I turned my head to look and saw from a distance that Odbiao was carrying the elder and leaving quickly, and I was a little relieved in my heart.

Just as he was thinking about how to get out, suddenly a soul fluctuation full of violent aura came over.

"Hua Biaogui! Hua Biao Gui! Isn't it you! ”

"You've hurt us so badly! You've made us miserable! ”

This soul fluctuation is extremely chaotic.

It's like a myriad of voices coming together.

The sound was so terrible and the weight of the resentment that my scalp tingled when I heard it.

You must know that when I used the Fierce Demon Descent Flag, I just tried it, who would have thought that the corpse barbarians would be even more violent.

However, the rage is the rage, the man-eating ghost on the Fierce Ghost Descent Banner has a hideous face, and the divine power is monstrous, forcing this group of corpses to be stunned and dare not take a step forward!

I knew that I didn't dare to stay in this place for long, and the Fierce Demon Descent Banner seemed to be affected by a strong magnetic field, and the devouring demon on the banner quickly became faint and flickering.

At that moment, I didn't dare to slack off, the purple flames of the heavenly fire gushed out, and when the flames were soaring into the sky, I pulled up the fierce ghost descending flag and ran away.

With this run, the corpse barbarians behind him chased after him as if they were crazy, letting the flames burn, but they would rather be crushed than take a step back.

Luckily, I was much faster than the corpse, and I set a few traps with runes along the way.

Inside the trap is buried the Heavenly Fire Purple Flame that I sealed with runes.

I've used the Heavenly Fire Purple Flame here so many times in a row that the light of the fire has become extremely dim, and it is no longer in its previous purple state.

It hurts me to see it.

Tianhuo Purple Flame hasn't cultivated well since he followed me.

You must know that this kind of flame requires the most masculine and rigid material to act as an incendiary material.

The more vigorous the Yang Qi of the material, the faster the Heavenly Fire Purple Flame will recover.

Three traps in a row made me reluctant to use the Heavenly Fire Purple Flame again.

If the fire goes out, I won't have a place to cry when the time comes.

Fortunately, the three traps really delayed the footsteps of the corpse man, at least by the time I caught up with Ao Debiao and the others, there was no trace of the corpse man at all.

Odd saw me coming over in a crotch cloth and immediately cheered.

He quickly greeted him and said loudly, "Mr. He! I knew you'd be safe! ”

I didn't bother to greet him, and said quickly, "How about the tribal losses?" ”

Odbiao's expression suddenly darkened: "We have lost all our possessions, and we are only left with food that we carry with us. ”

"The losses in terms of personnel are also very large, at least more than 100 people have died at the hands of magma backflow and corpse brutes."

The entire tribe is only seven or eight hundred people, and everyone looks up and doesn't look down on weekdays, but it is really unpleasant to suddenly die so many people.

But this kind of natural disaster and corpse barbarism, it is already a miracle that the Pan tribe was not completely annihilated.

I glanced around and said, "What about the elders?" ”

Odbil replied, "The Elder has personally gone to the Odyssey tribe to find rescuers!" ”

"He said that if Odyssey is not willing to send troops, he will die on Odyssey!"

I was slightly moved.

Although the elder also wanted the tribe to leave the Burial Abyss, he really didn't say anything to me.

I was willing to trade the life of the entire tribe for me to leave, and now I am willing to splatter the Odyssey tribe for my blood.

I kept it in my heart.

When I turned my head to look at me, I saw that the men and women of the tribe were embarrassed, carrying all kinds of belongings on their backs.

Because the corpses came too quickly, and the fire and rain poured overhead, they really didn't have time to grab their property.

They could only hurriedly bring the food and then follow Odbil to flee for their lives.

I took a deep breath and said, "Odebiao, inform everyone, let's get out of here at once." ”

"Where is the Odyssey tribe? We are approaching in their direction! ”

Odbiao listened to my words and said, "Mr. Ho, I will inform you immediately. ”

Because of the cruel underground environment, the Pan tribe is basically a soldier.

The men are stout and sturdy, and the women are bears.

A woman like Middle-earth, who can't even unscrew a mineral water bottle, can't survive here at all.

Here, whoever has the strongest body, the thickest body, and the most strength is a qualified tribal warrior.

So Odebiao gave an order, and all the people of the tribe immediately carried heavy food and bags, and walked quickly towards the Odyssey tribe.

I didn't go with the tribe, but stayed behind them, monitoring the direction of the corpse's movements.

It's just that the more I look at it, the more depressed I feel.

In the past, the corpse barbarians rarely chased people, and basically after the tribesmen escaped from view, the corpse barbarians wandered around as if they had lost their target.

But now it's different, these shriveled calves are like they're going to fight me to the end, chasing after me and not letting go.

Through a pair of runic eyes that could see through the darkness, I could clearly see the purple flames looming in the distance.

That was the last trap I set.

The fire lasted only about half an hour before it gradually dissipated, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

I know, the corpse man is chasing after him again.

Although they can't move as fast as the Buraku, they need to rest after walking for a while.

And the corpse man seems to be tireless, persevering and moving forward, all the way forward.

In this case, sooner or later, the Buraku will be overtaken by them.

I looked at the darkness in the distance and sighed in my heart.

The destruction of the Pan tribe seems to be a premeditated act.

Otherwise, the rock formation above your head will be extremely red, but you will still be able to hold on.

But I had only been there for a few minutes when the rock formation collapsed and the magma poured in.

At the same time, nearly a million corpses rolled in.

I wonder if it was my arrival that affected some mysterious power in the Burial Abyss.

Is this mysterious power specifically aimed at me?

I thought about it for a moment, and finally gave up the guess.

Whether it's aimed at me or not, I'm going to find a way to get out of here anyway.

If God wants to stop me, I will kill God! If the immortal wants to stop me, I will kill the immortal!

……

From the tribe of Odebiao to the tribe of Odyssey, the distance in a straight line is about three hundred miles.

This distance is nothing for Middle-earth, and if there is a highway, it can be reached in more than an hour at most.

Helicopters or shrinking the ground are faster.

But it's not the same in the underworld.

There are no real roads, and there are no light sources in most areas.

The terrain is bumpy, and cracks often run into cracks that are more than ten meters deep, or even tens of meters.

If the crack is narrower, everyone can still jump over.

If the crack were wider, it would probably have to be a temporary rope.

For example, now, I watched more than a dozen men with five big and three thick men using a wrist-thick rope between a crack more than 30 meters wide.

The tribesmen stepped on the ropes and made their way without delay.

It wasn't until everyone had passed that the man in charge of retrieving the rope would put it away on the other side for the next use.

When I saw this, I couldn't help but ask: "Ao Debiao, the corpse has no hands and feet, and can't use tools, how should this crack more than 30 meters wide be saved?" ”

Odd smiled bitterly: "They will build bridges." ”

When Odysbeet speaks of bridging, he is not using tools to build bridges.

When encountering such a crack or canyon, the corpse brutes will bite each other's ears, forming a suspended staircase made entirely of heads.

The length of the stairs spans hundreds of meters, and the short ones are more than ten meters.

This kind of crack is a piece of cake for the corpse man.

I listened in a secret amazement.

The corpse head would even do this trick?

As long as they want, millions of corpses can build dozens of bridges in minutes, and the speed is not much worse than on flat ground!