"Undead, undead?" Zhang Chao's mouth showed a sneer, and dark purple flames swirled around the pitch-black hydra, if the holy light was the power specially used to restrain the undead, then the starlight-sunlight was the power to restrain the undead. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind was moving, as if a huge eye suddenly appeared, stirring the wind and clouds, and the black mist seemed to stop the erosion in an instant and rolled backwards, Zhang Chao took a big stride like this, rushing towards the tidal wave of dead in front of him.

"I'm in front, you're behind!"

In his body, the hot blood inherited from the dragon clan flowed, and in his meridians, the true element of starlight, hurricane, and ninja energy was transformed into a surging river, rushing through it.

Bang bang bang - the sound of the surging and vital heart beating shook the sky, like the war drums of giants, beating and intersecting to make a roar.

He wanted to roar, because under such a hearty feeling, in front of such a strong opponent, his desire to fight, which had been suppressed for too long, suddenly exploded.

"Since Annaihe, there has been no more opponent!" This is a truth, a heartfelt word, whether it is the Golden Demon or Darius, the angel, he has not felt the blood boiling like today for too long, too long.

A huge storm of sword qi spread out in all directions with his swing of the sword, and in an instant, those undead let out a wail, as if they were being tortured, and endless black smoke rose from above their heads.

The dense green ghost tide seemed to have been cut through the sword in a single moment, even though it was only a moment's worth of replenishment by the undead who had followed him.

Yorick's eyes narrowed, he carried the shovel in his hand, his steps changed from staggering to steady, like a giant, stepping out of the steps that shook the earth, this human is very strong, although not as good as him, but it seems that it is not easy to solve.

Lucian silently carried out Zhang Chao's sentence "I am in front, you are behind", he rushed towards a tall building not far away, and at the same time, two holy spears were aimed directly at not far away, and the violent advance seemed to turn into a black light of Yorick.

The light struck, and Yorick's face shrouded in the shadows became extremely gloomy: "Damn the Holy Light!"

Countless ghouls, evil spirits, skeletons, and zombies in front of him were melted into a puddle of mud by the light like a hot knife for cutting cheese, and he could feel the burning heat of the light in front of him, so he suddenly swung the shovel in his hand.

"Dying ritual!" the shovel shrouded in a dim green light swept away the fiery silver bullet of holy light as easily as a tennis racket.

But the next moment, a pitch-black sword light had already come to its eyes.

"Dark spirits!" Countless white bones condensed in front of him, and although they shattered in an instant, they were enough for him to lift the shovel again, gather the power of death, and shoot forward again.

Snort—Yorick's face became gloomy and complicated as he looked at his shovel, which had never been so badly injured for countless years, though still old.

"How could they, how could they hurt you?" his expression suddenly became sad, and in his shovel, streams of turquoise light slowly flew out, like countless fluttering butterflies, blooming with a beautiful beauty—until behind him a shimmering misty maiden was formed.

It was a very young girl, and her face shimmered green did not affect her beauty in the slightest.

"The sky in the east is blue, the sky in the north is white, and ours is dark...... "The voice of the misty maiden seemed a little sad, and the vastness was like the song of a siren banshee coming from the bottom of the sea, and the even more virus-like infection effect swept Zhang Chao's heart in an instant.

However, Zhang Chao did not stop because of his move, but instead took out his sword again, and the mysterious Yi Thousand Strikes that had been performed countless times were cast again, and at the moment when Yorick blocked, the shadow of the mystery was activated, and the next moment it appeared directly behind him, and slashed hard!

"Ahh

The faint and dusty voice and smile of that scene became vivid and visible again, and in Lucian's eyes, big tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Senna......" He held out a hand, as if to see his longing wife right in front of his eyes.

The corners of Zhang Chao's mouth showed a sneer, although he didn't know why the system failed to block the trial illusion of the snake mother, but a magic sound of this grade was far from being comparable to the realm of the same gods.

If the Snake Mother's Trial Illusion is like a delicate silicon-based liquid crystal, then the Misty Maiden is at most a farm tool used by ancient farmers to hoe and mow grass, although it is countless times stronger than the primitive bare-handed, wooden knife and stone sickle, but it still seems too thin in front of real practitioners.

"Die, evil spirit!" countless sword shadows bloomed like peacocks opening their screens, and then slowly overlapped each other, and then fell like a thunderbolt.

Yorick's eyes widened, never before in his long and long life of immortality had he felt so close to the moment of death.

However, he is also a platinum-level powerhouse in the end, and if he can easily be solved by such means alone, it will be too watery.

"The Fog of Sorrow—" The black mist filled again, and it grew thicker, and Yorick's body drifted away with the wind, as if it were a formless black mist—they merged into one.

"With this method, it's like dodging my sword, can you dodge!" Zhang Chao's body suddenly burst into blazing purple flames, like a fireball falling from the sky, burning and rushing directly into the mist.

"Since they have become like this, then even they will burn you clean!"

Like an angel's flaming sword, the sword of the black hydra was filled with raging purple fire, with the determination to purify everything, spreading with the wind, turning into a huge storm of fire.

"Wind Strike!"

A low roar like thunder sounded, and the billowing mist was swept into the sky, followed by Zhang Chao rising into the sky, and the flames of the sword qi swept out, and in an instant, I don't know how many sword blades were strangled in the mist of Yorick's incarnation.

"It's over. Zhang Chao slowly stuck the blade on the ground, don't look at him almost pressing the other party, but in fact, he has consumed a lot of physical strength, and at this time he is gasping violently and silently recovering his strength.

The flames quickly purified the black mist, and the undead like a tide were torn apart a little in this storm, and only three or two big cats and kittens were still roaring and rushing towards him.

"Hehe......"

The gloomy laughter came, and Zhang Chao, who just wanted to kill those little guys, suddenly froze the expression on his face. (To be continued.) )