"Are the people from the Island of the Dead still taking action?"
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that my God's Light, Wu Sen, could actually make the elves and the undead join forces today. It seems that I am really a tyrant and a big devil."
Wu Sen, the Light of God, laughed at himself and slashed down with the sword of the War Demon. Suddenly the sword energy came out and directly split the strongest move of the elves.
Without waiting, facing the undead spirit falling from the dark clouds
boom
The black cloud composed of millions of undead was rushed in by Wusen, the light of God, and the sounds of critical strikes and screams continued to be heard, which was amazing.
Although there were many undead, no one could stop the attack of the God of Light Wusen. He was killed by one of them into the hinterland, so the owner of the undead island had to face the invincible God of War, the God of Light Wusen.
"Touch" God's Light Wu Sen's Demonic Sword struck down, but was stopped by a knight holding a big sword.
"Huh?" Wu Sen, the Light of God, was slightly shocked and whispered: "Aren't you... the Ice God of War?"
"Huh..." The Ice God of War didn't answer, he just held the sword and slashed it down again.
"You actually turned into an undead?" Wu Sen, the Light of God, frowned slightly and raised his knife to stop the opponent.
Then, he was shocked, and punched out, hitting the space on the left, creating a fighting spirit shield to block the sudden spear attack of an undead warrior.
"The long night is coming, do you remember the fear I brought to you?" The undead holding a spear asked in a cold voice, making Wusen, the light of God, couldn't help but shout: "Ice Lord? A former human hero, you...
Didn’t he die long ago?”
"This" God's Light Wusen glanced at a swordsman behind the Ice Lord. When he saw the silver sword, he couldn't help but whisper again: "Silver Dragon Sword...Esia's undefeated sword master
, the strongest knight sword, an undead, actually owns him."
"My name is Yan, and my job is sword. My sword is only to prove that I am the strongest sword." Although the handsome man holding the silver dragon sword has a pale face and a strong necromantic aura, it is still difficult to conceal his appearance.
The life was free and easy.
Even the arrogance he displayed during his lifetime is enough to make people unforgettable for a lifetime just by looking at him.
"You... are actually the Silver Dragon Sword Master himself." God's Light Wu Sen slowly grasped the sword of War Demon. He suddenly understood who he was facing now. These were clearly legends from the Holy Tomb of Heroes.
The heroes were resurrected by undead magic and became their biggest trump card
"Hahaha~" The Lord of the Dead Island saw the hesitation of God's Light Wusen and laughed loudly: "You guessed it, they are all legendary heroes, heroes like you who once led the entire human race to glory, but now
, they have also become your enemies."
"And" the Lord of the Undead Island waved his hand, and the army behind him dispersed, revealing the figures of nearly two hundred undead legends.
"What you are facing will be 202 legendary undead. Can you still support it? God's Light Wusen"
"Owner."
The Angel of Order approached Bai Yunfei and whispered: "Aren't those undead the ones we revived?"
"Yes, I lent it to the Island of the Undead." Bai Yunfei rubbed his nose and whispered: "Get ready. If these undead still can't take down Wusen, the Light of God, we will have to move out. After all, this is
The only chance to kill Wu Sen, the light of God."
Wusen, the Light of God, clenched the Demonic War Knife. At this time, his armor had already been shattered and he suffered serious internal injuries. In addition to the artifact being taken away, the continuous fighting also weakened his physical and mental strength.
It has suffered huge consumption, and such consumption cannot be made up in a short period of time.
However, even if it has reached its limit, Wusen, the light of God, still decides to fight, fight, and keep fighting.
Behind him is the imperial capital. Under his feet is Asia.
He has no way out. He has killed countless people in order to save more people. Although his actions are straightforward, his only desire is to protect more people. Perhaps he hopes that he can save more people.
Get the gift of the Goddess of Life and become a true god.
Wusen, the light of God, hovered in the air. He faced thousands of undead and hundreds of legendary undead alone. He raised his sword and said, "In front of me is the limit. Behind me, no undead will be left."
"You" the undead island master narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wusen, the light of God, in disbelief. This guy is really not afraid of my undead army at all.
"bump"
The Silver Dragon Sword struck at the War Demon Sword, but the owner of the Silver Dragon Sword was incredibly guided by the light of God, Wusen, to deviate from his body. The Silver Dragon Sword Master, who suddenly lost his balance, was struck by the God's Light.
Guang Wusen occupies a favorable position...
"My respected senior, let me redeem your body so that your soul can rest in peace." Wu Sen, the Light of God, raised his knife and dropped it.
But in one stroke, the head of the undead legendary Silver Dragon Sword Master was separated.
"Ding" other undead legends attacked at this time. Although they have no magic ability, their bodies are still there, and their melee combat is still not weak. It is unwise for God's Light Wusen to compete with them in melee combat, but with
Judging from the current situation of God's Light Wusen, it has to be like this. After all, if he uses his ultimate move again, even if God's Light Wusen is a demigod beyond the legend, his spirit will not be able to support it.
"202 legendary undead, actually can't defeat a mere human race, a God's Light Wusen" The owner of the undead island took a breath of air as he looked at the fierce battle below. They were fighting fiercely at this time, and they mages also
Not good at exerting effort.
However, who is the owner of the undead island? He was thinking about it, and soon came up with an idea. He summoned four other undead legendary mages to cast spells together, condensing a huge amount of dark elements.
"Is this guy planning to ignore the other undead?" God's Light Wusen War Demon Sword killed two undead again, and he could not help but whisper as he noticed the ripples of the elements in the air.
He was about to continue killing the enemy, but he was shocked when he saw the dark ball formed by the undead island master who had gathered the power of the four undead legends. The target of the bombardment was not himself, but the giant temple of the goddess of life.
In the giant temple of the goddess of life, the high priest who had been watching the battle changed his face on the spot and shouted: "No, we have become the target of the undead."
"Hurry up and open the barrier~~" the high priest shouted, but he heard a priest next to him say with a bitter face: "Sir, those mages have long been taken into the water prison by your order. We can only wait until the tyrant god
Zhiguang Wusen can only be released after he is killed. Even if he is released now, it will be too late."
"What?" The high priest regretted it at this time, but it was already too late. The giant temple that had not activated the barrier would definitely not be able to withstand the full blow of a powerful being like the Lord of the Dead Island. No, let alone the giant temple, it was himself. At this time, he was
In this giant temple, I am afraid that I will be buried for the sake of this giant temple.
The giant temple of the God of Life, an ordinary protective barrier that has been running all the time, is also claimed to be able to resist the attacks of legendary energy, but that is just a claim. Facing the full blow of the undead island master and the four legendary necromancers, the Darkness
As soon as the ball came into contact with the barrier, it was completely shattered, causing the buildings in the giant temple to shake violently, and countless priests almost fell to the ground.
"It's over." The high priest looked at the ball of darkness in the sky, which was as big as a small mountain, and felt the terrifying and intimidating aura emanating from the dark ball. He couldn't help but tremble and spoke in frustration.
At the time of crisis, Wu Sen, the light of God, used all his combat power to shake away dozens of legendary undead warriors. His body was like lightning, and he arrived first, arriving in front of the ball of darkness. He slashed it with his sword, but it was the same as that
The balls of darkness collided head-on.
The ball of darkness expanded by more than half and disappeared into the air. However, Wusen, the light of God who resisted the attack, also swayed, fell from the air, and smashed into the giant temple.
The God's Light Wusen hit the marble slab with a "boom". Panting, suppressing the pain in his body, he slowly stood up from the pile of stones.
"His Royal Highness the Pope..." A guard guarding this temple suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed deeply to Wusen, the Light of God.
This guard did not believe that the pope who saved the temple would be the tyrant the high priest said he was, a demon who dragged the entire temple to his own ends.
"Get up, my God of Light Wusen, as long as I am still in this world, I will never allow anyone to destroy the temple of my goddess."
"Lord Pope, I am willing to fight with you, even if my body is broken to pieces." The guard ran over excitedly.
"You are too weak." Wusen, the Light of God, stood up and said to the guard mercilessly: "Wait until you become a legend before you say these words today."
"What's more," Wusen, the Light of God, said, "It is my duty as the Pope to expel the undead."
After that, Wusen, the light of God, flew out of the temple again and came into the air.
"I took a direct attack on the ball of darkness. The corrosive power has penetrated deep into your body. God's Light Wusen, do you want to continue fighting?" asked the Lord of the Dead Island.
"Hmph." Wusen, the light of God, looked at his right hand and caught the ball of darkness, which indeed caused most of its corrosive power to enter his arm along the sword of the war demon, and was slowly spreading.
.
"Drink" was heard as a low cry was heard, and a bright sword light flashed by. Wu Sen, the God's Light, held the Demonic War Sword that had just cut off his right arm with his left hand.
"Hiss..." The Lord of the Dead Island couldn't help but be a little surprised. He gritted his teeth and whispered: "I'm so cruel to others, but I'm so decisive to myself."
"Undead, the battle is not over yet, continue to fight with me." Wu Sen, the light of God with a broken arm, has not lost his divine power. He raised the sword of war demon to intimidate the world.
"His Royal Highness the Pope..." Inside the temple, the priests shouted in a low voice.
"God of War, this is the God of War of my human race." In the military camp, the soldiers and knights of the imperial capital slowly tightened their weapons.
"It is also our responsibility to expel the undead"
"I should have a share in defending the imperial capital."
In the "Light of God" temple, a guard suddenly ran out, holding an iron sword, and shouted loudly: "Our Light of God"
The knights of the "Light of God" temple, after a slight shock, all rushed out of the room. They mounted their Pegasus and were about to face the enemy together with the Light of God Wusen.
"Master, this change..." the Angel of Order whispered.
"Well, the hero's appeal." Bai Yunfei whispered: "It's always so wonderful. It can make the weak, at that moment, forget the gap between the two and make unnecessary actions, leading to greater sacrifices."
"But, I have to say that such contagion is very disliked by intruders." Bai Yunfei said, slowly putting the silver mask on his face.
"It's my turn, Wusen, the Light of God, do you still have to kill you personally in the end?"
Just when the undead were about to attack again, suddenly
An astonishing momentum fell from the sky, and in an instant, it fell on everyone's heart, hitting their hearts hard.
Those who still had wisdom and instinct couldn't help but shouted in a low voice: "A strong demigod?"
Because of the existence of God's Light Wusen, they quickly confirmed the strength of the visitor. He was an invincible strongman who was indistinguishable from God's Light Wusen.
"God's Light Wusen, I'm late." Bai Yunfei, dressed in white and wearing a silver mask, slowly fell from the top of the undead army. With a casual blow, what he hit was 30 times the concentration of undead purification magic.
The white light emitted by the attack purified the tens of thousands of undead that blocked its path.
"This" the undead island owner looked at this scene and shouted: "What kind of trick is this? It is a hundred times more powerful than the light of salvation of the God of Life."
"It's for the undead, a hundred times more powerful..." Of course, Bai Yunfei would not say this out loud.
He smiled, looked at Wusen, the Light of God, and slowly stretched out his right hand: "How do you feel now?"
Wusen, the Light of God, smiled softly and said: "Xiaoyao, you are still here. Once you go out today, I am afraid that you will never be able to be free and easy again."
"Huh, really?" Bai Yunfei turned around, looked at the undead behind him with disdain, and then said: "I don't even see those undead."
"Only you can catch my eye. That's why I'm here today."
"Huh?" Wusen, the Light of God, looked at Bai Yunfei.
"I will protect you from the undead, but you also need to follow me somewhere. Are you willing?"
"Okay." God's Light Wusen nodded: "As long as it doesn't go against my heart, I will do whatever you want me to do."
"Do you think you can survive in front of 200 legendary undead?" the owner of the undead island said loudly. He was full of confidence, but it was true. Even if the 200 legendary undead simply retained their physical strength, it was enough to make him look down upon this group.
There are no strong men in the continent. Even Wu Sen, the Light of God, cannot defeat 200 Legends alone. What's more, there are also evil and sinister necromancers who are watching from the side and are always ready.
Evil magic.
"Kill with the order of the Undead Island Lord," the Undead Island Lord roared loudly.
Under a ripple of darkness, the undead legends roared one after another and rushed towards Bai Yunfei.
Not only him, but also the undead legends who were originally killed by Wusen, the light of God, also regained their vitality under this dark magic, picked up weapons, and joined the battlefield again.
"The immortal undead are actually the immortal undead in ancient legends that even gods find troublesome."
In the imperial capital, the high priest trembled. He was frightened by the legends of the undead who had regained their fighting strength, and instinctively thought of the most terrifying legend.
In fact, not only him, but also the owner of the Undead Island himself was secretly happy and in awe of Lord Demon King. Unexpectedly, these undead legends summoned by Lord Demon King were actually immortal undead. Even if they were shattered into pieces, they could still recover.
Corpse, keep fighting...
In the history of the undead, there have only been three such immortal undead souls, but each one has turned the continent upside down and made people change their minds after hearing about it. The immortal undead souls can often only be sealed and cannot be eliminated.
This is what is called immortality
Now, more than 200 immortal undead appeared all at once. Not to mention the God's Light Wusen, even if there were 10 more God's Light Wusen, they would probably exhaust their last bit of energy under the siege of the immortal undead.
The spirit, then, turned into undead.
The undead island master smiled proudly, while others, including the elves, showed expressions of despair.
"How could this happen? How could so many immortal undead appear all at once?" The Elf King was seriously injured. He sat on the ground and looked up at the sky, feeling terrified in his heart.
"Moon God, what should we do?"
More than 200 undead legends charge together. Such a spectacle is rare for many people to see in their lifetime and difficult to forget. However, Bai Yunfei has already calculated the time in his heart.
Under the puzzled gaze of God's Light Wu Sen, he slowly spread his hands and whispered: "Nothing in the world can escape the word order, and the same is true for the undead."
"You undead souls, disperse before the hand of my order."
The wind, the breeze suddenly blew.
Wusen, the Light of God, frowned, and then a look of surprise appeared from his eyes.
Ahead, the more than two hundred immortal undead souls all stayed in the air.
Their eyes were dull, and their bodies were frozen in the air as if they had been imprisoned. It was extremely strange.
Then, under the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it and couldn't believe it, these undead legends actually began to fly into the air one by one, turning into sand and decomposing. With the breeze, they were blown into the air and floated in the sky above the imperial capital. For a long time, it was difficult to fall down.
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The King of the Jingling Tribe was dumbfounded. He looked at Bai Yunfei and said confusedly: "Who is he? When did such a person appear in the human race that was thousands of times more terrifying than the Light of God Wusen?"
A strong man who defies heaven?"
But the owner of the Undead Island, even more difficult than the King of the Elf Tribe, is finding it difficult to accept this reality. The 200 legendary undead given to him by the Demon King... actually disappeared without a trace from his eyes so easily.
Are you kidding me? Is that man in white a true god descending to earth?
Such a thing simply shouldn't exist
"God's Light Wusen, do you still remember your promise?" Bai Yunfei finished all this and turned to look at God's Light Wusen.
"Of course I remember." Wusen, the Light of God, nodded slightly and said, "Tell me, where do you want to go with me?"
"Just follow me"
Bai Yunfei said, flying in front of the undead island master. With a smile on his face, he flashed the long sword in his hand, but he had already taken away the life of the undead mage.
Even until his death, this necromancer still did not believe that his undead legend could be so unbearable and incompetent.
As soon as the island owner died, the other dead people immediately fled in all directions, never to be seen again.
As for the elves, they are unable to fight anymore.
As for the people in the four major cities, the damage was so great that it had long exceeded the limit of what they could bear. Seeing that Bai Yunfei did not cause trouble for them, they were already very happy. How could they dare to cause trouble for him?
Bai Yunfei chuckled and flew into the distance. Wusen, the Light of God, did not hesitate and flew after Bai Yunfei.
Those knights and priests wanted to follow, but they were all rejected by Wu Sen, the Light of God, who shook his head.
"This place is called a deciduous forest. It is surrounded by yellow leaves that come with the wind. It has always been a good place for seclusion."
Bai Yunfei stopped and said slowly.
Wusen, the Light of God, stopped, but sighed: "Your real name is not Xiaoyao, and friends who are ambushing around, if you are Xiaoyao's subordinates, please come out."
"God's Light Wusen" Bai Yunfei slowly turned around, but his aura suddenly changed, becoming like a true god, as majestic as a prison.
"Since you have guessed it, please tell me."
"If you surrender, you will live, if you go against it, you will die. What is your choice?"
