C84 (1/2)

”What are you doing? We're all down there, how can you use such powerful attacks!”

Soft Snow, who had come out from the rubble, cried out towards Ling Yunfan, who was standing in the air and looking at her coldly.

At the same time, Li Xue'er, who was wounded beside him, drilled her way out.

”It's already pretty good that I didn't kill you. Do you think you and that woman can still talk to me if I just released the attack without caring about anything else? I'm not bickering with you guys, I'm going to look for someone else.

Hearing this, Ling Yunfan also helplessly left behind a few words, before flying to the side of his right hand.

”How can there be logic in this, stop right there!”

Seeing that, Rou Xue immediately had a stomach full of anger, and directly pulled Li Xue'er who was by her side and chased after Ling Yunfan.

Just like that, two ladies with chills all over their body chased Ling Yunfan and flattened the entire city before finally arriving at Liu Yun's inn.

”Yun Fan, you're right. This city has long since become a dead city. We should have listened to you.”

Seeing Ling Yun Fan bringing Rou Xue and the rest out from the nearby zombies, the three elders also brought the disciples beside them to exchange blows with him. The Great Elder of the Nebula Sect also spoke somewhat shamefully.

At this moment, the Great Elder and the few others from the Nebula Pavilion were in such a state. Just by looking at the injured disciples beside them, one could tell that there weren't as many people as there were when they first came to the Violet Gold City. Before, there were thirty or so people, but now, there were only twenty or so people left.

”Although we are very sorry about the dead disciples, our mission this time is to suppress the small strongholds of the Devil Corpse Sect in the swamp, so we cannot lose any more people here. Now, follow the elders and escape from the Golden-purple City!”

Soon after, Daoist Yan Wu also walked over and said.

”Now!”

Following the orders of Daoist Yan Wu, the Great Elder of the Nebula Pavilion, as the most powerful existence in the group, immediately led the group to clear a safe path through the surrounding zombies.

Hong Xun and Daoist Yan Wu were at the back to prevent any zombies from ambushing them.

”Ao, ao, ao …” ”Ao, ao, ao …”

At this time, everyone including Ling Yunfan was in the center of the Golden-purple City, and those zombies seemed to have intelligence, as they crazily rushed towards the city's head, as if they wanted to block the exit.

Very quickly, they were trapped by a city of zombies.

”Master, quickly call for the White Eagle Peng to let everyone leave this place. Otherwise, once the battle breaks out, even more people might be sacrificed.” Seeing that there was no path in front or behind him, and the disciples around him all revealed difficult expressions, Ling Yunfan suddenly thought of something, and directly spoke to the three elders.

”Good idea!”

After obtaining Lingyun Fan's body size, the Grand Elder of the Nebula Pavilion smacked his head in realization. Then, together with Daoist Yan Wu, he whistled to the White Eagle Peng resting in the air.