"Falk Squid, Falk Squid ......"

A muscular foreign believer, wielding a sharp dagger, shoots at the people around him like crazy.

But for seven or eight seconds, there was a wail, and blood was all over the ground.

The foreign believers who made all this seemed to have seen something terrifying, turned around and fled in a panic, stepped on the air, fell into the Japanese base in the crack, and fell to their deaths.

Ying Rainbow retreated to the left under the protection of a group of believers who had not fallen into the illusion.

Hu Bayi and his party retreated to the right, and there was a small episode in the middle, the big golden tooth that fell into the illusion, because the combat power was too low, as soon as he started, he was beaten by Wang Kaixuan and knocked unconscious.

Suddenly, a stronger red light shot out from the crack, slanting towards the top of the tomb world, shining on the beautiful red crystals, instantly reflecting the world into a blood-red killing field.

Cao Yi, who was standing in place and shaking Sanqingling, acted as if he was stuck in the quagmire.

Crisp ringtones, coming and going.

A bad feeling rose in Cao Yi's heart.

Within a few seconds, the scene in front of me changed.

A few zhang away there appeared a foul-smelling yellow pool, the surface of the foam continued to bubble out, it looked very disgusting, suddenly many places of water to the surroundings, a dozen wearing tattered leather armor, armed with black scimitars, rose up, they all looked hideous, the eyes were resentful.

Cao Yi couldn't be sure if these people were fake, or Hu Bayi and his party, Ying Caihong and his party, with their swords in their chests, and put on a defensive posture.

With the sound of heavy footsteps and the strong stench, more than a dozen hideous-looking ancient soldiers came closer, brandished the scimitar in their hands, and slashed down without hesitation.

Cao Yi responded to the enemy with a peachwood sword.

The peachwood sword, born in a thousand-year-old peachwood, has been trained by the masters, and the hardness of the peachwood sword far exceeds that of ordinary weapons.

Every time Cao Yi struck, he would interrupt the weapons in the hands of the ancient soldiers.

Because it was a fantasy realm, the ancient soldiers were not afraid of death at all, and their weapons were broken, and they still rushed forward without their lives.

The place to move is limited, and Cao Yi has no choice but to make a heavy hand and knock over the ancient soldiers one by one.

In the middle, when it hit a soldier's chest, there was a soft feeling.

I don't know who hit in reality!

"When", "When", "When"......

Before Cao Yi could breathe a sigh of relief, the continuous sound of metal clashing came from all directions, as if there were thousands of people.

"No, the more you fight, the more you fight!"

Cao Yi's face became very ugly.

"Dang" and "dang" are getting closer and closer, but not a single soldier appears.

Cao Yizheng was puzzled, and a hand as black as ink appeared in the crack not far under his feet.

didn't want to hurt people by mistake like just now, and didn't want to be restrained, Cao Yi simply jumped into the middle of the platform.

The first one, the ancient soldier came out, and before the scimitar in his hand was raised, he was slapped down by Cao Yi with a sword.

The second,

Third ......

I don't know how long it took, Cao Yi felt that there were at least 500 ancient soldiers he had defeated.

Suddenly, the peachwood sword sank, and the tip of the sword was grabbed by a hand as white as jade.

Cao Yi used seventy percent of his strength, but not only did he not come back, but he was thrown out by a strong force and fell onto the suspension bridge.

With a bang, a long-handled axe poked out of the crack, and then a tall figure in black armor crawled out of the crack.

Cao Yi looked up and was just in time to meet a pale, cold female face.

It's not the same as the previous one.,Could it be the thousand-year-old zombie in my imagination.。

Bang!

The thousand-year-old zombie, or Yelu Zhigu, who was called Princess Ogu by later generations, landed on the giant axe in his hand, and several cracks immediately appeared on the extremely hard platform. You can see how heavy the giant axe is.

Cao Yi once again crossed his sword in his chest.

Yelu Zhigu, dressed in pitch-black armor, raised a giant axe and walked slowly with heavy steps. The invisible momentum is compelling! Endless killing machines!

When the distance was two meters, the two shot at the same time.

Yelu Zhigu took advantage of the heavy weapon, and Cao Yi suffered a big loss with a single face, and almost fell off the suspension bridge.

"No, you're not an illusion created by the flower on the other side, you're a real thousand-year-old zombie!"

Cao Yi, who was numb in his mouth, came to his senses.

At this moment, a pleasant bell sounded.

All illusions in front of him vanished.

Cao Yi saw that Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan were shaking the Sanqing Bell that he had accidentally thrown away just now.

Shirley Yang was seen rubbing his chest.

See, sitting in a pile of corpses, Ying Rainbow with a dull face.

Seeing Yoko with a face full of blood and still guarding Ying Caihong's side.

See corpses all over the ground.

See, three or four meters away, holding a giant axe, staring at his thousand-year-old zombie - Yelu Zhigu.

"Dao Chief, we can't hold on"

Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan tilted their heads at the same time, fainted, and Sanqingling rolled to the ground.

The illusion reappeared.

The magma everywhere, the hot gas spewing out, made people unbearably hot, and there were hundreds of corpses densely packed around, giving people the feeling of being in a sea of fire and hell.

The whole world, the people standing, there are only two left.

One is the thousand-year-old zombie Yelu Gu.

One is Cao Yi.

Jerugchu swung his heavy axe and slashed at it, making an unpleasant sound in the oppressive air.

Cao Yi took out a yellow talisman from the canvas bag, that is, the corpse talisman that he had been drawing for the past few days. One dodged, dodging the giant axe, and approached Yelu Gu's body, pasting the corpse talisman towards her forehead.

However, Yelu Zhigu was too fast, and it stuck to her helmet.

Sticking to the helmet didn't help, and Jerugiku continued to attack.

Cao Yi was looking for an opportunity to paste the talisman again, and at the same time tried to stab Yelu Zhigu's body with a peachwood sword. However, the thousand-year-old zombie body of Yelu Zhigu far surpassed the gold and iron, and the peachwood sword could not pierce it at all.

"The flower on the other side is mine"

Suddenly there was a roar.

The illusion in front of me disappeared again.

Cao Yi saw Ying Caihong, who was holding the Sanqing Bell, rushing towards him like crazy.

"Ying Jushi"

Cao Yi subconsciously shouted.

Ying Rainbow Neurosis flared up again, completely ignoring it, rushing behind Yelu Zhigu and making an attacking motion.

Sensing the approach of the living, Yelu Zhigu turned around with a sharp axe.

"Respect for the Teacher"

Ying Rainbow was pulled away by Yoko who rushed up.

The giant axe swept away, and Yoko flew out with a scream.

"Yoko!"

Ying Rainbow instantly regained consciousness and screamed. This child, whom she watched grow up, lost his young life in order to protect her.

The giant axe swept again, and Ying Caihong let out a miserable scream and flew down. A generation of cult leaders died as a result.

Jerodus turned back.

"It's late"

Cao Yi, who took the opportunity to paste it, pasted a corpse talisman on her forehead.

The giant axe landed on the drawbridge with a muffled sound.