The dark wind blew away on the battlefield, blowing away the last trace of warmth that the sun had brought.
I don't know when, snowflakes started falling and soon covered the ground with a thick layer.
Fierce ghosts were roaring, zombies were roaring, and the remaining giants from the Long Bo Kingdom quietly gathered around, their huge bodies standing tall against the sky, grinning ferociously...
The advantages brought by Deng Bochuan's use of the Tiannuo mask disappeared in an instant with the advent of the Great Dark Day.
My face turned pale, and I stared at the ancient stone ax above my head, feeling desperate for the first time.
At this time, the Corpse Ancestor is invincible. Even if we rush forward in a swarm, the final result will be just the annihilation of the entire army.
Suddenly someone whispered: "Fourth child, are you scared?"
I turned around suddenly and saw two exorcist warriors supporting He Zhonghua walking quickly. Seeing me turning my head, He Zhonghua's dry face showed a scowl.
"Fourth, you are really scared."
He angrily threw away the exorcist soldiers beside him and staggered two steps forward: "You are the descendant of the Son of Heaven! You have the black and white sword of life and death! You have also learned the forward and reverse void swords!"
"But you are actually afraid! We, the people at Yin Yang Store! are actually afraid!"
Someone beside him said in a hoarse voice: "He Zhonghua! You can't win! Middle-earth will never defeat the Ancestor of the Corpse! The Great Dark Age is coming! We can't stop him!"
He Zhonghua suddenly turned around and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Nonsense! Who told you that the Ancestor of Corpses is invincible!"
"You have never tried! How do you know you can't beat him! Waste! They are all a bunch of waste!"
Despite the fact that He Zhonghua's whole body had lost all energy, he was as skinny as a bone. Even when he walked, he was trembling, and it seemed that he could fall down at any time. However, he cursed at the top of his lungs, making everyone look ashamed.
"You are all the top exorcists in the world! Hundreds of thousands of exorcist soldiers are watching you! Billions of living people around the world are also watching you! But now you are telling me!
The Ancestor of Corpses is invincible!"
"You are saying this! Is it worthy of senior Deng Bochuan who died for his country? Is it worthy of the exorcist soldiers who died in battle? Is it worthy of the living people who scrimped on food and clothing and donated most of their food and supplies?"
"Trash! You are all a bunch of trash!"
I was so angry that I shouted loudly: "We are not trash!"
Behind me, the top exorcists were gnashing their teeth, scowling, or lowering their heads in shame.
Chen Wuye smiled miserably: "Old He, you are right, we are indeed trash."
"Since the last battle began, we have been accustomed to fighting under the protection of the strong. Commander Di Ming lost, and Mr. Chonghua, and Mr. Chonghua lost, and Zhang Wuren."
"Yes, we all claim to be the world's top exorcists. Even when facing the four evil generals and the six domain lords, we are full of confidence. But we have never really considered it.
How to deal with the ancestor of corpses."
"Because we all believe that as long as Commander Di Ming is still there, as long as Zhang Wuren is still there, and as long as Mr. Chonghua is still there, the top war will not be our turn."
"So when all three of them are defeated, despair will envelope everyone's hearts. And what about us? We have never thought about a real fight with the ancestor of the corpse!"
"Even if it means death!"
Chen Wuye's eyes were shining brightly, and he was holding a bare Wuxin umbrella in his hand. He said loudly: "Now, I am going to find the ancestor of corpses to fight for my life! If you still have any courage in your heart! Come with me!"
"This war is not a war for a few of them, but a war for all of us exorcists!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Wuye roared angrily, and his handsome face became extremely ferocious due to the distortion. The next second, he had already used the Shrinking Technique and appeared in front of the Ancestor of Corpses in an instant.
A Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain sighed and said: "Although our Longhu Mountain lineage has declined, we have never lost our courage. Senior Brother is not here, so let me make this decision on behalf of Longhu Mountain."
Behind him, several exorcism masters said sternly: "I am willing to listen to the second senior brother's orders! Go through fire and water! Even if I die, I will not give up!"
Zhang Sanling laughed loudly: "We bad old guys were actually reprimanded by the juniors. How embarrassing! Old guys, why don't you come with me!"
"When the nest is overturned, there are no eggs left! Don't fight now! From now on, there will be no place for living people to stand up! Fellow senior brothers of Guangji Temple! Follow me to conquer the demons!"
"We, the Tie family of Ludong! How can we lag behind others! There is no disciple of the Tie family who is not afraid of death!"
"..."
Roar after roar, one master after another was reprimanded by He Zhonghua, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky, almost dispersing the red clouds above his head.
The Ancestor of the Corpse noticed the majestic fighting spirit and smiled: "Are you thinking of fighting desperately now? It's too late, it's too late!"
"Pass my order! All the dead who belong to the Ten Thousand Demons Pit! Zombies! Spirits! Giants! Attack with the entire army! Comprehensively suppress the exorcism warriors of Middle-earth!"
"Pass my order! Notify the Fallen King Wu Shisi! The Sun God Apollo! Launch an offensive on Badaling immediately!"
"Pass my order! Shanhaiguan and the rest of Jiayuguan! Carry out a beheading operation! Kill Shui Wuse! Chiang Jieqing and his two men return!"
Behind him, several ghosts turned quickly and quickly conveyed the order of the Corpse Ancestor. At this moment, the Corpse Ancestor suddenly stretched out his hand, and a black flame burned instantly.
Almost at the same time, Chen Wuye cursed: "Ancestor of corpses! I will stab you to death!"
On his Wuxin Umbrella, Yingluo had already fallen off, and they were infected by Yin Qi, and even the suction force between them was gone. But Wuxin Umbrella had been transformed once, even without Yingluo's blessing.
It is also an extremely powerful weapon in itself.
Chen Wuye used the tip of his umbrella as a weapon, and combined with the technique of shrinking the ground into an inch, he stabbed him in front of the Ancestor of the Corpse in an instant.
Seeing black fire in front of him, Chen Wuye roared angrily, and the umbrella cover suddenly opened, firmly protecting his whole body. He shouted sharply: "Turn!"
The Wuxin Umbrella suddenly rotated, and the air flow caused even rolled up the black fire. Unexpectedly, the temperature of the black fire was too high, and the ribs of the Wuxin Umbrella were roasted by the high temperature and gradually softened.
A figure suddenly rose into the sky, the spells in his hands kept changing, and he shouted: "Qiankun Wuji! Zhen!" He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and with the help of his own yang energy, a virtual gossip instantly appeared in front of the ancestor of the corpse.
The Ancestor of the Corpse raised his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand, and the Eight Diagrams broke in the air. The Taoist Priest of Longhu Mountain softened and fell from the air.
Before the man even hit the ground, black fire swept over him and burned him to ashes.
Someone shouted angrily: "Second Senior Brother!"
Someone else shouted: "The Great Tathagata's True Sutra for Conquering Demons! Brothers! Give me a helping hand!"
I saw a cassock coming from the sky. On the cassock, golden Buddhist inscriptions kept flashing, and lotus flowers appeared one after another. A dozen Dharma monks clasped their hands together, solemnly wearing treasures, and kept chanting scriptures.
I looked up and saw a faint Buddha statue sitting on top of the cassock. I stretched out my hand and patted it. The black fire was extinguished and the Yin energy dispersed.
The Ancestor of the Corpse said in surprise: "Okay! What a good method!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard someone saying with a ferocious smile: "What a great grandma! Take my umbrella!"
There was only a scoffing sound, but Chen Wuye took advantage of the black fire to extinguish and suddenly closed the Wuxin umbrella. The sharp tip of the umbrella had already pierced the heart of the ancestor of the corpse.
The Ancestor of the Corpse frowned slightly and slapped his backhand, causing Chen Wuye to vomit blood and fly ten meters away. He looked down at the bare Wuxin umbrella and was about to reach out and pull it off, but the Yang Qi burst and Wuxin
The umbrella instantly exploded into pieces and shattered.
Chen Wuye got up from the ground with difficulty and vomited two mouthfuls of blood. He chuckled and said, "Grandma, I will stab you until I die!"
The next second, the cassock landed, and golden light spread out from the Buddha statue, tightly surrounding the Ancestor of the Corpse.