Once Wang Zongchao was under siege, it was as if he was in the hell of the Asura in the sea of blood, the air was filled with blood so thick that it was almost impossible to open his eyes and breathe, and his ears were full of the crazy screams, terrible howls, and painful wails of the dead, and all that could be seen in front of him was red: empty eyes crying blood, armor that was impermeable but constantly oozing blood, and ubiquitous weapons that were completely soaked in blood but still flashed with cold light......

This is a legion, a legion that has been soaked in the sea of hell and blood for hundreds of years, soaked to rot and stinky, and then fished out and released into the world.

The deceased have completely lost the fear of death, fatigue, retreat and other characteristics that living beings should have, they ignore the price, crowded, and even trampled on each other, rushing towards Wang Zongchao from all directions, that crazy posture is completely that even if you can't hack Wang Zongchao to death with a knife or stab Wang Zongchao to death with a gun, you have to pounce up, bite Wang Zongchao to death with your teeth, and squeeze and crush Wang Zongchao to death with your body!

Wang Zongchao's spearhead pointed out, the cold light flickered, blood splashed, and the ghost cried.

Unpretentious moves, big opening and closing, indomitable momentum, silver spears like volleys of rainbows, meteor showers in the sky, like plum blossoms as brilliant, dazzling eyes. The air flow within three zhang was agitated, and the killing intent was soaring. Although it was one person and one gun, the fighting spirit and momentum were like thousands of troops rushing into the air.

One person and one shot, but he was invincible, as if he was splitting the sea, and the dead around him were like a raging tide, like thunder, like a mournful roar, like a ghost's cry, like a god's trumpet, wave after wave of rushing towards him. From time to time, he was drowned in it, but the waves passed. He rose up again, with a determined and unstoppable step, and slew Dracula in the depths of the legion of the dead. around his land. The bright red blood flowers and severed limbs and severed arms flying in the sky are like flying boats splashing against the current in the sea.

The spears stained with Van Helsing's blood, once pierced into the bodies of the dead, would collapse like sandmen washed by the tide, turning into a pile of blood.

But on the other hand, the wounds on his body. It is also increasing at a rapid rate, and this group of dead people is not afraid of death in addition to madness. Strength, speed. The combat power is no different from that of their lifetime, but they also have one of the most terrifying abilities.

Blood-Capable Erosion!

Their weapons, their fists, their every attack. They all carry the corrosive power of blood energy, and even they breathe. It is full of blood energy that is enough to turn blood into rotten bones.

If a human army of equal numbers and equal force fought against them, if it could overcome the fear of their horrific appearance. At first, there may be no distinction between superior and inferior, but if the melee is a little longer, the wounds cut by the human beings will quickly fester, the skin will come into contact with them, the blood will also be soaked in contact with them, and even the breath exhaled by them will cause the human respiratory tract and lungs to erode. In the end, the only thing that awaits humanity is death, and then it turns into a pool of blood in the legion of the dead, assimilated into one of them.

In the novel Romance of the Gods, there is an extremely terrifying blood array. The legion of the dead didn't work so quickly. But it also has this effect under the grappling!

Although Wang Zongchao's body has been trained far beyond the strength of ordinary steel. But it can't stand up everywhere. It is completely possible to cut the wood with a wire saw. Drops of water pierce the ground. Even a few ordinary axes can only leave a few white marks on him. A few ordinary iron spear dashes only left a few white spots on his skin. But hundreds of axes with bloody powers. What about thousands of blood-carrying subway guns?

Wang Zongchao tried his best to operate the internal force. According to the method that has just been comprehended not long ago. will break through the True Qi of the body. Corrosive blood from the wound can be fused into the fiery true qi. Relying on the yang to overcome the yin. Temporarily eliminates the hidden danger of blood energy eroding the body.

And yet that's it. A large amount of blood energy was incorporated, and the fire internal force was also deformedly strengthened. It overwhelmed the icy internal force of the Holy Power that was originally balanced with it. Wang Zongchao's technique was originally not long in coming. Many subtleties still need to be perfected. There are many defects. At this time, the true qi in the body was out of balance, and it suddenly became more and more disordered. And that's it. It's also starting to show up in his moves!

Once the move has stagnate. Wang Zongchao has been flying and shaking, like dozens of giant poisonous snakes flying out of the hole, and the gun is caught in an unpredictable way. A huge and brutal force clamped down on the spear "Loneliness".

Grabbed the gun to a fat man of at least three hundred kilograms. In addition to being as large as Roshan. The power is also terrifyingly great. Wang Zongchao couldn't break free from him for a while.

Dracula has killed thousands of people in the past four hundred years, and there are many strong ones, although most of them and the damage in the Eastern world cannot be recovered for the time being, but this is obviously an exception. And by now, Wang Zongchao's body and gun, the most lethal "source blood" for the dead, has been exhausted.

After a slight pause, more than a dozen pairs of bleeding hands stretched out and grabbed the second spear, and under the pull, the spear "Lonely" was about to break away from Wang Zongchao's grasp.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen knives, guns, swords, and axes unceremoniously beckoning around him.

With a sharp pain all over his body, Wang Zongchao's mouth let out an earth-shattering dragon roar, and his already quite tall body actually expanded significantly, and the countless small cyclones that originally surrounded his body expanded rapidly, and the fluctuations visible to the naked eye spread out like ripples in the air.

The dozen or so dead closest to him, whether they were grabbing his spear or attacking him, were thrown out in all directions like paper figures blown by a strong wind, and from the sky they looked like a huge wave suddenly exploded in a sea of blood.

However, the fat man, who was like a mountain of meat and had infinite strength, actually grabbed the other end of the spear, and Wang Zongchao's spear tip had just been lifted up more than a meter high, and it was pressed down by his huge weight.

There were two clicks, and the hard rocky ground under his feet was cracked.

"Don't ...... Think...... Block my way!" Wang Zongchao's muscles in both hands skyrocketed. His face was bruised, and his feet were getting more and more curved. For a moment, his neck bulged, his Adam's apple rolled, and his clothes were torn. Bitter and mournful: "Get up!"

Wang Zong was about to collapse, even if he was with amazing courage, at this moment of fighting alone, he couldn't help but be exhausted. The moment he knelt down, the Ice and Fire True Qi on his body that was about to lose its balance would reverse and devour the Lord, thus taking his life.

Maybe you don't have to wait until then. At this time, the undead army rolled and gathered, and a team of iron horsemen had already completed the formation. In the sound of rumbling iron hooves galloping. Even the earth trembled violently with overwhelming burden. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen heavy knight's spears. With the speed of a horse galloping, with the domineering of an iron horse rush. Flashing blood-colored light, he stabbed towards Wang Zongchao, who had been suppressed in place!

Suddenly......

A dense burst of gunfire rang out, and a torrent of furious metal cut countless red-hot bullet marks in the air, crushing the rushing subway riders. Although it will not immediately turn into a pool of blood, it will not collapse for a while.

"Are you coming? you guys, these are ...... desperately" Wang Zongchao said without looking back, he already knew who was coming.

"You don't call us to charge, do you think you're the only one of the bastards here?"

"You are not the only one who can fight here!" Zhao Yingkong took back the dragon-slaying dagger that had just cut the neck of the big fat man, and a rare hint of mockery appeared on his frosty face, "Okay, let's see what we are capable of those of us who are thought to be weaker than you!"

However, compared to her relaxed tone, her current appearance was not easy, the original white and delicate face like a porcelain doll had been eroded by the ubiquitous blood energy in several small places, so thin that it was close to translucent, and the red subcutaneous tissue loomed, which was unbearable to witness.

In this land where the dead are rampant, people who don't have the means to resist blood erosion are so vulnerable! This is the result of this female assassin having used her agile body skills to the limit to avoid being splashed directly by blood!

"I really want to run, but I know that if I walk away like this, I won't be me anymore! I'll just be a walking corpse full of, urine and blood!" The stirring and gasping words came from Zheng Zhe, who had just thrown his spear and crushed a few blood horses rushing towards him.

"I don't have the reason to sit aside and watch others fulfill the family's sacred vow!" Princess Anna's words flickered like a scimitar in her hand.

Zhan Lan did not speak, but recited a mantra and blessed Wang Zongchao with a "fatigue recovery" white magic.

"In that case, let's rush together! Even if the end point in front of us is hell!" In the short time that his companions had shared most of the pressure, Wang Zongchao had already suppressed the backlash of his true qi with his deep internal strength, and with a wave of his spear, he rushed towards the endless dead in front of him, who still had no end in sight.

The sea of the dead roared and boiled violently again, this time, the sea of blood continued to explode fierce flames, and the reincarnators forced their way forward in the dense crowd of the dead with the firepower of a metal storm, and bombarded the array of the dead with bombs, so that the tide of the dead that continued to surge like a tsunami and landslide again and again collapsed.

They even used white phosphorus bombs and incendiary petrol bombs, and the blinding flames could not extinguish even the almost infinite amount of blood in front of them, causing countless dead to be completely reduced to ashes in the scorching flames.

The flames even involved them from time to time, and they were only able to support it because Wang Zongchao himself was not afraid of the flames, and he was able to lower the temperature around him with his icy true qi, and the combat uniform could also withstand the temporary super high temperature.

If you look at it in the sky, you will see as if there is a roaring fire dragon raging in the boundless sea of blood, and it wants to turn the sea of blood into scorched earth, but the sea of blood is still unfathomable.

At this time, although there is a strong fire support, but the pressure of the reincarnation is still extremely great, the dead are not afraid of death, extremely tenacious, even if they are beaten into a hornet's nest, they can desperately rush up and then turn into a pile of blood in front of you that is enough to rot flesh and bones, although it is not as domineering as alien blood, but the erosion effect is more pervasive, it seems to be able to penetrate deep into your body, so that you unconsciously relax your muscles and soften your bones.

And their number is so amazing, boundless, guns like a forest, knives like prison, but they still retain most of the combat consciousness before life, when the guns are swept in, they actually know how to erect a dense shield wall to resist, and counterattack with a bow and crossbow, although the bow and crossbow are not enough to break the combat uniform, but it brings them a lot of interference.

What's even worse is that from time to time, there will be a strong color that surpasses ordinary people, which is difficult to prevent.

Although Overlord, Arnold, Zhan Lan and the others were wearing combat uniforms, even high-tech materials were not immune to blood energy erosion, and after being stabbed countless times with knives and swords, they were already in tatters, and the blood continued to seep out of the holes, flowing more and more, and they couldn't stop.

Bleeding is only the most basic effect that blood can injure.

Suddenly, a sharp axe flashed red and slashed at Arnold, who raised his arm to block it, but the axe still broke through his protective suit, chopping off his left arm and sinking into his left chest.

It was a warrior with fighting spirit before death, and after death, fighting energy was also assimilated into blood energy, although this axe did not sink deeply, but everyone knows that in terms of the corrosive power of blood energy, I am afraid that Arnold will not only have rotten lungs, but also rotten hearts.

"My ...... The owner has ...... Die, too...... Go first!" Arnold's words choked with blood in his throat, making it difficult to hear, and then, he held the axe with his backhand, and hugged the owner of the axe, and his burly and muscular body puffed up the remaining strength and rushed desperately into the depths of the dense sea of the dead.

"What are you going to do?" Zheng Zha habitually wanted to pull him back, but the overlord had already said coldly: "Don't bother, Chu Xuan has installed a self-detonation device for each combat uniform that can be disassembled and assembled......"

“…… But we didn't take it off!" With these words, a violent explosion suddenly erupted from the direction of the Sea of the Dead that Arno rushed into, and the fiery shock wave of the explosion swept through the four fields with dripping blood, enveloping the entire army of the dead in flames.

"No!" The hot blood also splashed on Zheng Zhe's body, causing him to be confused in his heart, unable to distinguish whether the blood on his face was splashed or his own tears.

However, when he turned his eyes, the people around him didn't seem to be very excited about this, and they were still engrossed in the fight. Wang Zongchao, who took the lead, didn't even tremble in his movements, but waved his spear and sealed the throats of the five dead in front of him with great precision.

"What are you excited about? If you don't die like this, how can you die? Do you let yourself be dragged to the ground by the dead, let them share their soft ** and warm blood, and watch your muscles and skin be torn apart together, countless pairs of cold hands inserted into the internal organs and then pulled out, countless knives, guns, swords, halberds and then chop yourself into pieces, and finally be completely turned into blood by the ubiquitous blood?" Anna saw that Zheng Zhe's love was wrong, and said coldly.

"That's right, since I'm here, I should have this consciousness a long time ago!" Zheng Zha smiled self-deprecatingly, and rushed forward with two more javelins.

Because of letting go of the knot, Zheng Zhe felt that his body, which should have been tired to the limit, seemed to have become much more relaxed, and the two javelins flew up and down, turning one dead after another back into blood.

There are no people who are born to kill and dare to kill, but if you kill more people, you will get used to it.