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Chapter 578 Where Qiaoer is, a terrifying scene!(1/2)

Zhan Wuque was slightly stunned.

The man urged impatiently, "Why don't you hurry up, this is a famous dangerous area. When it gets dark, there are monsters everywhere, so you will die!"

"This is a dangerous area?"

Zhan Wuque muttered to himself.

Compared with the Monster Mountains, it is simply paradise.

In the Monster Mountains, whenever night falls, it is his home court and the beginning of the fight.

In comparison, this so-called dangerous zone is simply a joke and pale and powerless to Zhan Wuque.

Without too much explanation, Zhan Wuque turned his horse and rode his horse.

As long as you follow this group of people, you will probably be able to figure out where he is now.

The two chased forward.

"Miss, that little beggar seems to have emerged out of thin air, very strange. I think I'd better throw him here and leave him alone."

The one-eyed man spoke to the carriage.

"Yes, I think what Brother Kui said makes sense. This kid appeared in the dangerous area for no reason. Maybe he was a transformed monster."

Someone next to him immediately echoed.

"Okay, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Why not do it just a matter of raising hands?"

"Also, if he really transforms into a monster, can we leave safely?"

A crisp girlish voice came from the car sedan.

"But it will be a problem to bring him with you. Maybe he has any bad intentions..."

"Okay, I've decided."

The one-eyed man wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the girl.

"Miss is right. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Good people will be rewarded," another girl's voice sounded in the carriage.

It is as crisp and beautiful as it sounds a little playful.

"Jun'er's words."

A gentle voice came out.

"Yes, madam!"

Everyone nodded quickly and said yes.

They were not on the way fast, obviously waiting for Zhan Wuque and the others.

After a while, Zhan Wuque and the others chased after him.

"Young man, come to the old man's place to sit."

The old man drove the horse and patted the empty space next to him.

Zhan Wuqin nodded and jumped from the horse's back to the carriage.

"Good skills," the old man praised casually.

“It’s over-reward.”

Zhan Wuque smiled slightly.

"Hmph, you dare to come to the dangerous area with this little strength. You are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and does not know the height of the sky and the earth," said the one-eyed man disdainfully.

In the Monster Mountains for many days, Zhan Wuque was used to restraining his breath, so in the eyes of everyone, Zhan Wuque's strength was around the martial artists.

As a result, everyone looked down on him a little.

Zhan Wuque did not take this seriously.

As long as they take themselves away.

To him, these people are just passers-by. Why should we care so much about meeting by chance?

But Zhan Wuque's silent appearance was taken for granted by everyone as a manifestation of cowardice and incompetence.

The one-eyed man lost his interest and no longer took care of the war Wuque and led the way ahead.

Time passes slowly.

The demon horse under everyone's crotch was very fast, and it was far ahead of an ordinary horse.

This is the first time Zhan Wuque has seen this kind of horse.

Most of the strength is equivalent to the first level, while some are less than the first level.

It is a horse-like monster tamed by warriors.

Seeing this horse, Zhan Wuque couldn't help but think of the battle soul.

The war soul was the old man's old friend who had been in the military life, but he was lost by himself.

Not only the battle soul, but also Dahuang, Qiaoer, and the soul-devouring insect were all lost in the battle with the leader of the Tiger Village.

The master of Zhan Wuque who was chasing him back then had no way to go, but now he could not pass one round in Zhan Wuque's hands.

Not to mention that his strength has not yet been restored, he is just a half-step Martial Emperor. Even if he recovers from the beginning, he is not Zhan Wuque's opponent!

Even, he couldn't stop his finger.

But now it's too late to say anything.

He could only try his best to find it.

Hope to find them.

Zhan Wuque sighed deeply in his heart.

...

Under a swamp that is so large that it can't be seen at first sight.

Countless caves are connected in all directions, almost forming an independent underground world.

The temperature in this underground world is extremely low and white mist is everywhere.

This fog is composed of countless evil auras such as corpse energy, yin energy, resentment energy, etc.

For ordinary warriors, it is a deadly place.

At this moment, in a hole.

A beautiful girl in a blue dress is lying quietly in a black coffin.

The coffin floated in the air, and nine iron chains extended out from the surrounding stone walls, binding the coffin tightly.

Countless white mist poured into the coffin along the iron chain.

Because the temperature is too low, a thick layer of blue ice crystals has been formed on the chain.

The girl's face was pale, her eyebrows were frowning, and her body trembled slightly from time to time.

A man in black with a mahogany coffin on his back suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave, looking at the black coffin in the air, speechless.

"How is the matter going?"

A sound suddenly echoed in the hole.

"Elder Qi, this woman has a very firm will and seems to have an obsession," the man in black said respectfully.

"Waste, what's the use of you?"

The roar echoed, and the man in black changed his face so much that he hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"Elder, please spare me, please spare me, give me some more time, I will definitely be able to solve it!"

The man in black kowtowed desperately.

"No need, let's change someone," a gloomy voice rang out.

The man in black seemed to have expected something, and his face changed drastically.

The next moment, the mahogany coffin he was carrying suddenly opened.

A black palm grabbed the neck of the man in the black robe.

This is a human hand, covered with white hair, but it is extremely shriveled, without a trace of flesh and blood. The blue-black nails are extremely long and shining with a cold light.

"Ho...hohohoho..."

A human-shaped black shadow suddenly rushed out and crawled behind the man in black robe.

What's strange is that the man in black robe kept kowtowing, and even though his eyes were full of fear, he still dared not do anything else.

The black shadow opened its big mouth and revealed its long fangs.

The black shadow turned out to be a zombie!

"Puff!"
To be continued...
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