The wind rises. Endless rice ridges, against the backdrop of red light, tumbled up rolling waves of blood.

Xia Wushuang stood in the strange rice field, looking around, the rustling rice ridges were as silent as death, and there were traces of danger hidden everywhere.

"Du Ziteng?!" The others woke up from the dizziness that lasted for several seconds, and looked at Du Ziteng, who only had two legs left, and their faces were not good-looking.

"And what about Chi Buxiao? I seemed to hear his voice just now. Li Xiaoyang shook his head, his heart full of anger.

I said don't take strange things in my hands, why did Du Ziteng want to force him to die, I really don't know how he survived from the early days of the last days to today.

"Dead, there are a lot of monsters in this rice ridge." Xia Wushuang put his sword back into the sheath, glancing at the pool of erosive flesh and blood beside him, and he didn't know what to say.

The division was unfavorable, and it was only an hour or two after setting off, and two generals had already been lost in a row.

"Old horse! Your legs?! "Wang Wenchuan is the farthest away from the center of the explosion, and closest to Ma Chengqiu. When he got up to help Ma Chengqiu, he found that the fat man was sitting quietly on the black ground, using a white strap to wrap his left leg, which had been completely blown off.

During the whole bandaging process, this resolute and resolute fat man did not emit the slightest pain**, and even if the pain was extremely deep, he only frowned slightly, and then endured it.

"This round of dark explosions is just enough to restrain my undead power, if it weren't for my wit to transfer all the damage to my legs, maybe I would have died." Ma Chengqiu squinted his eyes, and then said calmly: "Curiosity kills people, I don't know how many dangers there are along the way, I really can't stand everyone, I may have to withdraw first." ”

"Even if you want to follow us, your legs won't work." Li Xiaoyang nodded understandingly. "Do you need Changfei to send you back? After all, you've lost a leg, and you're afraid that something will go wrong on the road. ”

"Don't worry, you can't die. If Brother Changfei sends me back, there will only be four of you left. Ma Chengqiu waved his hand, there were no decent monsters along the way, and he thought that he could return to the camp safely.

"Then be careful all the way!" Li Xiaoyang nodded, not reluctantly.

After all, emaciated camels are bigger than horses. Even if Ma Chengqiu is lame, he is also a necromancer of the Dawn Level, in the early days of the end of this apocalyptic world when black iron creatures are everywhere and silver creatures are playing soy sauce, as long as they don't run into high-ranking bronze creatures, it shouldn't be a big problem to simply want to protect themselves.

"Take this, the lights go out when people die, and when they die, they die."

Wang Wenchuan handed over the blood-stained empty staff (1650) on Chi Buxiao's body to Ma Chengqiu. This thing can increase the spiritual power of the magician and the speed of spell casting, which is the most valuable equipment in the spiritual costumes of Du Ziteng and Chi Buxiao.

"Thank you, the green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, you should also be careful, we will see you in the camp again!" Ma Chengqiu knew that this was compensation for his disability, so he did not postpone it; Holding the long empty staff, he took it as a crutch and walked back in the direction he came.

"What are you going to do now? Burned this rice ridge? The lone wolf has a fierce face, and he can't wait to eradicate all the otherworldly creatures in the rice ridge.

It's no wonder that judging from the terrifying situation at that time, if it weren't for Xia Wushuang's quick and violent reaction, he pulled him out of the air; Then even if he inherited the blood of a berserker and his resistance to dark magic was not bad, he would definitely be blown up to the first level of disability.

"Ma Chengqiu has an accident!" Mu Ne's Yanfei had been watching Ma Chengqiu leave, so when the chubby figure suddenly became short and disappeared into the rice ridge, he was the first to be surprised.

"Eggs!" Everyone's expressions were so dignified that they didn't even have time to explode in foul language, and they all supported the past with a solemn face.

"Oh, this stick is short, it's not good to ...... at all" In the rice ridge, the fat man got up with a frustrated face, looked at the people who hurried over not far away, he looked stunned, and then laughed happily and scolded: ", what are you doing?" Think I'm dead?! ”

Li Xiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say two words about the dead fat man, but Xia Wushuang's high-decibel cry suddenly came from behind him.

"Dead fatty, flash mob! Watch out for what's behind you! ”

Everyone looked stunned, and then they saw that behind Ma Chengqiu, there was actually a black shadow in the shape of a human figure!

The shadow exuded a shuddering aura, one hand touching the fat man's body, and the other raising the black scythe used to harvest straw. Without any extra movements, he was about to cut Ma Chengqiu's neck.

Fear!

Fat people are not afraid of death, but anyone who is afraid of death will not be the first to rush to the dawn step. However, in the face of the unknown creature behind him, Ma Chengqiu unexpectedly found that he was also afraid, not only was his body trembling uncontrollably, but even his soul trembled with him!

"This must be a magical realm, you can try your luck and use dismantling to break through its fear barrier." In the midst of the chaotic emotions, the fat man still tried to mobilize the death magic in his soul.

Seize every possible opportunity, the dead fat man will never learn to wait for death, he has been fighting all his life!

"Fear me!"

It was like a magic sound filling his brain, Ma Chengqiu only heard a hoarse and weird voice in his ears, and then his five senses and consciousness all left him, and the whole person was like a walking corpse, lying on his stomach and being bound by a bundle of gray straw.

Rumble! A pale blue flame slammed down from the sky. With Ma Chengqiu and the humanoid shadow in the sea of fire, it burned fiercely.

"Xia Wushuang! What do you TM do? Li Xiaoyang, the captain who was hurrying to the rescue, suddenly turned his head and screamed angrily.

"It's hopeless." Xia Wushuang didn't explain much, the elemental bloodline switched to the wind of the shattered body, and the super high movement speed instantly passed everyone, seeing that it was already about to sweep into the fire, and the shadow that burned with flames all over his body,-for-tat.

Scarecrow?! Xia Wushuang's brows furrowed suddenly, he never expected that the thing that was making waves in the rice ridge was actually such a strange creature.

But this scarecrow is dark silver. It burned wildly in the raging heavenly fire, but the dark silver straw that was tied all over its body did not melt in the flames at all. On the contrary, it is the scarecrow's hideous and terrifying pumpkin head, which not only shines with a pale yellow soul glimmer, but also constantly emits a strange laugh, as if mocking the self-immeasurability of the human awakened.

High Silver Creature?! Xia Wushuang was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously took a step back.

Ma Chengqiu's body had been turned into ashes in the heavenly fire, and the spirit costume of the empty staff fell to the ground, releasing a slightly bewildering blue light.

The wind continued to roll, and the black clouds in the sky seemed to suddenly increase under the pressure of the silver creatures. Now, even the blood light is gone, and the entire rice ridge is shrouded in a shocking blackness.

"Everyone, be careful!"

In the black rice ridge, more than a dozen weird scarecrow shadows slowly approached everyone.

The black shadows of these human figures flashed for a moment, and when Li Xiaoyang and the others stared at them, they stood still as if they were dead, and once they relaxed, they would flash and move in the direction of the awakened.

If it were an ordinary person, it must have been frightened crazy by this strange scene. But Li Xiaoyang and the others don't, they are professional loners, and in the face of various strange events, their ability to resist pressure far exceeds that of ordinary awakened people.

And Xia Wushuang can't take care of Li Xiaoyang and the four of them anymore. The blade of Sanhua in his hand was horizontal, and the whole person stepped on the butterfly-like dance steps, resolutely cut close to the side of the dark silver straw, and suddenly slashed at its neck with the power of wind and fire.

Fear!

Xia Wushuang was instantly dumbfounded! His body actually slowed down uncontrollably as if it had fallen under some evil spell when the pumpkin head's soul was burning.

Call! The black scythe, waving down in the dark silver scarecrow's suddenly stretched outstretched arm, with a sound of death wind, sliced straight towards Xia Wushuang's widening left eye.