God Prison

He thought of the girl who had been eaten by the dead, and the pools of blood he had seen earlier. He also thought of the pieces of flesh and bones in the pool of blood, and the bone in his hand that had been devoured.    

    

"Ugh …"    

    

He could no longer control himself and directly vomited. At the same time, he was also thinking whether or not he should follow his original plan and go to that place of refuge a hundred li away.    

    

If he went to the shelter a hundred miles away, he would definitely run into a dead man who had eaten people.    

    

However, the nearest refuge must be packed full of people now. If a normal person were to meet with these terrifying dead people, they would choose the nearest refuge.    

    

I'm afraid no one would run hundreds of miles to find shelter in a place where the dead live.    

    

"There should not be any place for me in the nearest refuge!"    

    

He bitterly thought to himself, 'From the very beginning, he was wrong. If he knew that there would be such a terrifying death.'    

    

He would do anything he could to sprint to the nearest place of refuge.    

    

Due to the fact that he had wasted two hours cultivating the "Unparalleled Demon Art", and now that he had traveled for another hour, it could be said that he had less than four hours left.    

    

"We can only proceed with the original plan!"    

    

After thinking for a while, his only option was to follow the original plan. However, he was now more vigilant as he held the beast bone long blade in his hand, ready to deal with the dead bodies that were rushing out of the demon qi at any time.    

    

"Roar …"    

    

A roar came from his left, and he ran to his right in fright. From his left came a gray shadow, the one that had been chasing him all this time.    

    

He used all his firepower and ran like he didn't care for his life, finally getting rid of the dead man.    

    

"Pa …"    

    

A figure flew out in front of him and rammed into him like a cannonball. He quickly dodged to the side.    

    

The figure crashed onto the ground and rolled a few times before slowly getting up. It was actually a dead person.    

    

Niu Thirteen acted as if he was facing a great enemy. He focused all of his attention on the dead man and backed off a few steps.    

    

How could this dead man fly out in front of him? Suddenly, a young man holding a huge sword walked out from the demon qi.    

    

He was wearing black clothes, his eyebrows were sharp, and his eyes were cold. The big blade in his hand was as wide as a door. The dead man was sent flying by his big blade.    

    

Xing Xuan was about to rush to his shelter when a black shadow suddenly rushed towards him and he reflexively chopped out with his saber.    

    

The black shadow that was charging towards him was directly sent flying away by his saber. As he followed, he saw a handsome youth dressed in beast furs.    

    

What shocked him the most was that in front of the fur-clad youth, there was actually a dead person whose entire body was almost completely decayed.    

    

The dead man's leg was broken, supported by only one leg, but he seemed to have no sense of pain.    

    

He was still tenaciously jumping towards him and the fur-clad youth.    

    

"What is this?"    

    

Xing Xuan looked at the dead man in shock and asked Niu Thirteen.    

    

"Dead, the living dead, didn't you just throw him out?"    

    

When Niu Thirteen saw that the dead man had just flown out, Xingxuan followed him out as well. She guessed that the dead man must have been thrown out by him.    

    

Xing Xuan's hand trembled. It turned out that this dead man had attacked him just now. Luckily, he had sent it flying; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.    

    

"I don't know who's dead. I thought someone was attacking me. What should I do now?"    

    

Xuan was not afraid of death just now, but now he was a little scared after seeing the true face of the dead man.    

    

He did not know if he still had the courage to kill with a single slash.