Charmander looked like a madman, swearing out one word after another from his dog mouth.
Ding!
Like a chain reaction, Green Corpse Cold was also triggered.
"Mom... uh..."
The little fire dragon collapsed immediately like an angry goose with its neck strangled, and fell limply to the ground, raising its head in horror.
"You...you...what is this..."
In his eyes, Chen Zhong had become a demon god, constantly exerting demonic power on him.
But what happened next surprised Chen Zhong a little.
Charmander actually supported himself on the ground with his hands and stood up with a look of resentment in his eyes. Although his combat power dropped directly to negative, he still staggered and hit Chen Zhong.
"You're obsessed with the grief of the past, unable to extricate yourself," Chen Zhong narrowed his eyes. "Since you can't extricate yourself, there's no need to extricate yourself!"
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of talismans flew out of the ring, dancing like kites.
"With death, grief will naturally cease."
What Chen Zhong said left Charmander speechless and unable to refute. It felt so reasonable!
"Kill me, please!"
Rumble!
The talismans swarmed and fell on Charmander.
Flesh and blood shattered, and bones flew everywhere.
A person disappeared from the world right in front of Chen Zhong.
The ice flowers dissipated, the spiritual formation was slowly removed, the ice and snow melted, washing the entire cave, making it spotless white, without any abnormality.
After putting on the mask, Chen Zhong checked the room inside and out several times, and finally quietly climbed to the ground. After confirming that no one was watching him, he found a direction to leave.
There is no distinction between day and night on the ancient battlefield. It is still covered with dark clouds and is desolate.
After finding a place to rest at the foot of a mountain, Chen Zhong took out another tracker.
There were seven or eight more of these things on his clothes, probably stuck on them during the morning assembly.
He threw the tracker on the ground and began to set up the spirit formation.
A few hours later, looking at the endless hills, Chen Zhong raised his lip and said, "This tactic is called... waiting for the rabbit by the tree."
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