Six Hundred and Ninetieth Eight Chapters Dead Tide Receded

"Be careful, the **** of chaos will stop our previous power, and its power may become stronger!" The mysterious gray and white man reminded everyone.

"The one to be careful of should be the man on top of the corpse of the mountain, his breath..." Han Ji raised his head, but his eyes were fixed on that man!

As Han Ji said, everyone present is a strong person, and their perceptual ability is very keen. The man on the top of the corpse of the mountain not only used a magic to defuse everyone's joint blow, but also his breath was more terrifying, with a strange and The mystery made everyone unconsciously vigilant, and completely smelled the dangerous aura emanating from him!

Mo Fan is the closest to the corpse of the mountain. He is standing on the top of the signal tower of an experimental building that has been shattered in half. This height is just enough to look at the person on the corpse of the mountain.

The corpse of the mountain no longer ran away. This mighty mad corpse seemed to be very afraid of that person. His body actually knelt down slowly, and his proud head kept drooping...

When everyone saw this scene, their faces were even more shocked!

Let the corpse of the mountain kneel down? ? ?

Who is this person? Could it be that his realm is higher than the corpse of the peak of the monarch? ? ?

It's no wonder that a strong man like Han Ji would show a bit of panic! !

The corpse of the mountain turned around and slowly walked towards the crowd with the person on top of it. This thousand-year-old corpse seemed to be willing to be that person's car.

Gradually approaching, the rain of the dim dawn fell from the sky. In the dimness, one could see this person wearing a jet-black armor robe. He was evil and majestic. Stormy inner city!

"Ancient...ancient...ancient king!!" The mysterious gray-and-white man trembled violently, and his eyes became extremely empty!

Han Ji was also stunned!

Judging from the ancient picture scrolls, the ancient king was wearing a jet-black evil armor robe when he became immortal. , He really doesn't have a breath of a living person on him! !

"He's awake..." Zhu Meng said in a daze.

When he wakes up, everything will be over, all the living will become dead, and this city that has been passed down for thousands of years will also become a paradise for the dead, carnival every night!

The corpse of the mountain is near,

This guy didn't dare to release a bit of that violent breath, not because of the severe injury under his throat, but because of the person standing on top of it, it didn't dare to move in the slightest.

With trembling steps, it walked past the signal tower of the experimental building where Mo Fan was standing. At this moment, Mo Fan could clearly see the face of the man in the armored robe!

It wasn't his side face, because the man in the armor also turned his head, and those eyes that were pools of dead water were staring at him directly!

"Boss... Chief Instructor..." Mo Fan shuddered all over his body, and couldn't believe what he saw.

Zhankong! !

This face is clearly the Chief Instructor Zhan Kong! !

Mo Fan felt that his mind was about to be subverted, he couldn't understand what he saw at all.

Zhan Kong, who was wearing an armored robe, was staring at him. He didn't know if he recognized him, or he just felt that his demonic aura was different.

Suddenly, the man in armor raised his hand.

The chaotic void that absorbed all the skills from before appeared in front of Mo Fan!

Mo Fan subconsciously thought that he was attacking him, and tensed up, ready to fight with that deep doubt.

However, what came out of the chaotic vortex was not the destructive energies before, as if a strange gate of time and space had been opened, and three figures were drawn out of the chaotic whirlwind.

"Liu Ru, Zhang Xiaohou, Su Xiaoluo!"

Mo Fan recognized the three of them at a glance, jumped up hurriedly, grabbed one with one hand, and bit the collar of Zhang Xiaohou's neck with his teeth...

With a step on the shoulder of the corpse of the mountain, Mo Fan bounced back to the signal tower of the experimental building just now with the three of them in his mouth.

The three of them were obviously stunned by the whirlwind of chaos, and they closed their eyes unconsciously. After Mo Fan put them down, his eyes fell on the man in the armor again.

However, Zhan Kong, who was completely different from the two of them, did not make any eye contact with Mo Fan any more. He turned around indifferently, leaving everyone with a peerless back view...

As he turned around, the corpse of the mountain seemed to have received some order, turned around, and walked out of the city with big strides.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!!"

"Boom!!!"

Every time the corpse of the mountain took a step, it made the sound of the ground shaking, and every time it took a step, it would see an army of undead sinking into the soil inexplicably outside the inner city.

Beicheng was the first to disappear. Most of the rotting corpse army had the ability to escape from the ground. The vast sea of ​​corpses penetrated under the wreckage of the city in just a few minutes. Judging from the unusual fluctuations produced by the ground, tens of thousands Ji's army of rotting corpses is following the corpse of the mountain gradually away... To be precise, it should be the person standing on the top of the corpse following the mountain!

"Boom~~~"

The footsteps got farther and farther away, and most of the tide of undead in the northern city faded away. The spectacular departure made the sun even delay the radiance of the sun, as if twilight was approaching.

Gradually, a ghost king in the south finally appeared in the eyes of the world!

This ghost seems to have more to say, frantically opened its huge bat-like wings, rolled up a burst of panic and flew over the golden barrier in the inner city, also heading in the direction of the north...

Following this ghost king was an army of evil ghosts like dark clouds rolling wildly. When they flew over the golden barrier, the entire inner city was plunged into darkness again, and you couldn't see your fingers.

It didn't take long for these clouds made up of countless evil spirits to fly to the north, returning wisps of humble sunshine to the city, and leaving a patch of scaring people who passed out on the street.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!!!"

In the end, the terrifying skeleton army finally receded like a tide.

The dead kings of all directions, including the corpse of the mountain peak, the four dead kings who are still alive have led the undead tribes they ruled away gradually. None of them dare to stay, and no one touches the inner city again, even if the inner city is golden. The world will be shattered at any moment.

The black ocean gradually disappeared to the north, and the mess of the city was completely exposed to the gradually brightening sunlight. Collapsed buildings, broken streets, broken bridges, and unrecognizable urban areas...

Only the well-preserved inner city has countless survivors, and there are complete city walls and buildings, but it seems to have collapsed, and there is silence under the sun. For a long, long time, no one realizes that this catastrophe is over! (www.. )