Ye Chong floated down, followed closely by Hua Hong.
Sure enough, we didn't encounter any space cracks.
When he was still three meters above the ground, Ye Chong paused.
But before he could figure out where to land, a sudden change occurred.
Five or six ice spears swish upwards, carrying a sense of ice and cold, and the speed is like lightning, incredibly fast.
Almost at the same time, Ye Chong seemed to have expected this scene. He shot backward instantly, and the snowflakes he brought were rolled back, making it chaotic.
At the same time, three ice blades roared towards him from directly in front of where he was just now. However, before they could get close, the ice blades exploded and turned into flying snow, disappearing.
Ye Chong didn't dare to stop. After landing, he picked up Hua Hong and ran away, dodging and jumping, and quickly disappeared into the dancing snowflakes.
But not a moment later, somewhere in the direction of its disappearance, there was a crackling sound, like an ice ball exploding or firecrackers going off.
At this moment, Ye Chong couldn't help but frown.
The shielding spell was cast.
The temperature also dropped.
But there are still undead people appearing around and launching sudden attacks.
"What is the reason?"
The question mark in his heart had just risen, and his heart suddenly moved.
Are there too many undead people here?
Moreover, the ice knives, ice spears and other icy objects in the hands of these guys were flying everywhere as if they were free of charge.
Ye Chong wondered whether the two of them had entered the camp of the undead...
Otherwise, it would be really difficult to explain all this.
Speaking of which, this possibility is really not small.
The Necromancers come from the Mysterious Realm and occupy the Far North. They are eyeing the Northern Orcs. It is normal to have a camp, and it is probably a military camp.
If this is the case, then he can only blame Ye Chong and Huahong for their misfortune.
However, Ye Chong was also a little confused.
Since the undead are enemies of the orcs, then the enemies of their enemies should be considered friends, but why do those guys chase them?
"Do you think we are orcs?"
When a question mark arose in Ye Chong's heart, he immediately took off Yu Yi and then motioned to Hua Hong.
The latter naturally followed suit.
In fact, speaking of it, now that the sky is full of space cracks, wearing a feather coat at this time does not really help. On the contrary, it is tied up and a little more cumbersome.
boom!
Ye Chong burst out with energy and blood, spreading in all directions.
Click!
The wind and snow suddenly became much quieter.
At this time, three undead people appeared silently nearby, and their eyes looked at Ye Chong, all of them filled with inexplicable colors.
"I am a human, not an orc," Ye Chong grinned and subconsciously gestured with his hands, "We are friends."
The three undead men looked directly at Ye Chong as he spoke, but remained silent.
Ye Chong secretly thought, these dead ghosts don't understand human language, then they are too stupid and are not as good as the orcs.
"Haha," Ye Chong maintained a kind smile and pointed forward with his hand, "We are just passing by here. Please forgive me for disturbing you. Haha, goodbye, goodbye."
The three undead people still didn't speak, their eyes were empty, but they always made people feel that there was something hidden inside.
Ye Chong smiled and glanced at Huahong: "Let's go, don't disturb them here."
After finishing speaking, Ye Chong smiled and nodded to the three undead people opposite him, then took half a step back and planned to walk to the right.
At this time, the snowflakes in the air were blown wildly by the strong wind, and they hit people, causing pain.
At the same time, a group of undead people suddenly appeared in all directions, and they had already surrounded Ye Chong and the others.
"Haha," Ye Chong smiled slightly and looked at the three undead people before. The latter still had empty eyes and remained motionless. "Everyone... you don't have to be polite. Excuse me, excuse me, say goodbye, say goodbye."
"Now that we're here..." The one among the three undead people looked haggard, with very abrupt cheekbones, and a hoarse voice filled with cold cruelty, "Then let's stay."
"Hey," Ye Chong said with a smile, "doesn't this speak human language? Haha, but you're welcome, we still have things to do, so I won't leave you here."
"Stay..." the undead man in the middle seemed to be murmuring, "stay and become a servant of the emperor, enjoying the glory of death in the biting cold wind."
The next moment, the undead man in the middle opened his mouth wide and let out a cry like a night owl. His entire face also cracked, looking like a skull.
at the same time.
Click, click, click!
The undead people all around were screaming strangely and rushing forward, their heads all looking like skulls.
"Servant of the Great Emperor, I honor you for riding on a horse."
Whoosh!
Ye Chong reached into his backpack with his left hand and immediately pulled out the almost transparent starry sky blade. The length and width could not be seen, only the murderous aura was overwhelming, which was three points colder than the biting cold wind around him.
Clang!
Huahong pulled out the flaming sword with her backhand, and sparks suddenly burst out. Snowflakes flew nearby and fled, and the scene instantly became a mess.
boom!
The war is about to break out.
The starry sky blade swung forward, like an overwhelming force, directly blasting all the seven or eight undead people in front of them into dregs.
Buzz!
The flaming sword swept out like a wall of burning flames, and all the undead people affected collapsed and dissipated with screams.
For a moment, the scene was alternating between hot and cold, strong winds were raging, and the smell of something burning was permeated everywhere.
It's just that there are too many undead people.
Once one wave falls, a new wave will immediately emerge from the swirling ice and snow.
Ye Chong did not sense too many energy and blood fluctuations from the undead people, but judging from their offensive and defensive capabilities, most of these guys should be equivalent to the cultivation level of junior martial arts warriors.
Speaking of which, the beings in this realm that he is currently killing can basically be described as chopping melons and vegetables. There is nothing wrong with that.
It's just that the energy and blood are consumed too quickly.
Especially with overwhelming group attacks, every move is a massive release of energy and blood.
The key is that there are too many undead people, one after another. Even if he uses battle points to replenish his energy and blood, he can't supply the loss of energy and blood at all.
Not to mention bonuses.
At first, she used the Wall of Flame to massacre the undead, but after a while, she no longer dared to use the move more aggressively, and even the flames on the Flame Sword became much smaller.
no way.
Looking at the current situation, once the energy and blood are exhausted, even the martial arts body skills will not be able to be used, and the only choice is to wait for death.
"Huahong, follow me closely."
Ye Chong whispered something, then flicked his left hand forward, and suddenly a small black mirror with red background shot out, and then circled and danced. The heat wave was raging in the place it passed, and the sound of sizzling was endless. Every time
All the undead people were scattered in panic and confusion, unable to escape.