Chapter 1969： Flesh desert

After the four creators of a big battle, the Black Desert was a mess, almost completely changed its appearance.

The bones left in the battle of 10,000 years ago were originally buried under the black gravel, but at this moment they were re-opened and scattered everywhere.

The dark desert, which has become dark and white at the moment, makes people feel like a deep abyss.

This seems to be some kind of harbinger. In the future, there will be bones everywhere, and the corpse is like a mountain!

Tang Zhen’s face was a little dignified. After sweeping his eyes for four weeks, he finally stopped on several devils.

His expression is very dull, but his eyes are like a blade, and there is a tingling sensation of being cut on his body.

After being swept away by Tang Zhen’s gaze, five demon gods, such as the bone devil, suddenly felt numb.

The scenes of the previous two masters being chased by the hammer have already let their careful thoughts dissipate completely. At this moment they have realized that it is impossible for someone to save them.

Even the masters are not opponents. Who can beat these invaders and help them get out of their claws?

The five demon gods thought of this and could not help but become more and more depressed.

At this time, I want to save my life. I have to look at Tang Zhen’s mood, and they have to be honest.

Otherwise, once they angered Tang Zhen, no one could save them.

Just as they were uneasy, Tang Zhen’s voice slowly came.

"If it is not for you to ventilate, the master will not appear, and things will not become the same."

So keeping a few of you is always a hidden danger. The best solution is to kill you now. ”

Tang Zhen’s words are purely a blow.

In fact, it was his intentional induction that enabled the previous demon **** to contact the controller, even at the expense of himself.

Several devils did not realize that they were counting, even if they faintly guessed, they did not dare to argue with Tang Zhen.

At least on the surface, the thing just happened is that they are at a loss, and the guy who has a lingering shackles has pitted them five.

So when I heard the words of Tang Zhen, the bones and devils had a glimpse of their hearts, and it was difficult to become a Tang Zhen.

"Mr. Tang Zhen clearly understands that the matter just happened has nothing to do with me. It is purely the practice of the idiot.

What's more, if you kill us, you can't get anything, but if you leave us, you can at least provide services for your saddle horse.

It is estimated that it will take a long time for a large number of demons to come to the Black Desert and try to attack you.

If you believe us, when we are there, we can do a little bit. ”

As long as you can save your life, the Winged Devil can become unprincipled and does not care which side of the camp he is standing on.

Even if it follows the Tang Zhen side, the Daxie Tuyu Mozu does not have any psychological burden for it.

Killing people is killing, killing the devil is also killing, as long as it is not their own death, even if it kills blood flowing into the river?

Especially in the case of the defeat of the controller, even in the case of life and death, who can manage what he has done?

The other four demon gods were so nervous, they wanted to say something, and they found that they couldn’t open their mouths.

Pray for Tang Zhen to spare himself, which does not have much meaning at all.

The monk's heart is as strong as iron. If Tang Zhen makes up his mind, it is a few words that he can change.

Therefore, they default to the theory of the Winged Devil, and everything is based on it. As long as Tang Zhen agrees, they will naturally do the same.

Tang Zhen looked at the bone-winged demon with a pleasing color. The dark guy said that he would look at it and always try to save his life.

Seeing that they are going to solve them, they are eager to show their loyalty and show their value.

"If this is the case, I can give you a chance. When the Mozus come to harass, you are responsible for cleaning them up!

If you do well, I will naturally leave your life, and maybe give you some benefits you never imagined. ”

The five devils quickly thanked them, as long as they saved their lives, as for the benefits, they simply did not dare to expect.

"In this case, you will keep one direction, remember not to perfuse things, or you will know the consequences."

After a cold and cold sentence, Tang Zhen turned to look at the transmission channel, waiting for the last moment to come.

The five devils did not hesitate to hesitate, and quickly rushed to different corners, a loyal look.

At this moment, Tang Zhen’s communicator suddenly made a sound, and it turned out to be the phone call from Mei’s sister.

"Master, the devil has entered the core area of ​​the devil's nest. How do you act next?"

When Tang Zhen hunted the devil everywhere, Mei Jie still led the bones and Xiaoyu, and maintained the rune of the rune in the magic nest.

Tang Zhen's purpose of forging the ancient devil's nest is to attract the devil to kill the treasure, in order to absorb the essence and enhance the strength.

It’s just that he has been promoted successfully. After he leaves the devil plane, he still needs a lot of time and energy to get rid of the negative effects of the demon blood.

In this case, instead of continuing to devour the blood, it is better to fulfill your own.

"You three swallowed the blood absorbed by the magic nest, and then immediately rushed to the Black Desert, where a battle will soon occur.

If you participate in the battle and live successfully, you will get unimaginable benefits.

But if you are afraid, you don't have to come, and I won't blame you. ”

Tang Zhen said here, hang up the talker and turn to look at the direction of the horizon.

At the end of the sky, a large black cloud slowly appears, and there are countless demons in the dark clouds.

Sure enough, the Mozu had already got the information, and the enemies who first arrived here were all those strange flying demons.

They fly the fastest, first arriving in the Black Desert, a look of imposing manner.

The five devils also noticed this scene. They looked at the Mozu who completely covered the sky. They flashed a complex color on their faces, but they were replaced by fierceness in a flash.

There is no need for Tang Zhen’s instructions. The five demon gods rushed to the sky at the same time, killing the past with the dense flying devil.

The killing sounds in the sky, where the five devils went, a group of blood fog as the fireworks continue to bloom.

It's like a sharp blade, and it's hard to open a passage for the dark clouds, showing a clear sky.

This is a genuine flesh and blood passage. In the place where the five devils passed, the broken limbs fell from the air like a rainstorm.

Although the five demon gods are subject to Tang Zhen, they do not mean that they are weak. At this moment, in the case of letting go, there will be hundreds of demons killed each time.

However, in the twinkling of an eye, the black desert near the transmission channel has covered a thick layer of corpses and is still accumulating.

It’s just that there are too many flying demons. Even if the five demon gods keep cleaning up, there are still fish that slip through the net and rush to the vicinity of the transmission channel.

When the five devils saw it, they wanted to go back to clean up, but they saw that the devils were like snowflakes and they were mixed into the water.

There seems to be an invisible barrier in the air. No matter how many Mozus rushed over, they could not break through it. Instead, they took their lives.

The five devils saw it and they breathed a sigh of relief.

They are afraid that the Mozu will destroy the transmission channel, and as a result, their interception will lose its meaning.

"Do not worry about doing your things, the transmission channel here, no need to worry about you."

Tang Zhen’s voice rang in his ear, and after the five devils heard it, there was no more scruples in his heart.

They are shaped like lightning, rushing into the more and more democrat camps, letting go of their hands and feet.