The after the "merger" had a fierce light in their eyes, and they roared angrily and stumbled towards Yang Jian and his party.

Seeing this situation, Yang Jian's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but want to complain.

Just now it was a scene of deep friendship, but now it has become cannibalism, what kind of script is this?!

However, the instinct to survive made him make a decision immediately.

"This monster must be infinitely powerful, they are numerous, thirty-six strategies, go ahead!"

So, Yang Jian and his party ran away.

Behind, the monsters that followed also spread their legs and chased after them, making sure to tear the people in front to pieces.

"Head..." Old Hans looked back, "This monster has amazing physical strength, it seems that we are afraid that we will not be able to get rid of them."

"Hmm", Yang Jian thought as he ran, "It looks like I have to come up with some housekeeping skills to block them."

Yang Jian fumbled in his backpack with his backhand, and then took out a gadget.

"Neuerben, my trump card, help me stop the!"

"Bang!" With a loud bang, a heavily armed, handsome sword soul came out.

"I'm Neuerburn, I don't have an opponent in the Neupera region!" , Neuerben said confidently.

He was thinking about what kind of task the master would explain, but he saw Yang Jian and his party fleeing as if they were flying.

"Young man, you can resist for a while, and try to protect yourself!" , Yang Jian turned around as he ran.

Neuer looked back, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and cold sweat broke out.

There are at least a few hundred chasing after you!

"Well, I can handle this!" Neuerburn's legs were like clockwork, and he ran wildly.

It's a pity that Sword Soul is naturally a combat type, and running away has never been his specialty.

Soon, Neuer was surrounded, and the surrounded him.

Seeing that he had no way out, Neuer had no choice but to muster up the courage to fight to the death.

Suddenly, the shouts of killing were endless, and the sword aura overflowed.

Yang Jian and his group, who were running at the front, turned around and saw the dust caused by the fight, and they all stopped.

"Whew!" , Yang Jian couldn't help but gasp.

"Thanks to Neuerburn, we were able to escape," said old Hans, with his hands on his waist.

"This is probably the most thrilling journey I've ever had," Yang thought to himself.

"Papapa", there was a burst of crackling applause behind everyone.

"Thank you, distinguished guests, for coming all the way to your death!"

An old man with his whole body shrouded in a robe stood with his hands tied, looking at Yang Jian and the others in front of him with interest.

"Who are you?" , Yang Jian turned around.

"Old Vanobis, the chief high priest of the Violent Search and Capture Group is also!"

Without waiting for Yang Jian and the others to speak, this Nobis waved his hand.

"Enjoy: Mummies, Dance of Death!"