Chapter: 3281

King Kunlun didn't look back: "Use the same routine twice, do you think I'm a fool?"

Tianshen was still stunned: "It's so hot now, I've never seen such a big scene in my life."

At this moment, King Kunlun also had a premonition that the situation seemed a little bad.

He felt that there was a dead air coming from the distance, and the concentration was getting stronger and stronger.

He turned his head to look suspiciously, and then was dumbfounded.

Behind him, a large group of jet black was surging towards this direction, and the jet black was releasing a strong death energy, and even his Eternal Realm felt a pressure from so far away.

This group of black and endless, mighty, roughly estimated that there are at least hundreds of thousands of undead.

Damn, there were only ten undead spirits just now, how could there be so many undead spirits in the blink of an eye!

Even if the undead stood in line for Ye Wudao to kill, and killed one and two appeared, it was impossible to gather so many in such a short period of time.

Ye Wudao has stabbed a big hole in the sky?

Ye Wudao galloped all the way, barely keeping a distance from the undead group.

However, with the passage of time, Ye Wudao's physical strength was exhausted, and the distance between Ye Wudao and the undead group gradually became shorter and shorter.

At the critical moment, Ye Wudao still pulled the little squirrel out of his arms: "Little squirrel, it's up to you whether you live or die next."

The little squirrel was shivering from the horror of the undead group.

Although its teeth are extremely strong, even the Eternal Realm can bite down a piece of meat, but it cannot help the undead.

Because the necromancer is composed of death energy, a bite of it is equivalent to swallowing a mouthful of death energy, and it will die on the spot.

Ye Wudao: "Bite out a space channel, let's get rid of this undead group."

The little squirrel said with a trembling voice: "No...it's useless. The space channel I bit out is at most one kilometer away, but this undead formation must be at least ten kilometers long..."

"Besides, I can't determine the exit location of the space passage. If the location is in the undead group, aren't we going to throw ourselves into the net?"

Ye Wudao: "If you don't try it now, we will soon be surrounded by undead groups, and we will surely die."

"It's better to try it, at least there is still a chance."

The little squirrel sighed helplessly: "Hey, I wouldn't have come here with you if I knew it, it's too damn dangerous."

"On the main island of God, eating and drinking every day, Pao Niu picking fruit, what a comfortable day..."

Ye Wudao: "Stop talking nonsense, don't do it again, I'm roasting you to eat squirrel meat now!"

Little squirrel: "Eat meat? What kind of meat? Little squirrel hasn't eaten meat for a long time..."

Ye Wudao: "..."

"Can you have a snack!"

Little Squirrel: "Dim sum? What kind of dim sum? It's also good to eat dim sum."

Ye Wudao: "..."

In the end, under the pressure of Ye Wudao, the little squirrel opened its mouth and opened a space channel.

One person and one mouse immediately jumped into the space channel, and appeared a kilometer away in the next second.

"Fortunately, the exit of the space channel is not opened in the undead group." The little squirrel wiped a cold sweat.

Ye Wudao: "Continue to bite out of the space channel, and now we still haven't got rid of the undead group."

it is good.

Next, the little squirrel bit out dozens of space channels one after another.

They teleported along the space channel, and finally got rid of the undead group's tracking.

Ye Wudao found a rule, as long as the little squirrel continued to bite the space channel, the space channel would all lead to the same direction, that is, a straight line.

The next time you run for your life, the probability of escaping with this move will be higher.

The undead group lost Ye Wudao and could only find random targets.

There were not a few people at the scene, including the King of Kunlun, the God of Heaven, the Xianweng of the North and South Pole, the King of Hell, and the messengers of the Protoss.

In an instant, the undead group burst into a flood, rushing up to surround King Kunlun and the others.

The eternal war broke out again. JrNovels.com