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

The dead body was broken, and the dead body was broken.

Swish!

The knife flashed, and the nine corpses died on the spot.

The body that should have been as hard as diamond was easily cut by Ah Yin's crescent-shaped knife, just like a tofu dregs.

The knife light dissipated, and the nine zombie corpses separated.

The blood bar on the top of the head fell madly, and it was almost emptied in the blink of an eye.

The zombie girl looked at this amazing scene in a daze.

"How is it possible?!"

I thought my nine zombie kings were invincible, but who would have thought that they couldn't even withstand a single move from the other party.

What kind of evil monster is this? !

"Hey, little sister, it's your turn next~"

Diao Chan's delicate teasing voice reached her ears, and the zombie girl shuddered suddenly.

"Don't... don't kill me! Woo waaa..."

She cried with tears in her eyes, looking at Diao Chan pitifully, as if she was frightened.

"This..." Cao Shuang was slightly startled, then showed a strange expression, and sighed: "Women's acting skills are more exaggerated than men's."

He didn't believe that the boss who could control the nine corpse kings would be so miserable as to "kneel down and beg for mercy".

But Cao Shuang seemed to have forgotten.

The step mentioned in the task prompt "Use the prop corpse-suppressing talisman to seal the female zombie's true spirit first" was completed by him in advance before the task started.

If there is no talisman paper to suppress it, the horror of the zombie girl will definitely exceed their imagination.

So people are really scared now!

"Don't be fooled by her cute appearance!"

"Let's stand further away, be careful of any traps, and use long-range skills to kill her!"

Cao Shuang took out the Ice Soul Bow and shot an arrow at the girl.

"Swoosh--"

The arrow flew like a meteor, carrying a sharp cold wind and hitting the little zombie's chest.

-89!

A pitiful two-digit damage floated from the top of his head.

"Uh, this..." Cao Shuang's face turned black.

Isn't our damage too low?

"It hurts~"

The little zombie looked at the ice arrow on his chest, frowned in pain, and looked like he was about to cry, which was so cute that it broke the man's heart.

But unfortunately, this trick was useless to Cao Shuang.

He didn't like ordinary looks.

He liked magnificent ones.

"Xiaochan, give me status."

"Okay, husband."

Although the girl's pitiful appearance made Diao Chan feel distressed, who let this be the husband's order.

She secretly said "sorry" in her heart, and a bunch of status appeared above Cao Shuang's head.

By the way, a black eclipse and a waning moon fell around the girl.

All values ​​​​slumped by 50% in an instant, and 20% of real damage was added, even the tanky meat shield can turn you into a fragile skin in a second!

"Hey, zombies, right? I can't shoot you to death!"

Swish, swish, swish--

Cao Shuang held the Ice Soul Bow, and the arrows poured down like raindrops.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

Just a face-to-face, the girl was full of arrows.

-1789!

-1833!

-1792!

A series of damage floated up, but the blood volume on the girl's head was basically unchanged.

"Wow, killing is not enough, can you give me a quick death!"

The little zombie screamed, tears streaming down his face.

"Husband..."

Diao Chan felt a little sorry for it.

Shooting such a cute child to death is a little too cruel.

"Hmph, you are pretending well!"

Cao Shuang sneered and continued to shoot arrows.

"It's fake, it's all fake, you can't be fooled!"

"Wow, you are crazy, don't let me out, or I will kill you!"

The little zombie cried out in tears.

Cao Shuang's mouth twitched, "Oh, you are still so fierce!"

Tut tut tut tut!

Another dense rain of swords poured down, and the girl was immediately full of arrows, but her health bar was wiped off a little bit of skin.

"Why do I feel like she's not acting..."

A Yin muttered softly, but chose to remain silent for the sake of her husband's face.

Poor little zombie, I'm sorry.

…………

……

On the other side.

Outside the Ghost Gate.

The ghost king's figure has been completely submerged in the sun's true fire, and his life or death is unknown.

The terrifying flames spread rapidly, sweeping away a large number of ghosts around.

But Xihe's beautiful eyes were always frowned.

Because although the sun's true fire is extremely powerful, it consumes her terribly.

The three golden crows also showed a hint of decline due to the long-term battle.

On the other hand, there are still a steady stream of ghosts pouring in from the Ghost Gate.

As if it will never

Pause.

"No, only by completely blocking the passage can we avoid the suffering of all living beings."

Thinking of this, Xihe took a deep breath.

"You two, Xihe can only accompany you here. Please help Xihe to give this thing to the young master."

After speaking, Xihe turned her jade palm, broke off a branch from the Fusang sacred tree, and handed it to Ling Shiyun.

With a wave of her hand, she sent her and Feng Xiaotao back to the ground.

"Chimi, chimi~"

The little golden crows chirped briskly, as if they were saying their final goodbye.

"This..."

The two women looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

Is this also part of the plot?

"Fusang suppresses the underworld, the sun is blazing, burning the sky, the world is upside down, the sun rises and the moon sets, and the years are renewed..."

Xihe muttered slowly, and suddenly closed her eyes, emitting a faint holy golden glow, as if she was wearing a holy feather robe.

"Xiao Shi, the world cannot live without the sun. You have to walk the road ahead by yourself."

Xihe sent the Fusang sacred tree to the gate of hell, and then sent the youngest little Jinwu back to the nine heavens.

"Chimi chimi~"

The Jinwu spread its wings and soared, circling above its head three times, and then rushed to the nine heavens and returned to the throne of God.

That was its mission, even if it was reluctant, it had to fulfill it.

And Xihe turned into a stream of light, took the other two Jinwu, and plunged into hell.

Rumble~

The heaven and earth shook, and the gate of hell began to slowly close.

A Fusang sacred tree broke out of the ground, stood in the sky, and sprinkled thousands of feet of divine light, covering a radius of hundreds of miles.

The Jiuyou Ferry was sealed, and the world returned to clarity.

Countless players cheered and were glad to escape a disaster.

And ten kilometers outside the Fusang sacred tree, a group of black fog slowly formed.

"It was a close call. Fortunately, I have a ferry, so I can sneak across Chencang and survive!"

The Ghost King patted his chest with lingering fear.

Watching the goddess Xihe seal the Fusang sacred tree at the cost of her life, the Ghost King's eyes flickered.

"Tsk tsk, what a wonderful drama."

"But the higher the virtue, the higher the evil. The one who survives to the end is the winner. This world will eventually be controlled by me, the Ghost King..."

"Boom!"

Before the Ghost King finished speaking, a Tyrant Spear fell from the sky and instantly pierced his body.

"Puff——"

Dark blood splattered.

"What..."

The Ghost King widened his eyes, revealing a deep horror.

"Are you the Ghost King?"

"Come, fight me!"

"... I fucking..."