Chapter 595: Can’t Die in Vain

"We need to plan a route."

Based on the reference target on the map, Su Mu first determined his position.

The Black Ink Clan and the Feng Clan are also considered to be big clans, and they are also located in the richer areas of the Five Continents.

However, on the map, this continent has to be moved to the side.

"This Nangong family can do it!"

Su Mu's eyes were fixed on the family marked in the center of the map.

The Nangong family occupies a single continent, and its strength is self-evident.

"I think I killed a guy named Nangong in Huadu before."

"Put this big cake first!"

Su Mu didn't act in a hurry.

Of all the families in this face-to-face world, I will not let anyone go.

Only by planning your route properly can you save the most time.

"First, finish all the two continents here."

"Then we will go north to the Dark Sea and we will pass through the middle of it!"

Sumu moved his eyes to the west side of the map and counted.

There are five families in this area, and their locations are relatively scattered.

Two families are almost at the edge of the map.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Coupled with the irresolvable hatred between him and the resuscitator, Su Mu spread his wings of flame and planned to circle around the bottom of the map.

In this round, I happened to catch them all in one go!

"If we say we can penetrate the plane, we won't let anyone go!"

While flying at high speed, Su Mu whispered softly.

Just like playing a dungeon, many people are reluctant to clean up some small monsters with no corners.

Because it's such a waste of time.

But in this "copy of planes", what I don't lack most is time.

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WindClan territory.

"this!"

When the ninth elder of the Nangong family arrived here, his expression changed drastically.

The originally majestic three volleying peaks disappeared, and the beautiful mountains and rivers were destroyed.

Looking around, there are only ruins one after another.

"Has even the Wind Clan been destroyed?"

"Isn't that guy's speed too fast?"

A chill ran down the Ninth Elder's spine.

He looked around subconsciously, not daring to approach the Wind Clan's territory.

If the living person is still around here, his fate can be imagined.

The ninth elder hid anxiously.

After a long time, after confirming that there was really no one nearby, he entered the territory of the Wind Clan.

"No one survived!"

"This is a demon lord!"

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This world.

In a prosperous city.

Night has fallen, and the moon in the sky is particularly bright.

"Hide well, little mice!"

A man stands on the top of a hundred-meter-high building, overlooking the entire city.

Without the bright lights, the bustling city seems to have lost its charm.

The man's two eyes were like eagle eyes, constantly searching in the darkness.

"Found you!"

After a while, the corners of the man's mouth rose, and a pair of wings suddenly spread out from his back.

Different from Sumu's flame wings, this wing has feathers on it, like the wings of some kind of bird creature.

The man jumped and flew towards a building not far away.

The biting cold wind howled back and forth between the buildings.

"Bang!"

There was a sound of broken glass.

In an office more than ten floors high, several people looked at the figure coming in through the broken window and took on a challenge stance.

"Resuscitator?"

The strong man standing at the front holds a big sword.

"Only three little mice?"

The resuscitator smiled slightly, folded the feather wings on his back, and spoke in a playful tone.

"You go ahead and play the game first. Don't come out. I'll stop him!"

The strong man held the sword tightly, his eyes fixed on the resuscitator.

Behind him stood a man and a woman, the expressions on their faces becoming more and more anxious.

"Brother Wang, how can we leave you!"

"That's right, if we want to die together, this guy is alone. If we fight hard, we still have a chance!"

The two showed fear, but did not flinch.

When the resuscitator saw this, the smile on his face grew stronger.

"I can give you a chance. Only one of the three of you can survive!"

He spoke slowly, without any regard for the three of them in his words.

"Stop pretending, you resuscitators are nothing in front of God Sufa!" the woman among the three shouted.

These words caused the resuscitator's expression to change suddenly.

"snort!"

An angry snort sounded.

"The Sufa God you are talking about can't even protect himself now!"

"Even if he is still alive, sooner or later I will trample him under my feet."

"Haha!" The resuscitator's words made the three of them laugh uncontrollably.

In such a situation, they couldn't laugh at first, but the joke told by the other party was really funny.

"Go to hell!"

Hearing such laughter, the resuscitator flew into a rage.

"Xiao Qin, enter the game, tell Team Dragon about the situation here, and ask God Su Fa to avenge us!"

The strong man let out a loud roar and advanced instead of retreating.

"Brother Wang, let me help you!"

The other man didn't just live in peace and followed closely behind.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Xiaoqin started sobbing.

She looked at the two people fighting desperately with the resuscitators, and the look on her face gradually became firm.

Stretching out his hand, a crystal gradually took shape.

"Don't even think about it!"

The Resuscitator saw this, and a strong killing intent surged in his eyes.

The next second, several sharp blades flew towards Xiaoqin.

But just when the attack was about to hit, a person blocked Xiaoqin.

It was that man.

Some kind of defensive barrier appeared on his body.

However, the attack of the Resuscitator was too powerful. While blocking the attack, his internal organs were also severely impacted.

"Ugh!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Xiaoqin looked at the smiling face, and the crystal in her hand had also taken shape.

Before entering the game, she heard the last words of her companion.

"Don't let us die in vain!"