The addition of several major gangs has slowed down the offensive of the undead army.

It's just that most of the players are too low-level, and the equipment is average, and only four or five people can barely withstand a monster. But after all, tens of thousands of players are on both sides, and for now, at least they have a lot of advantages in numbers.

The thousand-man cavalry regiment of the Song of the Wind was dispatched again, and compared with the last time the deer was originally intended, although the number was not large, but the strength was more than twice as strong.

These cavalrymen are all above level 45, all of them are full of energy, five columns in front and back, fierce, plus the assistance of long-range professions behind them, and the indiscriminate treatment of groups of sacrifices, they suddenly broke through a gap between the two undead army corps in front.

The army of the undead who were originally wooden suddenly merged into one, forming a larger formation, sometimes scattered, sometimes gathered, and after a short time, they stabilized their position.

Although the cavalry is brave, once it is held back, it is not as good as fighting on foot.

Bang bang bang!

More armies of the undead poured out of the endless black mist, and the situation fell into crisis again for a while.

"Throw the torch and attack with fire!"

I don't know who shouted, many players and NPC soldiers reacted one after another, and the bright torches were thrown into the army of the undead.

The torches in the sky are like exploding fireworks, bright and gorgeous, raindrops fall into the dense skeleton zombie corps, the fire takes advantage of the wind, out of control, the vast wilderness suddenly becomes a sea of fire, the smoke rolls out, the flames soar into the sky, it is magnificent.

The army of the undead was in chaos for a while, clash in the flames.

At this moment, a gripping, poignant and tragic scream was as sharp as a hammer, and it broke through the air. Hearing this sound, the army of the undead who had been in chaos quickly gathered again, braving the raging flames, regardless of the health points that had fallen from the brush, and suddenly came again.

The 'Wild Goose Array' of several rows of undead armies quickly crossed and moved, instantly extending into a horizontal row of 'Great Wild Goose Array', weakening the power of the Agni Offensive.

It was evening, and the bloody remnant sun sprinkled on the battlefield, so poignant.

Cheng Yiming tried his best to avoid entanglement with the army of the undead, and for him, the first task now was to rush back to Greedy Wolf City, hand over the task, and then prepare to deal with the guild escalation battle.

Rushing all the way to the Misty Forest, the mount's health is rapidly depleted again.

At this time, he also probably saw the clues between the formations of the army of the undead.

In every army of the undead, in the corner of the word 'human' in the array of wild geese, there is a higher-level commanding 'person'. This high level is not because of how high their health and attack power are, but because their IQ is far beyond the average undead army.

To break these undead armies, you only need to send elite soldiers to behead the heads of state who command them, and these undead armies with no intelligence at all will naturally collapse.

It's just that he has more urgent things to do at this time, and he can't bother to entangle with these undead at all.

Moreover, the pace of the army of the undead has been tightly held back by an army of players several times its size. It won't be long before the large army from outside Qinglong City comes back, and these undead armies will be wiped out sooner or later.

In the center of the warband, the Fengyun people led by the Song of the Wind originally broke through a hole and slaughtered into the hinterland of the undead army. Who knew that these skeletons on the other side seemed to be familiar with the art of war, and the major groups cooperated well, staggered back and forth, and in a short time they divided the thousands of people brought by the Song of the Wind into four or five pieces.

In the face of monsters that are more than thirty levels higher than their own level, players can only barely stabilize their positions by holding on to the battle group.

At this time, the song of the wind had a gloomy face, and led dozens of people to break through.

The surrounding army of undead seemed to be staring at him, staggering and blocking, and many corpses spewed out streams of black corpse poison from their mouths, as long as the player was stained, they would instantly enter a terrifying poisoning state, and if there was no treatment from high-level sacrifices, they would hang up in the blink of an eye.

Hundreds of skeleton soldiers on both sides turned around in the middle lane, interspersed and handed over together, and the cone-shaped goose array stabbed straight towards Song of the Wind and the others.

The situation became very critical for a while.

At this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly flew in, and then the commander hidden in the wild goose formation under the hood of the sea of flames was hung up in a moment.

The army of the undead, which was originally neat and orderly, suddenly became scattered.

"In the formation of these undead armies, there is a monster that specializes in commanding them, the blood is low and the defense is low, hang them up, and the 'Wild Goose Array' will naturally be cracked!"

An abrupt voice broke through the air.

It turned out that Cheng Yiming had already rushed to the northwest of the undead army, and it wouldn't be long before he could return to Greedy Wolf City via the Misty Forest.

At the same time, I also happened to run into the song of the wind that was trapped in the middle.

It just so happened that he returned a favor.

"Thank you!"

Song of the Wind replied from afar, and then rushed into the army of the undead alone, looking for the command monsters hidden in the legion.

For a time, the situation was reversed again.

Looking at Cheng Yiming, he had already disappeared.

Suddenly, a terrifying roar suddenly came from the rolling black mist:

"You idiots! Who told you to start the Great Array privately! ”

After finishing speaking, I saw a man in a soap robe and a white-haired shawl, flying out of the air, like a thousand boulders, and suddenly fell into the army of Qinglong City that began to counterattack.

It is a long-lost ancestor witch impermanence, and at this time, he has become a super boss of the three-star saint. (By the way, I would like to add, heaven-level, saint-level, god-level bosses, and there are star ratings, one star to five stars respectively) Boom!

In the camp that was originally fiercely fighting, it was like an extraterrestrial meteorite suddenly smashing down, and the agitated Qi Lang swept hundreds of soldiers around, as well as many skeleton soldiers and corpses, all flew out, and many soldiers and monsters who originally had little blood were killed in seconds.

Many players froze in place, looking stunned.

The 85-level saint-level boss is not something that current players can shake at all.

The division between the strength of the boss is not only the amount of blood, attack and skill, but more importantly, the higher the level of the boss, the higher the IQ. It's just that few players know these things, and when they see this super boss, they seem to see piles of gold coins and dazzling equipment.

"Rush! Grab the boss! ”

I don't know which stunned player shouted, and suddenly many players around him rushed towards impermanence.

I saw a trace of cruelty flashing in the corner of Impermanence's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, a pitch-black match was instantly condensed around his body, and when the crowd approached, the black gas surrounded by horse training rolled towards the crowd like a hurricane.

Rumble!

More than tens of thousands of damage values popped up densely.

On the vast plain, a vacuum was suddenly revealed.

"The big array started ahead of schedule, disrupting the lord's plan, if you can't take the Blue Dragon City this time, you should know what the fate will be!"

Impermanence has a bit of a contempt, and the black air around him is heavy.

Suddenly, in the black mist behind him, a monster about one zhang high and three zhang long, covered in black scale armor, with three heads and teeth like sharp swords, came out.

"Three-headed Hellhound!"

Song of the Wind expected that everyone on the field was definitely not the opponent of this Holy Order BOSS, and not long after it appeared, he had already beckoned a group of gang members to secretly retreat. At this time, he saw the three-headed monster coming out of the black mist from a distance, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

I saw Impermanence flying onto the back of the three-headed dog of hell, leading the dense army of undead behind him, and rushing towards Qinglong City.

Those who defend the city, there are impermanent opponents.

For a while, the army of the undead led by him was like entering a no-man's land, and everywhere he went, both players and NPC soldiers were all swept away, and in a few breaths, the terrifying three-headed dog of hell had rushed to the west gate of Qinglong City.

At this moment, from the west city gate, a huge fireball of green flames suddenly flew out, smashing straight towards impermanence.

I saw impermanence leap up, clasp his hands together, and also condense into a black flame, facing the fireball.

Thundered!

In the originally dim sky, it suddenly seemed as if several suns appeared at the same time, and the dazzling light flashed directly in everyone's eyes for a moment.

The violent collision made all players within a radius of hundreds of yards feel as if they were under an erupting volcano.

Even Cheng Yiming, who had already broken out of the encirclement and marched in the foggy forest, couldn't help but be terrified.

"Just a Demon Realm Ancestral Witch, dare to do this! Is there no one in Huaxia who deceives me! ”

A majestic voice burst through the air.

Above the city gate, I don't know when there stood in the air an old man with red hair like a waterfall, eyes like a torch, and hands on his back, wearing a red robe, flying in the wind and hunting.