Grandpa! Don't always bend your back. It's bad for your waist and back!
Liu Dachao looked at the Corpse-driving Old Ghost turning his head and said with a pale face.
It's okay. Grandpa is used to it.
The Corpse-driving Old Ghost said with a smile, "Floating Cloud Palm. Are you a descendant of Liu Jingde?"
Hearing this, Liu Dachao was overjoyed immediately. "Liu Jingde is my grandpa!"
I'm saved!
Unexpectedly, this old guy is an old acquaintance of grandpa!
Then it should be okay to give him a pat on the shoulder for a massage by accident, right?
How nostalgic. Back then, two of my ribs were broken by him.
The Corpse-driving Old Ghost pointed at his empty chest with a smile and said.
Liu Dachao:
Slash!
A sound rang out.
A cold corpse appeared behind Liu Dachao, waved its claws, and dug towards his back.
Damn it!
Liu Dachao's face turned pale. It was too late to dodge after he noticed it!
At this time, a man who looked like a gorilla had rushed over! At the critical moment, he burst out with unprecedented speed and knocked Liu Dachao to the ground!
Hey, we dodged it!
The Corpse-driving Old Ghost wiggled his fingers. Two corpses that had appeared behind Liu Dachao ran over stiffly and quickly.
Dachao, are you alive! Wake up quickly!
Qin Shan slapped Liu Dachao on the face with his hand as big as a palm-leaf fan and asked excitedly.
Liu Dachao stared with his big eyes, almost bursting with anger. "Damn it, can't you tell if I'm alive or not? Why are you slapping me!"
At this time, the bamboo pole in the Corpse-driving Old Ghost's hand was like a sharp sword. It seemed that it was about to pierce through the two people lying on top of each other!
Clang!
A short gun flew over!
It knocked the Corpse-driving Old Ghost's bamboo pole away!
The Corpse-driving Old Ghost's wrist went numb. He couldn't help but look in the direction where the gun was thrown from.
I saw a handsome young man yawning, with a dead-fish look in his eyes, carrying a short gun, and walking over step by step.
He waved his hand, and the short gun stuck in the ground turned into a beam of light and returned to his hand.
Cold Radiance Gun?
Both Qin Shan and Liu Dachao were stunned.
This isn't a move from the game. How did this kid learn it?
What a strange gun technique!
The Corpse-driving Old Ghost said in surprise.
Bai Xiu held the short guns with both hands and butted the tails together, actually forming a long gun!
Damn! How cool, Lao Bai! Qin Shan's eyes lit up.
At this time, four corpses controlled by the Corpse-driving Old Ghost walked towards them.
The Corpse-driving Old Ghost looked at Bai Xiu coldly.
This kid is only in his twenties, yet he's so powerful.
The Corpse-driving Old Ghost said faintly, "Amazing. You're already a Dark Strength expert at such a young age. You're a genius. Do you practice even when you're sleeping?"
Bai Xiu opened his dead-fish eyes in surprise. "How did you know?"
The Corpse-driving Old Ghost:
Lao Bai, this old man is a bit strange!
Qin Shan and Liu Dachao came to Bai Xiu's side and said.
Bai Xiu carried the long gun, yawned, and said casually, "I'll deal with that old man. You two deal with those four corpses!"
Why! Those corpses are so disgusting!
Liu Dachao said angrily.
Qin Shan echoed repeatedly, "That's right! You go deal with the corpses!"
Bai Xiu scratched his messy hair and said, "That old man is a Dark Strength martial artist.
You deal with the old man. Dashan, cheer up. I like a challenge!
That's right. We just love fighting corpses!
Bai Xiu:
The Demonic Monk Yu Tian was entangled by Fang Jueming.
Although Xiaoming was always being beaten, it was estimated that he wouldn't be killed for a while.
And the Corpse-driving Old Ghost was entangled by Bai Xiu, Qin Shan, and Liu Dachao together.
The rest were An Yi, Lin Chen, Long, Hu, and Shangguan Qianqian.
The few of them joined hands and fought with those greedy martial artists.
Whoosh!
Shangguan Qianqian swept out her long legs that An Yi couldn't get enough of. A martial artist let out a scream and was kicked more than a hundred meters away, hitting the wall hard!
An Yi was stunned.
How could this woman be so strong!
Shangguan Qianqian took two steps back and said in a deep voice, "There are too many people. Is there any way to get out of here?"
Although they had just started fighting!
But there were so many people. They would be dragged to death even if they just waited.
An Yi sighed and took out a handful of steel needles from his bosom. "I didn't want to use this, but you're forcing me! Leave these people to me!"
As he spoke, the steel needles in An Yi's hand turned into a whistling sound and shot towards the many martial artists in front of him!
Clang, clang, clang!
Watch out for the hidden weapons!
The martial artists exclaimed.
Although they had prepared in advance, still four or five of them were hit and fell to the ground!
Another handful of steel needles appeared in An Yi's hand!
This thing's lethality was not as strong as the air blade, and the speed of clearing the martial artists was not fast either, but it saved effort!
Moreover, he had specially spent a lot of money to buy some nerve-paralyzing poison and smeared it on them. Once hit, they would fall to the ground!
Then, An Yi took out another handful of steel needles from his storage space and scattered them!
The martial artists were furious!
But An Yi's steel needles seemed endless! They didn't dare to go forward at all. He single-handedly held back more than fifty martial artists!
Wusu, standing in the flock of crows, looked at Lin Chen.
In his opinion, this kid was undoubtedly the most threatening one!
As soon as he started, he knocked down more than a dozen martial artists with his strange power! Among them, there were even some Bright Strength martial artists!
Interesting!
Wusu stepped on the crows, like a light night owl. His figure leaped into the air and fell from the sky!
The long flute in his hand revealed a clear and cold sword light and stabbed towards Lin Chen's head!
The cool factor was off the charts!
Lin Chen carried the Cloud-splitting Staff and spread out his hands. A powerful air current gathered in his hands!
Come down here!
Suddenly!
A strong force forced Wusu to fall down!
He wanted to resist, but the force came too suddenly. He couldn't relieve the force in the air!
Thud!
Wusu's figure was like a shot goose, falling from the sky and hitting the ground hard!
Damn it!
The cool factor was gone!
Wusu almost shed tears.
Lin Chen carried the Cloud-splitting Staff and rushed forward.
Whoosh!
One by one, the crows flew towards Lin Chen like sharp arrows!
Lin Chen's eyes were sharp!
A wall of air gathered in his hand!
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
The crows rammed into it like bullets!
One by one, they fell down! Their necks were broken!
Although the air wall wasn't a very powerful move!
But it was extremely hard and was enough to resist the attacks of some crows!
Stop the attack!
Wusu's eyes turned red. He quickly played the flute!
But in this instant, a small half of the black crows were gone. There were corpses of crows all over the ground!
My crows!
Wusu's face was pale. These crows had strong harassment ability, and their sharp beaks and claws were as strong as steel.
Under the strong impact of speed, they hit the air wall like an iron plate.
The beaks might be okay, but the crows' necks weren't that tough and couldn't bear such a collision!
If that's all you've got, you can die here.
Lin Chen quietly appeared behind Wusu and pointed the Cloud-splitting Staff at his head. "Also, I don't like Wusu Beer!"
Wusu:
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
