The old devil sensed the scene behind him, and his heart was very happy.

When Gacoco opened the entrance to the City of the Necromancy, he knew that there was definitely something wrong with tonight's events. Although he didn't know what Gaco's plans were, the thought of calculating the other party before leaving still made him feel very happy.

Even a woman dares to calculate Lao Tzu, I really think that Lao Tzu has been a fool all these years.

You idiots, still thinking about the treasures of the Necronomical City, are a bunch of things that don't know whether to live or die. But it's good that you idiots don't know whether to live or die, otherwise it would be a little difficult for Lao Tzu to escape from the hands of that dead pervert.

Thinking of Mo Chen's horror, the old devil couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and felt a little proud.

No matter how good the treasure is, it is not as good as your own life!

In the past, if you die, you still have a chance to become a ghost, but now if you die again, it will really disappear. But no matter how strong you are, can you still give up those fools and chase Lao Tzu alone?

Gacozi was angry with the old devil's bastard, but he had already prepared for everyone's suspicions. She glanced coldly at everyone and snorted, "The key was obtained by accident by me, and it can only be opened for a quarter of an hour. If you don't believe, get out of here. If you believe, then let me kill this man!" ”

Hearing this, the undead glanced at the rippling space door above, and the greed on their faces became more and more intense.

The city of the dead, that is the hope of becoming a god, even if you know that there is a problem in it, who can give up easily?

And the undead believe that Gaco, if not fully telling the truth, will not have much reservations.

Because if she has already obtained the inheritance, how can she only have this strength. And if anyone obtains the inheritance of the gods, and does not honestly find a place to squat and silently accumulate strength, waiting for the day when Megatron is in the world, how can there be any deliberate temptation to entice others to compete for the inheritance with themselves.

The undead thought of the key point in a blink of mind, and although they were wary of Gacoco in their hearts, they were no longer angry before.

It's just that before the undead could speak, a scolding voice with a little horror in anger suddenly came from above the undead: "Day." ”

Before taking a breath, Mo Chen glanced at the undead who were arguing below, as well as the old devil who had just fled, and his heart was full of disdain.

A bunch of idiots, do you really think this is still your home turf?

Mo Chenlong's eyes were as deep as a sea of stars, opening and closing with a dense divine light, looking at the old devil who had escaped for more than ten miles.

But I saw that the old devil was like a black curtain, and like a heavy cloud, flying quickly over the deep and dark sky. He had just let out a smug laugh and was about to leave the confines of San Francisco when a bright sea of stars suddenly appeared in front of him.

The mysterious sea of stars suddenly came out, and the old devil fled here in a hurry, and he couldn't stop for a while. He plunged headlong into the sea of stars, and before he had time to regret it, he found that the scenery in front of him had changed.

The old devil looked at the undead below, and couldn't help but curse angrily: "Day." ”

Bastard, Lao Tzu ran for a long time, and he came back again!

What the hell just happened?

The undead were awakened by the old devil's voice, and they all raised their heads to look up at the sky. They silently looked at each other with the huge face of the old devil, making the atmosphere here instantly extremely awkward.

The old devil thought of what he had just done, and his face showed a little embarrassment and vigilance, but he thought of the current situation and scolded angrily: "Look at the fart, when has this happened." ”

The undead came back to their senses, looked at Mo Chen's majestic appearance, and couldn't help but shudder.

Could it be him!?

It's just what happened just now, and how did he get the old devil back?

The undead suddenly thought of a question, it had been a few breaths of time, but Mo Chen's momentum had not only not weakened, but had become stronger and more terrifying.

This fucking immortal way, a supernatural realm can burst out with the power of a primordial god powerhouse, which is already very incredible. But how could he maintain such a long burst, I'm afraid that if the Jindan powerhouse maintains such a powerful burst state, he will be close to collapse, right?

But now doesn't seem to be the time to think about that, does it?

The undead thought of the horror of the Yuan Shen powerhouse, and one by one they felt remorse in their hearts. I knew that this guy was so perverted, I shouldn't have followed before.

Seeing the retreat in everyone's eyes, Jia Coconut felt Mo Chen's gaze, and a little chagrin flashed in his eyes.

Damn, this guy's strength is progressing too fast, right?

No, if he can maintain his current state, it will not be easy to destroy himself and others. This guy must be close to his limit, otherwise he wouldn't have been motionless until now.

Thinking of this, Gacozi said coldly: "He must be close to the limit, or he has been attacked by an explosion." Don't give him a chance to breathe his breath, let's go up and kill him! ”

Mo Chen listened to the voice of the coconut, and disdainful in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that these undead could ask for any news from Gaco, he would have killed them a long time ago. But now it seems that they can't ask anything.

Mo Chen no longer hesitated, and directly launched an attack when Jia Coconut's voice just fell.

In his thoughts, thousands of thunders danced wildly in the clouds, turning into countless thunder snakes that fell from the sky and killed the undead. Countless thunder snakes entangled in the air, fusing into a series of thunder dragons that were vertical and horizontal, and fell from the sky with a terrifying power that tore through the sky.

Thunder broke through the air and roared.

The undead had just heard Gacoconut's words, and their hearts were eager to try, but when they saw the sudden change of heaven and earth, their faces couldn't help but become extremely dark.

Close to the limit, backlash, fuck, this power is also close to the limit?

The undead looked at each other, and fled in all directions in tacit understanding, and headed towards San Francisco as fast as they could. Although they are greedy for life and afraid of death, they know very well in their hearts that Mo Chen has not broken out in San Francisco before, and he must be an ordinary person in the city.

At times like these, it is safe to escape to the city.

As soon as Jia Cocon's words fell, he saw all the undead scattered and fled under the power of Mo Chen. She looked at the many thunder dragons that tore through the sky, felt the destructive power contained in them, and was so angry that she wanted to scold her mother.

This bastard is actually fooling me!

As soon as her thoughts fell, a huge thunder dragon had already roared, easily tearing through her body and penetrating it completely.

The thunderbolt thundered, and the body of Gacoco was wrapped in the thunder dragon, and he instantly lost the ability to resist. But in the blink of an eye, her soul, which was originally condensed like an entity, had already become looming.

At the same time, those undead who escaped were chased by the thunder dragon one after another, and one by one they were suppressed by the powerful thunder dragon without even having a chance to struggle.

Gacoco endured the ravages of the Thunder Dragon, and when he was close to a coma, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved to see that all the undead had not run away. At the same time, a weak laugh came from her ears: "Damn, the deity can't run, don't even think about running any of you." ”

When Jia Coconut heard this, the pleasure on his face couldn't help but stiffen.

Damn the old devil.

She only had time to curse hatefully in her heart, and she was completely unconscious.