"Don't chase me.
I'm just passing by.
If you want to chase me, just chase my big brother.
He's more delicious than me."
Wu Qier ran around a building, roaring like a ghost and a wolf while circling.
But the undead creature couldn't understand his words, and instead pursued him even more fiercely.
At the other end of this moment, on the outskirts of the abandoned building complex, Ji Zilong was circling around this huge building complex like a beggar.
Behind him, more than a dozen undead creatures were chasing after him madly, roaring angrily, and the strange And the sharp screams made people's scalp numb.
"Beggar, have you succeeded?"
Ji Zilong was anxious as he was being chased.
He couldn't help but ask through a message.
If he continues like this, he will have no strength.
This building complex is not big to begin with.
Although the time is short, he has already I have run around this building complex for nearly a hundred times.
"Brother Long, why don't you take them all away?
There's another one here."
Wu Qier ran around a building in a circle and cried back: "That guy is too ugly.
It’s ridiculous.” "" Black lines appeared on Ji Zilong's forehead.
"Why don't you let me take action?"
Jun Tong said in the dark.
"No."
Ji Zilong refused.
Juntong had no legs, and even his movement relied on spiritual energy for support.
If he appeared in the world of death, he would be infected quickly, and it would be really dangerous.
It is definitely impossible to give up.
It has been at least half a quarter of an hour since they landed.
At this time, there must be many creatures who have picked up the spiritual weapons.
If you give up at this time, it will be even more difficult if you encounter other creatures later.
Danger.
"Beggar, please make the circle wider and then bring it to me."
Ji Zilong gritted his teeth and said.
"oh" Wu Qier nodded, but when he looked up, he found that there were already more than ten undead creatures behind Ji Zilong.
He gritted his teeth silently.
If he couldn't handle even one, he would be very sorry to Ji Zilong.
Gritting his teeth slightly, Wu Qier's feet couldn't help but speed up, and following Ji Zilong's instructions, he slowly made the circle wider and wider.
After the circle was enlarged, the distance between the undead creature and Wu Qier was also widened.
Seeing this scene, Wu Qier couldn't help but feel happy.
After circling twice more, he quickly ducked into a corner. , held his breath. call After a while, a gust of wind passed by his side.
The undead creature did not realize that Wu Qier had hidden, and was still chasing him according to his original trajectory.
This scene made Wu Qier couldn't help but be ecstatic.
He took a sharp breath, nodded and rushed towards the pile of spiritual energy.
Soon the pile of spiritual weapons were close in front of him, and Wu Qier felt excited.
No matter what, the opportunity finally came. boom However, just when he was about to get close, the undead creature that he had thrown away actually appeared again.
It roared and landed from the sky.
"Damn it."
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Wu Qier couldn't help scolding her.
The guy landed right on the pile of spiritual weapons.
This guy was too difficult to deal with.
Wu Qier cried in his heart.
Seeing that the undead creatures were about to land, Wu Qier quickly turned around and was ready to turn around and continue to escape. boom However, the next moment, a wave of air suddenly rolled behind him, knocking Wu Qier staggering and almost throwing him to the ground.
When he turned around, he found that the undead creature had turned into a disgusting green fog. .
"It exploded."
The dumbfounded Wu Qier instantly understood that this guy had crushed these spiritual weapons because he fell too hard.
"What about these spiritual weapons?"
Wu Qier was heartbroken.
He quickly lowered his posture and went over to check.
Unwillingly, he rummaged through the pile of discarded dregs, pieced together here and there, and finally came up with a spiritual weapon.
This is a chopstick-length hand crossbow.
There are seventeen arrows left at this moment.
Each arrow has spiritual patterns inscribed on it, echoing the spirit formation of the hand crossbow.
There are spiritual patterns inscribed on the surface of the hand crossbow, which turn into The energy source of a whole spiritual formation is a low-grade Dharma Stone.
"It's actually a mortal weapon.
It's just a little strengthened spiritual formation.
This Judgment Tomb Spirit is so cheating."
Wu Qier couldn't help complaining again.
"Are you ready?"
Ji Zilong's impatient voice came again.
This world of death seems to have weakened the physical body.
Ji Zilong already feels a little unable to move his legs at this moment.
If he continues, he will definitely be exhausted.
"Okay, I'm here to save you."
Wu Qier screamed and quickly jumped straight to the outskirts of the building complex.
He saw Ji Zilong being chased by thirteen undead creatures.
Without thinking, Wu Qier directly raised his hand crossbow and then buckled The launcher was moved. snap There was a crisp sound, and an arrow was seen, with the blessing of the spiritual formation, bringing up a spiritual light and shooting quickly towards the front.
"Oh!"
At this time, Ji Zilong in front suddenly let out a miserable howl.
Ji Zilong, who was running extremely smoothly at first, suddenly became limping.
He roared: "Fuck Wu Qier, please don't worry about it for now.
Me, someone plotted against me and shot me in the butt, you need to deal with them first.”
Ji Zilong ran wildly while holding his buttocks and howling miserably. "" Wu Qier covered his face, but he was the only one who knew in his heart that it was actually him who shot Ji Zilong's ass.
Seeing Ji Zilong's miserable condition, Wu Qier took a deep breath, quickly adjusted, and then shot out another arrow. snap The arrow flew and unexpectedly landed on Ji Zilong's thigh again.
"Oops."
Ji Zilong howled miserably: "Beggar, hurry up, those beasts shot me another arrow."
Ji Zilong grimaced in pain.
He was hit by an arrow on his left buttock and an arrow on his right thigh.
His speed dropped significantly.
He thought he was being plotted by an outsider or an orc force, but he never understood that the person who shot him was actually a martial artist.
Beggar.
"I" Wu Qier's mouth twitched, and after slapping himself wildly, he took another breath, and then shot out another arrow.
"Ah" Ji Zilong, who was hit by another arrow in the shoulder, let out a miserable howl.
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He sent a message to Wu Qier and said: "Brother, I'm afraid it's not going to work anymore.
Haven't you found the guy who fired the cold shot?"
"Right away, right away."
Cold sweat broke out on Wu Qier's forehead.
He hurriedly set up the crossbow, then calmed down and forced himself to calm down.
There are a total of seventeen arrows, three of which have just been wasted on Ji Zilong, and there are a total of thirteen undead creatures chasing Ji Zilong.
In other words, he can only have at most one arrow to waste now.
After calming down his mind, Wu Qier held his breath and began to adjust.
This time, he finally found the feeling, and inadvertently, the arrow continued to shoot out.
The arrow turned into a stream of light, as fast as lightning, and there was only a muffled sound, and finally an undead creature fell to the ground: