Mythical End Times: Stock up on 100,000-year soul rings at the beginning

The ground was shaking.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

The earth was shaking.

The giant zombie was running wildly on the street, leaving a pit several inches deep on the ground every time it stepped out.

Behind it, there was a dense mass of low-level zombies.

They were like a group of hungry wolves, chasing the prey in front of them frantically.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz!”

The yellow-haired group of eight people found gasoline from somewhere and restarted the vehicle.

The four motorcycles rushed forward and rushed towards the villa area where Cao Shuang lived.

"Hahaha, boss, this big fool is really a weakling. He runs too slowly, isn't he?"

"That's right, I didn't even pull the accelerator to the bottom."

Huang Mao was full of energy and laughed out loud when he heard his subordinates teasing him.

The motorcycle under their crotch gave them enough confidence, and they shouted recklessly on the road.

They didn't care about the zombies pouring in from all directions.

But what they didn't notice was.

After a night of settling, the level of the zombies has been raised to level 5.

The attributes have doubled or tripled compared to the previous one or two levels.

While the players are getting stronger, the monsters are also getting stronger.

...

"How much gasoline do we have left?"

At the gate of the community, Cao Shuang and his four men were ready.

Fang Miaomiao immediately replied: "There are only 3 barrels left, saved for the generator."

"Is that so..."

After a little thought, Cao Shuang gave up the idea of ​​fire attack.

It is not worth giving up the power supply just to deal with a few little Karami.

However, it may be a lot more troublesome to deal with the zombies in this way.

They can only kill them one by one by themselves.

"They are coming!"

Shen Luwei's eyes condensed, and her eyes were fixed on the end of the street in front.

Huangmao drove a motorcycle and took the lead, waving a threaded steel rod in his hand, leading his brothers to rush over.

The light was not very good last night, so Cao Shuang did not see Huangmao's appearance clearly.

This morning he looked carefully and found out.

"It turned out to be this bastard!"

In his previous life, he drew a purple thousand-year soul ring from the wheel of fate, which resulted in a fatal disaster.

It was because he was chased by this bastard that he almost died.

Cao Shuang gritted his teeth, "New and old grudges, let's settle them together today!!"

Boom——

As Huangmao and his group approached, the huge body began to accelerate.

With every step, the ground would shake a little, and sand and stones would splash everywhere.

"Damn, why did this big guy suddenly speed up?"

Huangmao felt the ground shaking violently, frowned, and had an uneasy premonition in his heart.

"Night Shadow Cheetah, come out!"

"Roar!!"

A roar came out, and a huge Night Shadow Cheetah suddenly appeared beside Huangmao.

The appearance of the martial soul gave Huangmao a dose of reassurance.

The other brothers also summoned their martial souls.

Rusty axe!

Iron baseball bat!

Shovel!

Dagger!

Just from the names of the martial souls, it can be seen that their martial souls are all D-level, E-level and other garbage martial souls.

Even the spirit ring is ten years white.

Cao Shuang judged that these gangsters probably didn't play Black Myth much.

Maybe like his previous life, he created an account and survived by chance without becoming a zombie.

But the leader, the yellow-haired man, was an exception. His soul ring was a purple thousand-year soul ring.

Even in the game, it was worth tens of thousands.

Ordinary people don't have the financial resources to recharge so much money for a prop in the game.

It seems that there is someone behind the yellow-haired man.

"Humph, kid, you haven't seen a rare prop like a purple soul ring, right?"

The yellow-haired man jumped off the motorcycle directly, merged with his own martial soul cheetah, and landed on all fours, bursting out at a very fast speed.

"I tell you, I am from the Western Pure Land. You were lucky to escape last night. Today I have reached level 10. It's your bad luck to meet me!"

As the yellow-haired man said this, he grinned at the four people standing on the roof of the car.

But as he ran, he suddenly found that the cold and arrogant lady next to Cao Shuang looked familiar.

This girl is so beautiful. Have I seen her somewhere before?

Countless female faces flashed through the yellow-haired man's mind. Gradually, the woman's appearance gradually overlapped with the legendary goddess Ling.

"Fuck!"

The yellow-haired man's eyes widened instantly, staring at the arrogant figure in disbelief.

"You, you, you are... Ling Shiyun?!"

"Then, then he is... Yi Ye Shu?!"

The yellow-haired man's voice trembled, and he almost fell to the ground in fear.

"Hey, you're quite smart, kid."

The next moment, the cool light effect of the golden soul ring shone, and Cao Shuang grinned evilly.

"Nima!!"

The other seven people were also stunned, their mouths were long enough to fit a pebble.

"Brothers, run!"

In an instant, Huangmao reacted and screamed at the top of his voice.

What a pity.

When they chose to use corpse puppets to capture Nanshan Community, their fate was doomed.

"Bang!"

A huge black shadow fell in front of them and knocked them to the ground.

"What?!"

Huangmao and others hurriedly got up and looked.

At this time, they realized that the giant zombie that was five or six meters tall was blocking their way!

"Fuck! Run!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone ran away immediately.

But before they took a few steps, countless zombies blocked them.

The zombies that they just disdained have become their final death warrant.

"This..."

Huangmao and others were completely confused.

For a moment, despair spread across the faces of every little brother.

"Brother, I don't want to die."

A timid little brother threw down his sickle and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

"Waste!"

Huangmao cursed, "Pick up your weapons, pick up your weapons!"

"Fight if you don't want to die!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly realized and hurriedly picked up their weapons again, ready for the last desperate fight.

But they ignored it.

Not only zombies were threatening them, but also Yi Ye Shu.

Cao Shuang said coldly, "Today I will teach you another survival skill in the end times."

As soon as these words came out, the three women turned their heads at the same time and looked at Cao Shuang in unison.

"The easiest way to get soul rings is not to kill monsters, but... to kill people!"

"Shua!"

Three beams of light shot out from the top of his staff, instantly piercing the hearts of the seven brothers.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang!"

As the seven people fell in disbelief and horror, several white soul rings slowly rolled down from the air and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Get up!"

"Get up!"

Looking at the brothers lying in a pool of blood, Huang Mao was extremely angry and his legs couldn't stop shaking.

He was scared, and there was only deep fear in his heart.

"I, I was wrong, don't kill me, I won't dare to do it again."

Plop~

In the face of the pressure of death, Huang Mao finally couldn't bear it, and knelt on his knees and begged bitterly.

The eyes of the three women were a little complicated.

Although it is the end of the world now, killing people still makes them feel uncomfortable.

Cao Shuang ignored the feelings of the three women.

It's okay to get used to this kind of thing. He went through the same thing back then.

"Tell me the gathering place of the Western Pure Land, and I might spare your life."

"No, don't kill me!!"

Hearing this, Huang Mao was as if he had been pardoned, and quickly reported the address.

"Not bad, you know what to do."

A flash of praise flashed in Cao Shuang's eyes, and Huang Mao was overjoyed, thinking that he could really save his life.

However, someone didn't even think about martial ethics.

A huge fist smashed down.

"Bang!!"

Huang Mao didn't even scream, and was smashed into a pool of meat paste.

The scene was a bit bloody, and Fang Miaomiao couldn't help covering her eyes.

As Huang Mao died, an A-level martial soul bead and 7 purple soul rings fell.

"Don't stand there, the corpse tide hasn't been dealt with yet."

"Big guy, go, stand in the front row to attract hatred."