", it's a vampire bat."

Everyone was still in a daze, Cao Qing's face had become extremely ugly, and Yan Jun on the side noticed that his hands were shaking, and he almost roared at everyone with a roaring voice.

The third son probably recognized it, and his face no longer looked at the usual calmness, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he pulled out the boning knife with a brush, his face was solemn and terrible.

"Is it still him, waiting for death, hurry up." Cao Qing shouted angrily.

Vampire bats are extremely dangerous and are commonly found in ancient tombs, feeding on blood.

Vampire bats have been asleep for most of their lives, and the reason why they appear now is completely awakened by them.

And with such a large area of vampire bats, even elephants are estimated to be instantly sucked into a pile of bones by them.

At present, this scene can no longer be simply described by the word trouble, but terrible.

Cao Qing was already extremely angry, and he wanted to hack the guy who broke the broken wall to death with a knife right now.

If it weren't for those damn guys, the sleeping vampire bats wouldn't have awakened, and they wouldn't have fallen into such a passive and dangerous situation.

But he can't care about this anymore, the only thing he can do is to escape, escape from this hellish place, out of the sight of vampire bats.

As for how many people can survive in the end, they can only resign themselves to fate.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Don't squeeze Lao Tzu."

"You don't want to live, Lao Tzu still wants to live."

The tomb became noisy again, and the evil of human nature was vividly reflected in an instant, and in the face of the threat of death, no one cared about anything else, and wanted to push all the people who stood in front of him.

Time is life, whoever runs fast can live, this simple truth, but now there is a bloody truth.

Yan Jun was also on the run, and he didn't want to stay in this hellish place for a second.

The swarm of bats in the cave had flown out, and the air was filled with a strong evil and terrifying aura, all of which was completely beyond the scope of what could be expected.

"Ahh Save me...... Help me. ”

Suddenly, a terrible scream rang out.

Yan Jun glanced back.

A guy who ran a little slower and landed at the end of the head, was chased by the bats, his back was torn, and the smell of blood attracted almost all the vampire bats.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Jun saw that the guy's face was sunken, and the blood was draining rapidly, and then the body.

Soon he was sucked into a dried corpse, just like the corpses under the ancient city that had been dead for hundreds of years and had long since been dried, and there was no blood on his body.

The man was lying on the ground, his eyes bulging out, and his face still showing a strong look of despair.

With one scream after another, there was a scream.

An atmosphere of despair began to spread in the hearts of the people.

Those vampire bats are like ghostly spirits, hovering dead overhead, and if they accidentally reveal the slightest flaw, they will stick to them in the blink of an eye, and then suck them into dry corpses.

In less than half a minute, four or five corpses had been thrown into the tomb, and the entire tomb was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

The seven or eight meter-long corridor has now become a hell on earth, a Shura field, and a slaughtering place.

The screams of one after another suddenly sounded, and the next moment they would stop abruptly, and no one dared to stop, or even dare to turn back.

No one dared to guarantee that they would be able to walk out alive, but if they could live a few more minutes, everyone had a frenzy on their faces, and rushed forward desperately.

It's just that this aisle of less than ten meters can be crossed in a few steps, but everyone has a strong feeling that it is like an insurmountable moat.

Everyone was crammed together, but the aisles were only so wide that they couldn't accommodate too many people at the same time.

The skinny guy was mercilessly squeezed to the ground.

They can only reach out to protect their chests and heads to prevent themselves from being trampled to death.

But even so, there was a cacophony of snapping in the hallway, the sound of bones being trampled.

The injured guy was lying on the ground, his face full of despair and unwillingness, but at this time everyone was exhausted, who cared about their life or death?

They could only wait for death in place, watching as the demons from hell tore open their bodies and devour flesh piece by piece.

Watching yourself die, it's not despair anymore.

"Go this way, go down!" Seeing this scene, Cao Qing waved his hand and pointed to the aisle behind him and yelled at everyone.

The current situation is no longer clear, walking into the ancient city may encounter the bloody corpse hidden in the dark, but if you go back and want to leave the ancient tomb, it is definitely a dead end.

On the two roads of certain death and possible death, everyone knows how to choose.

Even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance of survival, I believe they will desperately grasp the only straw that saves their lives.

The crowd in the aisle that was still going down frantically turned around immediately when they heard Cao Qing's words, everyone had red eyes, and all they could see on their faces was the word crazy.

Something like human nature isn't even a fart until life and death.

Cao Qing suddenly grabbed the third son's shoulders and pulled him to him.

A pair of eyes stared at him, his pupils were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily, like an angry beast.

"Third son, protect Yan Ye, even if you die, Yan Ye can't have a little accident."

"Did you hear that?"

Everyone around them fell into a frenzy, screaming, scolding, scolding and threatening constantly, and the sound that Cao Qing shouted with all his strength fell into the ears of the third son, which was not much louder than the cry of mosquitoes.

But the third son still heard it clearly, took a deep breath, his chest hurt uncomfortably, and when the air passed through his lungs, it would bring a sharp pain like tearing.

The third son didn't hear it, just nodded heavily, and said, "I know, Cao Ye, even if my third son dies, I won't let Yan Ye suffer a little bit of harm." ”

"Okay, Master Yan will leave it to you."

Hearing the third son's reply to himself, Cao Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as if he had left his last words before he died.

He no longer walked forward, but leaned against the wall, took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, his expression calm, completely unaware of the previous panic and uneasiness, which stood out in the crazy faces around him.

Seeing his uncharacteristic behavior, a bad thought suddenly arose in Sanzi's heart.

"Master Cao, what do you want to do?"

The look on Cao Qing's face was too familiar to him, it was the calm before he died.

Entrusting Yan Ye to himself, after fulfilling his last wish, he will most likely choose to stay behind and fight for a little chance for those who are still alive.

"Why do you have to report to you kid? Hurry up, don't disturb Lao Tzu's smoking, remember that your task is to protect Yan Ye's safety, if you dare to paddle, Lao Tzu will kill you. ”

Hearing the words of the third son, Cao Qing just glanced at him and scolded with a smile.

In fact, the meaning of his words is already very clear, that is, he intends to give them his life to fight for the last chance.

Sanzi's eyes turned red all of a sudden, hot tears kept falling from his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and shook his head vigorously.

"Master Cao, you have to go together, if you don't go, my third son doesn't plan to live alone."