Chapter 1299 2.735 Retreat!

"Ugly!" Qiao Mu shot the corpse puppet an arrow from close range.

The Wujin arrow penetrated the corpse puppet's head, but did not damage its crystal core, so it still pounced and grabbed Duan Yue's face.

Looking for death! Duan Yue decisively took out a small and exquisite fire gun and fired it at the corpse puppet's head.

"Bang!" The corpse puppet's head immediately caught fire. After burning to ashes, a green crystal core slightly larger than a grain of rice fell.

Qiao Mu picked it up with tweezers and threw it into the bag. He turned to Qin Da who was hiding by the corridor and shouted, "Open the way!"

Everyone:...

Mr. Qin shook his head helplessly, shook the fan in his hand and sighed, "Why should I do this for a little thing like you?"

As soon as the figure flashed, General Qin tore open another transparent "wall" covering the entrance of the corridor, and a shocking roar, mixed with several screams, instantly poured into everyone's eardrums.

Qin Da was stunned, and after a moment's hesitation, he got out of the corridor entrance.

Then he stretched out his hand and Qin Da blocked Zang Yue and others behind him with an ugly look on his face.

"I'm telling you, it might still be too late to go back the way you came." Mr. Qin murmured softly.

Qiao Mu pushed his body in front of her away with one hand, got out of the corridor and took a look, and was slightly startled.

Duan Yue, Mo Lian, Situ Yi, Liang Qingqing and others also walked out one after another. When everyone saw the scene in front of them clearly, they all took a breath of air.

In front of you is a small square with a torch-shaped round platform in the center housing a statue of the city lord.

But at this moment, it was crowded with countless people, estimated to be in the thousands.

They were twisted together like twists, with the feet of the person above stepping on the head of the person below. Everyone found a place to hold on tightly and tried to climb up.

But now even the top of the sculpture has a pot-bellied old man hanging halfway, swaying in the air with a pale face.

When he saw the crowd below still climbing up, the old man couldn't help but scream, "Don't push up, don't go up... ah!"

He was pushed by the crowd below and fell from the top of the sculpture.

On the round platform stood a circle of mystical masters and physical trainers who were about to run out of mysterious power. They were so busy taking care of themselves that they had no strength to reach out and catch the fallen old man.

Everyone watched helplessly as he fell off the base of the statue, and was grabbed and torn into pieces by a group of corpse puppets who raised their hands and roared. In just a few seconds, he turned into a mess of blood and flesh.

"Oh my God." Liang Qingqing was used to big scenes, and she couldn't help but her teeth trembled slightly at this moment.

At a glance, there are densely packed corpses, tens of thousands of them.

Mo Lian was also a little frightened, but she was not as panicked as others showed.

When Beilan City was besieged by tens of thousands of corpse puppets before, at least they still had an unstoppable city wall and tens of thousands of citizens as backup.

But now, their team only has about a hundred people.

It is definitely unwise to fight hard. It seems that the only option at this time is to retreat first.

"Back off!" Mo Lian shouted softly.

Everyone immediately turned around and ran towards the corridor.

But at this time, the desperate people on the round platform had discovered them and immediately shouted, "Save us! Don't leave! Don't leave!"

Qiao Mu glanced back and saw two body builders holding heavy swords. They rolled down from the round platform due to lack of physical strength.