After the death altar was destroyed, millions of Tiannu corpses were still preserved.

All the corpses were handed over to Yanguang.

As the most talented necromancer in the hell world for thousands of years, Yanguang's mental power has reached the sixty-fifth level. As long as he masters enough high-level corpses and ghosts, even the strongest man in the Dead Clan, Yuan Fei Dashi, will be afraid of him three points.

Logically speaking, Yanguang, who is only 759 years old, can maintain his beauty and remain young forever.

However, he was very old, with half white hair and half black hair on his head.

Practicing the way of the dead has caused his body to suffer severe corrosion.

Millions of corpses of Tiannu floated in a void that lasted hundreds of miles and turned into a sea of ​​corpses.

Some corpses are holy beasts, and their bodies are even larger than those of mountains.

Some corpses are smaller than human body and look like reptiles.

In the sea of ​​corpses, there are clusters of blue ghost fire floating, illuminating the dark world into a gloomy and terrifying manner.

Zhang Ruochen and Luo Yi stood in their respective real domains of space and came to the edge of the sea of ​​corpses, restrained their breath and hid their bodies carefully.

"You can actually divide 100,000 spiritual clones. This Yanguang is indeed not a simple person."

Zhang Ruochen stared at the old man in the sea of ​​corpses and saw that he held a bone staff in his hand and showed dense clones. All clones used their fingers to constantly outline runes and printed them onto the bodies of Tiannu dead corpses.

"He portrayed the death spell talisman. With this talisman, he could control all holy corpses by his own strength." Luo Qi said.

Zhang Ruochen was shocked in his heart and said, "The corpses here were at least semi-saints during their lifetime, and there were many great saints. Even if they died, they could burst out with powerful combat power."

One person controls the army of millions of saints.

Too shocking!

At that time, how powerful can Yanguang burst out?

Luo Qi said: "If this princess is not wrong, the Dead Clan lost the death altar and could only retreat to the second best. Yanguang controlled the Death Legion as the vanguard, and as the vanguard, breaking down the fortress formed by more than 700 great saints Tiannu. As long as the arrangement of Chi Emperor on the Dark Star is disrupted, the upper three tribes will have the chance to defeat them all."

"This is the best strategy!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Qi smiled and said, "That's why I want to destroy their best strategy and borrow this Legion of Death."

“It’s not that easy.”

Zhang Ruochen pointed to the southeast edge of the sea of ​​corpses and said, "See, the four great saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm who broke the ninety-nine shackles are guarding there. Yanguang's side is also the Liechang of the Great Perfect Realm of the Hundred Shackle Realm."

Luo Qi said, "That's why I brought you together. With your great sage Ruochen's cultivation, isn't it as simple as cleaning up a few cats and dogs?"

“How is that simple?”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "The Great Saint Legion of the upper three tribes is less than a thousand miles away from here and can arrive in a short time. If there is any slightest movement, they will be alarmed. At that time, thousands of Great Saints will come together, how many will the princess beat?"

Luo Yi's crystal white face showed a cunning look and said, "Where are you hiding the monks of the Immortal Blood Clan? Otherwise, you can dispatch them to restrain the great saints of the upper three clans first?"

Zhang Ruochen turned his face, stared at her eyes, and said, "I was just about to ask the princess, where is the great saint of the Rakshasa clan? There will be dozens of Rakshasa women, come with you to the Seventh Dark Star, right?"

Neither Luo Yi nor Zhang Ruochen fully trusted each other and hid the monks of his clan in the dark, and would never be dispatched until the last moment.

"Then there is nothing I can do, I can only watch the upper three clans defeat the Seventh Dark Star with the Death Legion and collect a large amount of points."

Both of them hid and did not give in to each other, and did not want to be used by the other party.

After a while, Luo Qi thought of something, blinked his eyes and said, "Don't you have a gourd? Otherwise, use the gourd to forcefully take away the Tiannu Holy Corpse here?"

"The gourd cannot be used for the time being."

Zhang Ruochen said again: "But I have another way. Magic Sound, come out."

"Chichi!"

The vines that eat the holy flowers extend from Zhang Ruochen's back like tentacles, condensing the charming figure of the magic sound.

Zhang Ruochen sent a message and gave a command to Moyin.

Moyin took the order and left.

Luo Yi stared at the direction of Mo Yin's departure and said, "This holy flower is very powerful. Zhang Ruochen, did you actually let her retain her independent spirit and holy soul and parasitize in her body? Be careful to raise a tiger to cause trouble."

"No need to remind me, I know what to do with it." Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Yi touched his chin with a sharp chin and said, "Where did you send her?"

"You will know later!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Yi looked at the gourd around Zhang Ruochen's waist and smiled and said, "Does the monks of the Immortal Blood Clan all hide in this gourd?"

Zhang Ruochen's face remained unchanged, but his heart trembled for a moment.

I have to say that Luo Yi is indeed extremely wise, and it is difficult to hide secrets in front of her.

Perhaps, before she proposed to use the gourd to collect the sea of ​​corpses, she had already guessed that the great saint of the Immortal Blood Clan was hiding in the purple gold gourd.

The proposal just now is just a test.

Zhang Ruochen denied it and said, "Your suspicion is too strong! I don't use the gourd to collect the sea of ​​corpses because there are too many precious treasures in the gourd, so I cannot easily bring the monks into it. Liechang and Yanguang are still in the sea of ​​corpses!"

Luo Qi smiled and said nothing.

Zhang Ruochen immediately changed the topic and said, "There are a total of millions of holy corpses in the sea of ​​corpses. Even if we take them away, the princess is sure, is she going to control them?"

"Of course, this princess can do what Yanguang can do, too." Luo Qi said.

Time passes minute by minute.

Yanguang's mental clone carved a death spell talisman on every holy corpse.

"It's done!"

Yanguang, holding the bone staff, laughed loudly and took back the clone of 100,000 mental power. In an instant, a terrifying aura erupted from his body. A series of cold air caused frost to condense within hundreds of miles of radius.

"rise!"

Yanguang raised the bone staff in his hand and recited a spell from his mouth.

Suddenly, the silent sea of ​​corpses became noisy.

All the holy corpses stood up and made roars, killing sounds, and cries. They emitted a powerful aura of death, greedily absorbing the dark power released by the dark star.

A legion of death came alive.

Liechang, who was standing behind Yanguang, couldn't help but take a deep shield on his back and couldn't help but take a breath.

Originally, as a powerful man in the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm, he was quite proud and did not take Yanguang seriously. But at this moment, he felt a huge pressure, the pressure from death.

Liechang said: "Lord Yanguang is worthy of being the first necromancer in a thousand years. Your Highness Prajna has not misjudged the person. Now, we will lead the Death Legion to attack the Seventh Dark Star and destroy all the Tiannu."

Yanguang was quite proud and said, "With this Saint Corps Death Legion, who else can compete with me on the battlefield of the Sky Hunting? I will cut off the head of Emperor Chi with my own hands and prove to the gods that I am the best monk in a thousand years."

"Congratulations to Lord Yanguang!"

"In this battle, Lord Yanguang will definitely become the number one hero of the dead clan."

The four great saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm who broke the ninety-nine shackles met with Yanguang and Liechang and said flatteringly.

Yanguang was naturally even more proud in his heart, and even felt that his position was above the great sage, Prajna, or even the boundless, and he became the first person in the upper three tribes.

Luo Qi looked at the sea of ​​corpses from afar and said, "Why haven't the food of the Holy Flowers taken action yet? If you don't take action, you will have no chance!"

"Here you come!"

Zhang Ruochen looked up and looked at the night sky.

In the endless dark sky, a dazzling fire light flew over the sea of ​​corpses and went straight to the place where the most densely undulating holy roads thousands of miles away.

There is an area where the great sages of the upper three tribes gather.

The fire lights were countless starry sky rocks and asteroids, turning into meteor showers.

Zhang Ruochen learned this trick from Hongfutu, and could cause the greatest harassment at the lowest cost. Thus, he created chaos and restrained the great sages of the upper three tribes.

"It's now, do it."

Zhang Ruochen and Luo Yi burst out as fast as possible and rushed into the sea of ​​corpses.

There is no way, this place is too close to the seventh Dark Star, which is much solidified than the space on the third Dark Star, and cannot perform space movement.

The six great saints in the sea of ​​corpses immediately sensed the breath of the two of them.

"Be careful, the enemy attacks."

Liechang shouted loudly, and the heavy shield on his back burst out with a dark light, and flew out automatically, hitting the two people coming towards him.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen hit the heavy shield with a punch, bursting out violent waves.

All the holy corpses around were blown away.

The heavy shield flew backwards.

Liechang just caught the heavy shield and his face changed drastically.

"This power..."

The heavy shield carries a rush of impact.
To be continued...