Chapter 796: An Unexpected Reunion

Rustle... On the canyon ledge to the upper left of everyone, a giant headless vulture corpse moved. In an instant, it seemed as if a wake-up signal had been issued. Following the wake-up of the headless vulture, The whole canyon comes alive!

The countless dead creatures hanging on the walls of the canyon, lying on the ground of the canyon, and even buried in the bottom of the canyon all climbed up and stood up straight! They have different sizes, and their energy responses are also uneven, but within the range of sight, even the weakest ones are at the level of heroic souls, and some even have energy close to that of heavenly souls!

Not only the awakening of the dead, but also the overwhelming dark breath of death. At this time, the sky of the canyon has changed from the original dark red to bright red, as if even the sky smells of blood. , Excited and eager for the bloody killing.

Wang Zhong's gaze narrowed slightly, while Simba screamed uncontrollably: "Damn, wouldn't it be okay to wake up at the beginning? Only wake up in the middle, there is a conspiracy on this cliff!"

"Wang Zhong!" Mu Zi had been back to back with Wang Zhong for the first time. The fairy tale secret realm last time had already made him re-acquainted with Wang Zhong's combat power. "We each take charge of each side and charge forward!"

Wang Zhong licked his tongue, not only did he not have the slightest fear on his face, but instead showed a look of anticipation: "Come on, you are not afraid of living, you are afraid of death for no reason!"

Muzi smiled slightly, he seemed more at ease in the world of life and death, more freewheeling...

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The dead in the headless world don't respond to laughter at all. They don't even have a head, so why should they react? They may not hear it at all, but the breath of the living woke them up from their deep sleep. For them, the breath of the living is too annoying and pungent, and they instinctively want to destroy it.

But obviously, these headless dead were not the only ones who heard the laughter.

On the other side of the Broken Head Canyon, four figures were walking steadily, three men and one woman, just like Muzi and the others, walking through the canyon full of corpses of the dead.

The four of them could be seen walking in a transparent protective cover, standing carelessly in the middle of the canyon section, but none of the headless dead who were constantly recovering around saw them, but They were all gathering towards Wang Zhong and Muzi. When passing by the protective shield, the headless dead would automatically avoid it, as if this was just a very ordinary protruding rock, allowing them to go around instinctively.

The revival of the headless dead man was so loud that all four of them stopped at this moment.

Boss Du was a little speechless. Obviously, there was nothing wrong with his barrier protection, and the effect was still strong, completely covering up all the anger of a group of four people. For a master barrier barrier master in the Heavenly Soul stage, this is just a trivial matter Son.

But the problem is that in a place like the world of life and death, it's like driving a car. No matter how good your skills are, if you don't bump into others, you will feel helpless when you meet someone who touches porcelain. Thinking of the two idiots who appeared out of nowhere, they woke up the headless dead in the canyon.

From MMB, looking for something to do if you have nothing to do, Boss Du can't laugh or cry: "Where the hell is this idiot? Well, we have to wait now, unless the dead calm down, we will definitely be found if we move. I don't want to Fighting with these headless guys is a waste of time, so many people will kill them forever."

"It's probably the gang of ignorant brats in the Holy City." Another old man said with disdain on his face, "Do these two heroic souls have any brains? Are young people these days so bloated?"

"Brain, brain! Where are the black people from the holy city?" Boss Du caught Muzi first with a glance from a distance: "Look at that little bald head, it's obviously a briquette from Tutankhamun's side!"

"You old man loves to argue with me, don't you? Then according to what you say, what about the white one next to you?" Mo Jiu stared.

"It's as if Tutankhamun didn't have any federal people." Boss Du chuckled: "Otherwise, Mo Laojiu, let's make a bet on whether these two brats are from the Holy City or from Tutankhamun." ?”

"What a bet! You don't have a good wine to lose to me, why should I have fun with you?" Mo Jiu gave him a blank look, and simply sat down on the spot, took out a small wine jug from the storage bracelet, squinted and smacked He took a sip: "Watching a show, the headless dead man vs. the duo of the Holy City kid, let's go after they die."

"Two seniors, maybe these two people are not stupid." The young man among the four smiled slightly: "I know one of them."

"Oh? You know it. It should belong to the Federation. Why did you come to such a place?"

The young man smiled, "His name is Wang Zhong."

This young man is exactly Mo Wen. Compared with half a year ago, he is more than one head taller, his figure is stronger, his skin is darker, and his temperament is much more mature, while the girl beside him is more mature. It was Mo Xingchen.

As the absolute center of gravity of the Mohist generation, whether it is Mo Wen as a guardian of Taoism or Mo Xingchen as a master of destiny, the high hopes that the family places on them are far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

If you don't want to go to the holy city, there must be a better arrangement. The family specially sent Mo Jiu, a master of heavenly soul, as a guide to guide him to the fifth-dimensional world.

The world of life and death this time is the goal of Mo Wen, and Boss Du is the friend Mo Jiu made in the holy city back then, the master of enchantment, and the helper he invited this time. I came to the Mo family this time because the Mo family got the news that there is a golden slate altar here, so I brought Mo Wen and Mo Xingchen to try my luck.

"Wang Zhong? CHF took care of that young man of yours?" Mo Jiu was taken aback for a moment. He had never met Wang Zhong, but because he brought Mo Wen and Mo Xingchen to the fifth dimension during this time, he had heard him mention CHF. After the failure, I had some impressions: "It's not very good, the soul power is only more than 5,000, and it has been almost half a year since entering the holy city, but it has not yet reached its peak."

If these words are heard by the newcomers in the Holy City, I am afraid it will hurt their self-esteem too much, but if the reference is Mo Wen...

"The holy city is the best at misleading people. It seems that he is no longer your opponent."

"Boss Du, this person cannot be judged by common sense." Mo Xingchen next to him smiled: "Look, they dare to come here in two heroic soul stages. I don't think they are completely unprepared."

After all, he is a Destiny Master. Even old guys like Mo Jiu would never ignore what Mo Xingchen said, and he was a little interested: "Is it your guess or what Destiny said?"

"Half and half," Mo Xingchen shook his head with a smile, "You always know that my predictions are always time-sensitive and sometimes ineffective."

"The power is too weak to observe the destiny thoroughly. It won't happen after stepping into the soul of heaven. Follow the feeling, don't force prediction." Mo Jiu said, the power is not enough to forcibly observe the way of heaven, the power of backlash, even if the most holy teacher is resurrected It doesn't work.

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