The mire is dead!

But Ye Mo was in no mood to celebrate at all, because Meng Luo had just been hit by the quagmire roar, and this kind of attack was almost incomprehensible, even a level 10 doctor couldn't do it, because these toxins were too complex, and even in the process of infection, other mutant toxins were produced.

No solution!

Unless you have Poison Resistance, or bring in a Doctor who is in an otherworldly field and knows how to "detoxify".

The abyss demons that came out of the big Lawson mire, no matter how low the level is, it is not easy to mess with, and this kind of "quagmire roar", about one out of ten thousand mire monsters, Ye Mo and their luck are quite unlucky.

As soon as Meng Luo was hit, he was already infected by the toxin, and within tens of seconds after that, the toxin attacked his cranial nerves, and now he has completely lost his breath.

He's dead......

A large hole was cut in his chest, his arms were almost rotten, and purple blood flowed to the ground, instantly corroding the surface into pits.

"Old Meng ......" Ye Mo closed Meng Luogang's eyelids with his hand, his face turned purple, and soon these toxins would seep out of his skin, and finally the whole person turned into a pool of purple blood.

"Lieutenant Meng!" Ye Xiu opened his mouth, and came over for a long time before he spoke, he was a little incredulous, the person who was alive just now died in front of him at this moment, without even saying a dying word, not even saying a word of goodbye.

Ye Xiu and Meng Luogang also have some friendship, the most important thing is that the two legions are next to each other, and Meng Luogang has also helped the Demon Legion before.

In the apocalypse, thousands of people die every day, but compared to the death of strangers, the death of people around them, that feeling, even more shocking, as if the heart was violently hit by something, and then suddenly hollowed out, the soles of the whole person's feet are itchy, the heart is beating rapidly, and there is a sour feeling in the back.

There is nowhere to rest in your hands, and your lips are dry.

Ye Xiu only now deeply realized that Ye Mo would say two words to them before every battle before-live.

Yes, even if there is no hope, no matter how hard life is, it is better to live than to die.

Although he had seen too many deaths, Meng Luogang's departure still made a trace of sadness flash in Ye Mo's eyes.

He suddenly panicked.

He had hated the Abyss Demons before, and he, like all humans on Earth, hated these demons who had invaded their homes.

But now...... He himself belonged to the Abyss Demon, and at least half of his soul did.

Who should he hate?

However, now was not the time for grief, he immediately put away his thoughts, took out an "Intermediate Blood Capsule" from the dimensional belt, and then gave a "Intermediate Yuan Qi" capsule to Ye Xiu.

Intermediate capsules, for their level, are completely sufficient.

"Eat it, and then go back to fighting." Ye Mo said heavily.

Ye Xiu pursed his lips and nodded.

Although he used to be a special forces, in that peaceful era, there was almost no such thing as too much violence, and even if there were, when they were fully armed, there were few deaths.

But the times are different now.

After experiencing this war, those who are alive will have a more profound experience.

The demon invaded, they have no way out, only strong is the best way to fight back.

There was no time to grieve, too late to bury the body, and the two hurried to another battlefield.

……

Ye Mo joined Yang Ou's side.

There were a lot of deaths, and almost a third of the people brought by Yang Ou had died, but everyone was concentrating on fighting against the abyss demon in front of them as if they hadn't seen it.

This is the battlefield!

There is no love for children, and there is no deep brotherhood.

Fortunately, on the other side, a golden skeleton also died.

As a result, only two swamp monsters and three golden skeletons remained.

Yang Ou and the others were a little depressed, because the marksmanship of this golden bone skeleton was a little weird, and it did not belong to the fierce type, but some water.

The spear whipped like a whip at the crowd, accompanied by a slight water stain.

Those water stains are heavy and sticky, and once entangled, they are difficult to shake off, and the area can become extremely heavy.

Yang Ou had already changed the third handle because the spear was too heavy.

But fortunately, although the other party is very powerful, the three of them can be completely entangled, but it is difficult to kill each other.

Brush!

Ye Mo sneaked in a shadow and jumped out directly in front of the other party.

"Amer......" Yang Ou and Chen Zifeng were anxious, "Stand back, let's deal with it here, you go somewhere else." ”

"Big brother, General Chang, distance yourself and prepare for a battlefield charge!"

"Ye Mo, don't be reckless." Chang Ge shouted, her hair that was originally coiled up was also messy, and a trace of sweat stuck to her hair, and her whole head was attached to her face.

She was a little panting, her physical exertion was too great, and she had a cut on her right leg, and the blood had not stopped.

The whole person looked extremely embarrassed.

"Trust Amer's judgment." Yang Ou knew his third brother very well, his body retreated wildly, and he began to prepare for a battlefield charge.

In fact, all of this happened in just a second.

Ye Mo and the Golden Bone Skeleton came face to face.

His pupils began to form a vortex - chaos!

The skill of "Chaos" is completely applied to the soul, so it is the most effective against fleshless creatures such as skeletons.

Ye Mo and the other party are only 1 level apart, it stands to reason that chaos can completely confuse the other party, but unfortunately, the number of chaos is completely determined by the skeleton clone.

The skeleton clone is now level 6, but it is still a lot different from this golden skeleton.

"The chaos was successfully launched."

"The other party is in a state of confusion, and the time is maintained for two seconds."

The body of the golden bone skeleton was stunned in an instant, and Ye Mo did not attack, because he knew that his attack could not break his head.

He instantly descended into the shadow plane, then quickly left.

At the same time, Yang Ou and Chang Ge have already launched a battlefield charge.

Sharp!

At the moment when the golden bone skeleton recovered, two spears had pierced its head at the same time.

The golden soul flame was extinguished, and a skeleton began to disintegrate, turning into powder.

"Look at the preacher!" Ye Mo shouted.

……

At this time, the battle between the preacher and the skeleton priest on the main battlefield also reached a critical point.

Behind the preacher, there was only one great day left, and his body was much more illusory, and it was obviously difficult to hold on.

On the other hand, the situation of the Skeleton Priest is not good, the Skeleton Throne has been completely shattered, the Dark Scythe has been broken in half, and one of its right feet has been broken, and the place where it was broken is charred black.

The preacher against the skull priest gradually gained the upper hand, and in the sky, the last great sun behind him, became more and more intense, and at last, like a small sun, lay in the air.

"Nine Turns of the Great Sun", this is not a skill, but a technique, a blessing from the God of Arrows, which can allow the archers to double the attacks they cast through the Nine Rounds of the Great Sun in a short period of time.

Now, the preacher has only one last big day left.

The Great Sun turned into one flaming arrow after another, and this time, there was no very special skill attack, and those flaming arrows were attached to the longbow.

Draw a bow, shoot an arrow!

Draw a bow, shoot an arrow!

……

The preacher stood there, and the next moment, a barrage of arrows, almost without intervals, burst out.

It was so fast and precise that no matter how much the skeleton priest tried to dodge, the preacher seemed to know what it was going to do next, and it blocked all its retreats.

After that, there was a series of explosions, and in the midst of the fire, there was a terrible roar of the skeleton priest.

"The preacher won." Ye Mo breathed a sigh of relief, although the strength of the two seemed to be not much different, but even before the Nether Realm, the Skeleton Priest was only level 19, and the preacher himself had truly stepped into the transcendent realm.

Prediction - this is the most important skill that archers and mages need to master, it is not a skill!

And if you want to master it, you must have a lot of experience.

With the death of the skeletal priest and the dissipation of the preacher's projection, this battlefield, for a moment, was as quiet as stagnant water.

Twilight is desolate......