Chapter 1887 (2/2)

After a short rest, Shen Yanxiao set out again to absorb the benefits of the netherworld core. She had a deep understanding of it. It's a pity that most of the objects she killed before were low-level undead creatures. The dead Qi in those low-level netherworld cores was too little, and her growth was also very slow. Until two days ago, she began to change her goal to medium-level undead creatures, the growth speed had improved.

This half month's constant exploration has made Shen Yanxiao very familiar with the forest of death. According to her previous marks, she is running towards the gathering place of medium-sized undead creatures.

Suddenly, a flustered cry came into Shen Yanxiao's ear.

Shen Yanxiao stopped at once and flew to the big tree beside to hide.

The sound was clearly the cry of the dead.

Shen Yanxiao has been squatting in the forest of death for half a month, but he can't see a dead soul. How can a dead soul come here today?

Shen Yanxiao squinted, looking for a voice to fly on the branch.

Soon she found the source of the voice.

In the southeast of the death forest, several young purebred undead are galloping and Howling all the way. Behind them, a large higher undead is roaring angrily, chasing the purebred undead running everywhere, and the huge body will directly break the trees in front of it.

Shen Yanxiao is silly. Which one is it?

A group of underage purebred undead have provoked the most ferocious undead in this forest. Are they impatient?