632: C632 She Doesn't Seem Human

C632 She Doesn't Seem Human

When the dozen or so Corpse Cult's genetic martial cultivator heard this, they were shocked once again.

The person in front of them had just said that the several hundred zombie at the foot of the mountain had all become his zombie.

Those were several hundred zombie! Could this person be High-Grade Evolved Person?

Furthermore, he had to climb a mountain of corpses to find something.

"What do you think the Corpse Cult is? Tell me quickly, where did you lure those few hundred zombie to? If you don't want to tell me, you should know what your fate is. " The Third Rank Evolved Human stared at me, ye Li.

"Hongye." Ye Lee called out to Hongye.

Hongye naturally understood what Ye Lee meant.

Roar!

In an instant, these dozen or so Corpse Cult's genetic martial cultivator died with everlasting regret.

Ye Lee looked at the corpse on the ground and couldn't help but shake his head, "Why is it that no one believes what I, Ye Lee, say?"

Without much hesitation, Ye Lee and Hongye walked toward the mountain of corpses.

Ye Lee and Hongye came and went, and in an instant, they arrived at the main hall of Corpse Cult.

There were people from both sects sitting in the main hall of the Corpse Cult, and a cold old man was sitting on the throne right above them.

They were discussing something, but the sudden appearance of Ye Lee and Hongye shocked them.

They were both High-Grade Evolved Person, and yet they hadn't noticed their sudden appearance in the main hall.

Thinking of this, everyone in the main hall of Corpse Cult was shocked.

"Who are you?!"

A Seventh-order Evolved Human stood up and questioned Ye Lee and Hongye coldly.

Ye Lee's face was as calm as water, and Hongye's fair face was as cold as ice. It was as if they did not put these people in their eyes at all.

"Even if I told you, you wouldn't recognize me. The reason I came to your Corpse Cult was to find an axe." Ye Lee spoke slowly.

An axe?

The dozen or so people in the Corpse Cult's main hall were stunned. They didn't expect Ye Lee to say something like this.

"Are you talking about the stone axe on top of the corpse mountain?" Seventh-order Evolved Human spoke again.

As Ye Lee expected, he guessed that the treasure of the Super Treasure Map was a Pangu's Axe fragment, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Before Ye Lee could say anything, a First Grade Evolved Human ran into the room in fear.

"Something bad has happened, sect Master!"

When the people in the hall heard this, they all stood up from their seats.

"What happened!?" The Sect Master of Corpse Cult, zhang Tong, hurriedly asked.

"The hundreds of zombie underneath the mountain of corpses have all disappeared, and there are also more than a dozen corpses of Corpse Cult disciples."

What!!?

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the main hall of the Corpse Cult sucked in a breath of cold air.2

"You, what you said is true?" Zhang Tong asked in shock.

"It's absolutely true, sect Leader." The First Grade Evolved Human answered in shock.

After that, everyone in the hall seemed to have thought of something, and they all looked at Ye Lee and Hongye at the same time.

"Did you do it?" Zhang Tong stared at Ye Lee and Hongye. His already cold face became even colder.

Ye Lee smiled, "It seems that you are not too stupid."

Zhang Tong couldn't help but feel angry when he heard this. He wanted to let out a thunderous anger.

"Sect Master, this girl doesn't seem to be human!"

Suddenly, a Seventh-order Evolved Human cried out in alarm.

Everyone in the hall hurriedly looked at Hongye. They were all High-Grade Evolved Person, so of course they could see something.

How could this be possible!?

It didn't matter if they didn't look, but when they saw High-Grade Evolved Person, they were scared out of their wits.

"Sect, Ancestral Zombie?"

When it came to Ancestral Zombie, the degree of corpse transformation on one's face was almost non-existent, and one's eyes would also turn black.

The only thing that could be distinguished was the aura.

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