When releasing the secret skills of the Liszt family's fighting spirit, David Hill also discovered some situations.
So, soon, David Hill was no longer the only one sweating profusely in the shaft of Cang Ming Temple.
The five hundred saint-level believers who had restored their strength to its peak state also began to unleash their ultimate attacks.
Not only these believers, but also magic cannons and magic light cannons appeared in the shaft space.
Fortunately, the space here can be folded.
Even if thousands of magic light cannons and magic artillery are placed, they will still occupy a space independently without interfering with each other.
But those undead creatures in the Kingdom of the Sun God enjoyed the baptism of love.
If David Hill and a group of saint-level believers are targeting those third-level undead creatures, then a thousand magic light cannons and a thousand magic artillery are just cleaning up the ground.
What is being washed is those areas where low-level undead creatures are still struggling.
The scene is spectacular!
vigorous!
David Hill's verification also gave the answer after five hundred saint-level believers joined in.
His attacks are different from those of believers!
The attack of five hundred saint-level believers is a simple attack.
No matter which kingdom of God you are in, there is no difference.
But David Hill's attack is different.
Each of his blows is not simply the damage caused by the secret skills of fighting spirit, or in other words, in addition to the damage caused by his own secret skills, there are other forces superimposed into his attacks.
It is the power of the Kingdom of God!
The power of the three kingdoms of God was drawn and driven, giving David Hill's attack a tenfold numerical blessing effect.
It is a blessing in quantity, not in quality.
If there is quality support, the attack effect can be increased by 1,000%, which is enough to instantly kill every saint-level undead creature in the Sun Kingdom space!
What a pity!
David Hill thought this with some dissatisfaction.
Those third-level undead creatures are in bad luck.
The vitality flame on the ground that was absolutely incompatible with the attributes of undead creatures ignited to a height of two meters.
If that's the case, the most they can do is float in the air, constantly being scorched by the aftermath of the flames.
It's uncomfortable, but it'll be fine for a certain period of time.
But in the big move that exploded in the sky, these undead creatures that had gathered together to keep warm were knocked to the ground.
Are the secret skills and ultimate moves of saint-level powerhouses that their small bodies of the third level can withstand?
Apparently some powerful netherworld creatures are in trouble.
The remains of third-level undead creatures, ranging from dozens to hundreds, were scattered all over the ground.
Soon, the ground was clean.
These raw materials have been transformed into world power.
There are more than 4,400 undead creatures furious.
They definitely didn't expect that things would reach this stage.
They come here for a larger goal, not just to kill.
You have to live at least a hundred years to achieve your goal.
Can't die now.
We can only think of a way to let the difficult God of Resurrection die!
It's a pity that after countless means were used, the resurrected Moon God not only did not die, but became more active!
More than four thousand Sanctuary of the Undead gathered in front of something that looked like a harpoon.
Facing the downpour of clouds and condensed liquid, he took out a piece of stuff that looked extremely evil, sinister and vicious.
Sharp teeth, pale eyes, beating heart, rotten embryo...
These things together form a small altar.
Just on this altar, there is an object taken out from the layers of bans.
To be precise, it was a small curved-edged dagger carved from a blue gemstone!
It is very beautiful, just like an exquisite decoration.
It is only the size of a curled little finger.
But the moment he saw or sensed this thing through the Kingdom of the Sun, David Hill, who could use his secret skills crazily regardless of consumption, seemed to have been hit hard.
"That is... the control medium of the Blue Moon Divine Kingdom! But... what is the Elemental Hexagram?"
Shock and confusion appeared in David Hill's mind at the same time.
He even doubted that his ability to know things at a glance was wrong!
But the strong familiar feeling, the throbbing as if he had lost a vital limb, told David Hill that this was not an illusion.
Thousands of powerful Necromancers mobilized the dense power of the underworld around them, transforming it into a vicious and vicious...curse!
And the object of their curse is that little sapphire curved-edged dagger!
According to their inherited experience, this original companion of the Moon God is equivalent to the Moon God.
It's just a pity that a top-notch artifact was lost.
If it can survive a hundred years of baptism, this gadget can become the top evil weapon with ghost properties!
But now, after being cursed, it can only become a cursed weapon with much smaller uses.
But a top-level evil weapon is nothing compared to the general trend.
This is a grand occasion when more than 4,400 holy level undead creatures attack together.
A massive amount of nether mist was swallowed up by this strange altar.
Even the evil instrument that looked like a whale's harpoon beside him was pulled by thousands of saint-level undead warriors and released a force that penetrated into the altar.
David Hill didn't know what the other party was doing, but if he decided that he was not doing anything good, he must be right.
You won’t leave the other person with nothing to do, so sing him children’s songs to lull him to sleep!
Five hundred and ten holy-level secret skills carried large thorns of the Tree of War towards the altar, hitting those holy-level undead warriors.
The saint-level undead strongmen who were convulsing around the altar did not take the initiative to fight back.
The evil instrument like a harpoon vibrated, and the five hundred and ten attacks were immediately scattered.
These attacks fell in the surrounding areas and did not affect the saint-level undead experts who were performing the ceremony.
But the Tree of War Thorns that followed ignored the shield of protection and unloading power inspired by the evil instrument like a harpoon.
Fine thorns penetrated the light shield and shot around the altar.
The second black light flew out of the body of the harpoon-like thing.
It's the shadow of the anchor cable, but smaller and dimmer.
When it sweeps across the space, it seems to have clothed the surroundings with a layer of gauze composed entirely of strange magic patterns.
The thorns of the Tree of War are of different lengths and thicknesses, and are blocked by densely packed magic lines.
It's like a thick big sponge, blocking the path of those thorns.
The ceremony was completed, David Hill was a step late.
The huge amount of liquefied ghost power caused by the heavy rain around them disappeared, and the disgusting and evil, but very precious materials used to build the altar were also wiped out.
Only a ball of power emerges.
It is the size of a fist and encloses a sapphire curved-edged dagger that looks like a little finger.
The costly curse has taken effect.
The fist-sized ball of black light penetrated towards the dagger.
Any living thing related to this dagger will be affected by the terrible curse.