Chapter 388 A coin always has two sides

Chen Ming released his Yin Qi. The surrounding air became colder. The zombie disciples all looked at Chen Ming in fear. They were different from ordinary zombie disciples who didn't practice the zombie sect's martial arts.

These soldiers were practicing zombie art. And they could feel that Chen Ming's Qi was filled with pure Yin energy. The kind that devoured their yin energy.

“Y-you are also a cultivator of undead art… Wait for me here. I will go and call my leader.”

The Zombie disciple soldier looked at his friend. before rushing out. Probably going to find his boss. Tang Huayin looked at Chen Ming before twitching his sleeve.

“What do you think Little Ming?”

“I think these people are interesting.”

“What do you mean? They are bad people who practice inhuman arts…”