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The phantom of King Desolate You's avatar is floating, it seems that the power he consumed in this collapsing world is several times that of Xiao Wuhen and the others.
He had no choice but to summon his four envoys, which was considered a complete Jedi hunt.
But his body is in another space thousands of miles away at this time.
"yes."
After the necromancer retreated, another dwarf-like figure appeared.
"Great king, the human being mentioned by the undead just now may be the one mentioned in the gun saint's prophecy" the dwarf said hoarsely.
"Prophecy? That's just a thing that hasn't happened yet. As long as I can get the finger bone of the god, I can naturally change the prophecy. However, you reminded me that as long as humans appear in the Holy Ruins Wasteland, I will personally exterminate them." !" The phantom of Desolate King's body signaled.
Here, Hu Mei ran all the way with Xiao Wuhen, half of the profound energy they possessed was consumed in the blink of an eye.
"They shouldn't be able to catch up for the time being, let's rest first, we can't waste our profound energy like this" Xiao Wuhen patted Hu Mei.
Hu Mei gradually slowed down, and finally stopped, looking around vigilantly.
The holy mountain has also become bare. Following the gaze, there is only a few meters of greenery in the place where the finger bones were stored before.
There should still be some spiritual power after the phalanges disappeared, supporting the breath of life within a few meters there, just like a small world the size of a basketball court.
"I can only rest for a while. I have left many footprints along the way. If they know our location, they will soon catch up."
Xiao Wuhen nodded.
But even if you reach the Holy Mountain, where the sacred objects were before, will there really be any miracles?
The strength of King Desolate You has exceeded his expectations?
The two sat directly on the ground, Xiao Wuhen took out the only bottle of Xuanqi Dan on his body and handed it to Hu Mei.
After Hu Mei took it, she ate a few and handed it back to Xiao Wuhen.
This is the only elixir that they can replenish profound energy here. As for the other elixir, the effect is not great at all.
"Going there, what are our plans?" Xiao Wuhen asked.
"I hope there will be a miracle." Humei replied.
"Why?"
"There has been a prophecy circulating in our clan that if everything ends, it will be the time when this wasteland collapses." Humei said.
"So, in the past thousands of years, although the King of Desolation and You has been able to exterminate us countless times, in the end, he did not exterminate us because he was afraid of the prophecy."
"Is it because of that mysterious spear?" Xiao Wuhen nodded understandingly. He has seen countless pictures from the spear just now.
The only thing that left a deep impression on him was that lofty figure, like the emperor of the universe, could he be the owner of the phalanx?
"That's right. According to the prophecy, there may be miracles"
"So we must live on, at least I am the last survivor of the desolate beast family." Hu Mei's eyes were determined.
Xiao Wuhen fell silent immediately.
Because if it were him, I'm afraid he wouldn't sit still.
At this time, Hu Mei suddenly raised her head vigilantly, and saw a huge bone beast in the sky coming from a distance.
"Too bad, it's the messenger of the dead" Hu Mei's charming face changed in surprise.
"If he catches up with us, I will try to stop him. When the time comes, you hurry up and go east to the place I said."
"That should be the last few meters of holy soil in this world."
At this time, Hu Mei suddenly said to Xiao Wuhen.
At this time, Humei began to transform into a snow-white fox.
Run away.
This seems to be a short distance of a few kilometers, like an endless journey. This may be the magic of the Holy Mountain. The distance here is definitely superimposed by the space distance.
But even so, the messenger of the dead spirit is still slowly approaching.
Not long after, the necromancer swung his sickle from mid-air and attacked Humei on the ground.
Hu Mei kept using her agile figure to dodge, but she only lasted for a moment.
Finally, a huge force exploded beside Humei's body, abruptly lifting Humei's body into the air.
Xiao Wuhen was also thrown out and rolled down to a place of more than ten meters.
And Hu Mei seemed to be seriously injured, lying on the ground for a long time without getting up.
At this time, the messenger of the dead had already jumped off the bone beast, exuding a gloomy aura, approaching Humei step by step.
"Hand over your finger bones" the necromancer said in a gloomy voice.
"Don't even think about it!" Hu Mei jumped up from the ground suddenly, and rushed directly at the necromancer, her sharp claws and fangs continuously shot out bursts of intense power, as if they could tear through the void.
However, the power of the necromancer is unfathomable, and the sickle in his hand is even more icy cold, full of terrifying lethality.
After some fighting, Hu Mei was covered in bruises all over her body, and she was obviously not a match for the necromancer.
"boom!"
Suddenly there was a fierce collision, and Humei's steel claws collided with the sickle of the necromancer, and immediately, an astonishing aftermath of power erupted.
But at the next moment, an even greater force erupted from the messenger of the dead spirits, and directly sent Hu Mei flying.
After this Humei fell to the ground, she quickly turned into a human body, spurted blood from her mouth, and became very weak.
"How could the wild beast at the peak of Emperor Wudi be my opponent, hand over your finger bones, and spare you" The necromancer continued to bewitch, of course, as long as Humei handed over the holy object, she would surely die.
"If you have the guts, kill me." Hu Mei looked in Xiao Wuhen's direction.
Seeing that Xiao Wuhen had disappeared, she was relieved, because as long as the master went towards the holy mountain, it would be safe.
The messenger of the dead, Hu Mei, was so stubborn that he smiled coldly, and immediately recovered the sickle in his hand to take Hu Mei's life.
Just when Hu Mei was in danger, a spear suddenly appeared from behind the messenger of the dead.
Although the necromancer reacted in time, he was still a step too late. The spear pierced his robe in an instant and penetrated his body.
But the next moment, the necromancer swung his sickle and slashed at the spear's owner.
It was Xiao Wuhen who made the move.
It turned out that Xiao Wuhen did not escape, but hid himself.
Just at the moment of crisis, as soon as he thought about it, the mysterious spear would appear in front of him.
However, he still underestimated the power of the necromancer, the blow just now obviously did not hurt the necromancer's vitals.
Seeing the scythe standing up, Xiao Wuhen quickly abandoned the gun, narrowly avoiding the catastrophe.
Seeing the necromancer pull out his spear, throw it directly to his side, and looked at Xiao Wuhen with disdain.
"A mere ants, dare to attack me"
"The phalanx is in my hand, come and chase me if you can." Xiao Wuhen knew that the most important thing now was to save Hu Mei's life.
Therefore, after leaving a sentence, he quickly turned around and flew away.
The necromancer immediately floated up, and quickly chased after Xiao Wuhen. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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