Eight hundred and forty seventh chapter Demon Emperor undead army
Three hundred armored soldiers were filled with evil spirits. The pale-faced Pu Yu glanced at the dozen or so armored soldiers who rushed in front of him, and punched them casually. Although these armored soldiers were extremely evil, they exuded a cold aura.
It made him feel even more uncomfortable, but they didn't exude any aura of power.
In other words, these soldiers are like a group of coffin boards that have been frozen in an ice cave for tens of thousands of years. Although the yin and evil energy are amazing, they don't have the slightest aura that a living body should have. Pu Yu can't see what they are at all.
Such strength. Saint? Saint? Saint master? Or simply demigod?
Pu Yu couldn't see through it, so he only used 30% of his strength in this punch, and the remaining 70% of his strength was used to protect himself.
There was a muffled sound, and the soldier who was rushing at the front was knocked upside down. A ball of golden light flashed in his body, and a 'boom' was heard. The golden light exploded, and the soldier was blown into pieces.
I paid more than a dozen yuan. Pu Yu's face relaxed. These weird guys don't seem to be difficult to deal with!
But something that surprised him soon happened. The soldier who exploded into more than a dozen pieces was still rushing towards him. Thin blood threads were connected to the soldier's remaining body, and his body was quickly pulled together.
.The armor on his body squirmed like running water, and soon condensed into a complete set of armor again, and the armor's body also returned to its original state, and continued to kill vigorously.
And after being killed once, the aura on the soldier's body became even more sinister and sinister.
Puyu, Weixin and others exclaimed in unison: "It is indeed a heresy!"
Ying Zheng laughed loudly: "Heresy? What is a heresy? Today I will let you see the power of my undead army!"
Master Yin smiled faintly, and he gently flapped his goose feather fan. Every time he flapped his fan, a wisp of cool wind slowly blew out. Gradually, long and biting winds blew out from all directions, and the white misty cold wind howled.
It blew across the earth and turned up countless small whirlwinds.
These soldiers were looming in the whirlwind. Their heavy bodies were as light as the shadows of ghosts, and they swooped forward from all directions with an extremely evil aura. Pu Yu, Wei Xin and others sullenly attacked them again and again.
These soldiers were knocked away and broken into pieces, but no matter how hard they tried, even if these soldiers were blown to ashes, it only took a few breaths for them to return to their original state.
Lin Qi's heart twitched violently. He glanced at the three ancestors Lin Shan, Lin Luan, and Lin Feng. He found that they were also frowning tightly, as if they were thinking of ways to deal with these three hundred undead legions. This kind of
The enemies that cannot be beaten to death or driven away are really a headache to the extreme.
The fierce Master Yin roared loudly, and the soldiers shouted in unison, clenching their fists and swiping forward heavily. A dazzling gray light erupted from their palms, and the flames were like fire, and erupted like a waterfall. Three
Hundreds of gray lights as long as a hundred meters thick and as thick as a bowl were slashed down like a long sword, turning into a large net that exuded a sinister and deadly aura, covering Pu Yu and others.
No one thought that these undead soldiers had such weird attack methods. Pu Yu and others were hit hard, and the gray bright light split their bodies, leaving deep scars visible on their bodies. Pu Yu and others
Everyone practices the secret art of the Tianmiao Mingtuofeng lineage. Their blood is crystal clear like molten jade liquid, emitting a faint fluorescence in the sunlight.
Blood with a trace of everlasting fragrance spread everywhere. Although the wounds on Pu Yu and others were deep enough to see the bones, they did not look serious. However, these wounds were attached to extremely corrosive evil energy, which continuously devoured Pu Yu and others.
The essence and blood of Yu and others is like pouring a bottle of concentrated hydrochloric acid on the wounds of ordinary people. The severe pain will definitely make people faint from the pain.
Pu Yu hissed in pain, and shouted sternly: "Your Majesty, our Tianmiao has no intention of going against your Majesty!"
Ying Zheng clasped his hands behind his back and sneered: "You idiot, even if you marry all the women in your family, including your mother, to me, it still won't change the relationship between Tianmiao and me as mortal enemies. It's you who want to kill me.
It was you who gathered people to kill me, and it was you who intended to control the Blood Qin Empire that I established! How could I possibly let go of you?"
"Kill, kill them all!" Ying Zheng glanced at Anmin City, which had turned into a huge lake, and snorted coldly.
The Yin Master smiled softly. He kept shaking the goose feather fan, and the white misty wind swept in all directions. If you look down from a high altitude, you can see that each of the white misty winds is dozens of miles long, and there are countless long wind twists.
Together, they formed an extremely complex magic array with a radius of nearly a hundred miles. As the Yin Master's goose feather fan shook, the Yin wind continued to stir up the chilling cold air from the ground, and continuously injected it into the body of the undead army.
The undead army finally pounced on Wei Li. The seven undead armies wrapped around his body and punched Wei Li's vital parts like raindrops. Just after three or five punches, a shrill wind whirl could be heard.
As soon as the sound came, the arms of these seven undead soldiers turned into rapidly rotating drills, bringing up jet-black wind shadows to stab at Wei Li's vitals.
The most shameless undead army, one of his arms stabbed Wei Li's lower body, and the other stabbed Wei Li's back yard. Wei Li was busy getting rid of the entanglement of seven undead armies, but these undead armies were extremely powerful.
He was big and his body was very tough. It felt like seven pythons were wrapped around him. He couldn't get rid of these prisoners at the moment.
Twelve rapidly rotating drill bits pierced Wei Li's body. Wei Li's lower body and back were injured at the same time. He let out a weird and shrill scream, and a large amount of blood spurted out from both sides of his body at the same time. His
The body suddenly shook, and a golden light spurted out. The seven undead armies exploded into countless pieces and flew away. But just as they flew less than a hundred meters away, a dark wind blew, and the remains of the undead army that were broken into pieces erupted from the inside.
Countless blood threads colluded with each other, and in the blink of an eye they formed seven complete undead armies.
The hurt Wei Li roared: "Shameless!"
Master Yin smiled lightly and said: "Shameless? Can this thing called 'shame' be used as food?"
With one sentence, Wei Li almost vomited blood. The breastplates of the undead army suddenly opened, and countless extremely fine gray-white mist spurted out from their chests. The evil murderous aura condensed into arrows as thick as a thumb, and swept away like a storm. Pu Yu
The others were unable to guard against the intensive attacks from all directions. They could only absorb this round of attacks with a flash of golden light all over their bodies.
These evil and murderous auras seemed to have great restraint on Tianmiao's skills. Each small arrow exploded and immediately turned into a thick mass of yin energy that attached to Pu Yu and others, covering them.
The golden light was corroded into mottled spots. In just a short time, the protective golden light of Pu Yu and others was weakened by at least 80%. They were frightened and hurriedly recited a spell to strengthen the protective golden light again.
Weixin said with a gloomy face: "These things are too difficult to deal with. Let's go. It is impossible to kill Ying Zheng today."
Pu Yu took a deep look at Ying Zheng and said coldly: "Your Majesty, I also hope that Your Majesty can keep his promise and the covenant signed between Your Majesty and Your Majesty that day..."
Pu Yu couldn't finish what he said, because Lin Feng suddenly rushed over. He held a strange-shaped nine-hole Feilian large guillotine and brought down a fierce wind. Pu Yu focused all his attention on Ying Zheng.
It was split into two halves in the middle. Lin Feng immediately retreated as soon as he succeeded in the attack, avoiding Wei Xin and others. They were so angry that they struck out with three punches and five palms.
Lin Feng snorted coldly: "What annoys you the most are you thieves from the Temple of Heaven. You have committed a lot of murders and arson, yet you all talk so much about benevolence, righteousness and morality! Keep your promises? The covenants you made? When you come to kill people, how can you?"
Didn’t you think of these things?”
Weixing roared almost madly: "You...old man, I will fight with you until death!"
Lin Shan, Lin Luan, and Lin Feng clenched their weapons at the same time, and they shouted in unison: "Then, you'd better die!"
Including Lin Yao, many other demigods of the Lin family drew their weapons at the same time, and all kinds of strange lights shone brightly. Ying Zheng's eyes widened - the equipment of these guys was too luxurious, they were all demigods.
!And the worst one is also a mid-level semi-artifact, which makes Ying Zheng, whose family has a big business, drool!
More than a dozen dark winds suddenly enveloped more than thirty undead troops. They used the force of the wind to approach Weide, grabbed him with all their might, and dragged him dozens of meters away. Lin Shan shouted,
The Lin family's thugs swung their weapons together and struck with all their strength.
Dozens of powers with the same origin and attributes converged into a turbid torrent, which struck Weide heavily.
Weide let out a helpless sigh, closed his eyes and disappeared into nothing in the torrent. The concentrated blow of dozens of demigods blasted out a hundred miles away, instantly destroying a large mountain several thousand meters high a hundred miles away.
evaporation.
Lin Shan and others rushed forward waving their weapons, and without saying a word, they killed Wei Xing and others.
The three hundred undead army clung to Wei Xin and the others like brown candy, while Lin Shan and the others were trying to kill them. Even though Wei Xin and the others were incredibly powerful, under such a shameless group attack, they could only withstand a few of them.
The time it took to breathe was chopped into pieces by Lin Shan and others.
After crushing Weixing's head with one kick, Lin Luan cursed and muttered: "Do you think there are so many powerful assassins? It's not satisfying at all. The fighting consciousness of these guys is so bad, so bad, they are even worse than
Not as good as the one we killed back then..."
Lin Shan gave Lin Luan a cold look, and Lin Luan immediately closed his mouth.
Ying Zheng glanced at the Yin Master, and a moonlight slowly rose above his head, and he put the Yin Master and the three hundred undead troops inside.
Lin Qi looked at the bright moon, his heart beating violently. He had the urge to let Lin Shan and others kill Ying Zheng and help him snatch the moon wheel of eternity. However, the osmanthus tree quickly sent a warning, forcibly dispelling Lin Qi's decision.
Impulse - Before Lin Qi has enough power to protect himself and keep the osmanthus tree, any impulse and risk will be harmful and unhelpful.
All the incoming demigods were killed, and Anmin City was completely destroyed. Everyone looked at the dilapidated scene around them and were speechless for a long time. {Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com Thank you for your support, book friends, your support is our greatest