Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 184: Tragedy

The alchemists who surrounded Wu Mian and returned home only hesitated for a while, and seven or eight people were thrown down by these fellow students who had already begun to suffer. Seeing that they were being bitten by **** blood, the rest of the alchemists reacted. At the moment, they don't care about the feelings of the same family anymore, they all raised the instruments in their hands and began to greet these already crazy colleagues.

Even so, the alchemists didn't directly smash the heads of these fellow students, but only used magic to blow up a wave of air to blow them away, and then took the opportunity to rescue the blood-covered companions who were crushed below. However, the mad alchemists were not finished. After they landed, they immediately got up and rushed towards their fellow doormen again.

"Get out of here!" After Jingwei chopped off three or four heads in a frenzied manner with the bronze swords that the two disciples had committed suicide, he said to the other alchemists, "Keep them in the Hall of Longevity, maybe In the future, we can find a way to rescue..."

Before he finished speaking, he found that among the alchemists who were still gathered together, the eyes of several people had become straight. He was all too familiar with this expression. The first thing these mad alchemists showed was such a blank look.

At the moment, Jingwei has changed his mind, using the method of sound transmission to say to the disciple guarding outside the door: "Seal the door, no one can go out!"

When Master Erdao's voice fell, there was a voice of agreement from outside the door. Then I remembered the sound of the rotation of the formation at the gate. It seems that the gate of this hall of longevity still has some mechanism, and it will not be so easy for people to enter and exit.

"None of us will be able to get out until we kill them." After glancing at the disciples who were ignorant, Jingwei continued: "As long as one person is still attacking the erysipelas, the gate will not open. Can't delay like this, it's time to kill..."

While speaking, the bronze sword in Jingwei's hand suddenly flew up. He cut off the head of the disciple who was rushing towards him, and then, under the instruction of this great alchemist, he began to fly towards the other mad alchemists.

Though these alchemists are mad, they are also somewhat sane. Seeing that the copper sword was too sharp to deal with, he began to pounce on the other alchemists who gathered together. At this time, the mad alchemist actually had an adaptive action, and they would avoid the spells that were called by their fellow students when they were running wildly. After four or five mad alchemists dodged the spell, they had already rushed to the gathered alchemists again.

These alchemists have followed Jingwei to learn magic for hundreds of years, and their use of magic is as natural as ordinary people walking and breathing. Although people have gone mad, but after getting used to the rhythm of this madness, they have already started to use spells on other students.

The mad alchemist who rushed to the front had already used the lightning technique at the place where the same door gathered. With a loud noise of "Boom!", more than ten people were knocked down without any precautions. Only at this time did these alchemists realize how dangerous the fellow sects who came to go crazy were dangerous. At the moment, I can't take care of much anymore, and they have started to kill people who have gone mad.

Just when these people woke up and started to lay their hands on the dead, suddenly the alchemist among them began to tremble. It's just that everyone's attention is on the crazy alchemists in front of them, and no one has noticed that there are such hidden dangers around them. Just when they were concentrating on dealing with them, someone in the crowd suddenly went mad, and after knocking down the door next to them, they began to bite on them non-stop.

For a while, these alchemists, who have not yet broken out, are in chaos. The team that was still tightly together dispersed in an instant. Everyone was worried that their companions would suddenly go crazy and attack them. Compared with the crazy alchemists on the opposite side, the classmates who might change their faces at any time seemed to be more terrifying. .

Just when these scattered alchemists began to guard against their peers, those mad alchemists hugged together. They gathered together and rushed towards the scattered crowd, and the rest of the people did not go to the rescue as before. Everyone protects themselves and turns the biggest threat into a fellow student who has not gone mad like himself. The invisible enemy is always more terrifying than the visible.

At this time, Jingwei and the little old man with teeth marks were the only ones still fighting. The two of them were originally going to join forces to defeat the enemy, and there were already a dozen or 20 alchemists who died under their hands.

However, more and more alchemists suddenly went mad. After the two of them rushed to kill for a while, the number of mad alchemists did not decrease at all, and the number of alchemists who had not attacked was decreasing. At this time, Jingwei's eyes were red when he saw the stumps all over the ground, and just now he thought that these disciples could escape one by one. Now his mind has become that as long as a mad alchemist can't go out, he didn't realize that there seemed to be a few people missing in the hall.

At this time, Wu Mian, Gui Bugui, and Bai Wuqiu were already sitting on the roof beams of the Hall of Longevity. Watching the **** fellow slaughter below, the three of them couldn't do anything.

Looking at the fighting scene below, Bai Wuqiu sighed and said to Gui Bugui who was not smiling, "Old guy, even a demon can't stand this scene. Even demons can eat people. I can't eat it so ugly, looking at the blood in this place, I almost spit it out. What happened to that Ji prison, those who don't come here will die."

When Bai Wuqiu was talking, Gui Bugui glanced at the icy Wu Mian and said to the white-haired man, "Old man, let me ask you one more question, do you see something wrong?"

"Their attacks are too concentrated." Wu Mian stared at the alchemist who kept having attacks, and after snorting coldly, he continued: "It was a few days apart when taking the medicine, but we came together when the attack occurred. How do you say that sentence? It's too ugly..."

When she said the last four words, a mocking smile appeared on Wu Mian's face. Before he could return to speak, Bai Wuqiu, who was beside him, couldn't help but said again: "You don't care who is ugly and who is beautiful, there are not many normal people below. If I'm a demon, it's a joke. You and They are all human, so don’t you plan to go down and save them? If you can save one, you will be counted as one.”

"Just who? Has it gone mad, or is it about to go mad?" After Gui Bugui sighed, he looked at the bitter wine he brewed below and said, "The only one who can save now is Jingwei, But even if he is rescued, he will never die if we meet again in this life. He's right, it's really ugly..."

At this time, Jingwei's side also changed. The movement of the hands of the little old man who joined hands with him suddenly slowed down, and when the next one couldn't dodge in time, he was thrown to the ground by two crazy alchemists. At that moment, Jingwei hurriedly recalled the bronze sword and cut off the heads of the two mad disciples with one sword.

Just when Master Yidao wanted to pull the little old man up from the two headless cavities, a low voice came from below, and then the little old man pushed the two corpses away and rushed towards him. come over. At this time, the little old man's eyes were empty, and his expressions were exactly the same as those of the disciples who died in his hands.

After a low growl, the little old man had already jumped on Jingwei's body and bit down on Jingwei's throat. Under the extreme shock, Master Yidao didn't make any moves to resist. Just when Jingwei could feel the little old man's teeth touching his throat, the little old man's movements suddenly stopped. Then he saw his head fall down on his own and fall to the ground. The blood spurting out of the cavity that lost his head splashed all over the face of Master Yidao.

At this time, I saw a white-haired Wu Mian standing beside him. He used the spider silk chain to save him just now. However, the current Jingwei did not receive this life-saving grace at all, and after shouting loudly, he was going to pour his anger on the white-haired man.

Just as he was about to start, the gate of the Hall of Longevity opened, and Guangzhi rushed in with Ji Lao and Mo Li...