C96
C96
Otherwise, if the seven opponents were to make a move against him, he would truly be doomed.
"Who are you people?"
From the palace, there were eight people, five to six women.
Standing in front was a tall and thin horse-faced young man.
His aura was also the strongest amongst them.
The others, too, seemed to be under his lead. Presumably, he was the leader of this refuge.
The horse-faced young man narrowed his eyes and glanced at Niu Thirteen and the others. Xue Zhuang also held his spear and stood beside the horse-faced young man.
The two groups of men clashed against each other in an instant. The atmosphere at the scene became solemn as a fight was about to break out.
"Don't misunderstand, we are survivors who escaped from another refuge. Our refuge has been destroyed by the dead!"
Niu Thirteen did not want to risk his life and fight with the horse-faced young man in front of him. Dawn had arrived, and the army of the dead was about to arrive.
At this moment, an explosion sounded out in the sky. A cold voice sounded out, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
"Congratulations, you have lived up to the third day. Your task now is to leave the refuge and reach the island in the sea thousands of miles away!"
With that, the indifferent voice disappeared, leaving behind a group of survivors with unsightly complexions.
"Isn't this suicide? There are so many dead people outside, we can't even leave the refuge. How can we escape to a lonely island in the sea thousands of miles away?"
Behind the horse-faced young man was a slightly plump young man. He could not help but complain and curse at the cold voice just now. This was simply courting death.
"Well, perhaps we should travel together now. The more people there are, the greater the chance of reaching the island alive!"
Wu Feng said to the horse-faced young man opposite him.
In his heart, Wang Teng also wanted to work with Wu Feng. Wu Feng was one step ahead of him, so he suggested that this should suit his intentions.
"Hmm, alright, but I hope you guys don't play any tricks or else we won't have a good time!"
"No problem!"
After they reached an agreement, there were 13, the 7, Wang Teng, and the rest of the 9, a total of 16 people.
Not only that, every single one of them had already broken through to the middle level of the 1st level of the Art of Immortality. This was already a surge of power that wasn't weak at all.
"Roar …"
As soon as they reached an agreement, the dead appeared outside the barrier. As usual, the dead fiercely pounced on the barrier.
Waving their arms and legs, they frantically grabbed onto the barrier. There was a sense of not giving up until the barrier was broken.
There were more and more dead men gathered outside the barrier.
Since everyone was training in this shelter, the barrier was still strong enough.
Niu Thirteen and the others' hiding spot was because all of them had absorbed the black bead, increasing the consumption of the barrier's energy. In the end, the barrier disappeared.
Therefore, they had no choice but to flee to their closest refuge and confront the attacks of the dead.
Everyone was extremely nervous. Under the attacks of the dead, the barrier's power was being rapidly consumed.
"The barrier won't last much longer. Maybe it will break in the afternoon, or at most, in the afternoon. We need to prepare to break through the encirclement of the dead army and go to that island!"
Looking at the dead bodies outside the barrier, Wang Teng was filled with despair. So many of them had died.
They still had to travel a thousand miles to reach that island. This was simply suicide.
However, the barrier wouldn't hold up for long. In the end, they still had to face the dead.