Chapter 1727: Tsukikage

The sound of the wooden house scared everyone, and everyone looked at it for the first time, for fear of any more variables. After all, the man in the wooden house had his own life, and there were always variables in his place. .
Both the leaves and the woods are particularly tense. They are nervous at all times. They are not afraid of people in the wooden house, but they are only jealous, otherwise they will not necessarily come here to take people away.
However, until now, Bai Yuner was delayed to both injuries, and there was a deep inner vigilance. The brothers both stepped back a few steps in the first time.
The still-lived Lu Yi and Shang Jiu Jiu were also looking forward to seeing the wooden house for the first time, but soon they were faint.
The whole wooden house is sloshing. The sudden fall of the wooden door is not an abnormality in the wooden house. It is the aftermath of the previous attack on the wooden sky. This is just the most common wooden house, enough to kill Gu Liangchen. The attack, the rest of the wave oscillated through the ground to the log house, so easily destroyed the wooden door.
The wooden house is very dark. I can't see the specific situation from the outside, but the red color on the white sheets is very conspicuous. The abnormal breathing and the weakening vitality suddenly make the house outside. People's perceptions are clear.
Everyone knows very well that this is the step yarn, the only spiritual newcomer that exists in the world!
Is this that Bai Yuner does not hesitate to sacrifice the object he has entrusted?
This woman who is already dying, can save Chu Han?
And the bed that the step yarn is squatting, the outline of a body covered by the quilt is looming, obviously it is Chu Han!
I still can't move there until now, and the ending is so obvious...
Mutian and Muye couldn’t help but sneer at the corners of their mouths. The sarcasm was not concealed, and Bai Yun’s gambling lost.
Muye regained his position and relied on the side to begin to concentrate on his own wounds. Bai Yuner’s slanting squat was overbearing, especially the horrible gloves, and he did not know what the material was made, and even let his wounds become present. Still unable to heal spontaneously, and even with a little bit of corrosion, the alien king energy in the leaves of the wood leaves!
Mutian was not broken by the skin, but the black and purple area of ​​the big piece of the chest was crushed by Bai Yun’s fists under the skin. His injury was not light, but it was good. As the basic defense of the zombies themselves, the combat power is not much lower than that of the wood leaves.
Therefore, Mutian did not hesitate to take a step, surrounded by a faint zombie black air, striding to the wooden house!
Lu Yan was full of red, and Shang Jiuyi stood in front of Mutian, like two ants who would be trampled to death at any time.
Mutian did not care about these two people at all. Suddenly the speed soared to the extreme, and suddenly came to the front of the wooden house, and at the same time stepped in!
"Do not"
Shang Jiu screamed and screamed, making this scene full of the bodies of the fangs of the fangs, full of despair.
Wood leaves looked at her, the fierce color flashed in the eyes, he lifted his foot and went over, decided to use the heart of these two people to help themselves recover the injury.
Mutian certainly does not care what Muye wants to do. When he walks into the wooden house, he raises the neck of the yarn with one hand. This woman is too dangerous. Although it has reached the edge of death, but it is not dead, it must be solved first. So that there will be trouble in the future.
The spirit system, not only the mysterious family fear, but also the zombie king!
At the same time, he took a look at the bed and glanced at it. Then he laughed. The bed man was indeed Chu Han and still in a coma.
Only when the hand of the zombie Wang Mutian is very close to the neck of the yarn...
Suddenly!
The veil there was suddenly lifted up the half body, her glamorous face was full of pain, the eyes closed and the two eyes shed tears, and then suddenly an invisible force was elicited, and suddenly it was toward the bed. go with!
That is the spiritual power, the last trace of spiritual power from the step, from the life of her tenth new human being.
"贱人!"
The zombie Wang Mutian screamed, and the nails of the angry five fingers all extended. The nail with the black zombie virus was sharp and sharp. He did not observe Chu Han because he did not believe that the last step of the yarn would succeed, even if it was the last. That kind of mental power is too weak for him.
It can be at the beginning of this millennium.
brush!
Suddenly a black man appeared out of thin air!
The black crescent shape is very different in the air, like a scimitar that shoots out, and its blade has a sharp sense of image.
puff!
A knife in the hands of the zombie Wang Mutian!
"what"
Woody screamed and screamed, followed by five fingers and the roots fell to the ground!
He took back his hand and couldn't look at the bed in the wooden house. He turned his head out of the hut without hesitation!
The leaves outside the house are inexplicable, but the hand that sticks out to the heart of Shang Jiuyi is already in the air. The injury caused by Bai Yuner is too serious. He needs fresh blood and needs a living person.
But before he could see what happened in the wooden house, the body of the zombie Wang Mutian only ran out a few meters, and a terrible energy suddenly erupted from the wooden house.
boom!
I saw a black crescent flying out of the space where there was no wooden door, gathering more and more in the air, and finally one end of the crescent was drawn to the ground, horrifying to the speed of the zombie king, drawing a very long time in the ground. Cracks.
From the appearance of this energy to the black crescent appeared in the field of vision, but in an instant, it was almost until the ninety-nine and Lu Hao had not had time to blink.
brush!
The black crescent broke into the wood between the leaves and the Shangjiu. At the gap between the hand of Mutian and the heart of Shangjiu, the sound of ‘哗’ flashed.
Like a sharp and thin hurricane, after slashing, rushed through, and then banged in the distant woods.
Hey!
Touch and touch!
Countless towering trees fell, a horrible straight crack, extending from the wooden house to the forest outside the kilometer, and the whole piece of trees were opened from the distance, and from a distance it looked like a road opened.
One cut and two broken!
The place where the black crescent was cut, the whole crack was filled with faint black fog, like a black flame that spread and burned, with the horror of the horror, so that the soul of the close people was burning.
All of this happened too quickly and too directly. The leaves were suddenly bounced off by the horror of the crescent, and instantly retreated to a few meters away. The wooden body that escaped was in the same place, looking at his own vision. Inside the piece of wood that was opened, the emotions between the eyes were complicated.
Lu Hao’s monk slammed for a while, then slowly turned his head and looked at the wooden house.