At the end of the day, Yang Tianxing couldn't help but make a joke.

Just kidding.

For Yang Tianxing, this matter doesn't seem to be a matter at all, but only the people who are beside Yang Tianxing can see Yang Tianxing's tightly clenched fist, the fingernails have completely penetrated into the palm, and the fist behind his back is constantly dripping a little bit of blood.

Seeing his subordinates commit suicide in front of him and kill each other, although he reasoned and told Yang Tianxing that this was the best thing to do, and he could avoid more losses, but ...... The resentment in Yang Tianxing's heart could not be changed.

A young man rolled up his sleeves, and his face changed suddenly, although he had already thought of it, but ...... When this happened, the young man could not help but feel a little sad, and his arms were covered with rotten blisters.

Himself, poisoned.

With a bitter smile helplessly, the young man cheered up, closed his eyes, and in an instant, a treasure knife slashed over, and slashed his head...... In fact, it is not so painful, and the head is cut off directly with a knife, which is far from the painful feeling that I imagined.

Similar situations keep arising.

In the blink of an eye, there were countless more corpses on the ground.

These are people who have signs of poisoning on their bodies.

"Okay, others, leave for the time being, we will leave a place for you, leave here quickly, spread out of each other, don't lean together, to avoid toxic infection, half an hour, if there is no abnormality on the body, then basically there is no problem, the dead brothers are all heroes......" Yang Tianxing said in a deep voice.

A wide crack was exposed, and the players, one by one, spread out and quickly ran into the distance, leaving a long distance between them. Avoiding being infected by others is also to avoid the transmission of toxicity from oneself to others. If a companion is found to have an abnormality, these people will not leave their hands.

That picture can almost be called tragic.

Massively shattered corpses strewn across the ground.

A whole bunch of corpses.

Rumble......

With a blazing light, the Heavenly Sword slashed down directly from the sky.

Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble......

Sword after sword, each slash contained the strength and anger of Ziye's whole body, the ground was constantly trembling, and after slashing out dozens of swords one after another, a place finally appeared on the ground that was wide enough, deep enough, and enough to accommodate those corpses. With the efforts of some members who were not afraid of poison and took the antidote pill, the corpses were pushed into the pit and buried.

It's just that there are too many brothers who have died, and the number is unimaginable, at least more than half a million brothers have died.

The corpses were covered with a large area, and even if they wanted to bury them all, they couldn't do it at all, and the remaining corpses were found in the trees that had not burned out on Hengshan. One by one, they were lit and all cremated. Even the toxins in the air are gradually dispersed by the smoke.

As for those who left, there were tens of thousands of people who were contaminated with toxins. As a result, after being sent back by his companions, the others were basically fine.

You don't even have to count the number of people, just a glance at it, you can almost guess how many brothers have died.

Millions?

Almost. Even if there are not millions, it is estimated that there will be a lot of them.

This kind of loss, the determination of the companion to die generously. The shattered corpses on the ground, everything, made these players hold a fire in their hearts.

A terrifying flame, a flame that is about to burn the whole person completely.

Although the loss this time is not small, but the remaining members, that kind of anger, has reached an indescribable level, now, these people want revenge, want to use the most spicy means to avenge their brothers, so that the death of those brothers has its own value.

They are now desperate to find those enemies, and to vent all that flame on them one by one.

A danger that might bring unspeakable losses to his subordinates, and may even be directly wiped out, was resolved by Yang Tianxing with the smallest means, and at the same time, he also fully mobilized the anger in the chests of the remaining members of his subordinates, and under this anger, the combat effectiveness of the members increased by three layers out of thin air.

Rumble......

There was a violent roar in the distance, and that movement seemed to tell everyone clearly that it was the enemy's hiding position, which was unusually eye-catching.

Zhou Bo has disappeared, and at the moment when he found out that something was wrong, Zhou Bo's whole person had disappeared, originally because he didn't care, so he didn't know where the enemy was, but when Zhou Bo understood that there was an enemy sneak attack, the enemy's location, and he couldn't escape Zhou Bo's gaze immediately.

When Zhou Bo appeared thousands of meters away, what he saw was an endless number of players, all of them were full of madness, members of the Dead Army, members of the Tianxia Association, each of them was blind, his eyes were dull, he couldn't see the slightest emotion on his face, his face was stiff, if it weren't for these people's movements, Zhou Bo would even wonder if these people were ...... Corpse.

It's not the kind of bouncing zombie, it's just the kind of stiff corpse.

What these people brought to Zhou Bo is such a feeling. It's just that from the depths of these people's eyes, Zhou Bo vaguely seems to be able to see a figure constantly struggling in the souls of these people, wanting to break free from the shackles that bind him, and wanting to change this tragic fate.

Everywhere there are that kind of figures, everywhere there are that kind of phantoms.

What Zhou Bo saw was not a dead man, not a ...... It's the ones who are constantly struggling.

However, these souls are completely bound by their own shells, and the shells have adapted to the poison, and the shells have long been out of their own control, and the souls cannot be redeemed at all.

I can't imagine how penetrating that kind of picture is, even with Zhou Bo's strength, under the gaze of so many pairs of godless eyes, Zhou Bo couldn't help but feel that his whole body was completely cold, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Just in front of that, in the center of the crowd, Zhou Bo vaguely felt a few breaths.

Is that...... Ground Leader...... The breath of the master of the land list.

Supreme.

The wind is far away!

Wind Xiao Xiao!

Sea in the clouds!

Yang Guo......

A few people, it is the breath of these people, it is these damn guys, maybe they know that Lu Dao can't be the opponent of Luoyang City, so they use this method, but now, Zhou Bo's anger towards these people is not their despicable means to kill the masters of Luoyang City, but those souls who are completely bound...... (To be continued......)