The Living Dead.

Such an alternative term has nothing to do with survivors participating in survival challenges.

It is the self-proclaimed of these forgotten people.

Among the bushes.

There are thirty-four living dead people who appear.

The clothes they wore were old and tattered, and there were traces of insects and mold everywhere. Even so, they could still see their previous style.

It was a unified black Taoist robe, with a pair of golden swords embroidered with sleeves and corners of the robe.

In addition to the standard Taoist robe, the flesh and blood of these living dead people was extremely dry, just like pieces of dried dried meat attached to their bones; in the open eyes, the whites of the eyes occupied the vast majority, and the black pupils looked like needle tips.

If these characteristics are just, it is not enough to guess the past identity of the living dead.

As long as they raise their right arms, they can see a storage ring with an ancient shape; coupled with the five elements such as fireballs, water arrows, and rock thorns that they had previously used stiffly, the answer was about to come out.

A cultivator.

This group of living dead people were once immortal cultivators.

Moreover, it comes from the same sect.

If Wang Hao was here, he would probably guess the name of this sect because he had seen similar outfits.

The headed living dead man was tall and had three small swords hanging on the corner of his tattered Taoist robe.

He slowly swept over the survivors and aliens present, and squeezed out a question in his speech.

"All of you are here to grab this sect and practice?"

Asking questions almost word by word.

Extremely stiff.

The nine survivors present came to compete for the secrets of cultivation. They came from District 39 or District 41, and they were farther away and they didn't have time to arrive.

The fog array is a barrier, and not everyone has good luck.

On the other side.

Twelve alien races gathered together and stood very close. Obviously, they were familiar with each other.

Hearing the question, no one of the two forces answered, but looked to the left together, looking a little impatient.

On the left is the direction where Lin Xiaoxiao is.

Survivors know that it is due to the thumbnail map.

The alien race can guess because of the changes in expressions of the living dead and survivors.

"Then, die!"

The head of the dead person could not get a reply, and the pupils as big as a needle trembled a few times. He raised his right arm and waved it, and gave an order to his companion behind him.

"Kill them! Ten of you, come with me!"

Twenty-three living dead people came out, stride forward, their arms raised, and a little bit of flashing light came out from their fingertips.

The prototypes of spells such as fireballs, ice arrows, and gold spears condensed again and could bounce towards the target at any time.

The other ten, together with the headed living dead, turned around and left to the left.

Survivor side.

Seeing that the battle was about to begin, a petite girl suddenly jumped upwards, landed on the back of a huge gray eagle battle pet, and quickly fled to the right.

Before leaving, he still shouted.

"Everyone runs apart!"

Actually, she doesn't need to remind her at all.

Almost at the same time, other survivors used their special skills and scattered.

They are here to rush to practice secrets, not to fight with a group of mummies suspected of cultivators. Since the other party is blocking the way, they will try their best to get around.

The attacking dead people did not lose their position because of this, and immediately divided nine companions to chase after them.

Compared with the survivors of the "Mob", the alien race seemed a little more passionate. When they saw the living dead casting spells, they immediately rushed up, intending to make a gap in the front and chase away the distant target.

boom!

boom!

Boom!

A big battle started directly in the forest.

Most of the aliens who can come here have excellent skills and talent and strong strength. They fight head-on with cultivators. It is hard to say who wins and who loses.

What's more, these strange living dead people are no longer considered pure cultivators, and their attack methods are very single.

As soon as the battle began, a fat red bamboo rat rushed out from the left, clamoring towards the nearest living dead man, looking at his death as if he was home.

Perhaps it had just walked the fork in the road, and it had not met the living dead who was chasing Lin Xiaoxiao.

...

...

Inside the majestic hall.

The three of them were in suit, the black-robed Taoist Chen Chuan, and the blonde man, who did their own things, and no one disturbed each other.

As soon as the system news of the birth of the Su Nu Heart Sutra was released, Xu Changchun and Chen Chuan immediately felt it. As if they had agreed, they looked sideways at the blonde man who was having fun, with their eyes full of jokes.

At this moment, the blonde man had a hideous face and was still competing with his teammates in the human-computer game, shouting and screaming.

The voice is delicate and it sounds unique.

Even if you are cursing.

"Jump, stupid teammate."

"I'll just have a sip of my breasts, just a small sip. Oh my, I'll go, I'll hang up again."

"It takes thirty seconds to resurrection, and the tower in my hometown will be demolished..."

Suddenly, a loud scream was heard.

The blonde man's ferocious expression froze, then his eyes widened, revealing disbelief.

"Damn, the Su Nu Heart Sutra was found? It's impossible. I deliberately changed the magic power on the jade book and placed it on the branch ruins of the old mountain gate of Chen Laodao. There were so many puppet monks guarding..."

Speaking of this, his expression stopped and he looked at Chen Chuan with a little awkward expression.

However, the blonde man had a thick-skinned face, and he ignored the secretly doing things, and then changed the topic in a slander: "Old Dao Chen, there were so many disciples in Xianjian Mountain rebellious back then, and you confined them in the Huo Manor, but deliberately saved their lives. What is the purpose of? Let me tell them."

As he spoke, shiny little stars flashed in his thick eyebrows and big eyes.

If gender and face are ignored, this delicate and delicate woman's voice is very lethal.

This look was so hard that even Xu Changchun, a woman in the suit, could not stand it, so she turned her face and retching.

However, her ears were raised, and she glanced at Chen Chuan, the black-robed robe opposite, waiting for possible explanations.

Chen Chuan withdrew his joking gaze, looking at his nose and his heart, as if he wanted to re-enter the meditation and practice.

The blonde man refused to give in and asked to the end.

"Old Dao Chen, just say it, you won the bet, but if I don't satisfy my little curiosity, I will not give it to the fourth level of "The Nine Turns of the Reunion of the Cute Girls".

In order to show his determination, he firmly withdrew from the game of losing quickly, hugged his shoulders and waited with bright eyes.

Chen Chuan was silent, but in the end he sighed.

"Ah~~ I was an immortal, and a demon. But no matter how I fell into the devil's way, they were all senior brothers who were very kind to me. Living is always better than scattering my soul."

After explaining, he stretched out his right hand toward the blonde man.

"Bai Suzhen, can you give me the bet? If you dare to secretly make trouble in the Huo Manor, I will chop off your pair of claws!"

The words are calm and gentle, without any anger.

But Xu Changchun and the blonde man couldn't help but feel a stern heart, thinking of a rumor about Chen Chuan, the Great Qin Dynasty.
Chapter completed!