Gu Fangyan heard the roar of an iceberg cracking between heaven and earth, and it sounded like a bell from a distance, and the Sanskrit sound of the bronze ancient bell was higher than a sound, shaking through the streets and alleys. The roar rose from the bottom and climbed upwards, like a dragon's groan. He saw a thick black mist come towards the young man like a tsunami, and in an instant the man had turned into a demon.

Gu Fangyan didn't know if he was describing it appropriately, but the scene in front of him was completely beyond the scope of what a normal person could understand...... The man had turned into a devil in the shadows, his fangs and claws were sharp, his ten fingers were curved like sharp daggers, his whole body was covered with heavy striped armor, and the surface of the armor was covered with a faint blue blood light, like blood, but it was extremely cold.

Thousands of undead roared at the soles of his feet, and invisible ghosts struggled to crawl out of the ground, but they were imprisoned by absolute coercion. They tore in selfless rage, as if they were cheering, as if they were crying bitterly.

The noise of countless iron chains staggering and colliding faintly sounded in the black mist, and the spear military flags rustled in the wind, and the atmosphere was as solemn as if the Yin soldiers were crossing the border. Gu Fangyan panicked, his whole body trembled, and the invisible majesty made him feel the urge to kneel.

Ming...... No, at this moment he should be called a king, he was born in the ultimate darkness, but his body is as noble as a god. His hideous and mighty armor shimmered with a deep glow, his dark long fluttered in the wind, his sickle-like curved hook horns were like cold snake teeth, and his face was hidden in the shadows under the helmet, only his pupils swayed and danced in the shadows like ghostly fire.

His body is as tall as an iron tower, and the emperor looks down on all beings, like a tower, incomparable.

Like a beast that has just woken up from its long sleep, the king slowly looks around, as if he is understanding and adapting to this rapidly changing world. The next moment he waved his hand at the air, and the wall in front of him seemed to have been summoned in some way, and countless cracks suddenly cracked from the center, and from the cracks poured out a faint blue light like an iceberg under the sea.

The cracks destroyed the walls of the alley, and in an instant the entire alleyway was filled with an eerie glow, and countless yin charms fell off the walls like autumn leaves, and no one knew when they appeared.

However, the real horror is still to come, hundreds of undead spirits poured out of those cracks in the walls, they broke through the walls horizontally or vertically, desperately dragging their broken bodies out, the space seemed to be out of the original order here, in the realm of the king, the yang realm will be replaced by the netherworld.

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The long knife slashed out like lightning, cutting off an undead who was about to break through the space, they were wearing hard armor, and the blade buzzed uncontrollably after the blade was cut, Cheng Xinuo's palm was numb, and she pouted in pain.

In the blink of an eye, several undead had emerged from the cracks in the walls, shaped like skeletons and clad in metal armor of unknown texture, which had been corrupted and weathered for thousands of years, and were extremely damaged and rusty.

Legend has it that these spirits are the attendants of the king's general, and if the king is the commander of an army, then they are soldiers who fight to the death, and they are fearless because they have been dead for thousands of years.

The undead are not self-conscious, they have already given their souls to the king, but if they sense the existence of a yang magnetic field around them, they will become restless and violent like a pack of wolves smelling blood, and will do everything in their power to destroy the source of the yang magnetic field.

At this moment, Cheng Xinuo is the only source of yang energy magnetic field.

"Damn ......," she arched her nose in resentment, raising her knife and slashing at her attacking undead, whose broad skeleton was enough to prove that it was much taller than the average undead, wielding a spiked meteor hammer and wielding the chains that held the hammer in place.

Its movements were clumsy, and Cheng Xinuo easily dodged the hammer's impact, as she swung the blade right into its elbow. Surprisingly, the armor of these undead was so heavy that it was covered with flint-like rough rust, and the blade of the blade stuck in the gap between the elbows of the armor could not be pulled out!

Cheng Xinuo was shocked, the second swing of the meteor hammer followed, she rotated the blade of the knife, her body panned along the trajectory of the knife, and the powerful dragging force directly cut off the arm of the undead.

Her knife was swift and her body was extremely light, and the moment she severed the undead's arm, she lifted her toes to use its body as a pedal, and the next moment her whole body leaned back and leaped into the air. She backflipped like a gymnast, drawing a graceful curve in mid-air, and dozens of undead beneath her roared at her with knives, axes, and spears.

It's like a scene from a zombie movie, where countless walking corpses roar to tear apart the last remaining humans, and these undead in front of them are no different from zombies, they are unconscious, and only the killing instinct dominates them. The only difference may be that the zombies are not armoured, and most zombies usually do not have weapons in their hands......

To the Exorcists, the undead seem to be far easier to deal with than the Lost, they have no tactics and are noticeably more clumsy in their actions. But the fear in Cheng Xinuo's heart at this moment almost swallowed her, these undead have wandered in the dark underworld for thousands of years, exuding extreme death and decay in their breath, they are monsters that have gone through countless reincarnations, the undead army that has escaped death, with unimaginable resentment and madness.

These are the most desperate enemies, they don't suffer, they don't fear death, they are endless, and everything rots wherever they go.

It was just a thought that Cheng Xinuo had already returned to the ground, and the moment she landed, her heel suddenly lost balance, and the whole person fell backwards as if she had been shot.

A moment of panic flashed in his heart, and Cheng Xinuo felt a softness behind him, as if he had fallen into a person's arms.

"There are too many of them for you to handle. Ling Chenxuan's voice sounded from above her head, his body was tense like a bow, and the rain slowly flowed down his cheeks along the ends of his hair.

"But, but......" Cheng Xinuo was at a loss to break free from his arms, "...... Gu Fangyan didn't know where to go. ”

Her voice stammered, as if choked.

Ling Chenxuan put his arm around her and gradually forced, "Believe me, he'll be fine." As he spoke, he took Cheng Xinuo back, holding a knife in one hand, and the number of undead around them increased exponentially.

"Senior, what are you kidding? Gu Fangyan, he's just an ordinary person!" Cheng Xinuo gritted his teeth and still refused to leave, "At least for now!"

They were surrounded by dozens of undead, clad in heavy armor, their bodies exuding deathly ghostly fire, cold and turbulent, spears full of spikes wrapped around thick chains, striking, colliding with each other.

The number of undead is still increasing endlessly, and more and more undead are breaking through from all unimaginable corners, and the space is completely chaotic at this moment. Their bodies burned with a faint blue fire, and their skulls hissed like hungry beasts.

Ling Chenxuan's pupils contracted, and in the next moment, an invisible spirit array burst out from the soles of his feet, quickly generating a miniature field filled with yang energy magnetic fields around him, and several spirit runes floated out from his lining, and they were suspended around the two of them in turn.

"I'll get you out of here. He swung his knife and slashed one of the thunder talismans, the blade burst into blazing white lightning, the green tendons on the back of the hand holding the handle of the knife faintly appeared, and the dark coat rustled in the torrential rain.

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No one knows at the moment, in the dark and rainy night, the Pagani supercar roars and accelerates in the narrow alleyway, and the body cuts through the torrential rain like a sharp blade.

Luo Fan lowered the window glass and let the wind and rain drench him, and he galloped through the shower, the notes playing on the car stereo blown to pieces by the sharp wind.

He looked up at the sky through the windshield, and everything in the distance was like a miracle. The crumbling walls around them were uprooted in pieces, no one knew what the ultimate power was, the blue walls and countless pieces of rubble suspended in the air, all of which defied physics at this moment, and they were bound together by invisible ties towards the very center of the storm.

The space in this area was disrupted by the king, and the heavens and the earth were turned upside down, like a broken Rubik's cube, and every part of its square was misplaced. Endless undead emerge from the cracks in the twisted space, either in mid-air or underground, laughing and crying.

A dull roar of thunder suddenly erupted between the distant lines of heaven and earth, as if some huge object had been shattered, and the earth fell apart like a glacier.

From the very center of the storm slowly rises a large black obsidian with smooth and flat facets. As the obsidian continues to climb, countless intricate patterns emerge on the dark stone walls, and a strange blue glow emerges from the depths of the lines.

The heavy lines are intertwined to create a magnificent ukiyo-e painting, with the demons of hell towering as mountains and their heads with Satan-like hooks. Its arms and thighs were wrapped in extremely thick and long chains, and in each hand it held a small imp, one of which was held to its mouth and bitten.

"Looks like it's in big trouble. Luo Fan couldn't help but sigh, but there was no regret in his expression. The heavy metal rock music in his ears suddenly became clear and stirring like the roar of war drums, and he turned up the volume of the stereo to the fullest, resounding through the streets.

Pagani's roof began to retract, and the car's blade-like curved roadster smashed through the rain with fiery rock music, and the engine roared loudly. The road ahead was blocked, and countless undead had crawled out of the crumbling walls, like demons crawling out of hell.

As he drew closer and closer to the king, the sky and the ground were gradually filled with these spirits, and sparks erupted from the collision of sharp swords, filling all sides with almost weeping screams.

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Ling Chenxuan wielded the long knife, the electric light swept across the air and crackled, and in just a few tens of seconds, his Spirit Controlling Knife shuttled back and forth between the undead many times, the undead roared and was cut into two pieces by the shoulder, and more undead surged up, and the sound of chains wrapped around the knife and axe rattled.

Cheng Xinuo followed closely behind Ling Chenxuan, responsible for solving the threat behind him, and the figures of the two of them were closely intertwined between the undead, as if there was an invisible bond connecting the two. This is an extremely rare tacit understanding between exorcists, as if they were born with it.

"Senior!" Cheng Xinuo struggled to draw a knife from the chest of an undead, "As long as we are farther away from the king general, the fewer these undead will be!"

Ling Chenxuan didn't answer, of course he knew what Cheng Xinuo said, but every step they took was difficult, there seemed to be an inexplicable resistance hindering his steps, his heart was as heavy as lead, and he was so tired that he didn't even bother to beat his heart.

A stunned boy appeared in his mind in a trance, from the first day they met, he felt that kid was different, obviously he was scared to death, but he almost took his life for a bunch of broken learning materials that didn't belong to him, it was ridiculously stupid.

Maybe that kid has some kind of incomprehensible stubbornness hidden in his heart, but he shouldn't even know it.

Ling Chenxuan suddenly regretted a little, he rarely regretted it, even if he was willing to pay the price, but this time he really wanted to turn back, if he turned back, the boy might not die...... But he can only keep swinging his sword forward at the moment! There are many things that have no choice, and now he is not fighting alone, he must weigh the price to pay.

"Senior, be careful of your right!" Cheng Xinuo's reminder came from behind him, and his heart moved slightly, this senior sister who was one year younger than him had been following him for a whole year, and she was called by her seniors all day long. Even now, she has never left, clutching the long knife to break through with him, her eyes are fierce, and she looks like she is dead.

Thinking about it, it seems that he has been fighting alone for too long, and sometimes multiple helpers are not bad.

In the process of swinging the knife, the Xuan Ring on Ling Chenxuan's right index finger suddenly made a buzzing sound, he turned his head suddenly, and the fire resistance talisman in mid-air turned into several fire streams in the spirit array, and the undead were dispersed by the exploding air current, and the surging fire light illuminated Cheng Xinuo's hair dreadlocks flying in the rain.