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Chapter seven hundred and thirteenth escape from the city

"I'll throw it..."

The man in black robe who was recovering from the ground, after seeing Su Yan and the others dealt with the ancient corpse, he thought that he could finally recover from his injuries with peace of mind. However, he thought that these ancient corpses would be resurrected again!

And it seems that these ancient corpses are not only resurrected, but their aura is stronger than before, and their number has increased.

"This is troublesome..."

Su Yan frowned and looked at the scene in front of him with a serious stern look. It was too incredible. What kind of power was that could actually resurrect these ancient corpses again.

"Do we... want to fight them?" Sun Wukong stared at his eyes and said to Su Yan with some uncertainty.

His hands holding the golden cudgel are trembling now, and his mind is slightly throbbing.

After living for so long, he had never seen such a scene. It was as good as the means of life and death, flesh and bones.

Those who have such methods are at least old monsters in the Creation Realm, but as far as he knows, there is no such strong man in this world.

To put it bluntly, this small world is used to suppress those extremely vicious beings. The highest level is the Saint King, not even the Saint Emperor, let alone the peerless powerful people in the Creation Realm.

The scene in front of me is too strange, and I am afraid it is closely related to the city in front of me!

"Let's retreat first."

Su Yan didn't plan to get entangled with these ancient corpses anymore. If these ancient corpses could be resurrected infinitely, they could be dragged to death even if they were dragged.

These ancient corpses are war machines without any consciousness, and it is obviously not a wise choice to spend money here with them.

"Walk!"

Without saying much nonsense, Su Yan directly sacrificed the Huangta. The Huangta flew out of Su Yan's body, and the Hongmeng purple aura hung down, covering Ye Xun.

After activating the desolate tower, Su Yan took Sun Wukong and the third prince into the desolate tower.

"Brother! Don't leave me behind!"

Seeing Su Yan and the others planning to run away but were still at a loss, the man in black robes immediately panicked. Looking at the group of resurrected ancient corpses, the man in black robes couldn't help feeling a chill behind his back and could only ask for help from Su Yan.

Su Yan, who was urging the tower with all his strength, glanced at the man in the black robe, and a thought flashed through his mind. He put the man in the black robe into the tower, and then he also entered the tower.

"roar!"

The resurrected ancient corpse roared and locked his eyes on the wild tower. Corpse soldiers appeared from the ground around him, and their aura was stronger than the other.

If Su Yan could still see the situation in the city now, he would probably be shocked.

At this time, the city was covered with corpse soldiers, and the aura of the ancient corpse was even more terrifying than before. It was obvious that Su Yan and the others were touched.

However, Su Yan couldn't feel all this now. After they entered the Wutu Tower, the Wutu Tower was suspended in the spot for a while, and then it burst out with a dazzling divine light and broke through the air in a certain direction.

The ancient corpse in the city did not chase after him, but stood on the city wall. The originally rigid face and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up a little...

...

In the desolate world, a swamp shrouded in poisonous gas.

Whoosh ~

A sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a small tower with divine light burst into flight quickly, and then stopped in front of the swamp.

After the small tower stopped in a clearing in front of the swamp, a ray of purple gas hangs down, and then three figures came out of it.
Chapter completed!
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