Counterattack Xiaoxian

But he still didn't hesitate and immediately ran towards that direction.

Within a hundred steps, I saw the broken corpses of two big green wolves. They were bloody and sticky, and their intestines were all over the floor. I don't know who had done it.

Whatever it is, it's certainly not man-made, unless it's perverted.

He suppressed his nausea and looked forward.

After walking along the messy footprints on the ground for a long time, some wandering black shadows began to appear around, walking at strange paces.

If you look closely, you will see that they are green-haired zombies, with muscles as stiff as paper shells and green lights flashing in their eyes.

Needless to say, they are undoubtedly the murderers.

Ye Chuiqing had seen one or two zombies before when he went down the mountain to buy, so he was not too afraid.

Zombies move slowly and are not a great threat to practitioners unless they are jumping or flying.

Their bodies passed quickly, and only one of them was closer, so he raised his hand and burned it into charcoal with a burst of flame.

Unexpectedly, the deeper you go, the more zombies there are. At a glance, there are dozens of them.

He couldn't help but frown, wondering if he had fallen into a zombie nest?

Zombies have special causes and cannot be produced casually. Where did they end up?

These things have no mind, and there is no point in fighting them. All you can do is avoid them.

But there were still zombies that smelled of anger and pounced on them, biting them crazily. Fortunately, they were not very fast and could easily get rid of them.

Just running all the way, no one could be seen, only wild animals appeared, the most common ones were green wolves and zombies.

They seem to have their own territory and have a strong sense of territory, but they will attack beyond the boundaries. In short, they can't live in peace.

The green wolf is even more annoying. If it gets entangled, it will follow it all the way.

In desperation, Ye Chuiqing took a cruel move and wielded the wind blades one by one, like cutting tofu.

I'm afraid I killed at least a hundred of them along the way...

Gradually, the temperature seemed to get colder, and there began to be frost under my feet, making a "crack" sound.

Once here, something changed again. The wolves that appeared turned into gray wolves, with steel bristles standing on end. They were extremely fast and the wind blades were no longer easy to hit.

The green-haired zombie also changed into a red-haired zombie, with a larger body shape, claws like hooks, and a stench.

He did not dare to be careless. The red-haired zombie was already a second-level evil creature and could pose a threat to practitioners.

Here, finally, a discovery was made.

A few zombie remains were scattered on the ground at some distance. The corpses were separated and the wounds were flat and smooth, as if they were caused by the sword energy of the spirit doll.

"Looks like I haven't lost track!"

He saw that he was heading in the right direction, so he gave chase urgently.

Within ten miles, a chariot suddenly crashed out, followed by a group of soldiers with guns.

Ye Chuiqing was startled, and when he took a closer look, he saw that the air was cold!

These were no soldiers, they were clearly a group of hideous black skeletons, as if they had been burned by fire.

On the chariot is a skeleton driver, wearing a broken armor, holding a knife in one hand and holding a rope in the other.

Green flames circulated in its eye sockets, its jaws clenched, and it made the sound of iron scraping.

"Who dares to trespass into the Mengyin battlefield? Password?"

Ye Chuiqing was stunned on the spot. He had never experienced such a scene before, and his little feet began to tremble again.

"Password!" The Bone Driver asked sternly again, as if he was still alive.

At this time, he vaguely remembered that there were rumors that there was an ancient Mengyin battlefield somewhere in Zhuolang Mountain.

There used to be millions of troops fighting there, and countless elite soldiers and generals were buried there. Thousands of years later, ghosts roamed the place, making it extremely dangerous.

"Could it be that...you damn old man, you really know how to choose a place!"

While he was cursing the chicken coop head, he was thinking about running away? Escape? Or run away?

In the end, reason defeated fear. This desperate escape may lead to a more terrifying siege, and then there will really be no place to die.

While the Bone Driver's mind is confused, it's better to muddle through.

"I am the peace envoy. Quickly lead the way to see your lord."

In his opinion, this ghost soldier and ghost general can be regarded as a kind of artificial intelligence. As long as the scene is arranged reasonably, anything can happen.

Wouldn't it be more cost-effective to find an opportunity to escape on the road than to fight hard?

Sure enough, the Bone Driver didn't say anything, stretched out his hand to explore, and the dark ghostly energy swept him into the car.

The chariot seemed to be flying through the clouds and fog, galloping rapidly, making a harsh ghostly sound of "wuwuwu", and the only living person in the car looked pale.

Along the way, a large number of black skeletons and green-haired zombies can be seen fighting each other. With swords and guns, their bones and flesh are shattered, causing the situation to change.

After killing and killing, a group of fat and strong gray wolves were inserted, tearing and tearing, blood splattered, and all kinds of evil deeds made people's scalp numb.

I don’t know who is fighting whom. Anyway, if I catch them, I will kill them. They are inseparable and even form giant balls of flesh and blood. They are destroyed and reunited, reunited and destroyed...

"What a ghost! This is the Rakshasa Ghost Market. Have I tricked myself?" Ye Chuiqing reluctantly stood still, already beginning to regret it.

The chariot ran rampantly, sending stumps flying everywhere, and forcibly cutting through a passage on the battlefield.

In front of them were several phalanxes of skeleton armies, densely packed with flags and murderous intent.

Ye Chuiqing almost fainted before she even got close.

At this time, somehow, the firebird in the visualization space suddenly appeared, igniting blazing flames to drive away the murderous intention, and his mind became clearer.

He looked up and saw a red-bone ghost general in the middle of the army, more than three feet tall, with a ghostly aura all over his body like ink, it was really terrifying!

The Bone Rider stepped forward to report, and the Red Bone Ghost laughed loudly, shaking the left and right skeletons to pieces.

Two cruel eyes were cast on him, and Ye Chuiqing felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, almost falling to his knees.

"Negotiation? It's ridiculous. Only by stripping off these old bastards one by one will I be able to eliminate my hatred."

The sound is like the cry of a night owl, which goes straight to the eardrum.

"If Ten Thousand Bones Cave hadn't killed the envoy, your soul would have been driven to pieces today. The armor-controlling envoy will obey the order and send him back to the corpse ruins as quickly as possible without any mistakes."

The Bone Driver knelt down to accept the order, then grabbed Ye Chuiqing's neck and put him into the chariot, rolling away.

The red-bone ghost behind him will laugh wildly.

"Where did this idiot come from? He didn't know what was happening in the world, so he dared to get involved in ghost affairs. The three parties in the Mengyin battlefield have been fighting for hundreds of years. It's rare to have some fun, croak croak...!"

The skeletons roared with joy, as if celebrating the New Year...

Ye Chuiqing's forehead was dripping with sweat, thinking that he had met a wise person.

In fact, the level of a red-bone ghost general is equivalent to that of a human monk who has reached the foundation-building realm. His early spiritual wisdom is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary ghosts.

So he thought he was fooling the devil, but it turned out that the devil was fooling him!

The chariot rolled over to the battlefield again, and once again found itself in a sea of ​​swords, guns, and arrows, with no chance of escape.

He would probably be torn into pieces as soon as he got out of the car. In this case, he wouldn't even dare to do so even if he had the guts to do so.

Fortunately, after leaving the center of the battlefield, the ghosts were no longer so dense, so we were able to take a breath.

But before he finished taking the breath, he suddenly choked.

I saw the armored warrior driving the chariot in a circle and rushing towards the zombie base camp that was constantly replenishing its troops.