Age of Gods: I'm on the Account of the Ancient Gods

Are these really teenage students?

The rest were also stunned.

This is a student?

What a big brother!

We have lived to dogs for decades!

A student in his teens beat up a low-level undead three times, but we were afraid to go forward.

It's a shame to throw it at Grandma Li's house.

The two ten-star low-level undead who approached secretly were also shocked when they saw this scene.

The red-haired corpse frowned deeply.

"This kid is too strong. If she is delayed like this, the seal we put on her will disappear."

Horror Gu sneered, "Don't worry, he will exhaust his physical strength in less than 10 minutes after such a high-intensity fight."

"At that time, if we make another move, we will definitely be able to capture and kill him."

The fear bone is full of confidence.

He has killed many lower gods of human beings.

There are vague estimates of the total physical strength and divine power of human lower gods.

Although it is impossible to be too precise, at least it can be judged whether this lower god is about to exhaust his physical strength and divine power.

Seeing that his companion was so confident, the red-haired corpse couldn't say much, so he nodded and continued to wait patiently.

They dare not make a move yet.

Ye Qinghui is their nemesis.

Any undead will feel fear from the bottom of their hearts when they see Ye Qinghui.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, they will not act personally, and will only let the undead who are weaker than them try.

However, 10 minute passed.

Zhang Jing is still in good spirits and full of energy.

The strength of both arms has not weakened in the slightest.

Three violent smashes will definitely take away a low-level undead.

Now, there are only five of the lower undead besieging Zhang Jing.

The other five heads had already been blasted by his unstoppable force.

Horror bone, "What did you just say? You will run out of physical and mental strength in 10 minutes?"

The red-haired corpse, "..."

"Normal people experience such a high-intensity battle, and indeed lose their strength in 10 minutes."

"Then there is only one truth, he is not normal."

Chapter 118 What kind of love is wolf in love with sheep?

Terror bone scratched his smooth forehead, "Then what to say next."

"We can only do it ourselves, if we don't do it, the power to suppress Ye Qinghui will be completely eliminated," the red-haired corpse said helplessly, "At that time, no matter how many of us there are, it won't be enough for her to kill alone."

Horror bone said irritably, "It was originally a perfect plan, but who knew that an abnormal person would appear by Ye Qing's side."

"Let's get started, for the death domain!" The red-haired corpse roared.

The two undead rushed out like ghosts.

The corner of Zhang Jing's mouth turned cold.

After the two undead came in from the valley, the slime monster followed them all the time, sending Zhang Jing mental images all the time.

And every few minutes the ooze turns into another race, one moment a green leaf elf, the next a white-faced owl, and then a stinger wasp again.

These two low-level undead were completely unaware, and their every move had been under Zhang Jing's monitoring.

Zhang Jing said in a low voice, "Two low-ranking undead with nine stars attacked from behind us."

Ye Qing felt the strength of his whole body, "The suppression power has weakened a lot, I almost have the strength of a three-star low god now, but it will take 10 minutes to fully recover."

Wu Kui gritted his teeth, "I can help block one end, but I can't block it for too long."

Zhang Jing said solemnly, "I'll fix one later, let's attack with all our strength, and focus on killing a nine-star low-level undead in seconds."

Wu Kui was taken aback.

Do you still have this means?

"Okay! I believe you!"

Zhang Jingjing nodded and smashed the halberd in his hand.

Sudden increase in strength!

In an instant, two lower undead were killed.

Now, the ten low-ranking undead who attacked Zhang Jing and the others head-on, have now been reduced to three.

The minions summoned by the tiger soul halberd are enough to deal with these three low-level undead.

"die!"

At this time, there were bursts of piercing sounds suddenly behind Zhang Jing and the others.

The claws of the fear bone seemed to tear open the space, pointing directly at Zhang Jing's back heart.

The red-haired corpse shot out with red hair all over its body, attacking Zhang Jing's throat!

At this moment, Zhang Jing felt an extremely powerful threat.

The rest were all extremely shocked.

"What kind of undead is that? Why do I feel chills just by looking at it a few times?"

"At least it is a low-level undead above seven stars. Looking at this fierce attack, I am afraid that the star level will be even higher."

"It's over, there are such powerful undead in this valley, let's run quickly."

Many people have the idea of ​​​​retiring in their hearts.

They are here to make money.

But it's not worth putting your life in for the sake of making money.

Shu You pulled Li Nan, and said in a low voice, "Let's go too, the three of them can't stop the two undead! After killing them, the target of the two undead is us!"

Li Nan sighed, turned and ran away.

She also wants to save, but the biggest possibility is that she won't be able to save anyone, and instead will put herself in it.

In less than a minute, the explorers ran clean.

"Kill the weak one first!"

Zhang Jing pointed to the red-haired corpse and opened the Huangdi Zhijing.

The red-haired corpse was furious.

I was actually underestimated!

The bamboo slips were opened, and a gentle female voice sounded slowly.

"Please listen to the question, what kind of love does a wolf fall in love with a sheep?"

The red-haired corpse was covered in red hair, and immediately froze in place.

His attack also stopped.

Frightened bone froze.

What the hell are you doing?

How to stop in a good way?

"Don't stop! Once Ye Qing recovers, we are no match for him!" Horrors growled in the language of the dead.

The red-haired corpse roared, "Wolf is in love with sheep, what kind of love is it? Tell me, what kind of love is it! I don't know the answer, I feel bad!"

"Is it the love of natural enemies? Is it the love of wolves and sheep? I can't think of it! Whoa whoa!"

The red-haired corpse burst into tears.

Horror bone, "..."

He immediately realized that the bamboo slip that the boy had opened just now was probably a divine weapon.

And it is quite a powerful artifact!

If this question is not answered, the red-haired corpse will be restricted from moving.

"In this case, killing you will solve this problem!"

Roaring with terror, his claws tore at Zhang Jing's chest at a faster and more ruthless speed.

And Wu Kui and Ye Qinghui, at this moment, have already accumulated the strongest magical powers, blasting towards the red-haired corpse.

"Divinity! Lava fire rain!"

Wu Kui stretched out his hand, and magically transformed a rain of lava fire with a radius of ten meters, which fell from the sky and hit the red-haired corpse.

"Magic!"

Ye Qing flicked his ten fingers back and forth, the blue light condensed and turned into a giant snake.

Swallow the sky, gobble it up!

Zhang Jing took a deep breath, and instead of retreating, he advanced, undefended, and attacked the red-haired corpse.

when--

Terrorbone's claws hit his chest directly.