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The number of troops is constantly declining, 10,000, 600,000...... However, the army of the undead is increasing, and for every 10 soldiers killed in the Tang Kingdom, at least 6 are converted into undead. Now what Tang Guo is facing is not an ordinary legion, but a devil who can quickly increase its combat effectiveness in a fission way.

Tang Xiaobai is still trying to recover, and he has recovered seventy percent of his energy. However, this is not enough...... Far from enough, with seventy percent of his combat strength, he would definitely not be able to fight against the Lich King, he was so anxious that he had to watch the brutal battle quietly on the Great Wall, because he only had one chance to make a move. If he can't defeat the Lich King with this opportunity, then the Undead Legion will inevitably break through the Wall, and if it falls...... The Tang Kingdom also died. As long as the undead legion rushed into the cities of the Tang Kingdom, then ...... There is no chance of a turnaround.

The division of the Tang Kingdom was defeated and retreated, and the high morale was stimulated again and again by the soldiers, and now there was only that faint light.

"Huh~~" There was a long roar, and the originally dark sky lit up with a red sun. A huge phoenix fell from the sky, with its dazzling fiery red tail feathers and perfect form, all showing the majesty of his king of birds. There were three crested feathers on his head, and his eyes shone with wisdom. He spread his wings, and a rune array appeared in the sky, raining down countless fist-sized fireballs from it. All the undead who were touched by the red flame turned into ashes and scattered in the wind.

The Billa Lich King looked at the Netherfire Phoenix that appeared in the sky, and the soul fire kept jumping, with an incredible look inside. In his opinion, the magical things of the Tang Kingdom are really endless. But so what, the sea of bones of the undead army could never be stopped by that pile of broken stones. When the Netherfire Phoenix appeared, he took out his bone jade staff for the first time. Because he knew that such a creature with wide area of destruction was a natural restraint for the undead.

The majestic death qi lingered on him, and the skull at the top of the bone jade staff began to condense the death qi on the battlefield. When the death qi condensed to the extreme, a black bone spur appeared in front of him, different from the white bone spear that had just killed Zhou Yu, this dark divine spear was a strange spell specifically aimed at ghosts or souls, and it had a powerful lethal power against this kind of creature.

The Dark Divine Spear was about 30 meters long, but his speed was extremely fast, and when he disappeared, he saw that the Netherworld Fire Phoenix in the sky suddenly stiffened, and the Doomsday Fire Rain Formation that was still going on slowly disappeared, and then he saw that the fire feathers on the Netherworld Fire Phoenix's body were decomposing into fire elemental particles little by little, and under the eternal night sky, the fire elemental particles in the sky were as beautiful as exploding fireworks.

When the Netherworld Fire Phoenix completely turned into a fire elemental particle in the sky, a fire storm was set off in the air for no reason, only to see those fire elements condense in the air again, turn into a fiery red egg, and fall in the center of the battlefield. Even though it didn't have any attack power, the Netherfire it carried on it burned the undead within several kilometers of it, completely creating a vacuum.

The phoenix is immortal, infinite nirvana.

Once again, the Lich King raised the Bone Jade Staff, and another Dark Spear appeared in front of him, this time, he was going to shatter the Nirvana egg completely. Just as the Dark Divine Spear was launched, a golden bell suddenly fell from the sky, covering the Netherfire Phoenix Egg in it, and the Dark Divine Spear slammed into the golden bell and shattered into fragments all over the sky. The verses on the golden bell began to turn, and then the voice like a divine chant fell from the sky.

"Knock ......"

The sound sounded, not loud, but it seemed to spread throughout the battlefield.

"Knock knock ......"

A series of voices sounded, and under the dark curtain, only a luminous body fell from the sky, and if you look closely, it is the host of the White Dragon Temple, Pujing! He was like a Buddha, his whole body was burning with Buddha fire and Buddha light, sitting in the void, knocking on the cow and the wooden fish, slowly landing, and then suspended above the battlefield.

"Nam no Amitabha Night Dotagadha Night"

"Dodi Nighta Amitabha"

"Amidoshi Tanvavi"

"Amidovigalandhi"

"Amido-Vigarando"

"Gamigreasy"

"Gagana"

"Tsanga Tsa Sabha"

Passages of obscure scriptures came out of the mouth of the old monk Pujing, his voice was not loud, but it seemed to be more penetrating than the wooden fish, and the soldiers of the Tang Kingdom heard this voice throughout the battlefield, as if the tired spirit and the spirit of fear disappeared in an instant, and the morale above their heads began to slowly become kind again.

"Knock knock ......" There were bursts of drums again, and they also fell from the sky, and with the sound of drums, all the Tang soldiers exuded a strong aura of slaughter, and their tired bodies were also recovering.

"~~" Before the drum was finished, the bell rang again, and a ring of golden energy swept across the battlefield, and all the Tang soldiers only felt that all the injuries on their bodies were healed in an instant, and their bodies were full of strength. The morale above their heads shone brightly, even more than at the beginning.

Bells and drums in unison! The old monk Pujing crossed all the souls on the battlefield, so who rang the bell and drum!? In Koboji Temple, a child with a big fart, a belly pocket, and a pacifier stood on the pendulum that rang the bell, and his hand stretched out in front of the cow drum like a rubber man, and struck it with a drumstick countless times larger than his body. With each stroke, he felt the two energies, and his body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. When 108 sounded, he turned from a baby to a teenager about 15 years old, with a big bald head, and continued to grit his teeth and beat the bell and drum.

The Dark Angel Temple in the Tang Kingdom suddenly shot out twelve sky-high black lights, forming a huge twelve-star array in the sky above the Tang Kingdom, and all the creatures within the range of their negative emotions and attribute reductions caused by the eternal night completely disappeared at this moment, and were no longer suppressed in any way.

Such a sudden change made the Billa Lich King's soul fire suspended in the air reveal a look of horror, and when he saw Tang Amy, the spirit of light who flew out of Tang Xiaobai's arms and was still dozing and stretching, that look of fear directly turned into horror.

"Hmm~~" Tang Amy stretched her waist, rubbed her little eyes, and then found that it seemed to feel something was wrong, so she looked up, and when she saw that the layer of eternal night darkness blocked the light, her brows furrowed, her mouth puffed up, and she crossed her waist, she seemed to be very angry.

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