c_t; At this pause, Tang Mingyang and Meng Baimei were already behind the team. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for Yue Shanqun and the others not waiting for him, Tang Mingyang saw it in his eyes and didn't say anything.

The walking corpse puppet has no control of spiritual thoughts, and its strength has decreased, and it only relies on brute force to attack.

Those three-pattern saints who rushed to the front, many of them were strong men who had lived for nearly a hundred years, and they had very rich combat experience, and they rushed forward, not to kill those walking corpse puppets, but to get rid of and knock down the siege.

Those walking corpse puppets that were knocked down immediately got up after falling to the ground, and when they saw that there were survivors coming back behind, they immediately abandoned the three-tattooed sage in front of them and turned to attack the people behind.

In the beginning, everyone went well.

can rush halfway, and the dense army of walking corpse puppets, like sea water, floods over, and there is no space for every person in front of them.

The team slowed down, and once it turned into a tug-of-war, then everyone was in danger, and it was very likely that they would be consumed here.

Sure enough, a three-striped sage who rushed in front of him, the soft sword in his hand pierced the eyes of the two walking corpse puppets in front of him like lightning, and he just wanted to take a step forward, when suddenly his feet tightened, and he was already hugged by a walking corpse puppet that fell to the ground.

"Get out of here!"

The body of the three-pattern sage powerhouse shook, and a huge force came from his thighs, wanting to shake away the walking corpse puppet that was holding his calf, but at this time, there were already two walking corpse puppets next to him, pounced.

These walking corpse puppets, none of them are afraid of death, all of them rely only on instinct, with a posture of dying with the enemy, they are not afraid of you at all, as long as you don't stab their eyes, they will keep pounced.

"No...... Help me!"

The face of the Three-Striped Sage changed, and he struck away the two walking corpse puppets that rushed in with a lightning wave, but at this time, the walking corpse puppet holding his calf violently crushed the bones of his calf.

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

The two Three-Pattern Sages next to them originally wanted to come to support, after all, at this time, everyone helped each other to be able to go further.

It can be seen that this man's leg has been broken by the walking corpse puppet, and they all have the idea of going to the rescue.

Just in the moment of hesitation, three or four walking corpse puppets next to him pounced on him, completely throwing the immobile Three-Pattern Sage to the ground, followed by a screaming sound.

The first Three-Tattooed Sage is dead!

Everyone's hearts were cold, and when they looked up, they were densely packed, crowded with walking corpse puppets, and the distance of dozens of miles, they could have rushed to it with a cup of tea, but now, they only felt that this distance was like the end of the world.

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The team of three hundred people rushed away in unison, and soon dispersed in the tide of the walking corpse puppets, and were divided by the walking corpse puppets.

"Follow me!"

Tang Mingyang walked in front, followed by Meng Baimei's four daughters.

Among them, Meng Baimei and Meng Qingmei are two-pattern sages, while Meng Jiuniang and Sister Wen are one-pattern sages.

Meng Baimei and Meng Qingmei stayed on both sides, while Meng Jiuniang and Sister Wen stood in the middle to respond.

Famous to the walking corpse puppets that are pouring in like a sea of waves, any complex move is to seek death, and here, the best move is a simple and straightforward one-hit kill.

At this moment, Tang Mingyang is like this.

He walked ahead, and he took another soft sword from the hand of a two-tattooed sage who had been killed by a walking corpse.

Two soft swords in his hand, in his hands, like two spiritual snakes, lightning here, pounced on his walking corpses, and fell down one after another, all of them with eyeballs pierced.

Meng Baimei and the others, who followed behind Tang Mingyang, were already dumbfounded.

What kind of swordsmanship is this, what kind of martial arts?

Fast! Ruthless! Accurate!

Crisp and neat, not muddy.

They followed behind Tang Mingyang, almost stepping on the corpse on the ground.

"Childe, save me...... Help me!"

Nearby, a hissing voice suddenly sounded.

"It's them!"

Meng Baimei turned her head and looked at it, it was the people of Camellia Nian and Yue Shanqun, who were now out of touch with the large army and were surrounded.

When they saw Tang Mingyang killing the walking corpse puppet like cutting grass and vegetables, they regretted it in their hearts, they knew that this was the case, they would have followed Tang Mingyang first.

Tang Mingyang glanced at it lightly and continued to kill.

In this tide of walking corpses, he can't take care of himself, he can only fight forward to kill, where is the spare strength to save people?

"This way!"

Tang Mingyang said coldly, looking to the left.

There, there are thirteen one-tattooed saints.

These thirteen people are the examiners!

They formed an offensive and defensive alliance with each other, and with their exquisite combat experience and awareness, the walking corpse puppets fell in pieces everywhere they went.

Their shots are even more concise and clear than Tang Mingyang, more efficient and faster.

Therefore, behind them, dozens of survivors soon gathered, forming a large force. Even those Three-Pattern Sages, seeing these thirteen people killing the walking corpses so efficiently, wanted to move closer to them.

These thirteen people don't care about others coming closer.

However, when Tang Mingyang approached, they all showed a look of vigilance.

The thirteen of them assessors formed an offensive and defensive alliance, and the reason why Tang Mingyang, who was also an assessor, was excluded was because Tang Mingyang was a second-pattern assessor, ahead of them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, everyone is an assessor, so there's no need to exclude me. ”

Tang Mingyang quietly said with a spiritual image.

Xiuyou smiled. These walking corpse puppets have no choice but to repair their friends. ”

Someone came in.

Tang Mingyang's cultivation was higher than them, and it was easy to kill them, so they were very jealous in their hearts.

"That's right, these walking corpses can't help me. But who knows what dangers await us after we go to the Yuansha Palace? One more friend is better than one more enemy. ”

Tang Mingyang said.

He said this calmly, but there was a hint of threat in his words.

He has made his position very clear, that is, we are either friends or enemies. I'm not happy, so don't think about it.

How could these thirteen assessors not hear the threat in Tang Mingyang's words?

The walking corpse puppets are not afraid of the attacks of the Psionic Image, but they are afraid. At this time, once Tang Mingyang used the spiritual sense image to attack them, then they would immediately die.

"Xiuyou, you're right, it's better to have more friends than multiple enemies. Before, we saw that the cultivator was a two-tattooed sage, so we didn't dare to contact the cultivator, but now it seems that we are too careful. ”

These assessors, in the Divine Domain, are at least antiques who have lived for tens of thousands of years, can bend and stretch, know how to make trade-offs, and immediately greet each other with a smile at this moment.

Tang Mingyang and these thirteen assessors gathered in one place, like a tiger with wings.

They stood in front, killing all the way, gods blocking and killing gods, corpses blocking and destroying corpses, and behind them and on both sides, there were those survivors who gathered to help resist, and for a while, a steady attack formation was combined.

Even those Three-Pattern Sages were very shocked by Tang Mingyang and the others' camp at this moment, and they desperately wanted to lean in this direction.

"Fellow Xiu, just now there was a sudden chaos in the army of walking corpse puppets, do you know what the reason is?"

An assessor asked Tang Mingyang.

"I don't know. ”

Tang Mingyang replied lightly.

"Oh. ”

The examiner's eyes flickered, and he felt Tang Mingyang's spiritual image, as if he was thinking about something. He didn't go any further.

The other assessors, who were also scheming, did not ask questions.

Within a radius of 20,000 meters, those walking corpse puppets who had been annihilated by Tang Mingyang's spiritual consciousness thoughts, a few minutes later, new spiritual consciousness thoughts came, and their lethality increased exponentially.

Tang Mingyang hesitated, should he use the power of the ancient sword scabbard again to extinguish the spiritual consciousness of these walking corpse puppets again, huh?

Looking at the attack intensity of the walking corpse puppet, although it has increased several times, he and these assessors still kill them like chopping melons and vegetables.

He didn't do it again.

After all, once you cast it, it consumes a lot of spiritual power on him.

However, as Tang Mingyang didn't show it, the survivors around him suddenly felt the pressure doubled, and the survivors who were originally separated from other places and struggled to resist were immediately unable to resist at this time.

In the blink of an eye, there were only seventy or eighty survivors of nearly three hundred people.

And divided into two camps, one is the first and second pattern survivors under the leadership of Tang Mingyang, the three-pattern sage, and the other is the three-pattern sage leader, who rushed to the front camp at the beginning.

These two camps are separated by a few hundred meters from each other.

"Come to us!"

Those powerhouses of the Three-Pattern Sage roared at the people in Tang Mingyang's camp.

As soon as they started sprinting with everyone, they planned to let these first-veined and second-vein saints act as bait to attract the attack of the walking corpse puppets, while they went all the way forward to kill.

The strength of the army of viable corpse puppets is beyond their expectations.

At this moment, seeing that there were so many people with such combat experience and martial arts in Tang Mingyang and the other teams, they had the idea of merging together, and at least Tang Mingyang and the other fourteen people were included in their team.

"Let's kill this side!"

There was an assessor's spiritual consciousness that transmitted the message to Tang Mingyang and the other assessors, and the direction in which they rushed to kill happened to be separated from those people from the Three-Pattern Sage camp.

Tang Mingyang watched quietly, and he didn't say anything.

How did he not know what these examiners had in mind?

They just wanted to use this army of walking corpses to kill these three-pattern saints.

Seeing that Tang Mingyang did not object, these assessors also breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

However, the people in the Three-Pattern Sage camp were furious.

"Boy, I ordered you to rush over to our side, let's all join forces, do you hear?"

There was a hot-tempered three-pattern sage, and when he saw Tang Mingyang and the others getting farther and farther away from them, he immediately roared angrily.

But no matter how they roared, how could Tang Mingyang and the others pay attention to them?

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing that Tang Mingyang and the others were disobedient, those three-pattern saints were very angry.

With their anger, their spiritual images instantly shrouded down, wanting to invade Tang Mingyang and the others' sea of consciousness, attack Tang Mingyang and the others' spiritual thoughts, and let Tang Mingyang and the others die in the walking corpse puppet.

At this moment, the faces of the other assessors changed, and what they were most afraid of was that these three-tattooed saints would tear their faces and kill them.

And Tang Mingyang's face was also ugly.

"You are also looking for death!"

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