The dragon hung his head and didn't say a word, the corpse king laughed twice and left, the laughter echoed in the sky, until it dissipated, and then the dragon slowly squatted down and took Su Mo on the ground in his arms.

Su Mo, who was embraced, couldn't see the monstrous anger in his eyes.

He summoned a smile with a calm face, and the pain slowly disappeared until the halo slowly penetrated the surface of his skin. The discomfort in his body gradually recovered due to the departure of the Corpse King, but Su Mo still felt a sense of exhaustion.

The helplessness of being trampled under her feet deepened Su Mo's desire for strength, sitting on the space spiritual spring, she didn't believe that in her lifetime, she couldn't kill the corpse king!

Ten fingers into a fist took a deep breath, Su Mo raised her eyes coldly, those bright eyes full of aura were indescribably indifferent and alienated, she didn't look at Wanyan, stared at the dragon who was leaning against the edge of the door and was not thinking about anything, "It's useless for you to threaten Shang Qi with me, you know this very well." ”

Wei Wei was slightly stunned, did not look back, Su Mo was a little frustrated for some reason, and there was an indescribable loss in his heart.

Although she didn't want to admit it, her indifferent appearance and rational and clear words just now pierced her heart for a while.

He's a zombie...

Why do you somehow rely on him...

Su Mo closed his eyes tightly, put aside his absurd thoughts, and listened to the dragon and say lightly, "You stay here to rest, no matter what happens outside, you don't have to come out." ”

Su Mo didn't say a word, Xiao Wei lowered his eyes, then glanced at Wanyan, and the two left one after another.

The wind-based ability is like stepping on snow without a trace.

As if all of a sudden.

The strange magnetic field fluctuations instantly disrupted the original attack direction of the ability, and the fluctuations of the sense disappeared, and an extremely unfamiliar thought followed.

The crowd gradually forgot what they were going to do and who their enemies were, and the positions where they swung their knives abruptly changed, and instead fell on the teammates next to them.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, but it is just a moment of panic, and it is the ultimate difference between life and death.

For a while, the screams and roars from the human race continued, Shang Qi squinted and stood on a high place, without moving, but the overwhelming light system of the zero six energy slight movement was sprinkled all over the earth, but the spiritual manipulation was extremely domineering, but after a few seconds, the crowd became more and more crazy and stretched out their weapons to their own people.

After the zombies for a while, the eyes of human beings were no longer emotional, and they were replaced by almost numb bloodthirsty killing intent, which was still aimed at people.

Not to mention the low-level abilities, even the sixth-order secret service team is also a little difficult to deal with, the thoughts imposed in the brain and the fear of the unknown occupy the whole body, reason collides with extraverted energy, vowing to fight for your life and death, and it is extremely painful.

How dare Shang Qi delay, a huge ice wall rose from the ground, completely isolating the zombies from humans, and the coercion of the eighth-order ability of Long Yan penetrated the entire White Tiger in an instant, but suppressed that brutal control.

"Soul Emissary, Seventh-Order Spiritual Department, I can't suppress it for too long." Long Yan hurried over surrounded by Wu Feng and several people, his hands behind his back, and a pair of eyes fell directly into the bloody wind and rain under the platform.

Shang Qi frowned with a good-looking thick brow, "Only by killing that soul messenger can you regain sovereignty." He got up and heard a cold shout, "Wait."

Wu Feng's unfazed eyes instantly floated with a cunning look, and when he turned his head to look, the person who came was really Lin Xiaoxiao, who was slightly flustered.

The gaze was blatant and cheap, Lin Xiaoxiao's heartbeat accelerated irrepressibly, and it took her to endure and endure it before she forced back her abnormal thoughts, looked at Long Yan and the others and slowly said, "Jiu'er has gone, we just need to control this side." ”

For some reason, no one doubted the authenticity of these words, and no one thought about whether the other party could do it, just nodded, and there was a sense of relief and relief in his heart.

"It's better this way, I want this group of zombies today... There is no place to die! ”

The structure of the White Tiger is the same as that of the Green Dragon, all of which are guarded by three lines of defense guarding the inner perimeter, and any base that breaks through the gate is no different from destruction.

The zombie attack direction is integrated in the side and rear, and the front interferes to reduce the number of survivors in other areas, generally speaking, the zombie attack is the most fearful thing in the base, and it comes without warning, but today it is not.

Only the arms army needs to be in place in the front, and the other areas are guarded by the Adepts, each with its own duties.

"I can't feel any energy fluctuations, how can I find it?"

The knife fell in his hand, the ten fingers holding the long knife were thin and powerful, Fan Mengyan raised his head, and when the surrounding zombies approached, a burst of extremely cold energy poured out in an instant, and the zombies all fell to the ground with a twisted attitude.

One death is a piece.

After the surroundings were temporarily cleared, Fan Meng had time to look at Jiu'er behind him, who was tirelessly digging up the spar.

The light but fierce movements added to the strangeness of her delicate face, and she stepped past the corpse, but the hem of her skirt was not stained in any way.

Jiu'er raised her head when she heard the voice, and her glass-like eyes blinked, "Why am I looking for her?" ”

As long as she is here, Wanyan will inevitably come.

It's an intuition, it's not about strength, it's a woman's unique way of thinking, and people who are hostile to each other have a special magnetic field that only the other can feel.

Gravitational force, why do you need to be deliberate?

He lowered his head and pulled his clothes and wiped the hedron briefly, and the ability flicked into the space with a slight movement.

Fan Meng was also calm, curious when she heard the sound, but she didn't ask much, she just stayed quietly by Jiu'er's side, and after killing the zombies, she watched her dig up the spars, and kept moving forward without any purpose.

Maybe it was too leisurely, and after a while, two zombie commanders led by zombies and a group of zombies completely surrounded this area.

Jiu'er tilted her head with a sigh, but raised her head like a conditioned reflex, and at a glance, in the middle of the collapsed real estate, there was a small building of nearly twenty floors, and there was a fluttering figure sitting on the top roof, and her eyes fell directly on her, not dodging, not impartial.

It's time to come, it's finally here...

"Fan Meng, I'll leave it to you here."

Fan Meng nodded, and followed Jiu'er to look at the female zombies who were looking at them from the highest place, but at a glance, he felt a dull pain coming from the depths of his soul, and he didn't look down at the moment, and when he raised his eyes, Jiu'er's figure was no longer in place, and there was nothing in the same place.

The high-level energy is absolutely uncontrollable, and the figure is ever-changing, walking like a ghost in the night, the dragon pursed his lips and frowned, puzzled.

This is chosen because of its height, seeing far, the position is secret, the retreat can be attacked, and the advance can be defended. Coupled with the spiritual power control of him and the soul envoy, it would hardly be discovered by anyone, but the dragon spirit could not have imagined that Ji Jiu'er locked their position with just one glance.

Wanyan's energy has already entered the seventh-order, and the seventh-order soul envoy can control the living beings of a city.

But everything in the world, no matter who it is, has weaknesses.

The weakness of the Soul Messenger is that no one can detect her, because mind manipulation cannot withstand any interference from outsiders.

Especially opponents of comparable strength.

"Change places."

"Nope."

"You've been discovered by her."

"I'm going to kill her."

He doesn't believe in fate, and he doesn't believe in so-called obsessions.

It's just that when Wanyan looked at him with a pair of light and unfocused pupils, the kind of bond that seemed to be between the souls seemed to really exist.

If she agreed to obey his request at that time, she killed Ji Jiu'er.

For a moment, the spirit couldn't refuse.

But the soul messenger, as his hole card, is the last thing that the dragon wants to see against Ji Jiu'er.

Ji Jiu'er's difficulty has already refreshed his cognition, no ability is fashionable and so, after having an ability...

I can't imagine.

But such a human being, the benefits obtained after death can allow him to directly surpass the Corpse King.

Wei Wei's eyes flashed, "Okay." ”

This sudden turn and thousands of times Jiu'er didn't know, and it can be understood that even if she knew, she would follow it.

However, in order to kill her strength and find out Jiu'er's moves, the dragon recalled many zombies from other areas, and when she arrived in front of the building, she was greeted by a group of red-eyed and hideous zombies.

Jiu'er smiled lightly and hooked his lips, and the moment he raised his hand, the purple energy covered the zombie in an instant, and with the slender five fingers joining violently, the overwhelming purple energy fell suddenly, and for a while, the vibration of 'boom' was endless.

The zombie group's interference with her is just a combination of five fingers.

The night was quiet and windless, and a dryness slowly rose from the surface, Jiu'er stood safely in place, and saw where the purple thunder and lightning dissipated, and slowly walked out of a white figure. 5

I don't know why there are many more pictures in my memory, Jiu'er pursed her lips, and the scenes she crossed coincided with the person in front of her, her face was still the same face, but her joy, anger and sorrow were more vivid, but the one in front of her was like a puppet, only when the eyes touched the ancient ring in her hand, it was amazingly bright.

She loves Song Jue, and Jiu'er can't hate her for this alone.

It's just that the law of survival nowadays is either you die or I die.

"The ring... Give me. ”

Jiu'er raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "Take it with your life." ”

The two figures flashed in an instant, and collided together with lightning speed, and the weapons collided with each other, and the rising energy source went straight to the sky, illuminating half of the sky.

The two of them took half a step back in unison, and then their feet moved slightly to meet them again, and the skirt that was fast and only the afterimage swept across the elegant and solemn arc, like a thrilling dance, but the murderous intent was pervasive at every knee swing and waist rotation.

The two are on par, they are not yet aware of the immersion, but the dragon standing not far away can see clearly, Ji Jiu'er is obviously superior.

The tricky and strange move Wanyan coped with very hard, the dragon's heart moved slightly, the energy quietly seeped out, the crisis came to her face, Jiu'er felt it, but she lacked skills, so she had to suffer a dark loss, Wanyan seized the opportunity to slam her palm, and the pain caused by the five fingers carrying the seventh-order energy was extremely strong, and Wanyan instantly turned defense into offense, without giving Jiu'er a chance to fight back.

took advantage of his illness to kill him, and the zombies used this point to be superb.

The dragon stood on the side, and the energy surged, and the sharp blade mixed with the cone spread under the storm, but it stopped halfway, and before he had time to ponder why, a low and hoarse male voice sounded behind him, "Your opponent is me." ”

The strange mask is mysterious in the night.