Chapter: 2877
However, Hong Qigong easily dodged, and at the same time released his energy, blasting away the death energy.
Hong Qigong was full of pride: "Hoho, little king bastard, fight with Laozi, you guys are still tender."
Ye Wudao exhorted: "Hong Qigong, it's better to kill the undead as little as possible, it's not good for us."
Necromancer?
Hong Qigong said curiously: "You call this thing a necromancer, but it is worthy of the name."
"Why don't you let me kill?"
Ye Wudao: "God bone told me that killing the spirit is not good luck."
Hong Qigong: "Haha, look at how timid you are, like a snake's guts. This undead will die if you kill it, and it can also turn into a ghost to take revenge on me."
After the words were finished, four dead spirits suddenly appeared from the stone tablet.
As soon as the undead appeared, he rushed to Hong Qigong without hesitation.
Hong Qigong grinned and slapped his palm with ease, blasting away the undead, while avoiding the death energy that the undead turned into.
"The taste of revenge, cool!"
In the end, before it was finished, eight undead appeared again in the stone tablet.
Moreover, the death energy of the eight-headed undead is stronger than the previous undead.
As soon as they appeared, they attacked Hong Qigong without hesitation.
They appeared too fast, and Hong Qigong was a little caught off guard. After it killed eight undead spirits, one of the undead spirits turned into death energy and all of them got into Hong Qigong's body.
Grass!
Hong Qigong cursed and squatted down to meditate.
Almost at the moment when the eight undead died, sixteen more undead emerged from the stone tablet and attacked Hong Qigong.
Poor Hong Qigong had no time to expel the dead energy from his body, so he had to fight the sixteen undead spirits again.
Sixteen undead were easily killed by Hong Qigong.
However, some dead energy eroded Hong Qigong's body.
At this moment, Hong Qigong's face turned black.
Sixteen dead spirits had just died, and thirty-two dead spirits emerged from the stone tablet.
Hong Qigong was furious: "Boy surnamed Ye, do me a favor and kill them."
"I have to quickly reject the dead energy in my body, or I have to turn into this monster."
Ye Wudao: "Call the master."
Hong Qigong: "Master, help me."
Ye Wudao hurried up and restrained the thirty-two undead for Hong Qigong.
Hong Qigong hurriedly took the time to reject the death energy in his body.
Boom!
Ye Wudao struck with ease, killing thirty-two undead.
And because Ye Wudao has the power of faith to protect his body, the death energy transformed by the undead can't help Ye Wudao at all.
More undead emerged from the stele.
After they appeared, they did not attack Ye Wudao, but flew towards Hong Qigong.
Hong Qigong looked desperate: "Grass, why did you come to me, it was your companion who was killed by the master."
"Master, help."
Ye Wudao stopped these undead again.
Just as he was about to kill him, Xu Linger hurriedly shouted, "Xiao Ye, don't kill them."
Why?
Xu Linger said, "Didn't you find out that if you kill one undead this time, two undead will appear next time."
"Similarly, you killed thirty-two dead spirits, and now there are twice as many dead spirits, that is, sixty-four."
"If we kill at this speed, it won't be long before we have to face thousands of undead."
hiss.
Ye Wudao couldn't help taking a breath, thinking carefully.
What Xu Linger said was indeed true.
Can't continue to kill, otherwise it will attract more undead.
Their purpose is to find divine soldiers and escape from the main island of the gods, not to kill spirits.
Ye Wudao gave up the killing and became entangled with the undead.
Those undead didn't fight Ye Wudao head-on at all, they just looked for every opportunity to attack Hong Qigong.
Hong Qigong's expression darkened.
Damn, it's too much deceiving, it's too deceiving. After all, Ye Wudao killed more of your companions, why do you only attack me?
In fact, they all knew in their hearts that the undead is likely to be because Ye Wudao has the power of faith to protect the body, so the undead will not attack them. JrNovels.com
Hong Qigong was full of pride: "Hoho, little king bastard, fight with Laozi, you guys are still tender."
Ye Wudao exhorted: "Hong Qigong, it's better to kill the undead as little as possible, it's not good for us."
Necromancer?
Hong Qigong said curiously: "You call this thing a necromancer, but it is worthy of the name."
"Why don't you let me kill?"
Ye Wudao: "God bone told me that killing the spirit is not good luck."
Hong Qigong: "Haha, look at how timid you are, like a snake's guts. This undead will die if you kill it, and it can also turn into a ghost to take revenge on me."
After the words were finished, four dead spirits suddenly appeared from the stone tablet.
As soon as the undead appeared, he rushed to Hong Qigong without hesitation.
Hong Qigong grinned and slapped his palm with ease, blasting away the undead, while avoiding the death energy that the undead turned into.
"The taste of revenge, cool!"
In the end, before it was finished, eight undead appeared again in the stone tablet.
Moreover, the death energy of the eight-headed undead is stronger than the previous undead.
As soon as they appeared, they attacked Hong Qigong without hesitation.
They appeared too fast, and Hong Qigong was a little caught off guard. After it killed eight undead spirits, one of the undead spirits turned into death energy and all of them got into Hong Qigong's body.
Grass!
Hong Qigong cursed and squatted down to meditate.
Almost at the moment when the eight undead died, sixteen more undead emerged from the stone tablet and attacked Hong Qigong.
Poor Hong Qigong had no time to expel the dead energy from his body, so he had to fight the sixteen undead spirits again.
Sixteen undead were easily killed by Hong Qigong.
However, some dead energy eroded Hong Qigong's body.
At this moment, Hong Qigong's face turned black.
Sixteen dead spirits had just died, and thirty-two dead spirits emerged from the stone tablet.
Hong Qigong was furious: "Boy surnamed Ye, do me a favor and kill them."
"I have to quickly reject the dead energy in my body, or I have to turn into this monster."
Ye Wudao: "Call the master."
Hong Qigong: "Master, help me."
Ye Wudao hurried up and restrained the thirty-two undead for Hong Qigong.
Hong Qigong hurriedly took the time to reject the death energy in his body.
Boom!
Ye Wudao struck with ease, killing thirty-two undead.
And because Ye Wudao has the power of faith to protect his body, the death energy transformed by the undead can't help Ye Wudao at all.
More undead emerged from the stele.
After they appeared, they did not attack Ye Wudao, but flew towards Hong Qigong.
Hong Qigong looked desperate: "Grass, why did you come to me, it was your companion who was killed by the master."
"Master, help."
Ye Wudao stopped these undead again.
Just as he was about to kill him, Xu Linger hurriedly shouted, "Xiao Ye, don't kill them."
Why?
Xu Linger said, "Didn't you find out that if you kill one undead this time, two undead will appear next time."
"Similarly, you killed thirty-two dead spirits, and now there are twice as many dead spirits, that is, sixty-four."
"If we kill at this speed, it won't be long before we have to face thousands of undead."
hiss.
Ye Wudao couldn't help taking a breath, thinking carefully.
What Xu Linger said was indeed true.
Can't continue to kill, otherwise it will attract more undead.
Their purpose is to find divine soldiers and escape from the main island of the gods, not to kill spirits.
Ye Wudao gave up the killing and became entangled with the undead.
Those undead didn't fight Ye Wudao head-on at all, they just looked for every opportunity to attack Hong Qigong.
Hong Qigong's expression darkened.
Damn, it's too much deceiving, it's too deceiving. After all, Ye Wudao killed more of your companions, why do you only attack me?
In fact, they all knew in their hearts that the undead is likely to be because Ye Wudao has the power of faith to protect the body, so the undead will not attack them. JrNovels.com
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