The roars of the druids could be heard in the distance, apparently they had been blown away, and they glanced back and then at Buzureano beside them. Buzuriano always looked ahead faintly, as if he couldn't hear anything. Those who are in a high position and do great things must not only be ruthless to the enemy, but sometimes they must also be ruthless to their own people, and even ruthless to themselves.

The galloping horses seemed to sense something uneasy and neighed, slowing down their pace, and a group of zombies walked or crawled in the woods on both sides of the front, slowly stopping on the grass, a pair of blank and empty eyes without focus, only looking straight ahead.

An Fei raised his eyebrows, he had already sensed the dead air in the woods, and Buzureano had no reason not to sense it, as a deputy, he couldn't do anything now, he could only wait for Buzureano to make the first move.

"It's a little quirky. Buzzuriano looked up at the setting sun and whispered, "You stay!" After saying that, Buzureano jumped out of the carriage without any further words, and rushed through the carriage in the blink of an eye, stabbing straight towards the group of zombies in the way.

Suzanne looked like a comet when she galloped with all her might, and her fighting spirit would leave a trail like a comet's tail behind Susanna, and Buzureano sprinted like a fierce beast, although his size was much worse than that of a giant beast, but his momentum was better than seven points, and every time he stepped on it, a cloud of sand like fireworks would burst out from under his feet, and it would fall on the grass dozens of meters away, and the crushed grass would also erupt like a spring, and the old Gao An Fei knew that it was completely caused by trampling on the grass with strong force.

Just when Buzureano was less than twenty meters from the zombies. He jumped suddenly. A giant bear made of light mist appeared behind Buzureano, and at the same time Buzureano landed on the ground, the giant bear also slammed its palm into the ground. An invisible and violent shock wave roared and swept across the group of zombies on the opposite side, like soybeans on a sieve, they were bounced up one after another, and the next moment, countless vines emerged from the ground, forming a huge net, covering all the zombies underneath, and the tighter and tighter they were, and the existence of zombies was no longer visible. All you could see was the wriggling vines. However, the vitality of zombies is indeed very tenacious, and some zombies have been strangled in two by vines, but they are still desperately struggling under the vines, and the blood is running outside, and a disgusting smell slowly spreads in the air.

"Anasita, don't play this little trick. Buzzurellano's voice swept through the sky like a tsunami.

"As you wish. Anassita immediately replied in a-for-tat response.

A faint gray smoke drifted through the trees, and the trees quickly withered as they passed. Before the falling leaves could fall to the ground, they were reduced to ashes, then the branches, and finally the thick trunks, and the patches of grass were devoured. And the color of the land also changed, from black to gray. Dead and gray.

Standing in front of him, Buzureano quietly clenched his fists, this was not a test for him, but a test for Slanberge, if Slanberger allowed a druid to face the corrosive mist, it would be enough to prove that there was not much combat power left.

Twenty meters, ten meters of corrosive fog was getting closer, the vines could not resist the erosion, they wriggled back into the ground, and regained their freedom, and the zombies roared and crawled towards Buzureano, but Slanbergé still did not react. Buzureano took a long breath, and at that moment, as Anassita laughed clearly, the three Dark Knights burst out of the corrosive fog like lightning to form a triangle and crashed straight into Buzzurellano.

In just an instant, Buzureano's body swelled several times, and a small mountain-like silver giant bear appeared in front of everyone's eyes, like a car**, the small bear paw tore open the air, and hit the dark knight who rushed to the front, the dark knight seemed to have no weight, flipped backwards and flew out, crashing into the black knight in the right rear, and the smelly blood splashed everywhere, and the bodies of the two black knights had been seriously twisted, and together with the bone horse under the crotch, it became a twisted ball.

The Dark Knight in the left rear stabbed his spear into Buzureano's chest, and Buzureano swung his palm upwards as if to drive away pesky flies, and the Dark Knight flew upside down with men and horses, and flew into the corrosive mist, never to be seen again.

"Quack...... Is this a transformation?" Anassita's laughter was a little ugly, but her voice was gentle, as if an old friend of many years was teasing.

"Roar......," Buzureano let out a deafening roar, and the corrosive fog that spread as if it had met a strong wind churned back a few meters, revealing a lifeless land.

A man and a rider slowly walked out of the fog, saying that it was a little inappropriate for him to be human, because he was also a necromantic creature, and he looked very proud compared to his companions

The unhurried pace is like going to a banquet. He was taller than an ordinary person, covered by a layer of dark red armor, and wore a broken crown on his head, his pupils shining brighter than the fire crystal looked extremely hideous, and the knight's spear in his hand was a foot long, and the tip of the spear pointed at Buzureano in the distance. The war horse under his crotch is also very tall, and his body is covered with dark blue flames, like hair, through the dark blue flames, you can faintly see the thick bones inside.

Buzureano slowly stepped back, he was not cowardly, the word had never appeared in his dictionary, but if he fought the terrible Necro Knight in the Corrosive Mist, it would be tantamount to a lion running out into the sea to hunt sharks, and he would have killed himself. Buzureano had the courage to fight, but he did not have the urge to commit suicide.

The arrogant knight finally raised his gun and made a knightly salute to Buzureano, a declaration of the beginning of the battle. And the corrosive fog that began to move again obediently stopped behind the knight, Buzureano couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, could it be that this necromantic knight still knows that it is fair? What kind of person is Anassita, he knows very well that this kind of thing happens, which makes him faintly feel a little, maybe this necromantic knight is too powerful, Anassita can't completely control him, in order not to anger the necromantic knight, so he will control the corrosive fog from spreading forward.

"Glory......" the knight said in an interfering voice.

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Buzureano felt a pang of sorrow, and although the habit that existed in his instinct had not forgotten these two words, he no longer knew what glory was, and there was no glory for a necromancy, and all he could bring to people was fear and screams.

The zombies slowly crawled out of the corrosive mist, and under the leadership of the five dark knights, they bypassed Buzureano far away and forced it towards the carriage parked there, and the necromantic knight looked at Buzureano indifferently, he only asked for a fair fight with Buzureano, and the life and death of others had nothing to do with his battle.

"Look at me as a bully, am I a bully?" An Fei muttered, jumped out of the car, and casually inserted the 'Qinglong Glaive Knife' into the ground, crossed his hands on his waist and rotated his waist a few times, then kicked his legs and shook his arms, this is a warm-up before the game. He had already guessed what his task was before, so he tried to make a green dragon glaive knife with the wind blade, the wind blade gun is difficult to cause devastating damage to zombies and other undead creatures, and the attack range of the fire sword is too small, and the Daguan knife is not only windy, but also practical, sweeping a large area!

An Fei's move was very strange, those zombies crawled slower, and several dark knights also stood there far away, and the hesitation of the undead creatures did not mean that they would think, but it revealed that Annacita's emotions from the side. In fact, An Fei was wrong, no one would think that he was easy to bully, there were more people who knew it, and the secret was no longer a secret, and now the world was full of people looking for the ** village chief, and in addition to Hurricane Yoland, there were more people in the demon mist. It's just that Yolande can openly look for the magic mist, but he has to sneak it in, after all, their identities are too sensitive, I'm afraid that as soon as they meet, they will be killed on the spot by the extremely powerful Sword Saint, so they must capture An Fei alive, not only to get more secrets, but also to use An Fei to blackmail that Sword Saint at a critical moment.

In Anassita's opinion, everything that Anfei did that could not be understood was inherited from the powerful Sword Master, and she had to not only think, but also keep what she saw in her heart.

"Anfei, I don't want to hurt you!" Anassata's voice became softer.

"Then don't hurt me. An Fei was not polite at all, and then reached out and pulled out the 'Green Dragon Glaive Knife'.

"Would you like to be a guest at my house?" Knowing that such an unlikely, Anassita wanted to try the perfect outcome, and that would be if Ann Fei would voluntarily join their side, and everything would be easy to say. The ancestors of the past were too simple-minded, always forcing people to choose between assimilation and death, always dreaming of being the master of the entire Big 6, as a result, people's resistance became more and more fierce, after countless failures, now they finally learned how to cooperate, in addition to the necromancer, there are many allies and subordinates in the demon fog who are unwilling to be necromancers, because they have learned how to divide the cake, and even give what they deserve to the aliens. The road is to be walked step by step, first to occupy a place in the world, and then to think about other things, to grasp everything in your hands at once, that is a dream.

"Guest?" An Fei almost couldn't believe his ears, it stands to reason that Anna Sita should hate him to the bone, he shouldn't be so polite, but An Fei wasn't ready to believe the other party's words at all, he put the Daguan knife on his shoulder and smiled: "Yes." ”