Holding the ring of clear springs in his hand, Qin Ping had never felt that it was so easy to kill zombies, after the blade touched the zombies, he directly cut the zombies in two, is this the mysterious power from the east? Love, love, Qin Ping seems to be a little addicted to this way of killing zombies, but now is not the time to love war, Qin Ping ran all the way forward, with the blessing of the clear spring ring, Qin Ping ran for more than half an hour with a face on his face, still full of physical strength, and the feeling of complete unity between spirit and body is cool!

But Qin Ping's speed is still too slow, at a speed of forty to fifty kilometers per hour, he has to run until dark, but Qin Ping's perception of Lin Ruochan in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, Qin Ping is so anxious that he doesn't want to stop on the road for a second, he can't wait to see her right away, what is going on? This is Qin Ping's biggest question now, for five or six days in a row, Qin Ping's inner throbbing has not stopped for a moment, what has made her so frightened for so long?

Qin Ping's ground speed was almost the same as that of the zombies, in addition to killing the zombies in front of him, Qin Ping also occasionally looked at the route marked on the Circle of Origin to prevent himself from going the wrong way, at this moment, Qin Ping suddenly realized that since he was running, why didn't he just walk in a straight line? Instead, do you have to take a long detour and take the highway? Qin Ping scolded angrily in his heart, why was he so stupid, so he jumped off the highway and headed straight in the direction of the North Dynasty.

Qin Ping passed through one village after another, and the lower road was no higher than the highway, and the number of zombies gathered together was significantly increased, after being magnified a thousand times, Qin Ping had to kill hundreds of zombies every time he passed through a village.

"Damn! I'm so confused! Kill all the way like this, when will it be a head? "It is difficult for the zombies in the village to stop Qin Ping's progress, but Qin Ping does not dare to slack off at all, he needs to kill the zombies, and the zombies need to assimilate him, and he only needs to be careful, maybe he will be doomed.

After walking for more than half an hour, Qin Ping found that his speed had not only not become faster, but had slowed down, but at this point, what else could he do? He could only rush forward, Qin Ping unconsciously rushed to a wasteland, this is really a wasteland, just like the Sahara Desert, except for the red soil all over the ground, there is no other life, and even, Qin Ping couldn't find even a zombie at a glance.

"Red clay?" Qin Ping said strangely: "What kind of place is this, how can there be red soil?" "As far as Qin Ping knows, the surrounding area where he is located, the geomorphological characteristics are completely the same, all places are loess, how can so much red soil suddenly emerge?

Qin Ping felt that something was wrong, and stepped up his pace, the so-called abnormal things must have demons, even zombies dare not set foot in the land, Qin Ping didn't want to stay for a moment, he ran towards the distance with a sword in hand, and just walked not far, Qin Ping felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him behind him, Qin Ping didn't dare to look back, and the chip couldn't play a role, however, just by instinct, Qin Ping understood that if he turned back, there was only a dead end waiting for him.

However, the creature behind him seemed to be getting closer and closer to him, Qin Ping felt that his back was about to be pierced by those terrifying eyes, Qin Ping swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking that when it reached behind him, he would immediately turn his head and launch a surprise attack, since the difference in strength was huge, then he could only win with a strange victory!

"Three...... Two...... One! Qin Ping thought silently in his heart, when the count reached zero, Qin Ping suddenly turned around and stabbed at the creature behind him with his sword, but when he turned his head, there was nothing behind him!

Then, Qin Ping felt that his eyes were dark, and behind him, a huge black shadow was watching him.

Qin Ping instantly seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and at that moment, the blood on his body seemed to have coagulated under his gaze.

"Damn, what a monster along the way!" Drops of cold sweat slid down Qin Ping's neck, his limbs were stiff and he couldn't move, Qin Ping turned his head with the last of his strength, and finally saw the true appearance of the monster in front of him: a huge armor was carved with skeletons, the dark blue fire seeped out from the gaps in the skeletons, and the two thick arms stuck a thick sword on the ground, the sword was carved with runes from other civilizations, and the entire giant sword also emitted blue light with the blessing of the runes, and the mask on the man's head was actually a huge skull! Qin Ping didn't dare to look directly into the skull's eyes, just skimming it, Qin Ping immediately felt that his soul was wailing. What didn't match this giant was a tattered hooded cloak on his body, so tattered that it could barely hang down to his waist, and it was so tattered that the whole cloak had turned into strands and swayed in the wind like a girl's hair.

"In my name, I command you to join me in a miracle!" Two dark blue flames suddenly emerged from the skeleton's eyes, and a calm and powerful old male voice reached Qin Ping's ears.

"No kidding! Who are you! Qin Ping felt as if his throat was being choked tightly, and he struggled to say a few words.

"In my name, I command you to join me in a miracle!" The deep voice came into Qin Ping's ears again, and this sound echoed in Qin Ping's brain, causing Qin Ping to lose consciousness for a short time.

"I ...... I'm not going with you. I...... I'm going to the Northern Dynasty! Qin Ping's whole body was trembling violently, is this really a human being? Why did it give him such a strong sense of oppression?

The old man didn't speak, he pulled out the giant sword inserted in the ground and slashed at Qin Ping, Qin Ping used his last strength to barely raise the sword, but Qin Ping knew that for this kind of giant sword, he was powerless to parry it with one hand.

The old man's movements were not fast, the giant sword fell on Qin Ping's head at a speed visible to the naked eye, Qin Ping thought to himself, this is really the end, no one will be able to save him again, however, this sword did not cause harm to Qin Ping, but passed through Qin Ping's body, after a period of dazzle, Qin Ping entered a cold and damp underground palace, he got up from the ground, looked at the huge gear that was slowly running above his head, and on the throne in the distance, a young man was sitting precariously, he waved his hand to the old man standing aside, and said: " Old man, you go down first, leave it to me here, and I'll have a good talk with him. ”

The old man nodded, and the cloak behind him turned into black shadows, enveloping the old man, and then disappeared into the shadows.

"Hello! Welcome to the Miracle! The young man on the throne said.