Chapter 593

Yao Nan didn't talk nonsense with Mo Fan at all, he flapped his wings and flew in front of Mo Fan, grabbed Mo Fan's collar and lifted Mo Fan into the air.

"All you have to do is charge, charge, charge!" Yao Nan said to everyone again.

After saying this, the demon man has already carried Mo Fan to a higher place, and the black corpse aura permeated the area. Everyone only saw the two of them leaping over the densely packed rotting corpse army, and even took the initiative to attack. That corpse in the black sandstorm!

"Just the two of them...don't know how they died?" Jiang Li said.

"That's right, it's a commander-level undead, and a team of high-level mages may not be able to kill it. He alone, plus a mid-level mage." Zhou Min also said extremely worried.

"In this kind of battle, someone has to be sacrificed. Since they are the captain and vice-captain, they should stand up in such a dangerous situation. Let's not waste their painstaking efforts. Let's go and join the main force."

"That's right, the bravery of the two captains cannot be wasted!"

"Come on, kill this group of black rice dumplings!!"

"If I want to go back alive, I might be on the undead list, hahaha!!"

Obviously, the proactive attack of the two team leaders, Yao Nan and Mo Fan, on the one hand eliminated everyone's fear of commander-level creatures, and on the other hand boosted the morale of the entire team.

However, Mo Fan, who had just completed a difficult task and was pushed into the dragon's lake by the demon man, had infinite shadows in his heart!

Before he could even catch his breath, Yao Nan took him away on his own initiative, and he wanted to ask Yao Nan if the words given to him by the heroic commander-level undead he said before were all fucking let go Shit! !

When Mo Fan was extremely reluctant to join this battle, he said that he only dealt with servant-level undead and general-level undead. If there were commander-level undead who were not dealt with, he would definitely be the first to escape. city ​​wall...

As a result, he is now "flying" above thousands of black carrion legions, and his tiny figure gradually crashes into the sandstorm that fills the air like a mountain. Tentacle-like things writhing in it!

"Yao Nan, I don't know your mother well. If you let go of me now, we are still friends. Otherwise, when I turn into an undead, I will definitely rape all your boyfriends!" Mo Fan yelled.

"I'm a demon,

But I am sexually normal. "Yao Nan said with a smile, but his smile was no different from that of a treacherous fox.

"What exactly do you want to do? I'm just an intermediate mage. Don't compare me to a master like you who can fly, jump, and kill hundreds of undead with one spell." Mo Fan was really irritable.

"You kid, don't pretend to me. Four elements, plus two summoned creatures. I know that you are not easy to use all the means when there are many people. This is not to let you show your power. I deliberately let you get out of the big crowd." Troops...Look, how many corpse generals are down there. I promise you that I will not break my promise, I will deal with this big sarcoma corpse minister, all you have to do is to help me attract the attention of those corpse generals." Yao Nan said.

Yao Nan flapped his wings, and his body was nimbly flying in the air.

Three or four tentacles with large tumors like before suddenly flew towards them, but they were all avoided by the Yao Nan. One of the fleshy tentacles floated past Mo Fan's lower body. With a retraction, the legs split apart...

"Whispering!!!" The weird sarcoid tentacles couldn't turn around, and just brushed against the tens of centimeters below Mo Fan's crotch. Vulgar and dirty words to describe!

"Slaughter the corpse official, its remnant soul belongs to me!" Mo Fan knew that it was impossible for him to go back, so he could only compromise and negotiate terms.

"No problem, I happen to have undead utensils in my hand, and I will collect them for you... The premise is that you must survive those cancerous corpses." Yao Nan smiled.

"What kind of cancerous corpse general, I... I am grass%￥#*"

As soon as Mo Fan said "I didn't see it", Yao Nan let go of his hand and threw Mo Fan directly into a raised mound. The mound was gentle and continuous, but there were corpses in many places. Crawling, Mo Fan fell directly from a height of 100 meters, just like a parachutist fell into a huge crocodile pond...

Originally, those crocodiles were basking in the sun in the shallows with nothing to do, but Mo Fan's gorgeous fall woke them all up, and one by one with bright eyes rushed over!

Mo Fan didn't even have time to greet the Yaonan's ancestors. In order to buffer the falling force, he hastily performed the shadow-escaping technique, allowing his body to blend into the darkness...

Fortunately, it was a dark night, and it was full of dead energy. The shadow escape could be used almost anywhere. Otherwise, if it fell from such a high height and was not surrounded by undead, it would definitely fall flat.

"Speedy Star Wolf, Little Flame Fairy, hurry up and save them!" Mo Fan saw hordes of rotting corpses approaching, with a serious expression on his face.

This time it was really no joke, he was alone in the crowd of undead, perhaps the largest army of rotting corpses had been attracted by the large army, and rushed towards those light mage groups, but the number of corpses here is definitely not a small number, and finally The important thing is that since the commander-level sarcoma corpse minister is not far away, there are a lot of corpses gathered here. With a quick glance, you can see at least 5 corpses mixed in those small and small corpses. Among the corpses, they are rushing towards their delicious self.

"Swift Star Wolf, you deal with that lame one for me. It's best to lure it to the bottom of the mound, where the rotting corpses won't go down well, so you can concentrate on dealing with it."

"Little Flame Fairy, you set up a wall of fire with me as the center, the kind with a larger area, keep setting fire, the bigger the fire, the better."

Taking advantage of the little time left, Mo Fan immediately told his two summoned beasts that it would definitely not be a problem to deal with a small corpse with the strength of the Swift Star Wolf. Fighting, but Mo Fan can't let it deal with the giant corpse alone, it has to guard by his side, and block the slave-level carrion to the greatest extent within two hundred meters... Only then can Mo Fan concentrate on dealing with it Corpse General!

(It’s the end of the year in a blink of an eye, and I accidentally let everyone jump into the tree pit for half a year, hehehehe,~~~~~~~)