Soon, in a burst of shrill screams, man Xiu's voice completely disappeared. He saw three dead spirits completely besieging him in a dead spirit, tangled together, like a gray cocoon.
A moment later, the fog dispersed, and the man Xiu had become a haggard and terrible corpse. The flesh, blood and spirit were completely extracted and swallowed, leaving nothing left. His death was miserable.
"Oh, you don't know what to do."
In mid air, Chen Xiao glanced back and just sneered.
He doesn't have the slightest sympathy. Monks who dare to venture deep into the island ruins, whether decent or evil, have long been determined to die.
This determination is not only to kill other people's treasures, but also the awareness that you may die at any time.
Therefore, Chen Xiao will not have any burden to kill people. Even if he falls into a desperate situation one day, he will never complain about others. He only blames his poor strength and poor learning skills.
"Well, it's time for the next one."
Without stopping much, Chen Xiao soon turned to the next ruins and did the same. As a result, there were dozens more dead in a very short time, and the number increased sharply.
As a space friar, Chen Xiao can often dodge easily and avoid smoothly with a blinking magic power without being involved.
But others don't have such good luck and strong enough strength.
From time to time, curses, desperate cries, and shrill wails came from all over the island.
In the forest, Chen Xiao squatted carefully in the crown of a big tree and looked at all this silently.
"There are nearly a hundred dead souls wandering in the ruins of the whole island. It's enough for these people to drink a pot. I hope they can succeed and help me get rid of Dou Qianhu."
As for Yang Yuangang, whether he will be injured by mistake, Chen Xiao can't care much at this time.
After all, this sentiment is less important than your own life.
He knew very well that at any time, it was the first thing to save his life, and there was nothing he could do about others.
"Go and see how the war is going there."
Chen Xiaoxin thought and slowly began to lean towards Dou Qianhu.
Previously, out of fear of Dou Qianhu, Chen Xiao had been afraid to stay too close to the four of them in case his whereabouts were found by the other party. Although he has the power of teleportation, it would be extremely troublesome if he was entangled by Dou Qianhu.
Especially on this island, there are many dead people.
He can deal with one dead person at a time, but once the number is large, he will be in trouble, so Chen Xiao doesn't dare to gamble.
A moment later, after Chen Xiao came to a rock, he looked into the distance. Dou Qianhu four people had been in trouble and were being chased by more than a dozen dead souls.
Five of them are chasing Dou Qianhu. It can also be seen that among these four people, his strength is undoubtedly the strongest.
The remaining three barely cope with the other dead.
The five headed dead, even with the strong strength of Dou Qianhu, is almost the absolute limit. If there is more, it will be very dangerous.
Fortunately, the island remains are large enough to move and dodge. In addition, there are many monks on the island, who share some of the pressure for them. Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be more dead people to surround them.
In addition, Dou Qianhu was careful enough not to attract more.
In this way, under the chase of more than a dozen dead people, the four people must run away all the time and get no news for a moment, because once they stop, they will be caught up by the dead people behind them.
As Yang Yuangang ran, he burst out and scolded, "Damn it, are these dead people tireless? It's terrible and weird that they haven't slowed down at all from just now to now."
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