The end of the crowd has gradually reached the center, and there is no point in Mo Fan continuing to stay in the high place, but the work after this break has not been arranged at all, after all, the plan is too hasty.

In desperation, Mo Fan could only jump from a high place and be responsible for guarding the end of the crowd.

In fact, it's not that there is no special arrangement, but the mages are also human beings, and this kind of thing is definitely the most dangerous after the break, and they naturally won't do this kind of thing that will be surrounded by the undead at any time if they want to save their lives.

The end of the crowd is indeed the most dangerous, and the mortality rate is far higher than that on both sides, if it weren't for Mo Fan and the Rapid Star Wolf guarding here, the entire tail would probably be blocked in the middle of the road by the group of skeletons and demons that poured in.

Once the undead stop the crowd, the truncated group of people has no chance of survival.

"Ka!"

Mo Fan crushed another undead crystal, and the magic energy in the nebula was only restored by one-sixteenth, which was very small.

This bit of magic energy couldn't even depict a mid-level star map, and he barely used the thunder seal to delay the pace of the undead who came up behind him.

Fortunately, there is a Rapid Star Wolf, which can destroy all the undead in the near body, so that Mo Fan can draw magic with confidence.

......

"~~~~~~~~!!!!!"

Not far from the street, a rumbling roar was heard.

The roar was accompanied by a furious black breath, which poured along the main road towards the retreating crowd, and the tin vehicles were swept to both sides.

The car flipped over, as if to make way for a huge machine, and Mo Fan turned his head. After discovering that this dark breath was rolling hundreds of meters, his face changed suddenly.

Meat Mound Corpse!!

It's the dark breath of the corpse of the flesh mound!!

Damn it. Didn't those two high-level mages restrain it?

The undead of the warlord-level are already harvesting life like a harvester in the crowd, if it is a command-level creature that breaks through. Not only the hundreds of people who have not yet crossed the street will die, but also those who have already reached the pedestrian street will not want to live.

At the thought that this fleshy mound corpse would swallow all these people into his stomach and transform them into skeletons, Mo Fan felt that his hairs stood on end! !

"Shadow Mage, evacuate the crowd quickly, the two of us are entangled, and the corpse is going to kill everyone!!" Zuo Feng's voice came over, with infinite self-reproach and panic in his voice.

"Damn, you shouldn't have let your companion go. Mo Fan scolded.

"If this news is not conveyed, more people will die!" said Zuo Feng.

"It's coming!" Mo Fan shouted.

The dark breath swept over the crowd about fifty meters and stopped. It was clear that the Flesh Mound was not trying to attack the crowd with this force, but was simply sweeping away the vehicles that stood in front of them.

Sure enough, the corpse of the meat mound stepped out of the powerful hind limbs, and the body was fat and fat, but this guy was a bouncy forward, and if he didn't bounce once, it was fifty or sixty meters, and he arrived at a distance of hundreds of meters!

"Run, don't make meaningless sacrifices!" Praetorian Mage Left Feng chased after him, but unfortunately he couldn't use effective magic to stop the devastating pace of the Flesh Hill Corpse Minister.

"Knock !!"

"Knock !!!"

Every step of the corpse of the flesh mound. The whole street and the buildings on both sides shook violently.

With this size, and this ability to bounce, Mo Fan felt that a mountain was crashing into it at the speed of a sports car, especially the terrifying visual impact when he watched the body that almost filled the entire main road approaching. Heartbeat!

Escape!

This was the only thought in Mo Fan's mind.

This creature is simply not something that Mo Fan can stop now!

But there were three or four hundred people in the streets.

The corpse of the meat mound can swallow hundreds of people in one bite, and then a dark breath. Another hundred people were slaughtered, and the remaining 600 or so people were not enough for this meat mound corpse to kill!!

"Run. It's better to be alive than anything else, don't hesitate. Run!" Zuo Feng shouted at Mo Fan in the voice of his heart.

Dead, there is nothing, Zuo Feng knows that he is burdened with a huge crime this time, but he doesn't want these mages whose conscience sent the crowd to die together.

The mages are fleeing now, most of them have a chance of survival, the corpse of the meat mound is targeting the crowd, it wants to turn all the seven hundred people into its skeleton army, and the mages can't be buried with them!

......

The young man of the healing department looked at the corpse of the flesh mound that jumped not far away with a frightened face, and his heart was already desperate.

Is such an undead creature something humans can compete with?

The powerful destructive power of the mage can't shake this guy's huge body!!

The crowd was in a panic, they had already seen the corpse of the Meat Mound.

No one would be blind to such a large body, and compared to the rotting corpses, demons, and skeletons around him, they were too unworthy of fear. In the face of the group of undead, people will still have the sense of survival to escape, and in the face of the corpse of the flesh, the mind is blank, so desperate that they feel that their small body is dead.

The crowd was silent and silent.

Those people on the periphery have given up resisting the rotting corpses, their throats have been bitten in confusion and despair, and there is still a trace of sad happiness at the last moment of the passage of life, so that it may be much better to die, not to face the mental torment and the extreme misery in the end!

"Scream, scream, scream, you know how, you Praetorian Guard mages are so famous that you can't do anything worry-free!!" Zuo Feng's noise was all in his ears, and Mo Fan's anger exploded all of a sudden.

"You...... What are you talking about?" Zuo Feng, the Praetorian Guard mage, was so stunned that he listened to Mo Fan's scolding.

Zuo Feng was not through the voice of the heart, but Mo Fan's roar was quite loud, and it could be heard from this distance.

Mo Fan didn't pay attention to Zuo Feng anymore, and when the roar sounded, Xiao Yanji had already drilled out of its contract space by herself, and this little padded jacket with the same heart had already understood the anger in her father's heart!

"Possessed!"

Mo Fan gave the order.

Although Xiao Yanji was tired, she still ignited the fire of the Heavenly Tribulation all over her body, and slammed it directly into Mo Fan's chest with this raging fire.

"Puff ~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!"

At that moment, the Heavenly Tribulation Flames exploded from Mo Fan's body, so violent that thousands of tongues of fire danced wildly at the same time.

The fire was burning, and Mo Fan, whose body was burning, closed his eyes at this moment.

His mind entered the world like lightning into the world of the little loach pendant.

The essence that had just been condensed was taken out by Mo Fan and transported to the fire nebula of the spirit world at the fastest speed.

The Fire Nebula was a little dim due to the lack of magical energy, but the 48 stars became crystal clear after being strengthened with Spirit!

As Mo Fan instilled the spirit into the last star, suddenly the entire nebula surged with a layer of fire-colored aurora, gorgeous and colorful, and the entire 49 stars were all crystal red, rotating with the most fascinating fire power!

In the spiritual world, all 49 stars are ablaze......

Outside his body, Mo Fan was set off by the flying flames like a flame demon, he grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, and the flame energy on his right wrist was so surging that he was about to rush out !!!of his body at any time (to be continued. )