At this moment, the rest of the people also recovered from the shock, and looked at Bai Wei, who was supported by Li Beichen, and swallowed their saliva with awe.

Eighth-order magic, more than 20 powerhouses of the lowest fighting king, all destroyed!

Terrifying!

"It seems that I still underestimate you!"

The eighth-order Dou Sect who retreated in the distance turned pale, looking at Bai Wei coldly, murderous.

However, his exhaled breath was with a hint of coldness, and there was still a lot of frost all over his body, and his hands and feet trembled slightly, obviously the damage was not light.

"Yin Lao, I still need your old shot!"

Taking a deep breath, the Eighth Order Dou Sect roared.

He was now stiffened by the cold magic power, his strength was ninety percent, and there were two Dou Huang among the enemies, he had no confidence.

"Zhang boy, I said a long time ago to let our brother do it directly, otherwise how could there be so many things?"

As soon as the Eighth Order Dou Zong's voice fell, in the distant jungle, a gloomy and sympathetic voice responded.

The Eighth Order Dou Sect didn't answer, but just looked at Prince Huo Gu and the others as well as Li Beichen and Bai Wei in his arms coldly.

"Click. ”

"Click. ”

......

Suddenly, a creepy sound came from all directions, as if countless bones collided with each other, terrifying!

A little bit of cold forest white fire began to appear in the jungle, dense, at least hundreds!

"It's ......"

Prince Huogu's face changed, and he looked at the white flames that were slowly approaching and enveloping them all in shock!

Liang Gu also swallowed his saliva, he had already vaguely guessed what these white flames were.

This conjecture made his whole body tremble uncontrollably slightly, his eyes were filled with fear, and the right hand holding the big sword turned white, obviously extremely hard.

Not only him, but also several of Prince Huogu's bodyguards, as well as the rest of the members of the 'Storm Mercenary Regiment', all of them chattered their teeth and looked around in horror.

There, a white skeleton came with a big knife in his hand, his eyes were hollow, his soul was cold, and the breath of death overflowed in the void, making people chill all over!

"Skeletons, legendary necromancy?"

Li Beichen looked at it with some curiosity.

Among the heavens and worlds, there is an extremely terrifying race, the Hades race, and the list of all races ranks seventh.

Legend has it that the people of the underworld control the law of death, and with a wave of their hand, they will bring death to the world!

And these skeletons in front of them seem to have a trace of the breath of the underworld, with death.

"Outside this big world, there is a legend that there is an existence in the underworld, and there are countless necromantic creatures in it, and most of the necromancers summoned by the necromancer are from the underworld, could it be that the lord of the underworld, the existence known as the god of the underworld, is an underworld?"

Li Beichen's heart moved.

Although the Hades were not born as gods like the Celestials, they are extremely weird, and no race is willing to provoke!

"Enjoy the feast of death. ”

The gloomy voice came again, full of death.

Then a stream of miserable white death power circulated on the skeleton's body, exuding a terrifying aura, wanting to bring all the creatures in front of him into the abyss of death!

"Your Excellency, you go first!"

Gritting his teeth, Liang Gu was full of vindictiveness, and said eagerly to Li Beichen and the others.

Since you have accepted the task, even if you die, you must protect the safety of your employer!

"Storm Mercenary Regiment!"

Liang Gu drank and looked at a brother.

"Storm tornado, fearless!"

Whether it was the two Dou Kings who were badly injured, or the rest of the Dou Ling and the Great Magician, their eyes were all fanatical, looking up to the sky and roaring, and their momentum was soaring.

Even the several guards beside Prince Huo Gu seemed to be infected, their faces were full of firmness, and their fighting spirit was permeating.

"Alright, Liang Gu, you stand down. ”

"Xiahoudun!"

Looking at Liang Gu and the members of the 'Storm Mercenary Group' with death-defying looks, Li Beichen was a little appreciative.

There are really not many mercenaries who can stick to the bottom line, are not afraid of life and death, and put the safety of their employers first!

"Yes!"

Xiahoudun's rugged face didn't have much expression, and he strode forward, some bones were just a shelf, and for him, they were vulnerable.

"My lord, this ......"

Liang Gu was a little confused.

The surging tide of fighting spirit is a little stagnant.

These skeletons all have the aura of death, and even he is not the slightest sure of resisting!

Necromancers have always been synonymous with evil and powerful.

This man, who has not shown the slightest fighting spirit all along, and in his heart, will not surpass the third-order fighting master, to face these skeletons and even the necromancer behind the skeletons alone?

"It's just a little necromancer, not worth mentioning. ”

Fang Xuanling said with a smile.

Little necromancer?

Nothing?

Liang Gu's eyes widened, looking at the man in front of him, the bookkeeper he had always thought he had always thought, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

When is it very likely that he is an eighth-order necromancer, and he doesn't even care about a bookkeeper?

Necromancers of this level, even if they are ninth-order powerhouses, must face them carefully!

was actually said to be worthless by a bookkeeper?

Liang Gu stared blankly.

"Sure enough!"

Only Prince Huo Gu looked at Xiahoudun who walked out with fiery eyes.

With his perception that was different from ordinary people since he was a child, he could clearly sense the terrifying energy in Xiahoudun's body at this moment!

Rumble!

Xiahou moved.

The spear in his hand swept casually!

Suddenly, a spear appeared, several feet long, and all the skeletons that stood in front of the spear gang instantly shattered and turned into bone powder all over the ground!

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Li Beichen's face moved slightly.

He beckoned gently, and suddenly among the shattered skeleton bone powder, a white soul fire appeared, converging towards Li Beichen's hand.

"Soul Fire ......"

Li Beichen was thoughtful.

"Death! Dare to destroy my skeleton!"

A cold voice came from a distance, and then a black-robed figure sat on the back of a skeleton bird, flew over, and looked at Xiahou Tang with a murderous look.

"The god of the underworld, who sleeps in another dimension, passes through the obstacles of time under the guidance of death, stays in the darkest space of the mind, grasps the will of my enemy, and destroys the soul of my enemy-- the Dementor Necromancy Curse!"

The black-robed figure held an ancient staff, and the cold chanting resounded in all directions, and the aura of death was immense, filling the void!

A strange aura appeared around Xiahoudun, as if there was an invisible strange resentful spirit roaring and roaring!

"Be careful! this is an eighth-order necromancy!"

I don't know when, Bai Wei has woken up, but she is weak, and she is still leaning on Li Beichen, but when she saw this magic, her face changed greatly, and she reminded her.

"Eighth Order Necromancy!"

Liang Gu swallowed his saliva and looked worriedly at Xiahou Dun, who was at the center of the magic and did not have the slightest intention of dodging.

Rumble!

Gray-white death energy erupted around Xiahoudun's body, and a gray-white light shone there!

The Dementor Necromancy Curse erupted, and Xiahoudun's figure was completely covered by gray-white death energy!