Xiaosi died miserably under the bite of the terrifying corpse turtle group. As if they had tasted Xiaosi's delicious flesh and blood, at this moment, the corpse turtles seemed to be stimulated and rushed towards Zhang Fan and He Chunsheng again.
They crawled on the ground, making dense rustling sounds. Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan felt his scalp numb. He had just peeed, but there was no more boyish pee.
Now that all the trump cards have been used, there is no other way. However, at this time, Zhang Fan also discovered a very critical problem, that is, the zombie king had obviously been eliminated by He Chunsheng. Logically speaking, this [catacomb] scene should be over.
But now, the system sound for completing the scene task has not sounded. I don’t know what happened.
"Hey! Brother." He Chunsheng glanced at the terrifying corpse turtles that were constantly coming towards him, but he didn't feel any panic. His expression was as calm as ever, and the corners of his mouth even raised slightly. With a hint of curvature, he looked at Zhang Fan and smiled.
"Huh?" Zhang Fan's pupils suddenly shrank when he heard the sound, wondering what He Chunsheng was up to. Since He Chunsheng conquered the Zombie King, he may have obtained unimaginable benefits from it. If he suddenly attacked him now, he would have no chance to react.
"Brother, it's over. You can take your time and play by yourself. He will leave first!" The imagined attack did not happen. He Chunsheng grinned, showing a pair of white teeth.
As soon as he finished speaking, he controlled the zombie king, opened the way in front, and walked out slowly behind him.
The densely packed corpse turtles, exuded by the terrifying zombie king, were so oppressive that they did not dare to approach. They could only anxiously wander around the zombie king and He Chunsheng.
As they moved forward, all the corpse turtles that had originally filled the tomb moved out of the way to make way for them.
After a while, He Chunsheng walked out of the tomb and went outside. When Zhang Fan saw this, his heart was beating wildly. He wanted to take advantage of this moment to rush out with He Chunsheng, but as soon as he made a move, a mass of corpses and turtles suddenly swarmed in and rushed He Chunsheng. The road that Chunsheng walked out was covered again, and then he opened his ferocious mouthparts, roared at Zhang Fan, and came in a hurry.
"Old Immortal Sai, think of a way!" Seeing the corpse turtles approaching, Zhang Fan hurriedly shouted.
"Don't be afraid, now I have a way, but it will cost you a lot!" Sai Laoxian knew that the situation at this time was extremely dangerous, and he said quickly.
"What is it?" Zhang Fan looked pale and asked without looking back.
"Master Patriarch, please come forward!" Sai Laoxian said with a solemn expression.
"What?!" After hearing this, Zhang Fan's heart was beating wildly. Invite the Patriarch to get up? Isn't this too fantastical?
Do you think this is a movie?
"How to do it?" Zhang Fan continued to ask anxiously.
"You learn from me!" Sai Laoxian stood suspended in the air, stepping on the seven-star step, and crossed his arms on his chest.
When Zhang Fan saw this scene, he didn't dare to hesitate and quickly started to learn in style. \"Please come to me, Master Patriarch!
! \"Sai Laoxian shouted lowly. Zhang Fan also shouted. But in the next moment, nothing happened.
"Sai Laoxian, your method seems to be useless!!" Zhang Fan saw that the corpse turtle was less than half a meter away from him. This method of asking the ancestor to get on it did not work, and he became anxious.
"Ah, I almost forgot, this invitation to the Patriarch needs to be done in an altar!" Sai Laoxian suddenly woke up and said with an embarrassed look on his face.
"What?!"
"Sai Laoxian...I'm your uncle...you are trying to trick me!!" After hearing this, Zhang Fan screamed.
At this moment, the first corpse turtle climbed onto Zhang Fan's body, and was about to open its dark mouthparts and bite it in one bite.
"Holy shit!!" After seeing the corpse turtle, Zhang Fan screamed and wanted to take a photo of it. Just before he fully made this move, something that shocked him suddenly appeared.
Because at this moment, the corpse turtle crawling on Zhang Fan suddenly stiffened, fell to the ground with a snap, and died strangely.
Not only that, even the crowds of corpse turtles that were surrounded by darkness and densely approaching each other turned around one after another, retreating crazily like the tide.
This scene is as if the corpse turtle has encountered some extremely terrifying natural enemy and does not dare to stop for a moment. Soon, the group of corpse turtles surrounding Zhang Fan all retreated and became empty.
"What...what happened?" Zhang Fan looked at the empty tomb and was confused, not knowing what happened.
"I don't know either!" Sai Laoxian was also confused.
"Tap...tap...tap..." The sound of strange footsteps suddenly sounded at this moment.
The sound came from outside the bronze door. Hearing the strange footsteps, Zhang Fan hurriedly followed them.
"Could it be that He Chunsheng discovered his conscience and came back to save me?" Zhang Fan murmured to himself. The strange footsteps were getting closer and closer, and soon they arrived outside the bronze door, slowly revealing their figure.
The moment Zhang Fan saw that figure, his scalp almost exploded, and his breathing became faster than ever.
Because the person who came was not He Chunsheng at all. But... Sun Xiaodong, who was originally dead.
"Sun...Sun Xiaodong??!!"
"He also turned into a monster?" Zhang Fan's voice was trembling, and he looked at Sun Xiaodong as if he was facing a formidable enemy. this
"Sun Xiaodong" was covered with jet black hair, and his pair of scarlet vertical pupils shone with an icy cold light in the dim tomb.
In addition, Sun Xiaodong, who was originally strong and fierce, has become even more terrifying now. A vague and terrifying coercion slowly spread out from his body.
It looks like an extremely terrifying humanoid monster. If it weren't for the fact that there was no black hair on Sun Xiaodong's face and his appearance could still be clearly seen, Zhang Fan almost didn't recognize him.
Sun Xiaodong came to the Bronze Gate and stood quietly. Strangely, he did not attack Zhang Fan immediately.
Although Sun Xiaodong, who turned into a monster, did not launch an attack, this did not mean that Zhang Fan was not afraid.
He subconsciously took out the clown's red balloon from his pocket and held it in his hand. The cool-down period of the clown's red balloon has not passed yet, and there is still about half an hour left, so at this time, it is still unusable.
"Come with...me...!!" Just when Zhang Fan was looking at Sun Xiaodong as if facing a formidable enemy, suddenly, Sun Xiaodong suddenly uttered human words.
But his voice seemed extremely hoarse and unpleasant, like a broken gong or a drum.
"This...!!" Hearing Sun Xiaodong's voice, Zhang Fan felt a surge in his heart.
