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They continued to walk some distance ahead, and there was also a tavern. The door was open, and there were a few zombies crouching there. When they saw them coming, they stood up slowly.

Su Changxing killed both of them with one scythe. Just as he was about to walk in, he heard the rustling noise again.

"Again?"

Su Changxing frowned and saw a trembling gray-white figure slowly walking towards them from the corridor.

There seemed to be laughter echoing in my ears.

Inadvertently, he noticed a gray-white porcelain doll hanging on the wall with a smiling face, staring at him.

"No, no."

Su Changxing suddenly looked back at the sky behind him. It was already blood red, and a vast dead tree penetrated the sky and the earth.

They were already in the shadow of the dead trees!

Others didn't realize it yet, they were just surprised that there was a gray shadow in it.

"There's another one here, let's change places." Shen Liang walked behind Su Changxing and said calmly.

The monk rushed over, punched him to the ground, and shouted: "What are you doing?"

Su Changxing licked his lips, looked back at Shen Liang, and naturally knew what he was going to do just now, and shouted:

"Let's get out of here right away. The dead tree is right above us."

As they spoke, gray figures walked out of the house onto the street and surrounded them.

There was a harsh and noisy sound in the ears, and more than half of the people fell to the ground at the same time, with blood overflowing from their facial features and their bodies twitching continuously.

Wu Qingsheng looked back and widened his eyes: "How is this... possible?"

Su Changxing was not greatly affected. He pulled out his pistol and shot at these phantoms. The bullets passed through their bodies and made holes in the wall.

Are physical attacks ineffective?

Su Changxing stepped forward with a sickle and slashed at the gray shadow. With the cutting of Qingfeng, the gray shadow was cut into two pieces, but did not disperse.

There was a noise behind him.

Several dead trees quickly grew from the ground and the roof, and the light in the surrounding space quickly dimmed, as if they were about to be swallowed up.

The old man's face appeared on one of the dead trees, and he said with a smile on his face: "If I want to kill you, you can't run away, and you shouldn't run."

He stared at Su Changxing with a joking look and said: "Begging for mercy, begging me for mercy, and I will let you go. You are different from others."

Su Changxing had a cold look on his face and said calmly:

"You're just a dog. What's there to be proud of? Do you really think you can survive forever? Do you need me to explain why a cunning rabbit will be cooked by a lackey?"

The old man himself did not put much pressure on him. The only pressure came from the huge dead tree. In the final analysis, the old man was just a slave of the dead tree.

The old man didn't speak, but his eyes became sharper. Almost at the same time, everyone fell to the ground and wailed, even Wu Qingsheng did the same.

His position is not particularly mentally resistant.

On the contrary, the monk continued to deal with the gray shadows around him as if nothing was wrong, but his attacks were not effective.

Without saying a word, Su Changxing pulled out his pistol and scattered all the dead trees growing around him, including the old man's one.

Then, with a wave of his hand, more than ten evil spirits appeared around and pounced on the gray figures.

The evil spirit's attack is not purely physical, it is effective against Gray Shadow, and can even be said to be very restrained.

These gray shadows cannot have much impact on evil spirits, but evil spirits can kill them completely.

After a few rounds, most of the gray shadows disappeared.

The light in the environment gradually dimmed, and there was another burst of movement. More dead trees grew out of the ground, and more gray shadows came towards them from the houses.

There was a burst of gunfire.

Su Changxing once again scattered all the dead trees, slashed back a gray shadow with his backhand, and shouted: "If you can still walk, follow me."

At this time, he could only abandon most of the people and leave. He could clearly feel the invisible pressure getting stronger and stronger, as if something huge was approaching them step by step.

More than twenty people who were still barely standing followed Su Changxing and retreated.

More than ten evil spirits stopped the gray shadow.

The monk recited scriptures loudly, his eyes shining with golden light, similar to the Buddha standing above in the temple, with a solemn expression but also full of kindness.

Those who were still there died little by little in their field of vision, their eyeballs exploded, spurting out bright red blood, and there was no movement at all.

this moment.

The monk only felt extremely painful and helpless despair. The so-called hell on earth might be like this. Two lines of tears overflowed from his golden pupils.

"If I want to kill you, I will definitely kill you!"

His face turned red and he roared loudly.

It's like an ant dancing in the sunset to launch a final declaration of war against the behemoth in front of it, a self-righteous declaration of war.

Su Changxing retreated all the way, shooting all the way, almost using up all the bullets in his hand, until no more dead trees grew around them.

At this time, they also arrived at the other end of the town.

The shadows of huge objects cover the desert, and the night flows between the rolling hills, imprinting the sky with faintly visible stars, which is desolate but magnificent.

"We escaped?"

Qu Zhaoyu said blankly without any expression on his face.

One of Wu Qingsheng's eyes was full of blood. He took a breath and said, "It should be so. It was a fluke. I thought we were dead just now."

The monk walked in front, his body swaying and shaking slightly, and he whispered: "It's playing with us, playing with us..."

The growth trajectory of those dead trees is continuous, like a person walking from a distance...Su Changxing thought about it, licked his dry lips, and said coldly:

"It's not an option to be chased like this all the time. Sooner or later, it will die. At least you have to bite it and make it painful."

Aaron looked at Su Changxing and said confusedly: "How to fight back? That dead tree is far away from us, there is no way we can touch it."

Su Changxing thought for a moment and said, "I can only give it a try and go forward first."

It's just past midnight, and tomorrow is the day of the blood moon. The air is once again filled with a faint blood mist, and the smell of it brings with it the charming fragrance, which is refreshing.

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"Eat, maybe it's your last meal."

A group of people sat around a small bonfire. There were more than a dozen steaming self-heating hot pots and other food on the ground.

Su Changxing redeemed all the self-heating hotpots in the store, so basically two people could eat from one small pot.

Eat.

Aaron covered his face and said in a low voice: "Boss, Ahu didn't deserve to die there. I fell to the ground and he dragged me out forcefully."

"The Point Guard Is Here"

Wu Qingsheng ate the food in the bowl and said calmly: "Why are you thinking so much? It's not good for you to be alive."