Fengbi not only protected them, but also rolled up all the more than 20 corpses that rushed over at the same time.

The faster it rolls, the greater the power of the wind barrier to tear apart. The slave-level rotten corpses are concentrated like jumping into a large meat grinder. Not long after, one rotten corpses that are already broken fall outside...

"Go away quickly, don't stay!"

The Wind Barrier solved a large area of ​​rotten corpses, and Mo Fan quickly brought these residual souls into the little loach pendant, urging everyone to say this.

The airflow of the wind plate gradually dissipated, and blood and rotten meat were everywhere. It was barely cleared out a group of corpses. However, everyone had just run forward for less than fifty meters. In front, on the left, and behind, there were actually rotten corpses!

The number of corrupt corpses is more than 20. They run two to three times faster than normal people. Some corrupt corpses with different attributes are faster, and they feel like black shadows are flashing!

"Damn, there are too many rotten corpses!" The short man cursed.

"You can't stop. Now the rotten corpses are coming like a tide. Once the road between us and the main force is submerged, it will be even more impossible for us to join them. After all, the main force is faster than the four of us!" Mo Fan said seriously.

The situation is urgent, and now Mo Fan naturally dares not keep it at all.

He glanced at the direction where the three rotten corpses rushed over, and then he rushed over sixty or seventy. It seemed that hundreds of new undead rushed up in less than a few minutes...

"You stand closer to me, I will destroy them in one breath!" Mo Fan said with a little anger.

"I'm responsible for protection!" the short man said immediately.

The star map was drawn under Mo Fan's feet, and the bright red color looked so eye-catching, it was like stepping on a ring of violently burning flames...

"Fierce Fist!!"

"Nine Palaces!!"

Mo Fan smashed his fist on the ground, and the boiling heat injected into the black land.

The surroundings are dark, even described as pitch black, but it is this area filled with darkness and rotten corpses that nine pillars of fireworks appear in the shape of nine grids and suddenly strike.

The flames flew between the pillars of fire, bursting flames, fire waves, and flame tongues, covering a 100-meter area!

The three corpse teams basically stepped into here, and they were greeted by the hot pillars of fire. One after another, the rotten corpses were directly evaporated, and even the bone meal was not left behind!!

“Hohuhuhuhuhuhuhu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

The fire pillar was extremely shocked. Looking at the explosive flames around him, and then looking at Mo Fan, who was burning red all over his body, at this time, the scar man and Yu Qingsu gradually understood why the demon man had to accept him as the deputy captain...

Violence!!

Very violent!!!

The scar man Fengpan Tianluo only killed twenty rotten corpses. Mo Fan, the Nine Palaces of the Fierce Fist, directly eliminated more than fifty ones. The dilemma of being surrounded on three sides was suddenly relieved. The remaining dozens of rotten corpses who were not dead were just because they walked a little slower and did not step into the violent flame zone.

"Let's go!" Mo Fan glanced at the scorched earth around him, and he spit out a word with great enthusiasm.

The little loach fell quickly, and the destroyed corpses turned into green spots of light and floated into its Styx world.

On the undead, about 80 residual souls can condense one essence. It can be said that the scar man who just killed Mo Fan can kill him, and he can condense one essence!

This benefit is naturally very high, but Mo Fan dares not be greedy. After all, the magic energy will be exhausted. What's more, the number of undead is increasing, and the corpse groups are becoming more and more dense. A corpse team will rush up at any time. If the intermediate magic is not released properly, the rotten corpses will only be desirable for half a minute to pounce on them and stack them over a dozen layers!

Before there was time to strengthen Xingzi, Mo Fan could only lead the three of them to continue rushing forward.

"Little Yan Ji, spit out fire!"

Xiao Yanji's cheeks bulged again, and the bright red flame blanket was spit out, and it was hundreds of meters long.

The corpse team in the straight line ahead was instantly melted by the flames, turning into green spots of light floating towards Mo Fan's little loach...

"Thunderbolt dance!" Yu Qingsu's spirit was flying, and his eyes were purple.

She pointed her finger behind her and created a huge thunder cloud. The clouds were suspended, and thick lightning struck down one after another. If the rotten corpses behind her had to cross this thunder area to catch up, they just had to cross the lightning area. The undead had low IQ and never knew how to dodge or bypass, so she chased after her, and a thunder pen slashed straight down, directly turning into a blood mist and disintegrated.

"I saw it, I saw it... Everyone!" The short man jumped around and finally saw the large army about three hundred meters away from everyone.

The rear of the large army seemed to be Zhou Min and Mu Bai, and they were also cleaning up the pursuing soldiers behind the rotten corpses. Because Mo Fan, short man, Yu Qingsu and scar man, four fierce men, came to fight all the way to join the blood, their pressure was greatly reduced because many rotten corpses surrounded them.

...

"They are back, cover them, cover them!" Zhou Min saw that the few people were safe and hurriedly shouted to the mages who were behind.

One of the hunting mages glared at the eyes and saw that the rotten corpses were killed in pieces about 300 meters behind him. He couldn't help but open his mouth wide and said for a long time: "These four people are as fierce as tigers, and they are all comparable to a large team!"

"Yes, if I were left behind like this, I would be eaten by the dead in minutes and there would be no bones left."

"Stop talking nonsense, help them open the way!"

"No problem, look at me, brute waves!!

"Blood-patterned beasts, go and pick them up." A summoning mage casts contract magic.

Soon a muscle monster with a blood tattooed height of 5 meters rushed out. As soon as this creature appeared, all the little undead turned into a group of dwarfs. They grabbed one and killed one, swept the arm and swept it away, opened their mouths and swallowed one...

The blood-patterned beast rushed into the undead pile, which had a great effect. After all, the mages had to be grouped together and dared not be easily divided and trapped in the enemy formation. The blood-patterned beast, a war-level beast, is different. It is thick in skin and flesh and full of strength. It is estimated that standing in place for those undead to chew it for half a day.

"Sweep the obstacles and move forward at full speed!" The demon man's voice fell from mid-air.

It took just twenty minutes. When the demon man saw that Mo Fan and the other four were already close to the team, there was a smile on his face. It seemed that the people he had selected did have two tricks. It was not easy to destroy the corpse generals and return to the team in 20 minutes. What's more, the four of them ran alone for a kilometer and broke out a kilometer of blood in the undead!
Chapter completed!