Liu Chou was breathing heavily, half kneeling on the ground, holding the iron stick with his right hand and holding it tightly with his left hand. After countless confrontations and advances, his physical strength was almost exhausted, and his abdomen was burning like fire. Every breathing required a lot of strength to drain. When he spit out, he pulled away the remaining heat, making him even more tired.

The iron-core soldier had already been put away. If it were the iron rod brought back by Mr. Fu Lu, if it weren't for this, Liu Chou would have been unable to move.

His body was at its limit, and his hands and feet would twitch from time to time, and his abdomen was as empty as wild. Liu Chou knew that this burning was caused by the corrosion of gastric juice and reminded him that he had to eat, but he could not find anything edible.

The corpses in the Huzhong Realm have been refined, and the killed corpse tribes are very rare creatures that cannot be eaten. There is no sign of fruit production on the tree. Although he has temporarily escaped from the corpse tribe and rushed to the hills, the situation in front of him is not much better than the one below. If he cannot intake energy as soon as possible, let alone continue to advance, it is difficult to continue to stay awake.

Liu Chou took a deep breath, exerted force with his right hand, and tried hard to support his body with an iron stick. The world in his eyes had already shaken inadvertently, and his body seemed to be bound with countless iron pieces, which made him want to lie down and have a beautiful sleep.

But he knew that he could not, and countless trainings that exceeded the limit made him realize that once he lay down, he would never get stronger again, so he began to stagger forward, stepping on countless fallen leaves and branches, and heading towards the opposite side of the hills step by step.

A huge rotten wood lay horizontally in front of Liu Chou, covered with moss. Liu Chou could barely climb up. Just as he was about to turn it down, he suddenly stopped, slowly bowed his head, and pressed his ear up.

Deep in the rotten wood, some slight and slight sounds were captured by Liu Chou, and instantly turned into surprise.

The iron rod was raised high and then hit the trunk. It seemed that the attack with all his might, but it only cracked the trunk a crack. Not to mention smashing it, it was not done even if it was split in half.

Liu Chou continued, and three or four times chopped, finally smashing a huge crack in the trunk. Countless insects inside were squirming, crawling desperately into the depths.

He began to catch it, and the fat white maggots with a thickness of fingertips were thrown into his mouth one after another, and he swallowed it before he could even chew it, turning into warm currents and beginning to spread all over his body.

When Liu Chou raised his stick again, the scene in front of him was completely clear. He smashed the trunk with two sticks, revealing more white maggots inside and some egg-sized beetles.

Through this rotten wood, Liu Chou got at least three or four kilograms of maggots. Although he was not full, he had recovered two or three percent of his strength and physical strength and could continue to seek food.

This should be the second requirement for the assessment, live!

For the demon race, this was originally a natural thing. When many monsters were in monsters, or even wild beasts, they had the habit of swallowing insects. However, after they transformed into monsters, they learned the human war skills and martial arts, but they often forgot their identity, clothing, food, housing, and travel, and they were all similar to humans. They were infinitely close, but they forgot their original origins.

The most common food in this wasteland is all kinds of insects. If you want to live, you can only swallow insects. If you stick to the transformed skin, you will only have a dead end.

For Liu Chou, these are just casualness. There is nothing more important in his heart than living, so he started eating insects without hesitation, capturing the easily found insects, tied them into bags with his clothes, and tied them to his back.

Then, he found a dense branch, climbed up, and began to practice the Ten Thousand Demon Art, and tried his best to operate the exhausted demon power, and began to recover bit by bit...

About half an hour later, Liu Chou opened his eyes.

Half an hour is not long, but it is not short. It is enough to recover 50% or 60% of the body and demonic power. The next wilderness is only a low-level corpse clan. This is enough. In order to avoid being caught up by the follower Tuhu, Liu Chou chose to continue to advance this day. He will only rest after going deep into the center of the wasteland.

As Liu Chou expected, the second wasteland was not surrounded by high-level corpse tribes, and those low-level corpse tribes were very easy to get rid of. He only relied on his speed and flying sand to pass through the wasteland without any obstacles and reached the second hill.

He climbed up along a cliff and threw all the corpse tribes behind him under the cliff and roared and accumulated. Liu Chou began to move along the gap between the trees, only a few feet away. He suddenly picked up the iron stick in his hand, turned around and swept away!

Almost at the same time, a man's head appeared from behind the tree, silently but lightningly flying towards Liu Chou's back, opening his mouth wide, with his fangs only one arm away from him, but Liu Chou turned around and just pulled the bridge of the head's nose, and like a baseball in the future, he pulled the head away from a distance and exploded into a ball of meat in the air.

Behind another tree not far apart, the torso of a headless corpse tribe shook a few times and then collapsed.

The corpse clan, who had already entered the advanced threshold, was not enough for Liu Chou, but he frowned, subconsciously looked up, and glanced forward.

He frowned not because of this corpse tribe, but because he heard some unusual sounds. The source of the sound was the third wasteland that had crossed the hills. Judging from various signs, it should be that the advanced corpse tribe was surrounding and hunting.

Someone alarmed the high-level corpse tribe in the wasteland, and was also caught in a fierce battle. It has become a luxury for Liu Chou to copy the previous round of breakthrough methods.

Liu Chou quickly jumped up to a big tree, then walked along the canopy and found a high point.

As expected, hundreds of corpse warriors were upside down with three little demons as the center of the circle, some of which had begun to rot and turned into a pool of yellow-green slurry mixed with mottled bones. Next to them were a large number of corpse tribes, attacking in turn, constantly handing over various weapons and reclaiming them, repeatedly.

This is almost similar to the situation encountered at the beginning of Liu Chou. The only difference is that in addition to the encirclement of this group of corpse tribes, there is a monster with a size far larger than that of ordinary corpse tribes. It has no head, its breasts are cracked, its inner pupils are wide open, its sharp teeth are sharp, and its body is covered with copper-green bone armor. It holds the torso with its left hand, and its arms, legs, and head on the torso are all twisted, and it is tightly attached to its body, forming a shield that is half a human height. The eyes are blinking from time to time, and the right hand holds a spear of about one zhang long in the spine. The head of the man is still on the top, and the fangs are turned outward, like two cow horns.

Corpse King, Xia Geng!

(ps: "Shan Hai Jing" and "Great Wilderness West Jing" record: Someone has no heads and holds a shield, which is called Xia Geng's corpse. Therefore, Cheng Tang attacked Xia Jie in Zhangshan, defeated him, and killed him. After the farming was established, he had no heads and escaped Juju, so he surrendered to Wushan. The image was similar to Xingtian, but not Xingtian.)

Mr. Fu Lu once said that this thing was a general beheaded during the Battle of Xia and Shang dynasties. After his death, he condensed his resentment and merged with the evil spirits between heaven and earth to resurrection. After that, he disappeared, but he did not know that he had come here.

Xia Geng was extremely strong, and the shield in his left hand was the first person he encountered after his resurrection. The evil energy was poured into it, and it was difficult to damage it if it was cut by a knife and axe. The long spear in his right hand was the remains of the girl's skull, which could suck people's blood and was extremely sharp.

He is now standing outside the entire corpse siege, and does not seem to be planning to take action.

Liu Chou was a little hesitant because he had already recognized the identities of the three little demons, one of which was Qingmei, and the other two were also little demons in the voyage. If it were a year ago, he would have left without thinking, but now he is a little hesitant and entangled.

As time goes by, people will always change. Whether they do good or evil, they need to find companions and snuggle up to keep warm. Liu Chou can ignore the death of the other two little monsters, but he is still extremely reluctant to leave if he wants to lose the friend Qingmei.

Liu Chou looked into the distance again. Qingmei and other three little demons were fighting desperately, fighting back against each other, constantly using the wounds on their bodies to exchange for the lives of the surrounding corpse tribes, and trying their best to support them. The corpse tribes beside them were nearly 300. Even if they exchanged in this way, Liu Chou would probably kill dozens or hundreds at most, and he would do his best, not to mention that there was still waiting Xia Geng on the outside.

Xia Geng suddenly let out a thunderous howl, and at the same time, he raised the Ghost Shield with both hands. The surrounding corpse warriors dodged and retreated, expanding the encirclement several times. The pupils of the three demons such as Qingmei suddenly contracted, turned around together, and clenched the weapons in their hands at the same time.

They knew that the monster outside was about to take action.

Liu Chou's pupils also narrowed into a slit in an instant, quietly raising his right hand. Xia Geng's move prompted him to make up his mind to help. This opportunity was very good. The concession of the corpse tribe made no obstacle between him and Xia Geng's corpse. If he could be killed, it would be possible to escape.

Xia Geng began to move towards the three demons, Ge Dun pointed directly, and the head of the man on the Ge Dun began to giggle, as if he was proud, and as if he was cheering to celebrate the coming blood.

However, before the two heads were laughing enough, Xia Geng suddenly turned around and behind him, a strong wind was rolling with countless dust, rolling like an earth dragon, quickly approaching, with an almost suffocating murderous intent inside!

Whoosh!

Just as the flying sand arrived in front of Xia Geng, a flash of lightning flew out of the dust, and rushed towards him like lightning. At the critical moment, Xia Geng quickly raised the shield in his hand, and retreated at the same time, fighting with the flash!

The sharp crossbow arrow instantly penetrated the torso of the human shield, and the huge impact also made Xia Geng take three steps involuntarily and immediately fall into the dusty clouds.

The black and shiny iron soldier appeared in the dust and slashed heavily from the other side. The sliding Xia Geng turned the bone spear to resist, but how could he turn around at such a length?

Xia Geng's navel made a sound, and the head of the spear suddenly broke. The head of the man flew straight towards Liu Chou, and his fangs were about to poke into his chest. However, Liu Chou was still unmoved, and his hands were gushing out of his strength, and the iron-core soldier slammed on Xia Geng's shoulder!

In the air, a long sword pierced out like lightning, blocking the flying man's head and flying away, but the whole person was hit by this force and flew out!

Half of Xia Geng's shoulder suddenly collapsed. Before Liu Chou's stick fell down again, he had already flashed out of the boss's piece, and then he rose up in Wusha Mountain and ordered other corpse tribes to attack at the same time.

Qingmei fell heavily to the ground, but one hand quickly pulled him up, and then he saw Liu Chou's face. Not only was it as ugly as ever, but it was covered with blood stains and fatigue, but it was gorgeous and beautiful in Qingmei's eyes!

"Follow me!"

This is not a good time to reminisce or celebrate. After a moment of looking at each other, Liu Chou had already rushed towards Xia Geng in the opposite direction, and Qingmei also let out a whistle to call on the other two little monsters to follow.

Although Liu Chou didn't plan to bring these two little demons with him, he might not mind if they could keep up.

The sound of slapping was constantly, and the corpse tribes that appeared in the dust couldn't even figure out what had happened. They had been knocked down and flew away one after another, smashing them into the distance, making the other corpse tribe warriors even more chaotic and the gap became larger and larger.

If your heart is confused, the formation will naturally become chaotic.
Chapter completed!