The green remains floated out from under the bus and slowly fell into the little loach pendant.

The war general-level remnant soul is also very effective when it is used to refine slave-level spirits. Mo Fan, who is concentrating on killing the undead, accidentally discovered that another spirit was born.

The battle and killing have not stopped much in recent times. The little loach has been working for 24 hours, refining the essence for Mo Fan, and the number of essence has increased sharply.

The undead continued to rush over. Mo Fan glanced at the crowd and found that the first young men who ran out had arrived at the pedestrian street opposite, and the entire zebra crossing was already full of people. From Mo Fan, he looked completely at his head...

However, even though more than ninety mages were protecting each other, some evil ghosts with strange actions jumped into the crowd.

Most of these evil ghosts have sharp claws. When a cold light flashes, someone will spit blood and fall down, without any resistance.

Fortunately, the impact caused by the crowd running is quite strong. These evil ghosts only dare to attack on the outside, and there are relatively limited people who kill.

The low-level undead are all a group of greedy and stupid creatures, with a few rotten corpses. If an evil ghost kills one person, they will immediately rush towards the fallen person when they smell the smell of blood. Therefore, the death of a person can often give others more time until those rotten corpses and evil ghosts taste fresh meat, blood, and delicious internal organs...

The evil ghost Mo Fan who broke into the crowd had no choice but to kill them with a fierce punch, but more people were probably killed by his magic. This situation was the termite survival theory that Mu Bai mentioned.

As the evil ghosts broke in, the number of corrupt corpses increased, and more people fell down. Every second, people screamed and asked for help in the pool of blood, and every second, someone safely passed through the death street.

Mo Fan has already experienced the cruelty of this world. In fact, the demise brought about by the sweeping of a war in any world will not be inferior to this undead attack.

"Ka!"

Mo Fan crushed the black undead crystal with his thumb and index finger, and a trace of energy flowed into his thunder nebula under the guidance of his thoughts...

One in eighth!

This is Mo Fan's second time using the undead crystal at the war-level general level. The magic energy is indeed as the short man said, and only one-eighth of it was replied.

After taking a deep breath, Mo Fan drew a star map expressionlessly, and a thought of the star track ordered his initial magic to be completed almost in one thought.

His hands were wrapped around the mark of lightning, and he threw the lightning away at the rotten corpses entrenched outside the roadblock. The dense lightning turned into a lightning field, constantly passing it on the rotten corpses.

However, the number of rotten corpses is too large. The lightning strikes that each rotten corpse can be exposed to become scarce, so that they cannot completely paralyze them. The group of rotten corpses collided with the roadblocks built by the car, and suddenly broke out a gap. Groups of rotten corpses rushed towards the crowd behind them!

Mo Fan originally wanted to turn his head and ignore it, but when he heard the screams of a group of children, his face was already a little pale, he gritted his teeth again and forced a star track to draw...

The moon-colored star track teared open a space crack in the air, and a wolf beast with wounds flew out from inside, and jumped straight from a height of several dozen meters to the gap in the roadblock that was washed away.

"Kill them all!" Mo Fan gave an order to Jixinglang!

The Star Wolf fell directly into the group of rotten corpses. The falling ones hit a layer of beast light. As it trampled to the ground, more than a dozen rotten corpses were immediately shocked.

"Ahhhh~~~~~~~~~~!!"

The star wolf stepped out of the empty space, and the waves snarled towards the sky, and the sand and dust rose for no reason. The star wolf with its hair flying as the center turned into a violent sand and dust hurricane.

The gravel hit the body of the rotten corpses, and the rotten corpses did not feel any pain at all. However, as the sandstorm became more and more intense, the rotten corpses were raised from the ground and threw high into the air to endure the shaking of the strong wind and the wolf claws.

The hurricane that had just become yellow dust gradually turned scarlet, and I don’t know how many rotten corpses and evil ghosts were torn apart in the entire hurricane.

The hurricane slowly subsided and the blood rain fell.

The teenagers who were rushed to the back by the crowd turned their heads and suddenly found that the group of rotten corpses had disappeared, replaced by messes, broken limbs, internal organs, meat pieces, and plasma...

All of this was bloody in the middle, and a handsome martial wolf beast with hair dyed blood red standing there, gasping heavily, constantly spitting out white air.

Scars, new wounds, and rotten sores were everywhere, but the wolf beast still took a step and followed the last head of the crowd. As long as there were rotten corpses and evil ghosts rushing over, it would pounce on the undead's neck.

"Treat...heal!"

After a young man said the name of magic, he bit his lip tightly, and the holy and milky white stars connected one by one extremely slowly, especially when it was the sixth and seventh ones, the stars were shaking and would break the entire star track at any time.

The boy's eyes were firm and he completed this initial magic with sweating.

The healing light finally appeared on his palm like a fluorescent spring. The fair and tender boy happily sprinkled the healing light liquid on the scarred star wolf.

A long trace of the corpse claw on the back of the Qixing wolf was bathed in the healing liquid and it healed very quickly. Soon after, the nearly half-meter-long crack became only subtle in hair.

This scar is at the shoulder and back of the Qixing Wolf. Every time the Qixing Wolf swings her claws, she will suffer the pain of tearing. Although this healing magic is weak, it removes the biggest hidden disease for the Qixing Wolf.

The boy seemed a little excited. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly found a black man who was extremely evil and slowly emerged from a shadow...

The boy recognized this person, and it was the young mage who had been sniping a large number of undeads at a high place, and a little worship and awe flashed in his eyes.

"This... this is the first time I have used magic." said the healing boy.

"How tall are you?"

"First year of high school. Let me help you. I can heal your summoned beast. Your summoned beast is so powerful. I have killed so many undead at once." said the healing boy.

"Come on the crowd quickly. There are only a few people in the first category who are awakened and healed. Don't die early." Mo Fan said calmly.

"But I can already..."

"Save your enthusiasm to the inner city. To cure a mage is equivalent to saving a group of people." Mo Fan did not say much to the boy and directly ordered the Goblin beast to send the boy away from here.
Chapter completed!