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Chapter 1171 The third space?

Yan Chu was shocked when he heard this. Only then did he realize that they were from the same group, but it was too late to stop it.

Seeing the old man in front of him, he was about to wave his hand, he could only lift his spiritual energy, quickly retreated, and stood by the wall.

He whistled in a breath.

In a moment, a figure flashed through the door.

Leng Qianxun and the great god looked at the man who broke in from the door in front of him and smelled the strange smell in the air.

Unexpectedly, there were extra people here. Judging from their expressions, it turned out that there was still an affair between them.

Perhaps it can be said that they walked together because they had the same goal.

What kind of person are you really? What kind of friends do you make?

"Oh, I even called a helper." The great god and the little master looked at each other and teased.

"Haha, two to three, you still earned it." Yan Chu didn't feel shameless at all.

If he hadn't discovered that the insects raised here were gone last night, they would have been controlled by him at this time, and they would have to wait until now to tell them so much nonsense.

Because he has lived in the empire for many years, he is no longer used to the existence of insects on his body. Of course, except for the female Gu, he has always kept them in this tribe.

"Come on, I will abuse it." So what if the master called a helper without saying a word?

One beats one, one beats one pair.

Where do they come from? Climb back from where they are.

The great god moved, and the extras also took action at the same time, but Yan Chu stood aside and watched for the moment.

Leng Qianxun sat there quietly and was sprinting hard. At this time, her physical strength had slowly recovered by 40% with her efforts. Although she could not hurt anyone, she could at least protect herself. If she recovered again, she could do her best to abuse the man standing aside.

So, now she still looks very powerless and lazy while sitting on the ground, which makes the man self-righteously lose guard against her.

At this time, their eyes were all looking at the two people fighting in the circle. The venue here was small, so they all rely on close-up Bodou and their original skills, plus the slightly aura they used.

Perhaps it was because the great god had not exercised for many years. After a while, Leng Qianxun obviously felt that he was breathing heavily. After all, he was old and could not afford to use up his physical strength.

Even so, the extraterrestrial could not take any advantage of him, and he would not be able to tie the master.

(My master, I know who they are?) The great god accidentally touched the cold skin of the extra person just now, and smelled the smell of soil emitted from their pores close to him, and he kicked his heart without hesitation.

(explain.)

(They are people from the third space.) He has only heard of people from this type of space and has never been exposed to it for hundreds of years.

(What? The third space?) Leng Qianxun frowned. Who is that person? She had never heard of it.

(It's the living dead, with cold skin, and the strange smell on the body is the mixture of rotten corpses and soil, which will not dissipate the smell of the sun's rotten smell for many years.)

(Can the corpse become transformed?) Isn’t the living dead the corpse mutated after the person dies?

In other words, it is no different from zombies, but they are much better looking at them than zombies.

You know, the zombie's head is empty and the whole body is full of bones.
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