Chương 285: Eight-Armed Heretic And Hundred-Eyed Heretic

"Nngh—"

At this moment, Yang Fusheng's nose twitched and he slowly woke up.

His eyes lit up as he looked at the dragon spirit whose mouth was covered in black fog.

"It smells so good! Leave some for me!"

"Swish—"

The little dragon spirit sucked all the black fog into its stomach like a noodle. It wagged its tail happily and said smugly, "It's gone."

"Selfish bastard, you're already a Class 9. It's useless no matter how much you eat!" Yang Fusheng was exasperated.

Although he was a zombie, he primarily cultivated mental strength.

If it was an ordinary zombie, it would not dare to absorb the energy of the heretics, but he was not an ordinary zombie. On the surface, he was a Level 4 zombie.

But in fact, with the foundation of the Second Transformation of the Zombie King, he could recklessly devour energy of the heretics that was weaker than it.