In the violent explosion, blood-stained stumps flew one after another, dead and wounded, wailing and roaring.

A strong smell of blood suddenly filled the air.

Only Ryuichiro Yagyu, the Pope of the Holy See of Light, and several other top masters were fine, and they broke away from the formation at the last moment and avoided misfortune.

Of course, this also accelerated the disintegration of the Great Array, which was a betrayal to those who formed the Great Array.

However, they don't have any psychological burden, anyway, everyone is not familiar with each other, not to mention that even if they don't leave, the big array won't last long.

As for Li Kun, the formation master, he couldn't get out of the eye of the formation, he was in the center of the explosion, and at this moment, most of his body disappeared, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Just one symbol has cracked our big array, it's so powerful, we are not an opponent at all!" A master hid in the clouds, his pale face full of horror.

Ryuichiro Yanagi was sweating like rain, his body was trembling uncontrollably, and he conveyed his thoughts to the man, "Don't speak, don't make any movements, you can't be discovered by him!"

The Pope of the Holy See of Light had a pale face, his eyes were full of fear and shock, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse, as if he remembered the first time he was killed.

Ling Yu walked among the corpses, covered with flesh and blood, miserable, but his expression was unwavering.

"He must have thought we had taken refuge in the temple. A master in the clouds secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Those ten Thai witch gods are going to suffer......"

At this moment, Ling Yu suddenly raised his head, and several people hiding in the clouds suddenly burst into flames and flew away immediately.

Rumble!

There was a big explosion in the air, and one of the masters reacted a little slower, and was directly blasted into a ball of meat sauce.

Looking at this scene, the rest of them gasped for breath, and their hearts were cold.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, a master exclaimed, Ling Yu's figure actually appeared like a ghost, and the master closest to him was directly torn in half by him!

"Don't run away, fight to the death!"

Ryuichiro Yanagi shouted loudly, pulled out the sword, and in an instant, the light was surging and the flames were terrifying, emitting a terrifying high temperature.

"Only a war can have a chance of survival!" the Pope also realized something, and his voice was deafening, "You hurry up and complete the ritual and summon the army of lichs, we won't last long!"

As he spoke, he waved his scepter, and the holy light on his body soared, and a huge and majestic god phantom appeared behind him.

Seeing this, the others also joined the battle.

All the tricks blasted towards Ling Yu, like a torrential rain pouring down, and for a while, the energy boiled and stirred, and the violent aura turned into a hurricane and swept away, extremely fierce and murderous intent.

Ling Yu was wrapped in it and didn't come out for a long time, it was hard to imagine that someone could survive such an attack.

Everyone couldn't help but glance at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

Could it be ......

Ling Yu was killed by them?

"Don't take it lightly, you all use your strongest moves, and then feed him!" Ryuichiro Yagyu's kind face had already become hideous and distorted, like an evil ghost.

Rumble!

With an explosion, under the frightened gaze of everyone, a bright golden light penetrated the heavens and the earth, and the figure in the golden light was like a god and demon, slowly stepping into the air, and the energy that tried to invade his body dissolved in the void before it touched him.

"How can this be ......"

Ryuichiro Yanagi stared at Ling Yu's unharmed body, his heart sank, revealing a look of despair, he was deeply aware of the insurmountable gap between the two sides.

However, the strong will cultivated for hundreds of years made it impossible for him to wait for death obediently.

The short sword in Ryuichiro Yanagi's hand was full of flames, more than ten zhang long, very terrifying, leaving a vast sea of fire between the waves, as if it could burn everything!

The overwhelming flames rolled in, and Ling Yu raised his hand and shook it in the void.

"Roar!"

The sea of fire that Ryuichiro Yagyu unleashed changed, and the twists and twists continued to compress, finally condensing into a fireball the size of a thumb with an energy density worthy of terrifying.

Ling Yu flicked his fingers, and a small fireball flew towards Ryuichiro Yanagi.

The latter was stunned, Ling Yu's methods were simply miraculous, compressing such a huge amount of energy into such a small form was not something that a human could do......

He stabbed the knife in his hand, and the knife melted the moment it touched the fireball, and the small fireball floated slowly, and Yagyu Ryuichiro didn't want to dodge, and he couldn't dodge.

He didn't even scream, and he was burned to the point that there was nothing left of the dregs.

"Die!"

Taking advantage of this gap, the Pope sneaked up from behind Ling Yu, and the god phantom pressed his palm on Ling Yu, and the heavens and the earth trembled in the dull roar, and the holy light stirred.

This blow, the Pope paid the price of half of his life, it was a killing blow!

Ling Yu raised his head, his pupils glowed, like two rounds of scorching sun, and then two terrifying beams of light shot up into the sky, tearing the god's palm and piercing his skull.

The Pope was shocked and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You're dead. ”

Ling Yu walked past him, his calm voice was like the whisper of death, the Pope's head fell silently, and the rest of the people looked blank and desperate.

At this moment, a monstrous power erupted in the distance, and a terrifying black qi rose up to the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and the terrible howl spread, making people's scalps tingle.

"They succeeded, it's an army of lichs!"

The earth cracked, the sky trembled, and the lich formed a huge army, black and crushed, crushing everything in its path.

The Ten Witch Gods took the form of the Lich King, with huge bodies and terrifying flesh, and joined the Lich army to lead the army.

They walked towards Ling Yu, and the momentum was immense, and each of them looked hideous and terrifying, with huge and evil eyes, and had quietly used some kind of means.

Bang bang bang......

Suddenly, the heads of those who had not yet been killed by Ling Yu burst out, and their bodies fell limp down.

Little did they know that they were also within range of the Lich army.

It's a mental attack that hits the brain!

"I'm so powerful, I don't need you anymore!" one of the ten Lich Kings sneered.

The other looked at Ling Yu sarcastically and said, "You shouldn't have come alone, although the lich is not powerful, it has secret methods. If your flesh is strong, we will kill your soul. We have too many ways to make you die......"

Ling Yu's face was unwavering, which surprised the Ten Lich Kings, and it stands to reason that he should have rolled on the ground in pain.

Ling Yu ignored their thoughts, and the golden light in his hand condensed, forming a sharp blade.

He slashed at the Lich army.

There was no earth-shattering might, only a circle of golden ripples.

The next moment, the marching Lich army suddenly stopped, and the heads flew up in response, densely covering the sky, extremely spectacular!

(End of chapter)