Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

"No, nothing?"

Muyang was originally a little afraid of Yin Ze, but now that he was staring at her like this, her heartbeat accelerated a lot.

Worried that the child would become a target of the enemy again, Yin Ze hugged him with one hand, while using the other hand to deal with the approaching zombies, punching them one by one, dealing with them very cleanly.

The zombie's head, which was a bit difficult to deal with just now, was easily crushed by Yin Ze like a piece of tofu!

The situation was the same with Mu Jing and You Ling. Their iron-hard defense seemed to disappear in an instant, leaving only a moving body.

The remaining ones automatically turned into dust and fell to the ground without them even needing to do anything.

Mu Jing still held the ice sword in his hand, frowned slightly, looked at the piles of ashes on the ground, and asked the contracted beasts in the sea of ​​consciousness: "What's the situation now?"

The caster of the spell has not been found yet, and the white thread is still wrapped around it. So how could these affected things lose the support of the thread, or even be turned into this by the force that the body cannot bear?

"Master, maybe Bi Kong found the spell caster?"

They can't sense where Bi Kong is, but it seems that the only one who can explain this situation is Bi Kong who was sent out to find the spell caster? It must have been something that stupid cat did, right?

Hearing Bingmo's uncertain tone, Mu Jing held the hilt of his sword and said, "If the caster of the spell is found, the ball of thread on his head should also disappear."

She raised her head and glanced at the slightly larger ball of thread, and said, "Is there something in this?"

I don't know if she saw it wrong just now, but a face seemed to appear just now, but it passed quickly and she couldn't see it clearly.

"If the opponent has good abilities, this kind of thing will indeed give birth to new life forms. As for what it is, it depends on the preference of the spell caster. Most people like to be a beast with strong attack power to deal with the enemy. .”

Mu Jing thought for a while, threw the ice sword up, and inserted it directly into the thread somewhere, causing a little damage, but the ice sword did break instantly, leaving only a little trace of ice flowers in the air.

This move obviously gave the thread a temper. Its body began to make a sharp cry like a baby's cry. The wound poked by the ice sword also began to be stained with dots of bright red. Then, drops of blood began to appear. It flowed out from the wound, first forming a thin red line and printing a circle of red traces on the ground, slowly expanding...

The blood flow that was originally just a thin line suddenly became larger, and the bright red turned into a foul-smelling crimson, sloping down like a water column, and soon dyed a large area of ​​the ground red!

Mu Jing, who had already avoided some distance when the ball of thread started to bleed, took the others back after seeing this. When he looked up at the wound on the ball of thread that had expanded to half and was slightly cracked, he thought in his head Suddenly several scenes flashed by, and the familiar yet unfamiliar feeling hit me again!

When she had a splitting headache because of the sudden flash of memory, she did not forget to hold Yin Ze's hand, frowned, and said with a pale face: "Get out first."

It would have been fine if there were only a few scenes, and she could endure the discomfort, but as the smell of blood lingered on the tip of her nose became stronger, the scenes in her mind gradually connected together, like a video that was several minutes long. It was playing, leaving her no time to think about anything else.