"Enter full combat mode!" As this scene happened, Zhang Haoqiang roared.
Everyone has started to be alert.
At this moment, a series of rumbling sounds came, and the entire Wangzang Mountain seemed to be shaking violently.
Suddenly, dead people crawled out from the rocks and underground. These dead people were wearing clothes from ancient times, and some of them held weapons in their hands.
There are too many dead people pouring out from the ground, almost tens of thousands. They seem to have the ability to distinguish everything. The dense army of dead people is rushing towards the team.
"Don't mess up, rush out." Zhang Haoqiang commanded the battle and shouted.
Zhou Yuanqi rushed to Ling Yang who fell down and held Ling Yang in his arms.
"Ling Yang, how are you? How are you?" Zhou Yuanqi looked at the young man in his arms, tears falling uncontrollably.
Ling Yang is one of Zhou Yuanqi's best friends. They have been studying in the same classroom since the beginning.
When we grew up, we played together almost every day.
Ling Yang's father was reset, and he and his mother were under the protection of Jiuzhou City. He vowed to avenge his father, but as soon as he arrived at the foot of Wangzang Mountain, this happened.
Ling Yang opened his mouth in Zhou Yuanqi's arms, his blood-covered hand tightly grasped Zhou Yuanqi's hand, and said with his mouth open: "Yuan...Yuanqi, I...I can't accompany you."
It’s so…so regretful that you did it!”
"Ling Yang, cheer up." Zhou Yuanqi cried and shouted.
Ling Yang shook his head: "Tell... tell my mother that I... I can't go back. You must find the big clock and... you must take my father away."
Save me, please... please!"
"Ling Yang!"
"Ling Yang!"
"Ahhhhh!" Zhou Yuanqi looked up to the sky and shouted, and his whole body was instantly filled with a purple light.
Ling Yang is dead.
Zhou Yuanqi stood up, took out his blade from Ling Yang, and walked towards the dead people step by step.
Boom boom boom!!
Purple light burst out, and the dead people were blown to pieces.
The entire team has launched a full-scale battle, but these dead people themselves have no vital signs. The huge number almost drowns them all around.
"Yuanqi, these people can't be killed, there are too many of them. Now I finally understand why Uncle Feiyu's 50,000 troops were wiped out." Zhang Haoqiang shouted.
"These are the remains of our ancestors," Zhou Yuanqi said after smashing several enemies to pieces with one punch.
"The remains of our ancestors? What happened?" Tang Meng asked while fighting.
Zhou Yuanqi said: "My father said that he entered the world of surprise and saw the first reset in ancient times in the world of surprise."
"Now I finally understand that Wang Zangshan was formed from the remains of the original cultivators. The decisive battle led by Jing at that time was fought here."
"The remains of these cultivators eventually formed Wang Zangshan."
"Maybe after their death, their will was not lost, maybe they were affected by the big clock, and they were protecting everything in Wangzang Mountain. So, they should have been surprised to put the big clock here, and let the remains of these ancestors,
Come and protect it.”
Zhou Yuanqi finally understood at this moment.
Wang Zangshan is formed from corpses.
And all of this is set up to protect the big clock.
After hearing what Zhou Yuanqi said, Lei Ming said: "So that's what happened. No wonder Uncle Feiyu's 50,000 people fell here. Yuanqi, what should we do next? There are too many of them."
Zhou Yuanqi said: "Organize an assault formation. No matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead is, we must move forward. Ling Yang is already dead, and we cannot let his sacrifice be in vain."
"Haoqiang, you personally lead a commando team to take the lead and try every means to find the underground entrance to Wangzang Mountain."
"Get the map, we'll be there soon," Zhou Yuanqi shouted.