Chapter 0602: Life Is Worse than Death (1)

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Seeing Jiang Shaobai being dragged into the corpse by arms, Ye Qingtang's heart tightened, and he raised his hand and blasted him with a black flame.

The living dead, afraid of the power of the black flame, immediately withdrew their hands.

Ye Qingtang didn't dare to stay for a moment, so she jumped directly, and the moment she picked up Jiang Shaobai from the ground, she raised her hand and shot with several black flames, which resolved the little white tiger's predicament, and threw Jiang Shaobai onto the little white tiger's back.

"Look at them."

After Ye Qingtang saw that Jiang Shaobai landed on the back of the white tiger safe and sound, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then rushed to the side, saving Bailixi and Mu Feiruo.

"It's hot!"

"It burns me to death."

The living dead who had been burned by the black flames wailed in pain.

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the eyes that were obviously empty.

Under the curse of the cursed god, the human race trapped here will never die.

Even if their bodies are smashed to pieces, their consciousness will never dissipate.

Ye Qingtang looked at the weeping and painful faces, and couldn't help feeling strongly disgusted by all the evil things in this secret realm.

The true gods hated the betrayal of the ancient human race, so they cast a curse of immortality, and all of this turned this secret place into a purgatory on earth.

Only at this moment did Ye Qingtang realize why the strong man in the second domain who only had one head left refused to take her to the True God Cemetery.

I'm afraid he has already seen everything here...

It's definitely not a nightmare anyone wants to see again.

Ye Qingtang didn't have any time to think, the living dead all over the ground kept reaching out to drag her into the ground.

Ye Qingtang could only continuously release black flames to force them back.

The only one who survived was probably the little celestial demon. Those living dead seemed to be afraid of the little celestial demon's breath, but wherever the little celestial demon passed by, they would subconsciously shrink to the ground, not daring to move a bit.

Ye Qingtang soon noticed this, and immediately grabbed the little demon into her arms, and jumped onto the white tiger's back.

With the breath of the little heavenly demon, the living dead around did not dare to reach out their hands. They could only stare at Ye Qingtang and his party with their red eyes.

"How many people are there?" Baihu looked at the dense crowd of undead. Some of the undead's heads had already been wrung off by his companions, leaving only a thin layer of skin still stuck to the head and neck.

But even so, they still didn't die. Even if their heads were smashed into pieces by other living dead people waving their hands, and their brains flowed all over the floor, they still kept their eyes open and uttered ear-piercing wailing.

Life is worse than death.

As long as the bones of the cursed god still exist, they will never be able to get rid of this state of being unable to live and die.

"Ye... Qingtang..."

Suddenly, Ye Qingtang heard a familiar call.

She immediately looked towards the source of the sound.

Among a bunch of living dead, she unexpectedly saw a familiar face.

"War Rao?!"

Zhan Rao, who was missing before, is being buried among a pile of undead at this moment. Compared with other undead, his complexion has not completely turned gray, but it is already pale, without the slightest trace of blood.

There was a circle of red light around his eye sockets, the light in his eyes gradually faded, one of his arms was nowhere to be seen, and his expression was in a trance.

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