"What's that? Is it a burial beast? ”

Many of the trialists stared ahead, a fierce beast like a tiger and leopard, covered in black scales.

"Prepare for battle!"

Someone shouted loudly, he was the Great Commander, the commander of this battle, the Seventh Order of the Saint King.

He held a halberd in his hand, urging his strongest combat power, and the power of the king of the Holy Realm was unimaginable.

"Kill!"

The Great Commander killed the burial beast and fought fiercely with it, for five or six hundred rounds, still without a win.

"Is it so powerful?"

Many of the trialists frowned, the Burial Beast was even more powerful than they had expected.

As soon as he landed on this ancient star, he encountered a saint king-level burial beast, and he didn't know what kind of existence he would encounter later?

Gu Xiaofan looked up at the sky, where the winner and the winner had already been decided.

The war halberd in the hands of the Grand Commander was like a huge mountain, splitting the powerful burial beast into several pieces.

Blood and water suddenly splattered in the sky, like a downpour, dyeing the whole world red.

The blood water was extremely terrifyingly corrosive, falling to the ground, corroding into deep pits.

"The blood of the burial beast is corrosive, and the body of the Holy Realm can't bear it, you should be careful!"

Someone reminded that it was not said before that it was just for them to see this scene live.

Everyone was silent, and there was a dark cloud in their hearts, and the situation was even worse than they thought.

"Keep going!"

After the commander finished killing the burial beast, the halberd pointed forward, and the army started.

The purpose of this operation is very simple, to kill every Burial Beast it sees, so that it cannot accumulate enough strength to break the seal.

"Roar......

With a roar, one after another strange burial beasts rushed out of the forest and slaughtered the army.

"Kill me!" The demon powerhouse roared.

Shouting to kill the sky, the two sides collided together, and quickly fought to the death.

The killing qi swept through the heavens and the earth, shaking the void, fluctuating violently between the universe, and blood rain was falling everywhere.

This battlefield has a forbidden air magic array, and without the Saint King-level combat power, it is impossible to take off and fight in the air.

A large group of saint-level masters huddled together, just like mortals, fighting fiercely.

In the distance, Gu Xiaofan made a move, and this kind of hard-hitting hand-to-hand combat was his favorite.

At this moment, the advantage of physical strength is vividly reflected.

He was like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, with rivers of blood and mountains of bones everywhere he passed.

It's not that he is high-profile, it's that group of burial beasts who are not afraid of death and go forward to kill one after another.

On the battlefield, either you die or I live, there is no third option.

In the fight, Gu Xiaofan found that these burial beasts were not completely irrational, and there were many cunning eyes and obvious intelligence.

It didn't take long for a humanoid burial beast to appear, far more powerful than those beasts.

"Are they the Undertakers?" Someone asked in a lost voice, those humanoid burial beasts were too powerful.

"No, these humanoid burial beasts are void projections of the Undertakers, we call them False Undertakers," one soldier replied.

"The real Undertaker is extremely powerful, and it is said that the weakest one also has the combat power of the Great Sage, which is not something that we can compete with at all......

"What the hell is a so-called undertaker? Why is it sealed here? "Someone is curious.

"I don't know," replied the soldier, who had fought here for hundreds of years and had not seen a real undertaker.

As for why it was sealed here, it was a core secret that only high-level people could access.

As he spoke, a pseudo-undertaker pounced on Gu Xiaofan, raised his hand and pressed forward, wanting to suppress Gu Xiaofan.

"Hypocillary? It's kind of interesting, I'll try how strong you are! ”

Gu Xiaofan took the initiative to meet him, waved his fists, and fought fiercely with him.

I have to say that the pseudo-burial priest is indeed powerful, and his physical body is far beyond that of ordinary burial beasts.

Gu Xiaofan fought with him for a full 300 rounds, regardless of victory or defeat.

"It's so strong, no wonder the trialists will be so badly damaged."

Gu Xiaofan's palm condensed thunder, and a thick thunderbolt erupted, slashing towards the pseudo-burial man.

Earlier, when he was bombarding the Burial Beast, he accidentally discovered that Thunderbolt could restrain the Burial Beast.

"Boom!"

The puppet undertaker was slashed out, charred and blackened, with green smoke from his nostrils, ears, and mouth, and nearly killed.

"Hey, I'm not dead yet, my vitality is really tenacious," Gu Xiaofan was surprised.

You must know that he used ninety percent of his strength for this blow, and the ordinary burial beast had already been blasted to the point that there was no scum left.

But listening to everyone's ears, he was speechless for a while, for the trialists, not being killed by the puppet undertaker is already a celebration, and this guy is still lamenting that the puppet undertaker is difficult to kill.

People are more angry than people!

"I'll send you on the road this time," a thunderbolt appeared in Gu Xiaofan's hand again, turned into a thunder knife, and immediately slashed down, splitting the pseudo-undertaker in half.

is so simple and rude, making the surrounding trialists look at each other, this guy is too fierce, he actually slashed a pseudo-undertaker to death.

"Who is this guy, how can he be so fierce?" A soldier asked.

They have experienced a hundred battles and have never seen anything in the world, but it is indeed rare for a trialist like Gu Xiaofan to be so strong when he first arrives.

"He's the one who killed the Holy Spirit of the same rank head-on," one trialist whispered.

"It's him, so it's no wonder!"

The soldiers are accustomed to seeing life and death, and their racial concept is much weaker, and in their eyes, as long as they fight side by side, they are comrades-in-arms.

The eyes they looked at Gu Xiaofan were all admiration, unlike the other trialists, who were more or less hostile.

"Young man, retreat, you killed the puppet undertaker, and the other puppet undertakers will not let you go."

Some soldiers kindly reminded that they didn't want Gu Xiaofan to be besieged by the burial beast.

For them, the puppet undertakers are all high and invincible, and there is no way to shake them, and they can only survive by dodging.

"It's too late," Gu Xiaofan shook his head with a wry smile, he didn't want to be high-profile, he wanted to escape with one blow, kill and leave.

But ever since he had been confronted by the puppet undertaker, several divine senses had completely locked on him.

When he killed the puppet undertaker, another more powerful puppet assassin came to kill him as soon as possible.

He ran wildly all the way, driving up his might, surging with great energy, causing the nearby creatures to suffer heavy losses.

The wind was howling, flying sand and rocks, many masters of this battlefield were blown away, and they couldn't stand at all, and the wind cut the sky and the earth, cutting the sky.

In just a few breaths, the puppet undertaker killed Gu Xiaofan.

He stared at Gu Xiaofan coldly, revealing a hideous look, and said: "Kill my people, be punished!" ”

Hearing this, Gu Xiaofan was obviously stunned, this pseudo-undertaker actually spoke the dialect of his hometown.

The pale golden light in his eyes flickered, urging the eyes of delusional to see if it was an illusion.

The puppet undertaker is real, not illusory, and the other party is indeed speaking his native dialect.

"Who are you? Where did it come from? Gu Xiaofan asked in his hometown dialect.