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The huge carrion dragon looked at the undead army rushing towards his territory, with anger in his eyes and a long roar from his mouth.
The undead creatures on the mountain suddenly made a commotion and moved toward the legions below.
Standing at the front were three tall blue-black zombies, three or four feet tall, covered in bronze scales.
His face was iron-green, as if made of steel, his eyes were blood red, and four long canine teeth protruded from his lips, making him look extremely ferocious.
The aura emitted by each zombie is not inferior to Wu Ye, and is much stronger than the Crystal Skull.
The three zombies' eyes flashed with soul fire, and they let out a silent roar towards the Yanluo Undead Army at the foot of the mountain, causing a commotion and uneasiness below.
Yan Luo snorted coldly, a silver light flashed from behind, and a pair of silver light wings appeared. His body suddenly turned into a silver phantom and flew forward.
When the carrion dragon saw this, its huge body rose into the air and rushed towards Yanluo.
However, the silver phantom transformed by Yanluo suddenly increased in speed, and in just the blink of an eye, it passed through the middle one of the three earth-level zombies.
A dazzling silver light suddenly flashed.
The body of the ground-level zombie in the middle was suddenly cut into two pieces from the chest, and the remaining body smashed to the ground with a bang.
The morale of Yanluo's army was immediately boosted, and they faced the opponent's undead army.
The two huge legions collided with each other, the sound of swords clashing was heard everywhere, and countless brilliant lights and waves were splashed.
Wu Ye held a jet-black bone knife in his hand, his eyes lit up with soul fire, and he took the lead and pounced on the zombie on the other side.
The whole person turned into a black shadow, passing by the tall zombie.
"Hi!"
One arm of the tall zombie fell down!
On the other side, the Crystal Skull Dagger Spirit disappeared and appeared. Wherever it passed, many undead creatures were inexplicably pierced through the throat or torn into pieces.
Although the corpse dragon's undead legion is large in number, there is one less earthly existence after all. The first confrontation between the two front troops seems to be evenly matched at this moment.
In mid-air, Yan Luo was already engaged in a fierce battle with the corpse dragon.
Yanluo's figure flew in the sky flexibly, and the silver spear in his hand burst out with more than ten feet of light, and the spear shadows stabbed towards the carrion dragon like rain.
The corpse dragon roared loudly. Its body was too huge. Although its speed was not slow, it was far behind Yanluo. At this moment, it could only become a target for the gun shadow.
Spear shadows stabbed into the corpse dragon's body one after another, leaving huge wounds. Large scales fell from mid-air, and yellow liquid oozed from the wounds.
The corpse dragon let out a roar, black light rolled around its body, three black tornadoes appeared around it, and the surrounding airflow suddenly surged.
Yanluo's body was affected by three black tornadoes, like a fallen leaf in the wind, and his speed suddenly slowed down, making him unable to easily approach and attack the carrion dragon.
The carrion dragon breathed a sigh of relief, roared wildly, sprayed out a black wind pillar from its mouth, and turned into a black wind dragon in a flash, and rushed towards Yanluo with its fangs and claws.
Yan Luo faced the black wind dragon, his eyes flashed with silver light, and his body stopped instead.
She raised the silver spear in her hand, and a white flame immediately appeared on it, burning brightly.
Around the white flames, the void trembled, as if it was about to be burned.
Yanluo let out a clear whistle, waved his hand and threw the silver gun in his hand.
The silver gun turned into a dazzling light and flashed through the air.
As fast as lightning is not enough to describe the speed of the silver gun. The whole world seemed to just suddenly light up.
The silver light penetrated the black wind dragon in a flash, and the next moment, with endless power, it went straight into the head of the carrion dragon.
A big hole appeared on the carrion dragon's head. The next moment, its head exploded, and countless flesh and blood and yellow water splashed.
Several black wind pillars around the carrion dragon dissipated, and the dragon's huge body fell from the air and smashed into the undead army below, crushing hundreds of undead creatures to death.
Yan Luo fell slowly from mid-air, the silver light on his body dimmed, and his armor almost lost its luster.
The corpse dragon's undead army was stunned when they saw the dragon being killed.
Yanluo took a deep breath, his body once again glowed with silver light, and a huge coercion spread.
The corpse dragon's undead legions prostrated themselves on the ground and saluted Yanluo respectfully.
Only the earth-level zombie stared at Yan Luo with hostility, roaring in anger.
Yanluo's eyes fell on the zombies on the ground floor, and a terrifying pressure suddenly enveloped the zombies.
The ground-level zombie was startled, as a huge force acted on it, and its body sank into the ground little by little, and the ground seemed to turn into sand in an instant.
The zombie roared and struggled violently, trying to resist, but the force pressing on it became stronger and stronger, and soon most of its body sank into the ground.
The light in the eyes of the underground zombie finally dimmed, and he lowered his head towards Yanluo to show his submission.
Yanluo snorted, restrained the pressure on his body, and the light on his body dimmed again.
She took a deep breath and waved her hand to sacrifice the Falling Immortal Platform.
A large black light emitted from the Falling Immortal Platform, shining on the body of the corpse dragon.
The carrion dragon's corpse immediately spewed out a large piece of gray mist, with countless crystal light spots faintly flashing in it, pouring into Yan Luo's body.
The dim light on Yanluo's body immediately recovered quickly.
A quarter of an hour later, the carrion dragon's body had turned into a shriveled mummy, but the silver light on Yanluo's body had been restored.
She waved her hand, and a ray of silver light flew out from the carrion dragon's corpse. It was her silver spear, but the spear looked dim at the moment, as if it had been damaged by the shocking blow just now.
Yan Luo's eyes flashed with silver light, and streams of silver light poured into the silver spear from his hands. The spear quickly recovered and returned to its original state in a few breaths.
Yanluo looked into the distance, and after a moment, she spread her light wings behind her and flew there.
The two undead legions on the ground merged together to form a larger legion, which followed Yan Luo.
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A few days later, near a huge underworld lake, two huge undead legions were fighting crazily, one of which was Yan Luo's army.
The two undead legions numbered in the tens of thousands. The roar of the battle spread far away, and the earth seemed to tremble. The surface of the Netherworld Lake also rippled due to strong fluctuations.
In mid-air, two blurry figures kept chasing each other, at different times.
It's just that the speed of the two is too fast, everything around them becomes very blurred, and the sharp whistling and collision sounds are endless.
Only in the occasional pauses can one see that one of these two figures is wearing silver armor, and it is Yan Luo, and the other is covered in gray flames, and his figure cannot be seen, but he is vaguely human-shaped.
The gray flames and silver light are like fireworks, blooming and disappearing.
At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded, and large translucent ripples appeared in the air.
A brilliant white light suddenly appeared, and the battle came to an abrupt end.
Two figures suddenly appeared in mid-air. White flames appeared on the silver gun in Yanluo's hand, and the gun body penetrated the gray figure's head.
The gray figure was also a skeleton, about the same size as Yanluo. The bones all over his body exuded a metallic luster. He was holding two giant gray axes, but the ax blades were dented in several places.
The soul fire in the gray skull's eyes flickered twice, dissipated and extinguished, and the bones fell downwards.
Yanluo waved his hand to the Immortal Falling Platform, and a black light emerged, catching the gray skeleton and bringing it back to the Immortal Falling Platform.
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Half a month later, in a desert.
Yanluo's undead army fought fiercely with another undead army.
The opponent's number was smaller than Yanluo's legion, and Yanluo's legion already had as many as five or six earth-level beings, so the battle was almost one-sided.
Not far from the place where the two armies were fighting, sand and dust rose up from the ground, and loud noises were heard continuously.
In the dusty sky, two figures can be vaguely seen, one is a huge lizard, and the other is a silver-armored figure.
The fierce battle in the sand lasted for half an hour. A huge figure suddenly flew out of the battle circle and hit the ground heavily. It was the giant lizard.
A big hole was opened in its head, and its soul fire was dim and almost extinguished.
Before the skeleton lizard could get up, a ray of silver light shot out, pierced through the wound on the lizard's head, and penetrated the lizard's soul fire.
The lizard soul fire dissipated immediately, and the huge body stopped moving.
Yanluo opened her mouth and inhaled, and the scattered soul fire poured into Yanluo's mouth, and the silver light on her body became brighter again.
After a while, the battle on the other side also ended.
Yanluo led her undead army, which numbered fifty to sixty thousand, and walked towards the distance.
Compared with the beginning, Yanluo's army has greatly increased in number and strength, but she does not seem satisfied at all. It seems that she plans to continue attacking other powerful undead in the undead interface to expand her army.
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Fengqi City is a barbarian city located in the north of Xihe Continent. It is located at the junction of the forces of the barbarian and demon tribes and is quite large.
Since this city is close to the Monster Clan, people from the Monster Clan often change their appearance and come here. From time to time, some treasures unique to the Monster Clan appear in the city, attracting many barbarian people to come here, and it is quite popular.
At this moment, the sun was rising three poles high, and the city was crowded with people.
On a certain street, a man wearing a green robe and a bamboo hat was strolling here, seemingly aimlessly.
A parrot with colorful feathers stood on the young man's shoulder, looking around with lively eyes, not afraid of anything.
"Shitou, you were really cruel that day, abandoning me under Lingtian Peak. During this period of time, I was hiding in hiding. I was almost caught by those monsters several times. Another time, I was chased by a yellow-haired eagle in the innate realm.
"I, if I weren't clever, you would never see me again..." Cai'er kept muttering in a low voice, venting her bitterness to Shi Mu, recounting her miserable experiences under Lingtian Peak these days.
This person and the bird are naturally Shi Mu and Cai'er.
At this time, more than twenty days had passed since Shi Mu left the undead interface.