Chapter 1758

This battle must reverse the decline and cannot fail again.

Just as the Undead Race thought of a foolproof plan, the human side couldn't hold back either.

As the wigs arrived one after another, the fighting spirit in everyone's hearts kept climbing.

Therefore, on this day, the humans launched an attack again.

The two sides fought fiercely again, and Ye Changqing also set up large tents and prepared food.

For such a battle, whether it was the Undead Race or the humans, both sides were already very familiar with it.

Only this time, the performance of the Undead Race was a bit strange.

Like Facing Qi Xiong and Until Hong Zun, they were fighting fiercely with the experts of the Undead Race, why are these guys constantly pulling their hair?

Every time they had a chance, they would pull a handful, making Facing Qi Xiong, Until Hong Zun, and others confused.

Are you so interested in wigs?

In order to avoid accidents during the battle, Facing Qi Xiong, Until Hong Zun, and others specifically made some preparations, which was not to let the wigs fall off.

But now, why are these Undead Race members staring at their wigs?

And what the hell is the look of extreme excitement after succeeding?

For a time, the human side was a bit stunned. Is the Undead Race also starting to be abnormal? Grabbing hair first when hitting people?

"Don't pull it anymore, it's about to be bald."

Xu Jie had many wigs pulled off by the personal disciple of the Kugu Holy Land opposite him, and couldn't help but curse angrily.

It's completely sick; if you want to fight, fight properly. Why do you keep holding my hair and pulling it? And it's a wig.

Xu Jie was strange; you are so interested in a wig, could it be that you must expose my bald head to be satisfied?

The Undead Race naturally didn't know that all the humans were wearing wigs.

There was no way, the side effects of Sun Ming's elixir were simply outrageous; even the Great Emperor level people, once they ate it, couldn't resist it at all.

At most, it was just a difference in how much fell off.

But this hair falling off halfway looks even uglier than falling off completely, so even Facing Qi Xiong, Until Hong Zun, and even Yun Xiantai and Shi Qingfeng started wearing wigs.

The Undead Race knew nothing about this, and everything went very smoothly.

The humans had no guard against this at all.

Also, who the hell has a problem and keeps guarding against that wig during a life-and-death battle?

Successfully succeeding, carefully putting away the wig, many Undead Race experts sneered in their hearts.

"Success."

"Really stupid, these humans probably don't know our plan yet."

"Let's curse them to death in a while."

"Retreat."

Just at this time, the Undead Great Emperor of the Undead Race issued an order to retreat.

They didn't intend to fight the humans to the death in this battle anyway. Now that they had successfully obtained a lot of hair, it was naturally time to retreat.

With this order to retreat, the Undead Race soon retreated, without any intention of lingering in the battle.

"Retreated just like that?"

"What the hell, I haven't eaten yet, how did it end?"

"Was there a quarter of an hour?"

The human side was completely stunned. What the hell are you doing? Just met, and you were defeated directly? Are you acting here?

The most angry were the many people who didn't have time to eat.

Everyone took turns to eat, so there were naturally first and last, but a meeting and defeat, this made many people have no time to eat at all.

"What do these dog things want to do?"

It was just that no matter how angry the humans were, or even pursued, the Undead Race was determined to leave and didn't give a chance to entangle.

Joke, they had already grasped the lifeline of these humans, and only needed to go back and let the Curse Valley cast a spell to curse them to death.

Why fight to the death with a group of human reckless men here?

So the Undead Race ran really fast.

Looking at the Undead Race leaving depressed, everyone was speechless.

"What should we do now? I haven't eaten yet?"

"A group of trash, how long did they fight, and they were defeated?"

"Forget it, let's go to the large tent first, maybe we can still drink a mouthful of soup."

"That's right, that's right."

Near the large tent, many human cultivators had gathered, and Ye Changqing was also confused at this time.

"Defeated?"

Ye Changqing was also puzzled. Defeated just like that? Finished in the time it took to cook noodles?

For a time, Ye Changqing always felt that this extermination war was a bit like a child's play?

Didn't they say how cruel it was? Have you ever seen an extermination war, a battle on the scale of millions of people, that can decide the winner in less than a quarter of an hour?

But in fact, the Undead Race did indeed retreat, and without any hesitation.

"Brother Changqing, the Undead Race is defeated, the food cannot be wasted, why don't we eat it."

"That's right."

"Little Friend Changqing, I am injured, let's have a bowl of soup first."

"I am also injured, this Undead Race is really fierce."

Everyone spoke one after another. Hearing this, Ye Changqing was also helpless, but looked at the many ingredients that had been taken out and prepared, just waiting to be put into the pot.

Thinking about it, Ye Changqing finally nodded.

It's already like this, just consider it a benefit for everyone; anyway, it's all prepared to be eaten, and now that the Undead Race has retreated, it doesn't matter.