Chapter Two Thousand and Forty-Five: Sitting on the Harvest of Profits
"Come in!"
Putting away the remains of the dead soul puppet like lightning, Li Chen slapped the spirit beast bag violently.
Roar!
The blood dragon burped and sprang into it.
"So much?"
Li Chen forgot to glance at the Lake of Dead Souls, and his face turned green in an instant.
Roar, roar, roar!
A dense roar of violence resounded through the void, and even the howling wind above the sky was swept away.
But in an instant, they converged again.
To be exact, from the direction of the Lake of Dead Souls, countless Dead Soul Golems floated up, overwhelming the sky, galloping towards this side like locusts crossing the border.
Regardless of asking, it must be the breath of the blood dragon that attracts them!
The fastest of them even made Li Chen feel frightened, no less than the shock he brought when he met the blood dragon at the beginning of the year.
"What should I do?"
Although he had long thought about what kind of trouble would be caused by letting the blood dragon make a move, Li Chen hesitated at this time.
If you enter the tunnel, be targeted by those top-level extreme death puppets, and chase after you, the trouble will not be at all.
The fight between the blood dragon and the same level is by no means something that can be solved in a short period of time, once the full force is attacked, the blood and qi emitted will inevitably attract endless dead soul puppets, and everyone will have to be buried together.
"No way!"
Gritting his teeth, Li Chen spread his Heaven Devouring Wings, operated his Jiuyang True Yuan to the extreme, and unleashed the Eight Desolations of Thunder, instantly turning into thunder and going away.
Buzz!
The dense lightning arc burst into flames, forming six thunder shadow clones between the lightning and flint, and then overlapping behind Li Chen, instantly increasing his speed to a terrifying level.
Buzz!
In the void, a series of piercing sonic booms were left behind, and the wind of wailing that swept away exploded, but Li Chen cut through the sky like a meteor in the dark night, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Roar!
I don't know how many dead soul puppets poured out of the lake of dead souls, no matter how many Yan Zhen and the others hunted, there was no trend of decreasing.
Especially from the center, several extreme death soul puppets that flew out on a rampage exuded a monstrous ferocious power, and tracked down frantically.
Even if there was no trace of Li Chen, he still chased relentlessly, and gradually distanced himself from the army of dead soul puppets!
What's even more terrifying is that wherever these three Dead Soul Golems pass, whether they are ordinary Dead Soul Puppets or extreme Dead Soul Golems, they all automatically retreat, as if they are extremely afraid of them.
Moreover, if any Dead Soul Golem runs slowly, as long as it blocks their way, to be exact, it can't stop them at all.
Because, the moment the three dead soul puppets approached, all the dead soul puppets that could not be avoided turned into annihilation powder and exploded in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, he jumped to the front of the Death Soul Puppet army, chased Li Chen into the wailing storm and disappeared.
In the rear, there was a large number of dead soul puppets, hula-la-la, tearing apart for dozens of miles, or even hundreds of miles of teams chasing endlessly, gradually moving away from the tunnel.
Almost at the same time that Li Chen led the group of dead soul puppets away, two hundred miles away from here, in the temporary station of the year, a group of uninvited guests suddenly changed color.
"What's going on?"
One of them, a man with a pale yellow face, a slightly cloudy color, and a completely impersonal man, wearing a general's cloak, frowned slightly.
"General Qiyu, the dead soul puppet in the Lake of Dead Souls, I don't know what attracted me, and I actually poured out of the nest!"
Several commander-level half-saint powerhouses rushed in with extremely pale faces.
"Dump the nest!"
Everyone changed color in unison.
"Interesting!"
The man raised his eyebrows, casually trampled the head of a corpse under his feet into a rotten watermelon, turned to look to the side and said, "Brother Situ, what do you think?"
"Even in the smallest Lake of Dead Souls, there are also top-level extreme Soul Golems with high intelligence, and the scale of this Lake of Dead Souls is not small, I am afraid that there is more than one.
I'm afraid that it was because I found a very attractive blood food that I poured out of the nest.
Judging from the aura just emanated, I'm afraid it's a dragon beast!"
Situ Chengwu groaned.
"Brother Yan, a dragon beast with such a powerful dragon power is probably already in the extreme stage, when did such a powerful demon pet come out of Ningguta?"
A big man with a rough face said in an urn voice.
"No matter what the origin is, since you are being targeted by so many dead soul puppets, there is no reason to survive.
And we, just wait for the people below and the Dead Soul Puppet to be defeated and clean up the mess!
Maybe I'll be lucky enough to find out what the dragon beast is all about!"
The man pressed a slight touch on the corpse with one hand.
Whew!
In an instant, wisps of turbid air escaped from the corpse, and they dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into flying ashes.
What was particularly terrifying was that the dozens of corpses scattered around him, as if they were infected, all appeared in the same condition, and finally turned into a yellow cloudy ball of light, which fell into the man's hands and was swallowed by him on his back.
The people around him seem to be accustomed to seeing each other, and they don't show the slightest discoloration.
Because, this person is Yan Zhen's brother of the same clan - Yan Liujiang!
The people who died were naturally Yan Zhen's side, the people who stayed in the station.
And Yan Liujiang and his entourage who came here, all of them were strong people above the high-level half-saints, and even the peak half-saints, there were only a dozen people, which was more than twice as many as the top powerhouses on Yan Zhen's side!
It is precisely because of this that so many half-saint powerhouses can be killed in silence, without even transmitting a single message.
"Hahaha, that's what Brother Yan said!"
Everyone laughed wildly, and under their feet, there was a faint vibration, it was Yan Zhen and the others who were fighting to the death with the group of dead soul puppets.
While Yan Zhen and others were fighting hard, and Yan Liujiang and others were preparing to be fishermen, Li Chen was still in the vast Gobi, galloping desperately.
"That's too fast, isn't it?"
Although he used the Heaven Devouring Wings and the Eight Desolations of Thunder, Li Chen still felt that the few violent wills that locked him not only did not weaken in the slightest, but strengthened a little.
Even, even if you don't see it, you can clearly feel that the distance between the two sides is getting closer.
"Damn, I don't believe it!"
Li Chen had the courage to fight to the death with this kind of being, but he didn't have the confidence to fight in this kind of place, so he violently used the three gods to return to one, and under the full force of the explosion, the speed surged several times again.
The distance between the two sides is gradually widening.
"You should die now, right?"
After galloping for half a cup of tea, Li Chen calmed down and felt his mind, and his whole face collapsed, and he ran desperately again.
Because, although there is no overwhelming breath of dead souls, the strongest three still persistently chase down.
"That's?"
Suddenly, Li Chen, who had crossed a few hills, found that the light and shadow in front of him flashed, and it was a formation fluctuation!
"That's you!"
Seeing that he couldn't get rid of the pursuit of the Dead Soul Puppet, Li Chen's heart was ruthless, and he galloped towards the light and shadow, and let the blood dragon release a trace of breath.
Before the person who was hidden in that formation could react, Li Chen relied on his extremely fast speed and threw dozens of bursting thunderbolts in one go.
Thundered!
In bursts of thunder, a huge camp appeared in the rising formation light curtain.