"Mo Xian! Wake up! Mo Xian! Xue Zhihong struggled in the hands of this fake Mo Xian.

And this man known as MK130, the crack on his arm began to grow black scales like fingernails, and the thing was neatly arranged on his arm one by one, and soon became like armor, but his face was also covered with the black scales.

The MK130's eyes revealed ferocity and cruelty, and he threw Xue Zhihong to a tree as soon as he threw it, MK130's strength was so great that the trunk of the tree was broken by the waist, and the sound of Xue Zhihong's waist plate was also broken.

I saw Xue Zhihong lying on the ground moaning softly.

MK130 walked to Xue Zhihong's side and squatted down, pinching Xue Zhihong's neck.

"Humans?"

MK130 looked at Xue Zhihong with disdain, and Xue Zhihong couldn't cry out in pain.

"Die!"

MK130 raised his arm after speaking, only to see that his five fingers quickly fused together, and some black and red fleshy vines wrapped around MK130's palm, and the vines fused into MK130's arm until the vines disappeared, and in front of Xue Zhihong's eyes was a big knife with a cold light, and the big knife turned out to be one with MK130's arm.

MK130 raised the big knife and pointed at the tip of Xue Zhihong's nose.

Xue Zhihong felt a tingling pain at the tip of his nose, and at this time, MK130 raised his hand sharply and was about to slash at Xue Zhihong's head.

MK130 actually saw the floating window.

It is displayed on the floating window.

"Virus intrusion, activate the emergency anti-virus device, devour the virus!"

At this moment, I only saw that MK130 seemed to be very uncomfortable, and the big knife on the arm also disappeared, and what appeared was the palm.

MK130 suddenly lay on the ground and rolled, screaming as it flipped.

"Ahh

MK130's cry formed a sound wave, the sound wave exploded instantly, Xue Zhihong in front of him felt a tingling pain in his ears, and after a while, he felt that his ears, as if they had been cut off, were very painful but he couldn't hear anything, and he felt that there was liquid flowing out of his cheeks, Xue Zhihong raised his hand very hard to wipe off the liquid on his face, and put it in front of him.

"Blood!"

It turned out that the sound wave emitted by MK130 broke Xue Zhihong's eardrum, no wonder Xue Zhihong can't hear MK130's roar now.

He watched as MK130 rolled on the ground as if it were performing a pantomime.

Xue Zhihong tried his best to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't hear what he said, so he lay quietly on the ground with his eyes closed, waiting for the MK130 in front of him to execute him.

MK130 stood up tremblingly, his hands on his head, he just felt a sharp pain in his head, as if a thousand needles were stinging his brain.

He shook his head and destroyed the trees, constantly venting.

It didn't take long for MK130 to be much quieter, and he was on his knees with his arms hanging to his side.

Slowly, I saw that his arms began to shrink, and soon became the size of a normal person, and the scales on MK130's body were also falling little by little, and magically, when it fell to the ground, it turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the sky.

Soon, Mo Xian's body recovered, but Mo Xian's people fell to the ground with their eyes closed, and the beads of sweat on their foreheads also fell to the ground, Xue Zhihong saw Mo Xian, who was now back to normal, and ran up to help Mo Xian.

"Ah!! Yes!!! Xue Zhihong shouted with difficulty, but unfortunately Mo Xian and himself couldn't hear this shout.

When Mo Xian opened his eyes, he came to that magical world again, Mo Xian recalled that he received a system prompt that his health was dropping, and then the whole person was like crazy, and he fainted not long after.

He remembered that every time he came to this world, even if he didn't eat the spiritual power grass and returned to the real world, the whole person's spiritual power would be a little more, if he ate the spiritual power grass, then his cultivation would be much easier, and others would have to enter the next stage in three years, but he would only need three days.

Mo Xian began to be a little fascinated by everything in this world, he immediately got up and looked for the spiritual power grass, he jumped up and down looking for the spirit power grass, the whole person seemed to not know how to be tired, he was a cultivator and his own physique was better than others, so even if he ran all day, his person would not feel much fatigue, but it consumed his spiritual power.

When he was reborn, his spiritual power was pitiful, but fortunately, he found a spiritual power grass, and now it is different, almost every few steps he will encounter a spiritual power grass.

Mo Xian had a whim, why don't you find more spiritual power grass, keep some in your pocket, and bring it back to the real world to use when you need it urgently.

Mo Xian smiled at his high IQ, and without saying a word, he picked the spiritual power grass in front of him.

When he was reckless in this world, he didn't know that Xue Zhihong in the real world had encountered a group of zombies.

Xue Zhihong looked at the zombies not far in front of him, endured the sharp pain on his waist, grabbed Mo Xian's feet, and dragged him back vigorously.

Fortunately, those zombie groups had not yet found Xue Zhihong and the others, and they just limped towards the location where MK130 had just emitted a sound wave.

Xue Zhihong gritted his teeth and used almost all the strength in his body to drag Mo Xian to hide under a leafy tree, and the whole person was also sweating profusely.

He felt the remnants of the bones in his spine stabbing in his lower back, and his whole body was lying on his back, and his waist was not straight.

Xue Zhihong just leaned at the bottom of the tree, wiped the sweat off his face, and glanced sideways at the zombies in front of him, there were more than forty zombies, and the forty or so zombies were still walking in the direction where they were hiding.

What to do? What to do?

Xue Zhihong muttered in his heart, he didn't want to die, and he didn't want Mo Xian to die, after all, if he had the chance, he still wanted Mo Xian to teach him a few tricks, and he also wanted to break into the team of cultivators.

Seeing that the zombies in front of him were not far from where they were hiding, Xue Zhihong shook his head slightly.

Perhaps, Mo Xian is the savior! He can't be sacrificed!

Xue Zhihong gritted his teeth and rushed out, standing in front of these zombies and yelling.

"Ah!!h

After shouting Xue Zhihong, he ran to the other side, and those zombies also rushed towards Xue Zhihong like crazy, and the speed was on par with Xue Zhihong.

Xue Zhihong endured the severe pain and ran forward wildly, and glanced back at the zombie group.

Sure enough, none of those zombies noticed Mo Xian, but they were all chasing him, so he ran forward without looking back.

Suddenly, he felt a heat in his throat, a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, and the other person also stumbled and fell to the ground, the stone on the ground cut his thigh, and the blood spurted out as if he didn't want money.

He grinned, covering the wound on his thigh, stood up and ran forward again without hesitation.

He didn't know if he saved the whole world by running away, he only knew that he saved Mo Xian.

He didn't know if Mo Xian would pay for his righteousness, but he didn't care about it.