Chapter 4981 Brother Qing, Are You Alright (Please Ask for a Ticket)

They have lost the courage and ability to resist.

This world will end sooner or later!

They... they are just greedy for life and fear of death, and want to die later!

Han Jiaming listened to the cries and roars of the monks, but he didn't pay any attention to it, but looked down at Ouyang Qing below, with a cheerful expression on his face.

Ouyang Qing's speed is indeed very fast, he is obviously just a virtual immortal.

The movement speed actually surpassed him.

It is also with the strange movement and movement that he can insist that he has not been caught by the ghoul.

It's just that the wounds on his body have become more and more, and the ghoul poison has spread faster and faster.

But soon, he had nowhere to run.

Because the speed of the advanced mutant ghoul suddenly accelerated.

One of the third-order ghouls swelled several times, disappeared in place in an instant, and grabbed Ouyang Qing.

The huge claws pinched Ouyang Qing's whole body.

The blood basin opened its mouth to swallow him.

Yan Haotian and Bai Yichen's expressions changed greatly, and they wanted to rush to save them.

But he was caught by the ghoul around him and couldn't escape.

On the other side, Jing Yuan was also in a desperate situation.

The fifth-order ghoul tore off his arm and swallowed his golden bowl.

With red eyes, he rushed towards Jing Yuan, who was already scarred.

Han Jiaming's eyes showed excitement.

He glanced at this side and then over there for a moment, waiting to see the scene where Jing Yuan and Ouyang Qing were torn apart.

Even the second-order ghouls that rushed up didn't bother to kill them, they just avoided them at will.

At this moment, everyone, regardless of the Taoist camp or the monks from the Immortal Cultivator camp, fell into a daze of despair.

They even lost the desire to fight, and subconsciously looked in the direction where the ghouls gathered and slaughtered.

There is no saving, the world is no longer saved!

will soon be destroyed.

And they are all going to die.

Someone couldn't help crying loudly.

Some people retched uncontrollably, and burst into mad laughter.

At this moment, no one noticed that there was a shallow light on the Hall of Medicine King not far away.

Colorful, and mixed with the lingering black mist.

Only Li Weiran, who was left alone in the guardian camp, opened his eyes slightly, and a strange light flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

Ouyang Qing, who was caught by the third-order ghoul and sent into the mouth, looked calm, he looked in the direction of Yan Haotian and Bai Yichen, and smiled lightly: "I can't repay the grace of the Ming Yan Army for saving many times. If there is a chance in the next life, I hope to repay the kindness. Brother Yan, if you can see Xiao Sheng again, please tell me…”

Before Ouyang Qing finished speaking, Yan Haotian and Bai Yichen's expressions changed.

Not anger, powerlessness, despair.

But incredibly shocked.

Ouyang Qing trembled inexplicably.

On this battlefield where flesh and blood are flying, and the smell of rancidity is permeating.

The tip of his nose seemed to smell a familiar smell.

The next moment, he felt that his eyes were falling rapidly.

The angry and painful roar of the third-order ghoul came from behind.

Grab his claws as they fall, slowly melting away.

A layer of golden substance was attached to this claw at some point.

Like spiritual power, like fire.

The ghoul's flesh and blood is quickly burned and evaporated.

Ouyang Qing felt in a trance that he was hugged and fell to the ground.

A familiar voice came from my ear, "Brother Qing, are you alright?"

Ouyang Qing slowly turned his head to look, and saw a familiar and handsome face.

In those clear eyes, there was his shadow, and there was an unconcealed worry and concern.

"Little... Sheng..."