Chapter 1250: , The chain of fate

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Chapter 125, The Chain of Destiny
These five horses are all caused by undead grievances, and they do not have any emotions themselves. Still tearing my body. And at this time, I opened my magic eyes, looked at them, and then stretched out my hand. The prison was carrying infinite power and spread out suddenly.
In the eyes of the people around me, a sword suddenly appeared in my hand, and then swept across the air. In their eyes, all I slashed was air. But I easily killed five horses.
After the five horses were beheaded, my body suddenly relaxed a lot, and the marks on my limbs soon disappeared. I was relieved to see this, but at this time, the mist above the sky, It suddenly rioted.
Immediately afterwards, five more horses appeared around me. Not only that, but also a knife, which was chopped against my neck.
"Oh, I finally understand why my classmates had such a weird way of dying. It was you who did it all?" I raised my head and raised a sneer, then said: "But you are terrible, but you have fatal weakness."
After I finished holding the prison, I shouted: "There is nothing in this world that binds me. Even the chain of fate, I will cut it off!"
When I shouted, I stretched out my hands and gathered my ghostly power, and even pulled the chain on my back. When I pulled it out, all the surrounding scenes disappeared. Because the undead resentment is terrible, it has a fatal weakness.
That is, the attack of undead resentment is only useful to those within the scope, such as those who fall within the scope of undead resentment. Undead resentment can be executed like a god.
But for those who are free from undead grievances, it is completely ineffective. This is why, with the spread of undead grievances at the beginning, more and more people died and their influence became greater and greater. But in the beginning, undead spirits could only kill one class.
Just when I pulled out the chain, it seemed that there was an existence between heaven and earth, and in the distant capital, an icy voice suddenly sounded: "Another person who can resist undead resentment appears."
I squinted, Zhang Zhang laughed wildly, his expression couldn't be free. Now I rely on my own strength to get rid of the undead resentment. It's impossible to kill me without dying, this is something I couldn't imagine before.
Once upon a time, in the face of undead resentment, I was fearful, powerless, and humble. But nowadays, I'm hard to shake the spirit of resentment. Undead resentment can't kill me, let alone control me.
At this time, the mist above the sky suddenly angered, and immediately after everyone's mobile phone, a task suddenly appeared: kill Zhang Fan at all costs, otherwise everyone will be executed.
Seeing this, the people around were overwhelmed and overwhelmed. They were still ecstatic just now, because I was relying on my own strength to surpass the undead. But now Undead Resentment has issued such an order.
I looked at them and laughed loudly: "Don't worry, the undead resentment is not so terrible. I will try to get you out of the undead resentment."
"Then what should we do?" A woman asked tremblingly.
I did not speak, holding the prison in hand, the figure had appeared on her back, and then stretched out the prison to cut off the chain behind her. And when I cut her chain, the undead resentment became even more furious.
One task after another, constantly launched.
"Kill Zhang Fan!"
"Siege Zhang Fan!"
With one task after another, it shows that Undead Spirit Resentment has become panic. Although Undead Spirit Resentment is not conscious, it is more like a program.
At this moment, I sneered, suddenly grabbed a chain, and then inserted into the back, the voice murmured: "Come on, undead resentment. Come to kill me!"
When I shouted, the undead resentment immediately gave me the task of committing suicide, and I naturally refused to perform it.
And at this time, the undead spirit complained continuously, and the terrible force bombarded me continuously. However, I took hold of the prison and unkindly blocked the killing again and again, without being affected by the undead.
So the undead resentment fell into the following steps.
I can't be wiped out, I can't be wiped out again, I still can't be wiped out ...
In such a cycle, the power of undead spirits is getting weaker and weaker, and it still tirelessly tries to kill me.
At this time I realized that undead spirit resentment was not controlled by the gatekeepers of the capital. It is a tool used by the local government to invade the world. It is something similar to a Trojan horse virus.
It will continue to replicate, multiply, and infect, become more and more powerful by killing people, and then cause chaos in the world. But there is no self-consciousness in itself. It only repeats instinct. Therefore, even the gatekeeper of the mansion cannot control the undead.
With the consumption of resentment, the undead resentment on the sky is getting smaller and smaller, and at this time, among the undead resentment, a cold voice sounded.
"Eliminate!"
"Can't kill!"
"Perform kill again!"
"Can't kill!"
"Perform a forced obliteration!"
"Can't kill!"
With such a voice, at the end, the undead blame suddenly said: "Cannot kill twenty times in a row, execute the final program. Explode!"
Then the undead resentment above the sky suddenly burst, and then quickly dissipated.
After the undead resentment dissipated, the students in the whole school felt relieved, as if something disappeared. And at this time I was relieved, my heart was very clear.
I won!
The undead resentment is terrible, but it does not treat me. For viruses like Undead Resentment, I am antivirus software.
Therefore, I can easily kill the undead resentment, but the undead resentment can not treat me. So in the end, the undead resentment naturally cannot be confronted. Those who design undead resentment have set the final procedure for undead resentment.
Without being able to destroy me, the undead resentment destroyed himself. It's really decisive.
The WeChat group has disappeared from the phone, and we are all free. People around this time cheered one after another, tears filled with excitement.
"It's great, we are free!"
"Long live, we finally got rid of the undead resentment."
"We finally don't have to die!"
With the cheers of these people, I looked at the corner, and then my voice murmured: "Come out, the gatekeeper of the mansion, the undead grievances have disappeared, and you may never kill anyone again."
Hearing my words, the people around me looked at the corners. But saw a middle-aged man coming out of the corner. When this middle-aged man appeared, the students around exclaimed: "Teacher Zhang!"