"Fellow with the Son!"

Another familiar face, mighty and hideous, the strongest of the living dead.

It shouted, again just one sentence, and then vanished, and as the fluorescence dimmed, another long hair fell with that sparkle and burrowed into its body.

"Fix my spear!"

The shouting continued, the face continued to disappear, and the long hair continued to fall.

"Enmity with the Son!"

More voices rang out, more faces disappeared one by one, and in that gaze, there was nostalgia, nostalgia for everything in the world, all of which were reluctant, reluctant to succeed, and passed away first.

This is their last moment, and it is also the most glorious moment, this is the moment when their obsessions converge, and it is also the moment when they are anxious to move forward and do not know the way forward.

"See everyone off~" shouted the leader of the yellow-skinned humanoid.

All the living dead began to chant in unison: "...... With the son, repair my spear halberd, and work with the son...... Dress with the son, repair my armor, and walk with the son......"

They have no power to save anything, so they can only send their relatives and friends on this last journey.

Laughed, the faces in the fluorescent all laughed, laughed happily......

"The weak crown is a captive, please Changying, the peerless light cavalry urges the battle clouds, fight! fight!"

The red-skinned figure with long hair groaned, and then its voice rose sharply, and by the last three times the word "war" came out, the momentum of its whole body had become majestic and vigorous, and it was chasing Nanfeng Ge.

Looking at everything, the strongest man in the blue-skinned human form said: "I am willing to sacrifice my life to perform the Heroic Spirit Technique, hmph, as the last strongest person, how can I lag behind you junior." ”

Then, a terrifying burst of mana emanated from the blue-skinned humanoid's body, and a shadow appeared in front of it, and then swelled up on its own.

The strongest of the blue-skinned humanoids was a group, turning into a blue streamer and smashing into the shadow.

"Hum~~"

The shadow made a whistle sound, and at this time, everyone realized that the strongest one had summoned a sea ship.

This treasure ship looks miserable, full of traces of the aftermath of the Great War, upturned sampans, broken hulls, broken sails.

Not only that, but if you take a closer look, you can also see the mottled vicissitudes of life everywhere, which are obviously in disrepair.

But despite this, this sea ship still gives people a majestic and majestic posture, and seems to have a sense of pride and immortality after thousands of tribulations.

"Is this a treasure ship, a real Zhenhai treasure ship, or the Zhenhai treasure ship of the Zhen clan?"

Looking at the bow of the ship, a blue flag, the blue-skinned figures recognized it at once, and they all exclaimed in surprise.

"Your Excellency actually went in, is this to give up your life to control the ship and give us a chance to survive......" The blue-skinned figures said here, and they fell silent.

The blue-skinned Zhenhai treasure ship is still changing, and a majestic momentum rises, pushing the surrounding space to ripple.

The changes here are too great, which makes the black-shirted figure feel very uneasy, but under the entanglement of Nan Fengge, he can't spare his hands to deal with it at all.

The changes did not stop there, the taller white-skinned humanoid no longer rushed back after being knocked away by the burning palm, and the mixed iron rod in its hand suddenly grew longer and larger.

Then the taller white-skinned humanoid, after one spell after another, the mixed iron rod floated on its own, and smashed into the burning palm.

The mixed iron rod was amazing at the moment, and the burning palm sensed that something was wrong, and he didn't want to fight hard, and was about to withdraw from the small building that was still holding each other.

But it was only at this time that the burning palm was surprised to find that at some point, he had been absorbed by Xiao Lou, and he couldn't dodge it even when he struggled.

Can't hide?

Since you can't dodge, I'll use you as a backing.

The black-shirted figure controlling the burning palm of his hand looked at the small building, and his heart was ruthless.

"Bang~"

The mixed iron rod struck the burning palm fiercely, and the palm sank, wanting to transmit the strength to Xiao Lou below, but at this time, Xiao Lou took the initiative to disappear, leaving the palm to bear everything alone.

Xiao Lou disappeared, and when he reappeared, a light shot out from the top of Xiao Lou, and with the mixed iron rod, it attacked the burning palm.

After all, the burning palm can be regarded as a big move of the black-shirted figure, and it is naturally not afraid to fight alone, but now that it is facing a combined attack, this is a little bad.

"Smack~"

The blazing palm flipped over, grabbed the mixed iron rod, the flames of the whole body rolled, and crushed towards the mixed iron rod, and the black-shirted figure decided to fight hard to suffer a blow from Xiaolou, and also to solve such an active, powerful and powerful weapon.

Maybe, you can snatch it up.

This is indeed a very good idea, with the absolute strength of the black-shirted figure, it may be able to achieve what it wants, but the premise of achieving all this is that it has to do its best.

At this moment, the beetail cone of Nanfeng Song was approaching step by step, and the red-skinned humanoid who had untied its long hair and used Heroic Soul Magic was rushing over, and the injury on his arm was also slightly deteriorating.

At the same time, the black-shirted figure also has to take care of the shield, so that the indifferent dragon of Wang Peng's trend will not have any more opportunities.

In such a state, how can it do its best?

Therefore, the locking of the burning palm on the mixed iron rod is not too tight.

As a result, the mixed iron rod that had been grasped very firmly suddenly shrunk, turned into a needle, and flew out from between the gaps in the palm, and at the same time, Xiao Lou's attack hit, directly hitting the joints of the palm, setting off pieces of sparks.

"You still haven't left, you're not like them, you have hidden moves, and you don't want us, you have the treasure you just got, if you continue to stay like this, you will die sooner or later." ”

The petite white-skinned figure said to the serious red-skinned figure, and the other party was standing beside it with two knives in hand, as if he were guarding it.

Looking at the petite white-skinned humanoid, the serious red-skinned humanoid asked, "Are you concerned about me?"

The petite white-skinned figure said lightly: "It's not that I care, it's just that you can't damage your comrades at will now, so you have to keep your own life." ”

"In that case, then you let me guard it, I know that I am not strong enough, but before I fall, you will be fine. ”

Although the voice is soft, the serious red-skinned figure still speaks firmly.

The petite white-skinned humanoid didn't care about each other anymore, and at this moment he and the tall white-skinned humanoid looked at each other, and then the two of them rose tall together, one brandished a mixed iron rod, and the other controlled Xiaolou, and rushed towards the burning palm.

The combined blue-skinned Zhenhai treasure ship also converged with the bald red-skinned humanoid, and after negotiating a few sentences, the two rushed towards the black-shirted figure.