Chapter 71: Tide of corpses in the blood sea!

Style: Fantasy Author: Writing the Divine ScrollWords: 2554Update Time: 24/01/18 15:30:12
An illusory figure appeared below the blood cloud, holding a blood sword and looking down at all living beings. The contempt in his eyes already regarded everyone as ants.

"It was him, that bastard who killed our captain!"

When they found out about the enemy who killed the captain, everyone looked at Xuanyuan Ming.

Those eyes were filled with endless anger, as if they were about to be eaten alive.

"Avenge the captain!" the bloody disciple roared.

These words almost became a reflection in the hearts of all the disciples. They all picked up weapons and wanted to gather together. As long as they gave the order, they would rush towards Xuanyuan Ming without any scruples.

However, Wang Yue and Li Shan stretched out their palms to block everyone, "Are you going to live up to Lin Yao's last wish?"

Everyone was indifferent and silent, their expressions filled with pent-up anger, and they were already directing their anger at the enemy in front of them.

But when they remembered the captain's last order, they fell into deep thought again.

Now rush forward together. If we fail to take revenge and waste our lives here, wouldn't we be living up to the captain's last instructions?

Are they really sure they can win against an opponent that even Lin Yao, who has a true essence cultivation level, has no room to fight back?

A series of questions that penetrate the soul are right in front of him.

How to choose now?

Are you running back in despair?

Or should we fight back and fight to the last man to avenge him?

It’s when the hard choice comes.

Everyone looked at Tang Ming, because the ring in Lin Yao's hand had been entrusted to him, and now Tang Ming had become the new captain.

Feeling the incoming gazes, Tang Ming took a deep breath and then made his final decision.

"Maybe we are weak today, but a spark of fire will eventually ignite the plains. When we become stronger, we will return ten times the blood feud to the enemy today!"

"Wang Yue, Li Shan, you lead the expedition team to escape in two directions and gather at Luoxia Town!"

"yes!"

Without wasting any time, the two quickly led the team to leave immediately.

When he noticed that the expedition team was beginning to flee, a contemptuous smile gradually appeared on Xuanyuan Ming's lips.

"Want to leave? I told you, none of you can leave today."

The blood clouds in the sky began to churn, and the roaring thunder began to reverberate throughout the Corpse Mountains.

"Tick tock!"

When the first drop of bloody cloud and rain fell on the corpse, it also attracted the attention of the expedition team disciples.

"It's raining?"

"But why is the rain bloody?"

Before anyone could react, bloody rain began to pour into the ground like a torrent.

When the blood raindrops fell on the corpse, it began to blend into it.

"Wake up, army of corpses!"

Accompanied by Xuanyuan Ming's bloody sword.

Countless corpses began to slowly rise from the sand, as if they had been affected.

"Crunch!"

"Crunch!"

The white bones kept squirming, their pupils glowed with blood, and they began to move in one direction. The mountains and fields were now covered in blood, and countless corpses began to pour towards the foot of the mountain.

All the bones in the entire forbidden area seemed to have vitality, emitting harsh roars, with waves of roaring sounds. The torrent of noise was deafening, and their number was beyond sight at a glance.

These once-famous top experts may never have imagined that the bones after death could be used.

Xuanyuan Ming's eyes were fixed on the fleeing disciples in the mountains, his eyes filled with endless killing intent.

When the expedition team saw this scene, their faces turned pale.

After several expeditions, today he will face the biggest disaster in his life.

"With so many corpses surrounding us, I'm afraid there's no way to escape the pursuit..."

Now, even if you escape into the thorn forest, you can't get rid of these targeted corpses.

"If this continues, we may be overtaken..." Wang Yue lay on Li Shan's back and began to analyze the situation.

Li Shan looked back at the army of corpses, his face suddenly filled with awe, "It seems someone needs to buy some time for the team to evacuate."

Although the voice was very low, someone still heard it.

Li Shan stopped and turned around, and Wang Yue stood beside him, looking at the countless corpses with an indifferent expression.

"It seems that today is the last time our two brothers will join forces..." Li Shan said in a serious tone.

"What if the captain asks after we get down there?" Wang Yue responded.

"Then tell him that our expedition team did not embarrass him." Miao'er's voice immediately sounded.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

They are the cornerstone of this newly established expedition team, and now on the final journey, they still choose to stand together.

The corpses poured down the foot of the mountain like a flood, raising dust several feet high. The three figures seemed so small in the face of this crisis, but the courage they showed was like a mountain.

"Don't you have time to say goodbye?" Wang Yue said helplessly.

Then he used all the spiritual power in his body and rose into the sky, drawing vast ropes in his hands.

"Spiritual low-level martial arts, bound by all spirits!"

Countless ropes were instantly tied into the group of corpses, tying up the corpses in the front row. The immobile corpses instantly became an obstacle to the army, and they fell to the ground in an instant.

The army behind them also began to fall to the ground in an instant, and the mountain of corpses that continued to accumulate blocked the way forward.

"call......"

This move almost exhausted all of Wang Yue's spiritual energy, and he began to half-crouch on the ground, panting heavily.

"It can be regarded as blocking a little time..."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, new corpses began to climb out of the piled mountain of corpses, and they continued to chase towards the foot of the mountain.

The obstruction just now only delayed it for a while, and soon corpses from all directions began to flow towards the foot of the mountain, blocking almost all the retreat routes of the few people.

The mountains of corpses began to collapse because they could no longer bear the weight, and waves of corpses swept in, making waves of roars.

"It seems that we really can't escape..."

After knowing their fate, the three of them rushed into the zombie tide without any hesitation, trying to use their lives to buy the team some time to escape.

...

Tang Ming, who was leading his disciples to evacuate, also noticed the corpses coming from all around, and a large number of corpses gradually began to block the evacuation direction.

Obviously the other party really had no intention of letting them out alive.

"What the hell!"

However, Tang Ming had no intention of stopping. He raised his two swords and swung them towards the corpses in front of him.

Fortunately, we are far away from the forbidden area, and there are not many corpses. Relying on the strength of the expedition team, we can still fight our way out.

"Bang!"

After smashing the last corpse in front of him, he finally left the forbidden area. Going further forward is the thorn forest. Without the cover of the evil spirit, all disciples can use flying swords to escape.

But the idea was good, but the reality was cruel. Because of the battle just now, the expedition team was severely out of step. The distance they had just opened from the zombie tide was quickly overtaken.

Moreover, after running for a long time, many disciples have experienced physical exhaustion.

Without the supplement of spiritual power, they are almost the same as ordinary people.

"Plop!"

When one person fell, the team suddenly stopped moving forward.

The people around him hurriedly helped him up, but just when they were about to escape again, they found that the distance between themselves and the corpse was only a few hundred meters away.

At this distance, they would be overtaken before they could evacuate from the forbidden area.

Seeing the endless tide of corpses chasing him right in front of him, Tang Ming realized his own insignificance.

He knew that someone had to cut off the heirs to ensure their survival.

"Qiang!" "Qiang!"

The two sword blades were inserted into the ground, and Tang Ming's body stood in front of the remaining disciples and whispered instructions.

"Everyone, let's go quickly. I'll buy you time to escape."