Chapter 569: The Owl King falls, the long-lost figure
As the human cage building tens of meters high collapsed, the resulting aftermath invaded the surrounding land for dozens of kilometers.
Countless corpse tribesmen were stunned to see this scene, until the bloody shadow appeared on the sky, and a sickly low voice resounded through the sky:
"All zombie clans obey the order, kill all humans present, and seize the ancestral demon soldiers!!"
In an instant, countless corpse tribes responded to the call of the Undead Owl King, letting out frightening roars and running straight towards the direction of the collapsed human cage!
"roar!!"
There were only endless roars left in the world. Countless zombies surrounded the human cage like a wave, and powerful fluctuations of magic energy were endless and surging.
On the ground, Ye Fanyin stared blankly at the masked figure not far in front of him, his pupils trembling:
"That mask...how is that possible?!"
The back figure recalled in my mind overlapped with the figure in front of me, and the deep and indelible memory lingered in my heart...ŴŴŴ.
At this moment, she didn't even care about the surging corpses coming from the distance, her eyes were full of disbelief.
"It's been a long time since I've encountered this kind of battle..."
Mu Qiu's eyes were filled with indifference, and she slowly turned her head and looked around.
A large number of surrounding houses collapsed and destroyed in the aftermath of the collapse of the human cage. After hearing the news, countless zombie clans came with great momentum.
The energy fluctuations gathered together seemed to turn into a huge bloody ghost, trying to tear apart all the creatures in front of it...
In just a short moment, the zombie clan gathered here was already overwhelming.
Thousands...tens of thousands...or tens of thousands?
"roar!!"
Following the roar of the Undead Owl King, thousands of zombies stretched out their fangs and claws at this moment and attacked the masked figure in the center!
But the masked figure surrounded by thousands of corpses showed no movement at all, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised under the ferocious mask:
"This is much scarier than the battles at the end of the world..."
Mu Qiu raised the crimson demon sword glowing with blood in her hand, and blood was flowing on the crystal clear sword.
The next second, Mu Qiu thrust the demon knife in his hand straight into the ground beneath his feet.
As if the door to hell had been opened, the sky was covered with blood——
In an instant, the ground under his feet was filled with blood, and countless blood emerged from the depths of the ground along the blade.
It spread rapidly like ripples on the sea surface, and the entire land turned into a deep sea of blood in an instant. The thick smell of blood stimulated the senses of everyone present...
The turbulent sea of blood spread to more than ten kilometers with Mu Qiu as the center, impacting the numerous zombie clansmen who came to attack and kill him.
"Whoosh!!"
Immediately afterwards, pairs of deep red hands of deep blood suddenly stretched out from the sea of blood, entangled the corpses on the ground, and dragged them into the sea of blood at their feet!
Blood souls with ferocious faces emerged from the sea of blood, flying in the air, screaming pitifully.
In a moment, countless zombies were swallowed into the boundless sea of blood and turned into part of the dead ghosts.
"This kind of power is unmistakable...This is definitely-"
"The box of monsters!!"
In the sky, the immortal owl king, who was bathed in blood all over his body and transformed into a monster, became even more excited when he saw this scene, and he looked up to the sky and roared.
He was going to get the supreme magic weapon that was regarded as a treasure by his vampire clan today! !
Mu Qiu stood up straight, the demon sword in his hand surged with blood, and the area within several kilometers had turned into a sea of unparalleled ghosts. There was no more corpse clan figure to be seen.
A huge shadow enveloped the top of his head, and Mu Qiu slowly raised her head.
"roar!"
I saw the Undead King swooping in the direction of Mu Qiu like a madman. The spear in his hand expanded several meters out of thin air under the nourishment of blood, and he roared:
"Fuck, die, die, the monster's box is mine!!!"
"I don't know when my weapons became yours."
Mu Qiu pulled out the demon sword stuck on the ground, and the deep sea of blood everywhere was once again swallowed up by the blade, and she fought fiercely with the undead owl king without hesitation.
"Fuck, die, die, die!!"
The undead owl king kept uttering morbid murmurs, brandishing his spear and stabbing out one after another, but Mu Qiu easily blocked every blow.
Suddenly, the Immortal Owl King's attack missed the target, and the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared.
"It's too slow..."
A magnetic voice came to his ears, and before the Immortal King turned his head, a knife tip penetrated his chest.
"Pfft!"
The sound of flesh and blood being cut was heard, and the expression of the immortal owl king became even more crazy:
"The sacred weapon... passed through my body?"
His eyes turned to look behind him, but in the next moment, a deep pain suddenly came from his chest, and some kind of power in his body was flowing continuously.
The blood threads surging on the blade that penetrated the body, blooming with a magnificent light, as if it were a greedy demon gnawing on some unparalleled delicacy...
At this moment, he finally realized that it was his blood that was disappearing from his body!
The blood escape method that was once invincible was useless at this moment. The demon knife gnawed not only his flesh and blood, but also his soul!
The continuous flow of blood made his plump and huge body quickly become shriveled and thin, and in an instant he seemed to turn into a mummy.
Instead, the demonic sword suddenly grew to a length of several meters out of thin air. The blade trembled, and the sound of the ghosts weeping came from within.
"It's a pity, it seems that your flesh and blood are not to its taste... Gourmet."
A flash of blood flashed in Mu Qiu's eyes, and he swung the magic sword. The crimson blade cut through the sky, and the withered body of the Undead Owl King was cut off in an instant!
"This feeling..."
At the moment when his body was cut off by the magic sword, the Undead Owl King saw the pupils under the mask.
Somehow, at the moment of meeting this line of sight, his soul suddenly felt extremely trembling, and a palpitation that he had never felt before lingered in his heart.
This feeling is the blood suppression of the upper corpse clan on the lower corpse clan! !
How is it possible? !
How could there be a corpse clan more noble than him in this world? !
"You, you are..."
The pupils of the Undead Owl King widened, and before he could finish speaking, the blood in his body had been devoured by the magic sword.
As the last bit of his body function dissipated, the body of the Undead Owl King also completely turned into a pile of flying ash and disappeared.
At this point, a generation of Owl King fell!
The blood cloud covering the sky gradually dissipated, and the faint light spread through the sky to the earth, reflecting the ruins of Youdu City...
The whole city became extremely quiet, and on a hill adjacent to Youdu City.
A figure in a red robe was staring at the scene in the distance.
Suddenly, an arm stretched out from the sleeves and aimed the machine in his hand at the center of the battlefield. The masked black-robed man:
"Kacha-"
Accompanied by a click, the red-robed figure gradually became dim and finally disappeared on the spot.
In the center of Youdu City, under the ruins of the cage, Mu Qiu seemed to have a feeling and looked at the hills in the distance with a deep look.
Turning around, the gradually clear sky sprinkled warm sunshine, and a line of sight behind him was looking at Mu Qiu's figure in disbelief.
Ye Fanyin sat limply in front of the ruins, looking at the masked black-robed figure in front of him, with a mixture of shock, suspicion, and a hint of panic that was difficult to conceal...
The black-robed figure reached out and slowly took off the mask on his face.
A gentle smile like a spring breeze appeared on his handsome face:
"Long time no see, Miss Jian Ji..."
Ye Fanyin collapsed to the ground, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression became dazed:
"It's really you..."
