The sound of thunder thunder erupted, the earth shook, and the black clouds suddenly popped up, covering the sky and the sun.

A huge black vortex appeared in the air, and all the skeleton cavalry were absorbed by the black vortex. There were waves of terrifying laughter in the sky, which was creepy. The mounts of the coalition forces of the various countries seemed to be greatly frightened. Many elite cavalrymen were lifted down by the horses they had been running into for several years.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha..." The laughter in the vortex became more and more rampant. Ye Junlin felt that an extremely terrifying force was gradually forming.

The skeleton cavalry in front of us were getting fewer and fewer, and their power was concentrated in the vortex in the sky.

The city is covered by black clouds, and lifeless.

A huge evil spirit wrapped around a figure and fell from the sky.

Smoke and dust spread everywhere, and most of the heroes in the Qingxiao Spirit Realm were all creepy. This was an invisible power that made people get goose bumps from the back to the soles of their feet.

“So strong!”

Ye Junlin thought secretly.

"I have been sealed for ten thousand years, and I have finally seen the light of day again!"

At the end of the war, a middle-aged man's figure appeared. The middle-aged man was wearing black clothes, with a pale skull on his chest, and a black lotus vaguely appeared between his eyebrows.

He let out a breath of black gas, and all the skeleton cavalry on the ground were swallowed by him.

The middle-aged man's aura surged, and his chest energy was already at the peak of the "Xuanzun Level", as if he would "get rid of his lord and become a saint" at any time.

The coalition forces of all countries were shocked!

"Click!"

But at this moment, a thunder fell in the sky, hitting the head of the middle-aged man in black.

The thunder is golden in color, which is the "Supreme Heavenly Thunder" on the Jiuxiao Continent. If anyone violates the "Ninexiao Rules", the heaven will drop the "Heavenly Punishment". As long as you are hit, both body and spirit will often be destroyed.

The middle-aged man was hit by the "Heavenly Punishment Thunder", and a wisp of black smoke emerged from his head. The middle-aged man's aura suddenly declined, and he almost dropped to the level of "middle-level Xuanzun".

"I'm not dead!"

Among the crowd, a young general shouted.

The middle-aged man in black raised his eyes and a hint of anger appeared on his face.

A terrifying sneer burst out from the corner of his mouth, and the middle-aged man gently poked his right hand out.

A powerful adsorption force was released from the middle-aged man's hands, and the young general who was screaming just now was instantly absorbed.

A white bone spike popped out from the palm of his hand, directly piercing through the young general's throat.

The young general's neck tilted, his vitality was cut off.

The middle-aged man in black opened his mouth and stretched out a tongue several meters long, and his eyes turned blue like a ghost.

The middle-aged man's tongue licked the blood of the young general, as if he was tasting the fine wine buried for a hundred years, intoxicated in the distance.

"It's been a long time since I tasted fresh blood. It's so delicious." Several barbs suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man's tongue, and the barbs were inserted into the young general's body, instantly sucking the young general's blood.

The originally living person instantly turned into a mummy.

Millions of troops were shocked!

"What's the sucking dry?" The middle-aged man licked his lips, still feeling unsatisfied.

His eyes were floating, and his eyes scanned between the coalition forces of various countries, and his greedy eyes seemed to be selecting prey.

The coalition forces of all countries retreated together.

"I'm afraid of a ball, so I'll get it!"

A middle-aged general, holding a bronze machete, pointed at the middle-aged man in black and shouted loudly! Behind the middle-aged general, the five hundred soldiers who had already been scared, were shocked.

The middle-aged general came from the northwest, an ancient country called "Loulan". The northwest was strong and the population was small, but everyone was warlike. The Loulan Kingdom, which lived between the two powerful countries of Qin and Jin, had never been afraid to fight abroad. Regarding this, the seventeen countries in the Spring and Autumn Period admired them.

Under the leadership of the middle-aged general, five hundred soldiers slapped their war horses and rushed towards the middle-aged man in black.

The shouts are fighting against the sky, the spear is like a forest, the horse is made of Lu, and the bow is like a thunderbolt.

Yang Youji's face turned pale. As a survivor of that year, he knew more than anyone about the terror of this "demon general".

He lowered his head and said a few words to the personal soldiers beside him. The personal soldiers showed surprise on their faces, and then took the order to ride their horses and ran away.

Two white bone spurs several meters long grew in the palms of the middle-aged man in black.

Facing the aggressive Iron Cavalry of Loulan, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was like a peerless master at the peak of martial arts, facing a group of little dolls under the age of one year, and he never took it to heart.

"It's just right here, and I want to drink some 'wonderful taste'."

The middle-aged man in black took a step forward, and the black dark light rose up on him.

"Blood Demon**!"

The two bone spurs stretched out again, about dozens of meters, and several barbs grew on each bone spur. The middle-aged man in black waved his arms, and the two bone spurs were like two long whips, dancing like the wind on all sides.

No matter whether the person or horse is hit by bone spurs and barbs, the blood will be drained in an instant and turned into a mummy.

Five hundred and one cavalry, five hundred and one war horse. After only a dozen breaths, they turned into one thousand and two mummies.

The troops were in an uproar.

"Your Highness, 'King of Wei', you and the princess go first, we will block here first." Ning Kunlun whispered a few soft words in Ye Junlin's ear, holding the halberd in his hand tightly, and he looked as if he was home.

Ye Junlin shook his head and stopped Ning Kunlun.

The "Heavenly Eye" between the eyebrows is opened, and a ray of spiritual perception is spread to the distance.

"No need, there is a master here."

After Ye Junlin's words fell, more than a dozen powerful auras came.

Everyone turned their heads and saw King Chu "Nangong Biwu" flying over with ten masters of the "Xuanzun Level" who had just opened the ban.

The ten masters of the "Xuanzun Level" are all "ancestors" of various countries and "elder elders" of various countries. They usually go into seclusion in their own temples and will only come out during this special period.

There are ten masters, four from Chu, two from Qi, one from Qin, one from Jin, and two from Wu and Song.

Originally, these ten masters of the "Xuanzun Level" were about to be prepared to go into seclusion again. Unexpectedly, Yang Youji's personal soldiers rushed over.

After hearing the narrative, these ten "ancestors" stood up angrily.

They are all old monsters who have lived for more than a hundred years, and they have no attachment to the world. On this battlefield, whether it is a "veteran" like Yang Youji or a "teenager" like Ye Junlin, they are their descendants.

Now the mysterious man in black appears, bullying their descendants.

As elders, it is their unshirkable responsibility to protect their younger generations.

Ten masters came in the air and landed at the forefront of the coalition forces of various countries. The momentum that the ten people jointly burst out was as good as that of the middle-aged man in black.

The middle-aged man in black licked the blood in his palms and barely cheered up.
Chapter completed!