"How about we go back..." Lian couldn't help but swallow as he looked ahead.
They can even see the village not far away now, which is the goal of their trip.
But Lian, who has always been bold, said such depressing words.
Because at the entrance of the village, which was not much different from Xiaogang Village, a large group of ghosts were singing and dancing. At a glance, they numbered at least twenty.
They didn't bring much food. Instead, several women and children had their hands and feet cut off and were carried on their shoulders. This was a situation that only occurred after there was no food in the village for them to plunder.
The dark red dust was flying, casting a haze over the dusk, and the cries of the villagers behind the ghost man could be vaguely heard.
When Li An and others looked over, the large group of ghosts also noticed this group of people who were neither human nor ghosts. If it were just the three frightened villagers, they would not even bother to take a look, but this
There were actually fourteen of the same kind in the team.
Even one of them was bleeding from the top of his head, but he still tried his best to drag a young man who looked like he had no bones on his shoulders.
As the leader, the Negro man is naturally well-informed, but he has never encountered such a scene. He also noticed that there was something wrong with the eyes of his companions, a little dim and lifeless, like...
.died?
While thinking, he let out an inhuman howl and tried to ask his companions about the situation, but did not receive a response for a long time.
At this time, he also realized that something was wrong with the situation, and his eyes when looking at Su Ming's team became a little more gloomy and fearful.
"Damn rat, what did you do to our companions?"
As he spoke, he took out the bone knife in his hand and was ready to take action at any time.
"Hero, let's go back. You're not in a good condition right now. There's no need to confront them head-on." Lian glanced at Su Ming worriedly.
He had never doubted Su Ming's ability, but his current state was visible to everyone. His weak body seemed to have been drained of all strength. He had no doubt that he could knock him down with just one punch.
When Su Ming heard this, he struggled for a long time before he managed to raise his heavy eyelids, but at the first glance he saw the leading black man.
Along the way, he actually didn't spend much time on real battles, mostly letting the corpses fight.
But the original power is too little. Although there is no longer the pain of the first development, every operation is still very reluctant.
He tried his best to prevent Shen Chong from sharing his origin, but now he encountered such a group of guys in this state.
With great difficulty, he managed to squeeze out an ugly smile, and slowly moved his body and stepped on the ground.
"dinner time."
His voice was so soft that only he could hear it.
But the moment he spoke, the fourteen ghost figures seemed to have received some order and rushed out like sharp swords.
The Corpse Control Technique can fully bring out the physical qualities of a corpse before death. In addition, it is tireless and painless, and can only execute Su Ming's orders like a machine. This has undoubtedly raised their combat effectiveness to another level.
As for the loss...Su Ming had never considered this issue. He had already left several pieces of junk on the road.
But after all, the situation was a little different now, and he no longer had the advantage, so Su Ming took out a small colorful windmill.
This is an evil object with a great reputation in history. By collecting souls, the soul can achieve a qualitative change. Now Su Ming's soul flag has seventeen souls, and the quality is not low.
This will be its debut!
He hasn't eaten yet during this journey. It would be a pity to miss such an opportunity.
The small windmill swayed slightly, and the sky and the earth began to change color in an instant.
The howling wind made the already flying red soil become even more violent, as if the blood in the sky was gathering rapidly, and the ear-piercing ghostly cries and howls were like a raging wave, locking everyone in place, unable to move even an inch.
One, two... When a total of seventeen souls gathered in the sky, everyone felt that time seemed to have stagnated, and the entire world seemed to be dyed red with blood, even the remaining trace
The sunset has become dim.
The ghosts who were still full of fighting spirit could not help but feel trembling at this time. As aliens with little intelligence, they were even more in awe of ghosts, gods and heaven and earth.
And now everything that appears in front of them is like a thunderous wave, shattering all their confidence!
I no longer have any intention of fighting anymore.
"Roar!"
But the leader also noticed their state and let out a loud roar, which brought everyone's hearts back.
Everyone had to fight hard.
"I wonder if eating only black dragons in the future will make me have a bad appetite." Su Ming didn't even look at them, and seemed to be really deep in thought.
With a wave of the windmill, seventeen ghosts rushed towards the black dragon like evil spirits who had found their target.
His speed was no slower than that of the Ghost Man who was about to confront him. He even rushed in front of the black dragon in just a split second.