Chapter 104 Rescue

In the deep forest, thousands of zombies gathered in front of the door of a Taoist temple, nibbling hard and hitting the wooden door with Taiji patterns. These zombies had obviously lost their minds for a long time and only rushed to the Taoist temple.

The sky is still the same as before, full of hot sunshine. On the ground, the poisonous temperature and gloomy corpse gas are intertwined, and the atmosphere is extremely horrible.

The wooden door with a huge Taiji pattern has always been covered with a cyan halo, which seems soft, but it relies on it. The door of incompetence remains so intact. This is the last means of incompetence to defend the enemy. It is the defensive array laid by the Lord of Tiandao View, and the door with halo is sacredly standing here. The Taoist priest in the view is separated from the zombies outside.

Standing in the wooden door, countless zombies shouted tragically outside the door, and the "clap" sound of hitting the magic array on the wooden door sounded chilling.

I saw a huge magic array in the door keep shining. More than 100 Taoist priests desperately injected the true qi into their bodies. Everyone's face was extremely pale, and there were more than 100 people cross-legged to restore the true qi. Obviously, these people took turns to transport the true qi to maintain the magic array. The power of this magic array is strong, but The energy needed is also a lot of horror.

In the center of the Taoist priests, an old man's eyes were red and he gasped from time to time. Although he was very weak, he still did not hesitate to transmit the true spirit. Half of the energy source of this magic array came from this old man, and his strength was even more second-class soul realm. A light yellow Taoist robe set off his dignity. It was this nothing As the deputy viewer, there is no regret.

Because they were too focused and weak, these people did not find the arrival of Mu Chen and Huang Hui.

Although everyone keeps trying to inject the few remaining true qi into the magic array, it is not difficult to see that the halo emitted by this array is still weakening at a slow speed. If it goes on like this, it won't take long for the magic array to fail.

Suddenly, a purple-gold ripple flowed to the center of the magic array, like a small fish flowing into the sea, which could not even bring any ripples, but the halo on the array suddenly became a little stronger, and others also felt the bottomless cave-like array, which brought several times less pressure on themselves.

Even Mu Chen did not expect such an effect. The formation seems to be able to decompose the ancient magic and transform the inconspicuous energy purple-gold ripples into magnificent energy.

The unregulated release of true qi also turned his head and found the source of this energy. He said in surprise, "It's a miracle that you have been so seriously injured. I didn't expect you to wake up so early."

"It's all thanks to the blessing of the elders, and the younger generation also wants to thank you for your salvation." Mu Chen stretched out his hand, and the purple and gold energy was continuously injected into the array.

"Go back quickly to rest and recover from your injuries. These things can be left to us. Besides, you are not a useless person." He said without regret.

"I'm not this insignificant person. Didn't the seniors also save you? Now that the enemy is present, the younger generation should do a meager part. Instead, you should take a break first. The younger generation guessed correctly. You should have never rotated with others and persist here for ten days." According to the old man's weak state and his second-class soul strength, it is not difficult to judge that he has been exporting true qi here for a long time.

With a wry smile without regret: "Each of you can rotate, but I can't, because no one can replace my real output. If I rest, I'm afraid this formation will soon be broken."

The old man's words are right. It is true that the array can be supported until now, relying on this strong soul, but now Mu Chen's arrival can replace the regretless output: "Senior, with the younger generation, I will definitely not let this array be broken."

"Haha, your talent is amazing. You have reached the ninth-class spiritual realm at a young age, but this array is very mysterious and profound, and your strength is really difficult to maintain."

Mu Chen did not refute. The old man was right, but he did not know that there was an ancient magic in Mu Chen's body, and there were two kinds of them, and this array could decompose such pure purple and gold, and it was not a problem to support the array.

The hands suddenly exerted force, and the rich purple gold kept flowing into the array, and the halo on it lit up a little.

No regret nodded in surprise. Relying on his rich experience, he naturally saw that the purple-gold original was the ancient magic spirit. Unexpectedly, this legendary thing would appear in such a young man. The older he was, the more he knew the strength of the ancient magic spirit. At this time, the regretlessness was indeed extremely weak. However, Mu Chen had such strength that he was not too polite. He sat cross-legged on the ground and recovered the true spirit in his body as soon as possible.

With the retreat of the main force without regrets, Mu Chen's pressure became several times stronger in an instant. If it hadn't been for the ancient magic spirit in his body, it would be difficult to support it for a moment.

This situation can be regarded as suffering for everyone. After several days in a row, Mu Chen's original rosy face was constantly sweating at this time, and the energy in her body became empty. The energy output for several days was unbearable for anyone to bear.

During this period, Wu Regret also replaced Mu Chen several times, and half of the other Taoist priests had fainted because of exhaustion. The defense of the magic array had entered an extremely difficult stage, and everyone put their hopes on the viewer Jingxu.

Everyone dares not go out to meet the enemy because there is a fourth-class soul corpse outside, and Guanzhu Jingxu is the strength of the seventh-class soul realm. It is also because of this trace of hope that everyone can persist until now.

It is not only that the energy in the body is about to be exhausted, but also the faint pain from the wound cut by the soul corpse. When the oil is exhausted, the light on the magic array is getting darker and darker.

"Damn, can't I really be destroyed by these dirty things today?" No regret sighed and said helplessly.

Mu Chen's vision gradually blurred, and his breathing became more and more rapid, and the light of this array will soon be completely dimmed.

Unrevely sent several waves of people out of the city to find the support of nearby masters. It seems that the people sent were unable to escape the killing of zombies. Now the only thing everyone can do is to exhaust the last trace of true air and wait for the arrival of death.

After these days of suffering, the zombie's cry is now accustomed, and even in the minds of some powerful Taoist priests, the situation of being bitten by zombies has been played countless times.

Finally, all the Taoist priests lay weakly on the ground and were unable to output the true qi. The residual energy of Mu Chen and no regret was obviously not enough to support the magic array, and the last trace of light finally dimmed.

Then, the sound of the zombie door hitting the door sounded, and every vibration of the tall wooden door made everyone's heart beat faster. At this moment, they really felt powerless.

At this moment, an old but powerful voice echoed here: "Sirvil beast, how dare you attack me? It's really arrogant. Today, I will let you go back."

The old man stood with his hands behind his hands in the void, and his robes around him were blowing without wind. His sharp eyes swept at the countless zombies below, and a seemingly ordinary cyan sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

gently shook down, and a sword light smoothly slid to the ground. Wherever it passed, the hiss of zombies could be heard.

Then four or five first-class soul corpses flew into the air at the same time, and several blood sickle flew out at the same time, constantly releasing blood and strong corpses.

"Eacon's little skill!" Jingxu shouted angrily, and the tip of the sword pointed to the sky. Suddenly, thunder exploded, a blue lightning flashed across the sword body, and the blood sickle around him was shattered in an instant.

The higher the realm, the greater the power gap between levels under the same realm. Nowadays, the quietness of the seventh-class soul realm is naturally not what these first-class soul corpses can deal with.

Then, the blue sword with the power of thunder cut several sword marks around, which were imprinted around. The first-class soul corpse could not be stopped at all, and it was even more powerless to avoid. The body was easily cut off like tofu.

"Fourth-class soul corpse, no wonder it can force my incompetence like this. Do you think that if I don't show up, I won't find you?" The old man turned his hand and shook to the ground. After a loud noise on the ground below, thousands of zombies fell to the ground feebly. At the same time, their eyes closed slightly and said slowly.

"It's worthy of being the supreme strong man of the Taoist temple. The seventh-class soul realm is really horrible. Since we have met, I will naturally not be stupid enough to think that you can let me go." The silver blood sickle held tightly in the hand of the soul corpse and looked at the old man solemnly.

"Death, life like you is meaningless even if you live!" With a fierce roar, the magnificent energy flew towards the fourth-class soul corpse.