This is a very spacious main road, with shops, shopping malls, and buildings along the border, and there are very few streets and alleys that can be passed through vertically. The main road leading directly to Anyuanmen in the center is even entrenched by the dead.

There will be more people gathering in the main road, so the undead will rush here frantically. Therefore, all the main roads are basically the places where the undead are densest. There is even a building-like flesh-mounted corpse minister stuck there, which is completely a meat mountain. Even the wizards can't even pass by it.

Mo Fan and others were not afraid of the group of rotten corpses. Even if there were warrior-level undead, they could solve the problem quickly. However, if they encountered the corpse ministers of the Meat Hill, ten thousand would be dead.

They carefully came to the main road that was crossed in front of many people, and found that the entire spacious road was filled with undead, skeletons, rotten corpses, and evil ghosts. The most terrifying thing was that there were no more corpse generals and bone generals among the undead.

The road was covered with blood, and the corpses were everywhere, and they looked like a doomsday scene.

"This is a dead street." The short man hid on the balcony of a building and said in a cold voice.

Looking down from a high place, you can see some unknown people on some nearby roads running towards this dead street. Not to mention ordinary people, I guess the wizard would have no life even when he broke into it!

"There are too many undeads, and it is difficult for us to get through." Mu Bai said.

"If nothing unexpected happens, there should be other mages nearby. We have to find them and join forces with them, otherwise everyone will die here." The short man said.

Mo Fan nodded. The dead street was too dense, and it would be a fierce battle to break through.

The most troublesome thing is the corpse minister of the flesh hill. Once it is alarmed, everyone will be ruined here.

"I'll go find someone." The short man acted simply and disappeared in two or three seconds.

"I'll check the situation ahead. Mu Bai, Zhou Min, you are here to protect them." Mo Fan did not wait, and ordered everyone to say.

There are ordinary people in their team, and it is definitely not practical to force them to pass through. They must have to make a way out to allow these people on Bocheng Street to pass through safely.

"Okay, be careful." Zhou Min said.

The words were still echoing in the building where they were hiding, but Mo Fan was gone.

In such a towering building, Mo Fan is actually very convenient to move. The shadows are convenient to move. The interlaced building shadows and some dead corners are Mo Fan's pedals, which can freely shuttle...

Mo Fan jumped gently from a balcony, stepped on the iron mesh window of a building, and shot onto the rooftop of a low house with a lower floor.

The rooftop has been blocked by a tall yellow office building next to it. After Mo Fan's black figure fell on the rooftop, he felt like he had crawled into the water and disappeared for several seconds.

Not long after, Mo Fan appeared on the other side of the rooftop, staring at the dead street that was only separated by a building.

He looked down at the path hit by the deep rain curtain. Mo Fan let his body fall naturally and landed on the parasol of a coffee shop...

"Oh!"

Mo Fan finally landed on the ground with the elastic force of the parasol, but when he turned around, he saw an evil ghost under the umbrella.

The evil ghost had horns on his head, long chin, and pointed teeth on his lower lip that looked like a porcupine, and his whole face was red and red.

It was originally patrolling here, but the umbrella above its head shook and a person came. For a moment, the ghost stared at people, and sparks of ghosts flew around the corner!

“Ahhhhh~~~~!”

"Thunder Seal!"

The evil ghost screamed and rushed towards Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was also quite agile. He jumped to the side, avoided the opponent's attack and immediately sent the lightning in his palm.

The electric arc crackled and suddenly wrapped around the evil ghost's whole body. Dozens of electric shocks were generated at the same time, making the evil ghost's body so burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, twitching all over, and feeling like he was dancing a break-dancing.

The Mo Fan thunder seal is not small, and this evil ghost is obviously fragile. After all the arcs pass through its body, it takes its life away, and the small residual soul floats into the small loach pendant.

"Is this dead?" Mo Fan was also a little surprised, but he didn't want to think too much.

At this moment, he was only the building in front of him. Behind the building was a coffee shop. Fortunately, Mo Fan stepped into this coffee shop, and hid in the house and slowly entered the other end to check the situation of the death street.

After passing through the coffee shop, we arrived at a lobby.

There were several skeletons walking around aimlessly in the hall. Mo Fan did not alarm them, and directly turned into a black shadow and crossed over to the ceiling.

Further ahead is the dead street. Most of the windows on the street in the building were smashed, and broken glass slags were everywhere. There was a male corpse not far away that had been gnawed beyond recognition. Judging from the clothing, it seemed that he was a clerk here.

There are a bunch of scattered models in the window, and Mo Fan hides behind these models. The shadow of the shadow can make it almost coincide with some darker backgrounds and hide its breath, so that it will not be discovered by those low-level undead in a short period of time.

Outside this window is a dead street, and the street is a little wider than it looks, and it is unlikely that Mo Fan would pass through it with his shadow.

With this glance, the number of rotten corpses, skeletons, and evil ghosts was less than 200, and the warrior-level undead looked like three or four. Even a team of elite mid-level mages might not be able to kill them.

There is no way, where there are meaty mounds and corpse ministers, the undead must be as dense as dogs. I hope that the short man can find several reliable mage teams, and everyone can work together to truly pass this dead street.

Mo Fan checked again and chose a crossing path with a slightly smaller number of undeads. Coincidentally, it was a long zebra crossing.

Before crossing the zebra crossing, there is a pedestrian street that is getting narrower and narrower. As long as everyone rushes to the pedestrian street, even if a large number of undead rushes over, they will be blocked by the narrow buildings on both sides, which will help everyone get out.

"Huh? Is there a flying mage?" Mo Fan was about to leave when he suddenly saw a man in purple clothes above a Western restaurant across the street.

The man was still circling with the wind wings behind him. Although the wind wings did not move, the surrounding air flow rotated at a high speed.

The man in purple clothes seemed to have come to investigate the situation. When his eyes swept across the dead street, he suddenly locked in Mo Fan, who was hiding in the window and pretending to be a dummy model!

"How many people are there in you, Shadow Mage?" The man's voice suddenly floated over from the opposite street, and the voice was clear as if it was ringing beside him.

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, and then the sound of the soul that Xinxia had used before.
Chapter completed!