Exceptional Sovereign Emperor Chapter 144: Dim world

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Lin Qian, who successfully entered the small world, looked at the scenery in front of her, and was a bit gloomy.

The dark sky seemed to have been covered with dark clouds all the time, and it was very dull. Looking at the dry land, there were dry trees in front, just like the dead.

The only difference is that compared to the dead place in the day, the dry forest in front is not at all densely fogged.

"I don't know where the black-blooded alien is at this moment in this small world." Lin Qian looked around and looked alert.

Because what he is about to face is an alien of life and death.

"Hum!" Lin Qian sneered on his face, looking at the dim world in front of him, "Life and death? It's really challenging."

Thinking, Lin Qian rushed straight ahead.

Chijin's Thunder, from time to time in Lin Qian's footsteps, as if Chanjin's Thunderbolt was chasing his footsteps.

After an hour.

Lin Qian stood on the top of a small world, looking at the four sides, and God was very emotional.

The dead area of ​​the medieval ruins can be crossed in half an hour, and the range is not large.

But now, after going straight ahead for an hour, the scenery has always been so lifeless, giving a very strong sense of depression.

"Did you say that this small world has been completely transformed into a dead place?" Lin Qian thought of this, and was shocked.

After a moment of meditation, Lin Qian raised his hands slightly, and eight round tactical mirrors emerged, suspended in his eight positions.

The eight tactical mirrors show eight azimuth views, and constantly zoom in and search for suspicious locations.

Lin Qian looked at the picture on the tactical mirror next to him. It was still dry and cracked ground, countless dead trees, and bare rocks.

The tactical mirror for observation was controlled by the Ministry of Heaven and Industry. Lin Qian sat down cross-legged and recovered his soul loss from the front line. In such a place, we must ensure that the state is at its peak.

"Your Majesty, there is a situation!" Just when Lin Qian recovered his soul, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind, it was Zhuge Ming.

Lin Qian opened his eyes and a system dialog appeared in front of him, and Zhu Geming's face appeared.

"What's the situation?" Although Lin Qian didn't say anything, the voice still passed through, resounding in the Temple of Heaven.

"A hundred feet away from the west, we found that the human race and the walking dead are fighting." Hearing Zhu Geming's return, Lin Qian set his eyes on the corresponding tactical mirror.

After he saw the above scene clearly, he rushed towards the west quickly.

The tactical mirror was taken into the Chinese empire by him. The whole person jumped into the water like a leap into the water, arms folded sideways, and swooped down the mountain.

Just when Lin Qian was approaching the ground and his head was about to hit, the whole person even suddenly turned over and worried about the ground.

Boom!

The roar hitting the ground sounded, and the already dry land collapsed in a ring shape, and the cracks continued to spread around.

Cracking...

The soul of Chijin Thunder encased Lin Qianhun's body, and his feet slammed with force, and the circular pit collapsed again.

Boom!

A red-golden thunder rushed forward from the collapsed dirt pit, and the broken mud behind him splashed straight and rushed forward.

Even if there was a dead tree standing in front of him, Lin Qian did not evade, and the whole person ran into it in such a direct way.

Boo! call out! call out!

After Lin Qian approached, the dead tree also had its own movement, and the sharp dry branches pierced towards him like a thin sword.

However, these dead branches simply have no way to penetrate the thunder soul power on him, and they directly shock.

Scattered wood splashed, blocking the dead tree in front of Lin Qian, and was instantly hit by a sparse rotten.

Lin Qian is simply irresistible at this moment, rushing forward frantically.

And while Lin Qian was running wildly, in front of him, the battle that Zhu Geming observed was still going on.

Dozens of walking corpses are screaming and chasing the three humans ahead.

Among the three, Xiuwei is the strongest man with a beard and a huge stone sword in his hand.

Every time a walking dead approaches, it will be smashed away by his sword.

In front of him, there is a pair of young teenagers, who look only 14 years old, with bruises on their bodies and bloodstains. They ran forward embarrassedly and dared not return their heads.

"Run, run forward, don't look backwards, the sooner the better." When the young girl looked back in fear, the man with a huge stone sword holding a huge beard shouted to the young girl suddenly.

The girl obediently turned her head and continued to run forward desperately. The shoe on her foot no longer knew when she lost it.

Whether it is this bearded man or this pair of teenage girls, the clothes they wear are so simple that there is no work at all. It looks like it was completely sewn from burlap to make clothes and pants.

The clothes of the three people can no longer see the original color, they are full of stains, and now they are stained with a lot of blood.

The girl ran while crying, and when the tears crossed her cheeks, there were black stains.

As for the teenager, he just clenched his teeth and led the girl to run forward desperately.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, the young girl was inattentive and tripped over the cracks in the dry land. The young man hurriedly lifted the girl back to his body and continued to run.

Only in this way, the speed is obviously much slower.

"Run, run fast!" The beard-hued man came down hard and shouted at the young girl, stopped the step backwards, stood firmly on the spot, and rushed towards the walking dead with a huge stone sword.

The man’s sudden roar, even overshadowed the walking dead.

Obviously, men’s power is so great that every time they swing a stone sword, they can smash a walking dead out.

However, the number of dozens of walking corpses is far from what he can deal with alone.

The walking corpse that seized the opportunity, swarmed up, biting his flesh.

"Ah!" The man roared, his body glowed with fiery red souls, and shook the walking dead. Despite this, his left arm had been bitten off and he was bathed in blood.

"Dad!" Suddenly, the cry of mourning came from behind him. The man looked back and found that the teenagers were still not far behind him, and there were more than a dozen corpses in the direction of their escape.

"Boy, Dad, I'm sorry you, I'm sorry you." Luo Hu's man knelt on the ground, with a desperate look on his face, this strong tower-like tough guy, in such a situation, shed unwilling tears.

"Dad!" The pair of teenage girls also came to his father's side and knelt on the ground with a sad look on his face.

They are already appointed.

Roar!

The walking dead has no sympathy. The nearest walking dead roared, opened his mouth, and rushed over.

As the three of them closed their eyes in despair and waited for death, a roar fell from the sky.

"Go!"