivation 's body to for's bodily potential is first-rate compared to the other zoht to Level 9

”Howl!”

Zhang Yang slides ahead, slashi+ng at the disciple's zo Two coed zo injuries that mortals would instantly die from

The sounds of crashes would sound like a ha in dispute