In a trance, Mo Fan found himself in another world, this is a wasteland, the sky is blood-colored, and there is a strong smell of blood in the air.

"Alas. Seeing this scene, Mo Fan was not only not flustered at all, but also a little speechless, and even wanted to drink a cup of yogurt to appetize.

"Mo Qianqiu, kill you, get your body, and be reborn for me!" Tu Dao's angry voice came from the sky.

"Okay, I know, if you have any tricks, let's hurry up. Mo Fan said with a look of invigoration.

"Wow, dare to underestimate me!"

A strong sense of earthquake came from under his feet, but fortunately, Mo Fan's pile skills were practiced well and he stood steadily.

The ground began to bulge with small mounds, and from each mound a hand like a zombie emerged.

Some are missing a piece of skin, some have a muscle, and some are simply a pair of bones.

The things in the mound gradually crawled out, and sure enough, it was the kind of zombie in the zombie movie.

Grayish-white erosive skin, blank pupils.

Mo Fan couldn't help but feel disgusted when he looked at this pile of "men, women, and children" who couldn't see the end.

He raised his right hand, the purple gold stick appeared, and Mo Fan said: "Is it a war of attrition? I'm sorry, I haven't lost!"

With that, he turned on the Musou mode and began to sweep the zombies.

The combat effectiveness of zombies is very low, Mo Fan can sweep away four or five with a simple stick, and the zombies here are only the embodiment of the other party's soul power after all, and there is no setting of dying with a headshot, it can be said that Mo Fan is completely unilaterally crushed.

Sweeping a piece with a stick, Mo Fan saw that the other party didn't plan to show any strength at all, he just wanted to be full, so he turned off his peerless mode to save some strength to continue fighting.

Because of the good words, people must not compare, Mo Fan was fighting at this time, and Qian Yuxi actually started to play the game.

He Shanshan taught Qianyuxi Diana and Xiaoqi how to play mahjong, and then used the wood outside the house to set up a simple mahjong table and mahjong.

"Kong!"

"Touch, eat!"

Diana looked at the row in front of her, smiled and said, "I'm nonsense!"

"Go on, let's do it again!" He Shanshan said a little depressedly, she was only one chicken away from winning, but she didn't expect to be preempted by the other party.

Qian Yuxi couldn't help but smile bitterly when she looked at the addicted appearance of the two.

The four of them were rubbing mahjong, Mo Xiaotian was holding Xiao Hei to look at Ultraman, and Mo Fan was lying on Qian Yuxi's lap, which seemed comfortable, but it was not......

In a group of zombies, Mo Fan waved a stick and kept sweeping, there was no concept of time here, but Mo Fan estimated in his heart that he had been fighting zombies here for at least six hours, but according to the current situation, the zombie group was still an endless existence.

If the zombies don't turn into trivial things after death, I'm afraid that Mo Fan's number of zombies killed can reach the size of a few mountains.

"I don't believe it, you have consumed more energy than me! Mere remnant soul, don't be arrogant!" Mo Fan gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, but he still didn't have the ambition to increase the strength of the stick in his hand, he had to keep the minimum consumption to just pass the other party.

The current soul power of Tu Dao is very low, and he just wants to take advantage of his unpreparedness, but the other party never thought that he has a nickname called the Takeaway Terminator, and so far, he has just passed a few big guys, and none of them have been defeated, so they are so inflated!

In this way, Mo Fan's original heart remained firm and lasted for three days, that is, seventy-two hours.

In the past seventy-two hours, Mo Fan swung his stick like a machine, and then swung his stick, and the rhythm was fixed, even with his eyes closed.

Here there will be no physical exhaustion, only mental exhaustion, Mo Fan is already in a state of fake sleep at this time to carry out automatic attacks, and his stick techniques are almost all practiced in the place of seizure.

According to his own estimates, if he didn't break down, he should be able to last another three or four days.

As soon as the idea came to mind, Tu Dao's voice appeared.

"You forced me!" he screamed in despair.

"Huh?" Mo Fan instantly recovered his spirits, and it seemed that he was going to start the battle of life and death in advance.

I saw that all the zombies stopped attacking, swelled in place, and burst into pulp.

"Huh~" Mo Fan looked at this picture coldly, and for some reason it was a little sour.

Then, by an invisible coming, all the zombie bones began to condense in the air more than ten meters in front of Mo Fan.

A huge skeleton condensed from countless small skeletons appeared, and the reporter, the blood and organs and muscles on the ground also flew up to replenish it.

Finally, the shattered skin that had just exploded on the spot also flew up, giving the giant knife figure the last layer of skin.

A true version of Frankenstein was born.

"Roar!" the ten-meter-tall naked giant roared at Mo Fan, fortunately, this giant has no gender, that is, it has no so-called private parts.

"Kill the giant!" Mo Fan's blood suddenly boiled, the stick in his hand turned into a double knife, and he said excitedly: "Then should I cut the back of my neck?"

"Roar!"

With the roar of the giant, both sides began to sprint forward.

The giant's speed doesn't know why, it's not as smooth or even faster than it is in the real world, anyway, in Mo Fan's opinion, it can be said to be quite slow.

It should be that the strength is not enough, so I plan to fight for it at the end......

Mo Fan thought to himself in his heart, and then made a jump, reaching the height of the opponent's thigh.

Seeing that he had reached the highest height, Mo Fan hurriedly inserted a knife into the giant's thigh to fix his position.

"Roar!" the giant ached, reaching out to grab the painful ants on the group.

"Thank you for the ride!" Mo Fan smiled, grabbed the handle of the knife to stabilize himself, and then used the opponent's thigh as a cushion to jump, and at the same time took the knife back and jumped onto the back of the opponent's right hand.

After Mo Fan landed on the "ground", he didn't stop at all, and began to run along the other party's arm to his shoulder.

The giant seemed to know that he didn't have an advantage in speed, so he simply stopped grabbing it, and started jumping mode on the spot, trying to throw Mo Fan off of him.

"You're so stupid!" Mo Fan mocked.

He plunged the knife into the opponent's body again, and then slashed the knife as he ran, and for a moment, the giant's wound began to bleed wildly.

"Roar!roar!" The giant didn't expect things to go as he had imagined, and he began to get angry.

"Silly big man, you are the worst one I have brought with me so many times!" Mo Fan reached the other party's shoulder and cut off the back of the opponent's neck very neatly.

"Roar!

The giant suffered, and it seemed that Mo Fan's trick was very harmful to it.

(End of chapter)