Su Wu nodded. Although he wanted to find out the cause of Lausanne's death, he would not joke about his life.

"This place is very dangerous." Chen Feiyu said seriously.

"Where is this place?" Su Wu asked.

"The wilderness of the Great Lakes." Chen Feiyu said, "This is one of the dangerous places in the entire southern border."

Su Wu had never heard of this place.

However, he had been to the Scorpio Palace in Qinling Mountains and knew some secrets. There were many dangerous places in China, all of which were blocked, and even satellites could not monitor it. This wilderness zodiac may be one of them.

"There are many psychic beasts and zombies here." Chen Feiyu said.

"Zombie?" Su Wu's face changed slightly.

He has heard of zombies.

The so-called zombies are actually human corpses absorb secondary energy over the years, and then corpses change, giving birth to a trace of intelligence, and then becoming a living dead person.

The biggest feature of zombies is that they are strong in their bodies, and ordinary zombies are enough to compete with the physical body of warriors in the third realm.

Because of their cold and cold body, they are bloodthirsty and extremely dangerous.

Zombies are divided into iron corpses, copper corpses, silver corpses, golden corpses, flying corpses, corpses kings, and drought corpses...

The combat power of ordinary iron corpses is comparable to that of warriors in the third realm.

The bronze corpse can fight against warriors in the fourth realm.

Silver Corpse can fight against five-level warriors.

If a golden corpse appears, a warrior from the sixth level must be suppressed.

As for flying corpses, only warriors in the seventh level can fight.

Flying corpses are rare, too few.

As for the Corpse King and the Drought Bad, almost no one has seen it.

There are actually zombies in this wilderness swamp, which is indeed extremely dangerous, not to mention that there are a large number of psychic beasts.

"Why did Gu Wu bring Lausanne here?" Su Wu was really puzzled.

"This matter is indeed strange." Chen Feiyu frowned.

At the same time, Mingchen and others also arrived at the wilderness.

"Be careful!" Mingchen reminded the others, and then ordered in a deep voice: "Transfer the news back immediately and let the clan send someone to support him."

"Yes, Uncle Chen." A member of the Ming family nodded.

"Uncle Ming, the person who robbed Luosang's corpse... could it be a member of the Gu clan?" Ming Qingxuan pondered.

"It's possible." Mingchen nodded.

Ming Qingxuan was a little eager to try it out. When she wanted to hear that the wilderness was already in the wilderness, she had wanted to go in and take a look.

Mingchen said, "Follow me in the third level or above, and wait here."

"Uncle Chen, I want to go in too." Ming Qingxuan said coquettishly.

"No." Mingchen said seriously, "Even I am not sure that everyone is safe and sound, how can I take you in?"

Ming Qingxuan stuck out his tongue.

"Uncle Chen, someone is here."

A member of the Ming family suddenly said.

Sure enough, someone came.

It was actually Shen Bing, Zhang Yang and Chen Guo.

Seeing Shen Bing, Ming Qingxuan sneered, "Uncle, I want her to die!"

Mingchen nodded, "Qingping, kill."

Of course, Qingping's surname is Ming, and he is a man in his thirties, with an ordinary and dull appearance.

Hearing Ming Chen's words, Ming Qingping nodded, his figure shook, and rushed towards Shen Bing and others in the distance.

"Qinglin, go too, everyone else will follow me." Mingchen led the other three-level warriors into the wilderness.

Ming Qinglin and Ming Qingping have blocked Shen Bing and the other two.

Ming Qingxuan smiled and said, "Do you still remember what I said? This is southern Xinjiang, and it is my Ming family who has the final say."

Zhang Yang's face changed slightly, and he could naturally see that Ming Qingping and Ming Qinglin were both warriors of the third level, and they were at the peak of the third level.

On their side, he was the only one of the third level warriors, but he was only entering the third level.

"You talk a lot of nonsense. If you want to do it, hurry up. I'm in a hurry." Shen Bing said lightly.

Ming Qingxuan sneered, "I'm so arrogant!"

Ming Qinglin sneered, "A mere second-level warrior dares to speak wildly. Qingping, I will leave this little girl to me!"

Thunder and lightning were everywhere under his feet, and he stepped on strange steps and attacked Shen Bing.

He is actually a Sequence Warrior!

The Ming family is mostly thunder sequence warriors and spiritual warriors. The thunder sequence warriors are best at attacking, and the attack power of his Ming family's martial arts is stronger than that of any thunder sequence warriors!

When he rushed to Shen Bing, there was thunder at Ming Qinglin's fingertips, and his fingers were like swords, poking at Shen Bing like lightning.

His fingertips formed a conical energy blade, buzzing and rotating, as sharp as a sword.

Ming Family Martial Arts, Thunder Hands!

"careful!"

Zhang Yang shouted.

Shen Bing did not dodge, but in the eyes of Ming Qingxuan and others, he thought Shen Bing had no time to dodge.

Seeing that Shen Bing was about to be hit by a thunderhand, countless energy ink lines appeared in front of Shen Bing out of thin air.

The black energy ink line was wrapped around Ming Qinglin's thunder hand, and in a blink of an eye it had already wrapped around Ming Qinglin's entire arm.

Ming Qinglin disagreed. He majored in thunder sequences, and his body was protected by thunder energy. How could he be afraid of the ink thread transformed by mere spiritual energy?

"Overbial power!" Ming Qingxuan sneered.

However, the next moment, Ming Qingxuan couldn't laugh.

The black energy ink line suddenly tightened like a hemp rope!

Ming Qinglin suddenly screamed, his arms and sleeves were all shattered, and blood-red wounds appeared on his arms, with skin and flesh blooming!

At the same time, black ink lines gathered in the void to form a painting. The painting is very simple, with only a majestic mountain!

The mountains suddenly pressed down towards Ming Qinglin!

A rumbling sound of heavy objects falling resounded.

Ming Qinglin retreated urgently.

At this time, Ming Qingping took action.

"Your opponent is us!"

Zhang Yang used the energy of the soil sequence and attacked the past.

Chen Guo retreated, released his spiritual energy, wrapped the water in the swamp, condensed into a water ball, and prepared to find an opportunity to attack Ming Qingping.

Ming Qingping only gave out one finger, Zhang Yang staggered back, and the fist wrapped in the earth sequence energy was almost cut off.

"boom!"

On the other side, the ink and water mountain hit the swamp, instantly stirring up mud and water more than ten feet high, and the mud and water tilted down like heavy rain.

Ming Qinglin was still scared. The power of this attack was infinitely close to that of the fourth level warrior.

However, this is just a second-level spiritual warrior.

What kind of freak is this?

Ming Qingxuan's face looked ugly. She claimed to be a genius since she was a child and entered the second realm at the age of 18, but she was far inferior to Shen Bing. She was both jealous and murderous intent in her heart.

Ming Qinglin snorted coldly and quickly attacked Shen Bing.

The biggest advantage of a powerful warrior is close attack!

He wants to approach Shen Bing and launch a thunderous attack!

However, what surprised him was that Shen Bing actually allowed him to get close.

"No, there is a fraud!"

Ming Qinglin's face changed slightly and he didn't dare to get close.

Shen Bing sneered, "Coward!"

The ink line drew countless bamboos in the air, falling from the sky and falling rapidly towards the Ming Qinglin!

"How could this woman's mental energy be so powerful?"

Ming Qinglin was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

But he had no choice but to resist.

Bang bang bang bang...

Bamboo falls and mud and water splash.

Not far away, Ming Qingping forced Zhang Yang to retreat, and his figure swept to Ming Qingxuan, and pulled Ming Qingxuan and flew away directly.

He escaped, and the splashing mud fell down. Ming Qinglin was already lying on his back in the turbid swamp, covered in wounds, dying.

Zhang Yang and Chen Guo gasped, their faces filled with disbelief.
Chapter completed!