I want a big treasure chest

Chapter 488

Sudden changes, failures and people didn't know what happened, they were directly attacked by backlash, and continued to explode and die.

Clouds of blood mist appeared amidst the explosion.

Xu Yang gasped, he never imagined that once the loser's sacrificial secret method failed, the consequences would be so serious.

He looked up at the undead corpse who was fighting Zhao Yijian not far away.

The opponent deliberately prevented the loser from reversing the space.

It is those who are worried about failure and regard their surviving ancestors as targets of revenge.

The people of the ancestors who fought with Zhao Yijian were very powerful and belonged to the top existence among the six stars.

There are faint signs of gaining the upper hand.

Although Zhao Yijian's strength is not as good as Yin Changkong's, he ranks high among the thirteen chiefs of Skynet.

The sound of explosions is still going on.

"Heaven's death for our family, how unfair!"

The old patriarch howled in grief.

Xu Yang followed the sound and saw that the old patriarch and the round head were covered in blood, and their bodies were swollen, as if they would explode at any moment.

However, the two were too strong to suppress the backlash.

However, he was also injured.

Bang!Bang!
The explosion is still going on.

The weak losers will explode first, while the strong losers can hold on for a while.

Bang!
The broken altar fell to the ground, and the whole square was in a mess.

And the self-destruction of the loser also stopped.

There are more than 1000 people, and only the strongest seven or eight people are left at this moment.

Xu Yang looked at the battle between Zhao Yijian and the undead. At this moment, Zhao Yijian was at a disadvantage, and his strength was slightly inferior to the undead.

"You hide."

Xu Yang smeared blood on his body, and his body swelled up, looking very miserable.

Chu Qingyun stepped back and hid in the building beside the square.

But the old patriarch of the loser, and the remaining losers, were still howling up to the sky, and didn't notice Chu Qingyun's retreat at all, and didn't even notice Zhao Yijian's battle with the undead corpse.

Xu Yang ran over miserably.

"The patriarch, the patriarch, it's him, he ruined our sacrifice, ruined our chance to leave the land of exile!"

Pointing at the undead corpse, Xu Yang was filled with grief and indignation, "It's him who broke the golden light. The patriarch in our city wants to stop him, but it's too late. He wants to kill our patriarch now!"

Zhao Yijian's ears are different from those of the ancestors, so he can be regarded as a loser for the time being.

What's more, the old patriarch and round head of the loser are in grief at this moment, and the whole person is already desperate.

They didn't think much about it at all, once they saw that Zhao Yijian's ears were different, and Xu Yang first instilled in them that Zhao Yijian was the patriarch of another city of losers, the other party would not doubt it at all.

Hearing Xu Yang's grief-stricken roar, the old patriarch and Yuantou looked in the direction of his fingers.

In an instant, his eyes were red!
A powerful aura erupted from his whole body, with a murderous aura!
"It's them, it's them, they haven't died yet, so they haven't died yet!"

The old patriarch murmured, then roared suddenly, his whole body was bloody, and he rushed over, waving his staff.

Round head and the rest of the losers and strongmen all rushed over angrily and roaring.

This is the enemy.

What's more, the sacrificial sacrifice is destroyed, and the losers are almost extinct, how can we not be angry?
When Zhao Yijian saw the old patriarch, Yuantou and others rushing towards him, all of them were murderous, as if there was a mortal enemy, he was startled, he hurriedly waved his sword to force the undead corpse back for a while, and wanted to escape.

The old patriarch and his round head are powerful, even among the six stars, they are also strong, and under the siege of undead corpses, if they don't escape, their lives will be in danger.

He didn't see Xu Yang and Chu Qingyun, even if he did, he wouldn't recognize Xu Yang and Chu Qingyun's appearance at the moment.

Zhao Yijian was about to flee, but he was shocked to find that the old patriarch and the others were not after him.

Instead, he rushed towards the undead corpse.

The undead were besieged.

Completely desperate attitude, as if there is a sworn hatred with the undead.

Boom!

The battle broke out, and the old patriarch and Round Head, both six-star powerhouses, managed to suppress the undead corpse with all their might.

However, undead corpses are indeed powerful.

I don't know how many long years it has existed, even if there is no one in strength, it is still at the six-star level, and it is top-notch.

Therefore, shortly after the battle broke out, except for the old patriarch and the round head, the rest of the losers fell under the attack of the undead.

As a result, the old patriarch and the round head attacked like crazy, and they were both lose-lose moves.

Zhao Yijian was stunned for a moment, and then joined the battle circle. With a flick of the sword in his hand, thin strands of the sword bloomed, like a big net, enveloping the undead corpse.

Regardless of the reason why the old patriarch and the round head attacked the undead corpse, and their hatred was as deep as the sea, as long as the opponent's enemy is also their own enemy, they can become temporary friends.

Therefore, Zhao Yijian made a decisive move and teamed up with Yuantou and the old patriarch to fight against the undead corpse.

brush!
The sword thread was like a net, and Zhao Yijian's whole body was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, a sword light condensed in front of him.

With a figure like a sword, he charged directly at the undead corpse, and the sword thread was like a net, sweeping the undead corpse inside.

Stab it!

There was a sound of pulling, and sparks of light appeared on the body of the undead body. The sword wire swept across the opponent's body, cutting through the dry flesh, and directly cutting on the bones.

However, the skeleton of the undead corpse is actually harder than the wire of a sword.

Under the cutting of the sword wire, sparks unexpectedly appeared, but the bones were not cut open.

The old patriarch and Round Head also attacked desperately, and the undead corpse was already in a precarious situation.

Even though his withered body is unusually hard, it is not so easy to die, but if he is consumed, he will only die in the end.

"All die!"

Suddenly, the undead corpse also went crazy.

The gray and cloudy eyes revealed the color of madness.

A gray machete appeared in his hand.

The scimitar was gray and had an ominous meaning.

I don't know what material it is made of, but at the moment when the scimitar appeared, Zhao Yijian felt a strong sense of crisis.

His expression changed, he pinched a sword formula in his hand, and there was a buzzing tremor, and more than a dozen looming sword shadows surrounded his body.

After performing this move, Zhao Yijian's face paled slightly, which shows that this move put a lot of burden on him.

"Then die!"

The old patriarch also went crazy.

The staff in his hand floated up, and blood spewed out continuously from his mouth, spraying on the staff.

Blood blooms.

A huge soul appeared on the staff, holding the staff in its hand.

The round head swelled all over, and the blood burst out from the body, and it frantically rushed towards the undead corpse.

The face of the undead corpse changed, and the scimitar in his hand slashed, but the round head did not dodge or dodge, and rushed up directly, allowing the scimitar to chop off one of his arms.

A gray ominous force wrapped around his body.

A look of extreme pain appeared on the face of the round head.

However, he crazily hugged the undead corpse, even opened his mouth, and bit the undead corpse's neck.

(End of this chapter)