Chapter 882: Dracula's Plague Poison

Aitma and Gora didn't release their spiritual tentacles, and Yan Jinbai may not know the bad news yet.

He laboriously pulled out a black long sword from his backpack and whispered, "Transfer, that old vampire's weapon, it should be a good treasure, I got it from them." ”

"The ominous sword, it's best to be taken away by these otherworldly people."

"I hate undead things, Dracula's old ghost must have put this sword on the old zombie and practiced every day, and you can smell that stench from afar."

The two elf elders continued to pull the skin while releasing a slight healing technique on the injured, Xu Zhi rolled his eyes, he now figured out how Yan Jinbai got this weapon, feeling that this sword is garbage for the elves, and he just wants to throw it away.

pinched Yan Jinbai's wound several times, and the young man's physical condition was faintly peeped out by Xu Zhi.

Dracula's Plague Poison: Derived from the power of the Plague Zombie, -1 health/2 hours, Plague Power erupts every 24 hours, -5 health, duration: 1020 days.

Yan Jinbai's experience didn't seem to be much better than him, Xu Zhi looked at the curse of Mograine's vengeful soul on his body, and felt that the two of them were unlucky.

"Vidnina, open your eyes and see if this plague poison can be cured in my friend's body?"

Xu Zhi picked up Vidnina's head, the spirit of the city lord of the city of death was quite weak, the almost annihilation of the troops of the city of death, and the collapse of the curse armor in front of her eyes, which seemed to make her have no faith and couldn't do anything.

Equally depressed was Hiss, the old lich who had extinguished the fire in his eyes and allowed the elves to bind the skeleton.

"When the artifact is broken, aren't you sad, depressed, regretful, or crying?"

"Regret, but the artifact can't come back, help me take a look at him, we're going back soon, can his terminal illness be lifted."

As Dracula's direct boss, Widrenina has high hopes for Xu Zhi, who is probably the most likely person in the venue to solve Yan Jinbai's illness.

"Go and wash in the fountain, maybe you can reduce some power" Vidnina muttered, "If he becomes an undead, he can also avoid this invasion, I think you should go and prepare the coffin in advance......"

"Shut up."

Xu Zhi threw Vidnina's head back in a sullen manner.

Looking at the brighter and brighter sky, they are running out of time, and they are getting closer and closer to the time to leave the ruins, how can they still have time to return to Tongquan and so on.

"Let's go back to reality and see how long we have to survive."

Now the two of them can only look forward to the transformation of the ruins and reality, or the high-level cultivators use internal qi to expel it.

In the battlefield, Gu Yuxi and Qiu Ying's figures were very active, like two little bees, and they were hung with a large number of weapons of various dark elves, bows, crossbow arrows, and daggers.

Xu Zhi thought about it, and also joined the plan to collect the scrape, and now it can't be transferred blatantly, but these weapons are worth a little money, even if they pay taxes, there is still a little earning, and mosquito meat is also considered meat, and it adds up to a lot.

"I'm so sorry for this trip to the ruins, you leave me a little bit."

Zhu Peggy crutches, struggled, slowly paced, and joined the action of picking up rags.

Cheng Xiping and Huang Fengxia couldn't move, and the two could only look at the few people who were sweeping on the battlefield on the ground.

Next to them, there were three other people who had just woken up after being treated, there was some confusion between their eyes, and when they were unconscious, they were swept by a death ripple from Vidnina, and then they were hit by a banshee scream, plus the previous injuries, Zhao Xinmeng and others looked sluggish.

The trip to the ruins is doomed to lose, and it is a good thing that you don't lose your life.

Holding five weapons in his left hand and five weapons in his right hand, Xu Zhi squatted on the ground, looking up at the sky, waiting dryly for the time to come.

"Good man, will you go back to Yeliu City with us?"

Pearl's eyes widened, and she looked at the other Lords, all of whom were arms in their arms, and their expressions were strange, much like some strange religious ritual.

"Pearl, we should go back, help me say goodbye to Bei Shaofen, and I will have a chance to eat bread with him in the future."

"You three guys, don't lick my head, I don't wear that crown anymore, I want to return it, you guys, one by one, you are all bad at learning, spitting, I tell you, this phenomenon is uncivilized, we don't advocate ......"

When Xu Zhinian was chattering, his body shook slightly, the sky in front of him turned blue, and the cool mountain breeze came out, and their figures had already appeared outside the ruins.

Outside the ruins, exclamations rang out, and it was obvious that the accident rate of the ruins this time was beyond the expectations of Locke Jiahui and others.

In addition to their wave of wounded personnel on the battlefield, there were also several who were not lightly injured, and this trip to the ruins was unexpectedly not smooth.

The war of the undead, the jungle, the dark elves affects quite a few people.

Everyone looks quite unlucky, Xu Zhi compares it like this, and feels that he is still a winner of a bumper harvest.

As soon as his thoughts turned, he suddenly felt that his body was empty, the stabbing pain on his shoulder was like a knife, and the black qi on his body was strong.

Mograine's curse of the vengeful spirit encountered some kind of sniping from the outside environment, and seemed to be putting up some kind of desperate resistance, and the consequences were also several points serious, and Xu Zhi trembled and polished the regeneration ring.

Suddenly, Yan Jinbai on the other side shouted, and the figure on the other side fell down instantly.

The plague poison of Dracula of Yan Jinbai also broke out.

"Oh no, they seem to have fallen under witchcraft in the ruins."

The eldest grandson, Wen Yao, helped Yan Jinbai up, and Luo Jiahui had already discovered Xu Zhi's abnormality.

"Hurry up, get ...... gas"

Xu Zhi only felt a cold internal qi coming from Luo Jiahui's hand, the pain was slightly reduced, and then there was a stronger stinging sensation, this pain spread all over the body, almost everywhere like a pinprick.

This time he couldn't hold back any longer, screamed, and fainted.

"It's so ruthless witchcraft, this is a life-stealing opportunity, there is no room for them, they survive this time, and it is inevitable that there will be aftermath, I don't know how long it will last."

Luo Jiahui's hand trembled slightly, he was not only good at poison, but also good at medicine, looked at Xu Zhi under his hand, and then looked at Yan Jinbai not far away, his head hurt.

Most of the sorcery in the ruins will be cut off directly after returning to the real world, and a small part will be left behind, which will disappear after a while.

There are very few tarsal maggots like Xu Zhi and Yan Jinbai chasing and killing, let alone sudden outbursts, which are powerful witchcraft and the collision of the real world.

Locke's mind moved slightly, his internal qi protected Xu Zhi's heart, picked up the other party's body, and between jumps, he had already arrived in front of the emergency medical equipment. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~