"Get on your knees!" He Xiaofeng shouted again, this time he used the Divine Word Technique. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info god-like will shattered the sound of the undead, Brown Roth was spurted out by a mouthful of blood, his body could not bear the pressure, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Kneel again!" Blackclaw laughed, "In front of the Divine Envoy, you are all weak chickens! ”

It's so strong! Brown Roth knew that he had encountered a hard stubble, "Late stage of the Pseudo-Holy Order!" Damn, do you think you can be arrogant? Father, it's your turn! ”

It shot out with a bloody light and shot into the castle, calling out to his silent father, the second-generation ancestor of the Roth family.

"Who's calling me?" On the fresco of the castle, a gentleman magician in noble appearance floats out of it. This is a ghost, he has been around for more than six hundred years, and the undead fire in his body is incomparably vigorous, emitting a terrible white light.

The second-generation ancestor of the Roth family, renamed Ghost Roth, the pseudo-saint rank peak ghost, floated through the walls of the castle and floated over.

He saw the row of children and grandchildren kneeling on the ground, and he was furious.

"A bunch of waste, what a shame for the Roth family!" Ghost Roth scolded, but those descendants were still oppressed by He Xiaofeng's momentum and couldn't get up at all.

Their faces were ashamed, and they gritted their teeth and said, "Ancestor, this enemy is too strong, and only you can deal with it!" ”

Ghost Roth looked at He Xiaofeng and the others, and his gaze stayed on He Xiaofeng.

"If you dare to offend the majesty of my Rott family, I will refine your body into an undead, tie your soul to the castle, and burn it with soul fire every day, making you feel painful!"

"That's a lot of nonsense, you're the second? Let your ancestors come out! He Xiaofeng's momentum is not false at all, "As for you, kneel in a row with them!" ”

"Look for death!" Ghost Roth has lived for so long, and he has never seen such an arrogant person as He Xiaofeng. The momentum of his pseudo-saint rank peak burst out, and the entire castle was enveloped in his strong ghostly aura.

Black Claw and the others trembled, and even Xiang Ziying felt a huge pressure and had to raise her strength to block it.

"Enjoy the burning of the soul fire!" As soon as Ghost Rot's voice fell, an overwhelming ghost fire burned over. They pass through walls and everything in kind, and they can burn people's souls directly!

"Soul fire? It's just the lowest level of divine consciousness flames! He Xiaofeng said disdainfully.

In the fantasy plane, martial artists can refine their own pulse fire through cultivation, or they can devour the different fires of heaven and earth and turn them into their own use.

And the Xianxia position has even more research in this regard, what Danhuo, Samadhi True Fire, etc., all of which crush this soul fire.

He Xiaofeng's Divine Consciousness Technique was used, and a star wheel appeared in front of him, spinning rapidly, forming a whirlpool.

A powerful attraction came from this vortex, engulfing all the soul fire into it, and it was gone!

"How is that possible!" Ghost Roth exclaimed, "My soul fire, but the undead magic of the pseudo-holy order, only light magic can restrain it, what kind of magic are you?" ”

"Why don't you try it?" He Xiaofeng pushed the star wheel forward and shot it at Ghost Rot.

Ghost Rot's body could not be harmed, but he could sense the danger of this star wheel, and quickly turned into a puff of smoke and burrowed into the castle wall.

The starwheel exploded, blowing up half of the castle!

"It's a bit of strength, but you can't beat me after all!" Ghost Roth appeared above them, his body became transparent and huge, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and said, "Come out, undead scourge!" ”

"Scourge of the Dead!" The necromancers kneeling on the ground all shouted in surprise, "It's this magic, this intruder is finished!" ”

"Father's spiritual power is already so strong that it is estimated that he is only one step away from the Holy Rank!" Brown Roth looked at his smiling father and felt his majestic magic.

Around the castle of the dead, a large amount of dark magic poured into the mountain of corpses. Originally, there were only some sluggish little undead there, but after the blessing of the undead natural disaster, the soul fire in the heads of those undead was fiercely enhanced, and the breath was also enhanced.

The rest of the corpses also stood up one by one, and all the dead creatures came back to life!

Beneath the earth, buried in the graves, were more powerful corpses. They also felt the call of the undead and crawled out.

Dense crowds of undead poured into the castle, among which there were not only the existence of the Great Knight Realm, but even the undead of the Legendary Realm! There are so many of them, it seems that they can easily drown He Xiaofeng and the others!

"Hahahaha, undead, start your feast!" Ghost Roth laughed. In the face of so many undead attacks, even if He Xiaofeng is a pseudo-saint rank, he will quickly run out of magic power and be killed by the undead!

As for the undead killed by He Xiaofeng, they should be regarded as cannon fodder. As long as you get He Xiaofeng's corpse, you can earn it back.

"Divine Messenger, what shall we do?" Blackclaw shouted. His subordinates were already shuddering and huddled together, crying and screaming.

He Xiaofeng said calmly: "Don't worry, everyone is a slave of the God of Dark War, even if it is a corpse, they don't dare to offend his divine might!" ”

These undead can be killed by spending the power of faith, but they don't need to be so troublesome. Because his divine sense is far more powerful than that of Ghost Rot, if he can control the undead, why can't he himself?

Under He Xiaofeng's divine sense, Ghost Rot's body separated into countless silk threads, controlling the undead one by one.

He turned his mind into a blade and cut through the threads. Ghost Roth is a ghost, and his consciousness is injured as much as a serious injury, and he screams miserably.

He Xiaofeng took over his control, and all the undead suddenly stopped and knelt down towards He Xiaofeng!

Seeing this scene, one of the necromancers of the Roth family dropped their jaws in surprise, and two eyeballs fell out, and they hurriedly put them back in place.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Brown Roth asked in a panic, "Isn't his father a match for this man?"

"Even the second-generation ancestor can't beat him, who is he?"

"Long live the Divine Messenger! The god of dark war is immortal! Blackpaw led his men to shout again. After seeing this scene, they worshiped the god of dark war incomparably, and these terrifying undead were all scum in front of the gods!

Ghost Roth burrowed into the wall, ready to slip away. He Xiaofeng shouted: "Kneel!" ”

The power of the Divine Word shook his injured consciousness like Tarzan overpowering him, crushing his ghost body and falling to the ground in a kneeling position, lined up with his children and grandchildren.

He was humiliated, but helpless. (To be continued.) )