With a frenzied howl, a pitch-black mask fell into a mass of rotten flesh in the turquoise sea of fire, and at that moment, the rotten flesh staggered to its feet.

At this time, most of Yu Chenen's flesh and blood were burned by the surging ghost fire, and he was forcibly reduced from a mountain of flesh to the size of a room, and his body was extremely thin, leaving only a mass of charred and tattered flesh and blood.

"I... I can't die yet, I haven't won the favor of my lord, I still want to serve my lord forever, my supreme me, I... Pray to you, your humble believer, that I... Don't want to die!"

Just a small part of his head shook desperately, the strange ghost fire wrapped around his body like a maggot attached to the bone, and he stumbled to the ground, Yu Chenen's only remaining eye burst out with a strong desire to survive, and crawled towards the mountain of corpses in the distance inch by inch.

Climbing to the edge of the corpse mountain, the shrinking mass of flesh and blood squirmed, devouring the corpse frantically, he wanted to live, live!

The mask mixed with its flesh and blood appeared strangely at this moment, and a dark green flame ignited in its hollow eyes, as if it had come to life, and it was clinging to the rotten flesh.

Yu Chenen, who was in the pile of corpses, trembled slightly, and he felt that his flesh was suddenly melting, like glue sticking to the corpses on the corpse mountain, and he couldn't help but let out a painful roar.

Then the whole corpse mountain began to tremble wildly, and then the corpse mountain also came to life strangely, countless hideous corpses woke up, exuding a monstrous bloody aura, one by one the heads opened their empty eyes, the demons danced wildly, and thousands of pairs of arms, legs and feet were waving wildly.

In the end, the mountain of corpses dozens of meters high climbed up lumbly and slowly, and the corpses were all flesh and blood glued together, indistinguishable from each other.

And on the mountainside of the corpse mountain, the corpse pile squirmed, and a mask drilled out, embedded in it, and a pair of eyes swayed with turquoise flames, as if it were the head of the entire corpse mountain.

"Thank you, great lord, for your kindness! a bunch of damned ants, offer your despair and destruction to please your lord!"

The black veins turned, looked at the battle in the distance, and let out a buzzing roar, the ground shook, and the whole mountain of corpses slowly crawled, rushing all the way, leaving the ruins of the dead city, and killing to the front line.

Chu Xiong, who was fighting bloodily, was slightly stunned, the earth was shaking, and he hurriedly looked in the direction of the fallen city, where a monstrous aura of blood resentment was rapidly approaching.

When he saw a terrifying corpse mountain crawling over from a distance, even he took a cold breath, what kind of monster is this, he felt the extreme cruelty and death breath, which made his heart sink in, it seems that Cheng Ying is probably more than lucky.

This breath... Even if it's even more terrifying than Lord Ghost Sword Venerable!

He was very uneasy about the appearance of such a terrifying evil spirit, but after looking at the stalemate battlefield of life and death, it was impossible for them to retreat anymore, and they could only fight to the end, otherwise they would only die even worse.

In fact, most of the other people on the battlefield were also aware of this abnormal movement, and when they found the approaching corpse mountain monsters, they were all shocked and their morale was hit, while the ghosts screamed even more excitedly, and the battlefield was in a precarious situation for a while.

"This battle, for the sake of the human race, for the sake of the family and country, for the sake of relatives, everyone, kill and kill!"

Seeing this scene, Chu Xiong hurriedly roared, and with a sword, he wiped out a wave of ghosts, standing in the air like a ghost, boosting the morale of the army, and then he himself did not hesitate to turn to the approaching corpse mountain monster.

As the highest combat force of this crusade army, one of the princes of the Great Chu State, he must take action to stop the other party, and he must not show any cowardice, otherwise the morale will collapse, and there will be no life or death!

"I am the Great Chu Imperial Family, the guardian of the human race, the evil spirit, the monk of my generation, why fear life and death!"

"If you can only go to hell to get rid of it, then why should I go to hell!"

Chu Xiong was already carrying the will to die, and the ghost sword in his hand completely exploded, and the terrifying Yin Qi fluctuations pierced the sky, tearing everything along the way, and killing the corpse mountain with the decisive momentum of tens of millions of people.

"Kill!"

"Evil spirits, we will not die!"

"Your Highness, I wish you a helping hand!"

The Terran army also erupted in an earth-shattering roar, with tragedy, anger and pride, the sluggish army was shaken, their eyes were red, as if they remembered some blood feud, with a gaze of death as home, frantically fighting.

Many ghost swordsmen even burst out of the ghost sword in unison, with a long rainbow of momentum, following Chu Xiong's whereabouts, and fearlessly killing the corpse mountain monster that exuded a depressing aura.

Perhaps their Terrans are not perfect, they have selfishness, fear, strife, hesitation, and even traitors, but it is undeniable that there is never a shortage of Terran backbones in such an environment.

Led by Chu Xiong, who broke out, countless black sword lights were like a net covering heaven and earth, and one after another sword lights quickly swept across the body, and one by one, the arms and heads of the teeth and claws were cut off, and the corpse mountain hurriedly protected the mask.

Although it was nothing compared to his sheer size, the slow-moving Corpse Mountain was enraged and felt insulted again, he was the most devout believer in our lord, but these stupid ants resisted again and again.

Clearly... What a great honor it is to please our Lord with death!

"You... Damn it!"

The pile of corpses squirmed, countless heads cried wolf in unison, hundreds of tentacles shot out like bullets, the piercing sound of breaking the air shook the eardrums, and one by one the tentacles pierced through the roaring figures, and then rolled them back.

The corpses on the corpse pile had a strange color, as if they were warmly welcoming their new partners, and countless arms stretched out, dragging these ghostly and demonic guys into the corpse pile, and in the painful wail, they forcibly integrated them into the corpse mountain family.

The humans' expressions struggled and distorted, their eyes gradually hollowed, and finally they smiled eerily and turned into one of them.

"Bastard!"

After dodging the attacks of a large number of tentacles one after another, watching the comrades-in-arms who had just fought side by side being dragged into the corpse pile and turning into a painful member of it, even death was a luxury, Chu Xiong's heart was filled with monstrous anger.

made the posture of drawing the sword and slashing, this is the most suitable death-level move for the ghost sword, a sword is divided into life and death, but the requirements for training are very high, not only need talent, but also need time to raise the sword.

An extreme sword light forced the darkness, Chu Xiong stabbed straight at the mask on the mountainside, although he was angry, he had not lost his mind yet, the attack just now was also trying his best to find the weak, and the abnormality of that mask was the largest, he was betting, and he could only bet.

Yu Chenen, who was in the mask body, looked at this fleeting black sword light, and showed a sarcastic smile, and countless tentacles erupted in unison like a Gatling gun, facing the difficulties, then try to see who shoots faster.

After all, the gap in cultivation was too big, and with the rare opportunity of special evolution, Yu Chenen stepped into the ranks of medium evil creatures with half a foot, and when he was about to approach the corpse mountain, the black sword light slowly dissipated.

Chu Xiong stared at the big eyes of unwillingness, and was pierced by more than a dozen tentacles, his body was thin and he knelt in the air with a thin body, and finally was dragged into the corpse pile and turned into a member of the corpse mountain.

"Sacrifice your death!"

The mountain of corpses moved again, looking down at the human army below, setting off a bloody storm, with a cruel smile on his face, all of them are integrated with me, serve the great Lord!

This is the supreme glory, and only by giving everything can we be worthy of the favor of our Lord!