Chapter 369: Dead creature

The passage is very long, extending inwards.
The passage was dark and silent, and there seemed to be a big mouth swallowing everything in the darkness.
The three Yue Chen slowly floated forward like ghosts, avoiding any sound as much as possible.
When they reached the end of the corridor, the three of them hid around the corner, silently looking inside.
This is a huge dark hall, with dead bodies lying in the hall, exuding a strong smell of blood.
The hall was silent, and Yue Chen could clearly hear his heartbeat.
"Yue Chen, look..." The little fat man suddenly pointed his finger in a direction in the hall.
In the corner of the hall, dust was scattered all over the place.
In the deep darkness, the corpse there was still bleeding.
"The corpse of the Demon Eagle Race."
Yue Chen whispered.
There are no fewer than thirty corpses of the Demon Eagle Tribe, and I don't know where the rest of the Eagle Tribe have gone.
The little fat man whispered, serious eyes flashing in his eyes, and his voice became heavy: "It's a little weird.
The way these Demon Eagles die is too strange. "
"Go, go up and take a look."
Yue Chenyi was bold, his body slowly landed, and he moved forward slowly.
Then he opened the corpse of an eagle human race. Although it was the face of an eagle, the face was very distorted, as if something terrible happened to him when he was dying.
The little fat man pointed to the wound suddenly, took a breath, and said with a heavy voice: "The wound is a tooth mark."
With the tooth mark on the throat, the little fat man stretched out his hand and probed the wound, and then said with a sullen face: "It's a strong force of death.
Yue Chen, we might be in trouble, unless we withdraw now. "
On the side, Wang Xiaozhu said word by word: "It won't be, there is a dead creature."
When he said this, Wang Xiaozhu's body instinctively leaned against Yue Chen, as if he was very afraid of the so-called dead creature.
The little fat man's face was very solemn, and he shouted in a deep voice, "There can be no mistake, this is a wound caused by a dead creature, and the residual power of death on it is very familiar to me."
Yue Chen shouted: "Make it clear, what exactly is a dead creature."
The little fat man said: "Let me make a long story short.
Dead creatures are creatures whose unwilling will dominate after their deaths and crawl out of again.
If there is a body, their body will combine with unwilling will and become a terrifying zombie.
If there is no body, they will become a gloomy energy wandering in the world.
You can call them ghosts. "
Zombies?
ghost?
Yue Chen's eyes widened: "There is such a thing in this world?"
"There are... a lot!"
The little fat man replied, "When I entered the yin house before, I encountered a lot.
But that was just formed, even if it takes a little longer, it is not a big threat to me. "
"Oh..." Yue Chen said, "Then the dead creatures here, why are you afraid?"
The little fat man said with a sullen face, "Generally speaking, a dead creature, the longer it takes, the more energy it absorbs.
In addition, the stronger the existence, the stronger the dead creature after death.
Yue Chen, think about it, how many years old are buried here, how terrible they would be if they became dead creatures. "
When Yue Chen heard that the little fat man said such a thing, his teeth trembled subconsciously.
"wrong!"
Yue Chen shook his head, and was not scared by the little fat man, and said lightly, "If according to what you said, the dead creatures are really scary, there are not so many eagle human corpses here, but a lot..." "Huh? "
These words restored the pale face of the little fat man a little, and then nodded and said: "There is another saying that...the ability of dead creatures has an upper limit.
The upper limit of the ability of each dead creature is different.
Some upper limits are war kings, and some upper limits are war kings.
Some are war emperors, and some are war gods.
Perhaps what they encountered was an existence with a low ceiling.
But Yue Chen, I can tell you.
This place seems to be large in scale. Generally, after a dead creature exists, a second and third one will easily appear... Can you guarantee that the upper limit of each dead creature is within our tolerance?
I don't know how long it has been, I can conclude that every dead creature has reached their upper limit.
In case, I mean in case... what do you say we should do. "
The expression in Yue Chen's eyes was uncertain.
Little Fatty looked at Yue Chen, waiting for his decision. In the final analysis, Little Fatty was also greedy, and now he was fighting against greed in his mind.
Wang Xiaozhu shouted, "I'm afraid of a woolen thread, or just a few dead things. The Demon Eagles are not afraid. If we are afraid, wouldn't we lose the face of the human race?
Yue Chen, don't you say it? "
"Not bad!"
Yue Chen grinned and said, "Since this place is so big, it is very likely that good things are buried. If you are afraid of death, why come to the Fairy Demon Battlefield.
Come here, of course, find something good.
Also, don’t forget, we have pathfinders. "
There is the Demon Eagle Clan Pathfinder ahead, which relieves the three of them a lot.
Even if there is any danger, the members of the Demon Eagle tribe will die first.
Looking at the situation now, the members of the Demon Eagle Clan have not yet died, so there is no major danger for the time being.
Finally, when the danger is really encountered, whether the people of the Demon Eagle tribe can block the danger for them, just ignore it.
Going deep into the battlefield of immortals and demons requires a desperate consciousness.
Yue Chen put away the corpse of the Eagle Race.
The little fat man asked curiously: "Yue Chen, what are you doing?"
"Oh, nothing."
Yue Chen responded indifferently, then stepped on Thunder, and quickly gathered all the corpses of the Eagle Human Race.
After a while, all the bodies disappeared.
The little fat man finally reacted, staring at Yue Chen and roared: "Yue Chen, you...you are boring, don't even keep the root hairs for us..." These demon eagle tribes, their feathers are of extremely high value. Yuyi Yufans can be sold at sky-high prices.
In addition, there are many storage rings in their hands, and it is conceivable that all the treasures are still kept.
Thinking of this, the little fat man wanted to smash his head to death.
"No, Yue Chen... If you are so greedy, we will break up and I will not do it."
The little fat man gritted his teeth, blushing and furious.
Yue Chen thought for a while, and found this place, but it was also due to the little fat man.
"Here, here you are."
Yue Chen took out two demon eagle clan corpses and handed them to the little fat man.
"Only two?"
The little fat man was dissatisfied.
"How much do you want."
Yue Chen stared in anger.
"Enough... Enough..." The little fat man persuaded, and secretly said that his own vision needs to be more long-term. Now there are two corpses for the spoils so soon, and the harvest is also great.