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The two majestic forces collided and devoured each other, the light suddenly lit up, and quietly dimmed, and the death that players expected did not come immediately.

After a moment of frustration, the players continue to flee in the death maze while turning on the camera function and start filming the battle in the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering explosion suddenly sounded, and one after another gaps opened in the sky, the ghost undead screamed and flew out, and the skeleton zombie vampire also struggled to the sky above the death labyrinth, and there were even huge undead beasts, undead bone dragons, flying to the feet of the Lord of Qingmeng in groups.

Almost instantly, the embers were surrounded.

The Great War began here.

In the encirclement, the sound of flames roaring kept ringing.

Every now and then, a vacuum is emptied, but there are countless undead on the undead plane, and Ember cannot win unless he destroys the portal, or kills the Lord of the Green Blinds and takes away the summons of the undead god.

The players watched the battle, and all of them fell into a state of stupor.

Although this battle is not as thrilling as the one between Nameless and Ember, the strength level of the two sides is definitely not at the same level.

Other words.

The battle they were watching now was the pinnacle of the entire Sword of Glory.

Just when they were a little excited, the undead with hideous faces whistling and dragging a long black mist rushed towards them. The chaos spreads again, and anyone who is killed by a creature on the undead plane will throw a piece of energy into the summoning book of the undead god, like a wisp of the soul of the undead god humbly contributes all his energy.

This is the greatest reliance of the Lord of Qingmeng to kill the embers.

"In order to kill you, I don't care about it, even if you have a high-level artifact, but you don't have the soul of the undead god, and you can't temporarily improve the power of the artifact, hehehe. Ember. You lose, you finally lose, hehehe. ”

The Lord of Qingmeng laughed, first chuckling. Then there was laughter. At the end, there is a wild laugh.

The player below who was hunted down. They all scolded and scolded.

"Lord of Qingmeng, you are crazy!"

"In order to kill the embers, you actually used such a trick!"

"I must publish your evil deeds!"

"You're going to pay for it!"

"You won this battle, but you're always a loser!"

"Loter through and through!"

The players' words didn't last long. Then they disappeared, there were simply too many undead in this world, hundreds of thousands of millions, and most of them were high-level undead, undead bone dragons, and death phoenixes had dozens of them, which was not at all an energy they could compete with.

They came to kill the embers, and they didn't do it, but they died at the hands of the Lord of Qingmeng, I have to say, this is a great irony.

"Okay, it won't be long before there will be just the two of us, and at that time, the energy of the summoning book will also reach its limit, and you can die, hehe."

The Lord of Qingmeng threw up the summoning book of the undead god.

The sound of a bang sounded, the pages were windless and automatic, and in each page, a black light erupted, and the black light rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, a huge monster was formed.

There's the dragon, there's the Beamon beast, there's the phoenix, there's the vampire, there's the hellhound.

Ten heads in total.

All of them are hundreds of sub-god creatures.

And the moment they appeared, ten huge cracks opened, and more and more undead armies surrounded the location of the embers, forming layer after layer of undead encirclement, at first you could hear the bark of the Vulcan dog, the roar of the steel dome Beamon beast, and the earth-shattering fire spell of the embers, but later, except for the black pressed pieces of the undead, nothing could be seen.

If it weren't for the fact that no amount of undead pounced on him and didn't expand too much, the Lord of Qingmeng would almost think that Ember was dead, but he didn't.

But the Lord of Qingmeng was not worried at all.

Sooner or later, the embers will die.

A triumphant smile tugged at the corner of the Lord of Qingmeng's mouth.

Inside the encirclement.

On the left hand side of the ember, there is the fire god dog, on the right hand, is the steel dome Beamon behemoth, and behind it, between the mercy of the endless holy light, it began to attract the holy light power that enveloped the whole way, bombarding the undead encirclement from the outside, reducing the pressure for the ember.

Ahead.

It's Ember's level five or six spells, defending and attacking.

Ember's expression was calm, as if he didn't know what would happen next, but in fact, he knew better than anyone else, but after Qing Mengzhi took the initiative to use the soul power of the undead god, he vaguely had a corresponding plan in his heart, plus his own forbidden spell, and the ash messenger enabled him to cast spells beyond the level, and the four forbidden spells that had been hidden in the skill bar for more than a year were finally able to see the light of day, and Ember was sincerely excited.

Past and present lives.

For the first time, cast a forbidden spell on your own, and you don't need to set up a circle, just chant and spell gestures.

After summoning the Sword of Destruction, the Sword of Justice, and the Sword of the Holy Flame, and distracting some of his mind to fend off the undead in front of him, Ember began to chant the spell of the forbidden spell, holding the Ember Messenger in one hand and the other hand in a strange gesture.

In a flash.

The spirit of the fire elemental wandering in the air surged towards the embers, and a breath of destruction began to ripple in all directions.

When chanting a mantra.

Ember's voice was subdued, giving people a strange but strange sense of rhythm, and his fingers, like a conductor, opened and closed, and those elemental spirits that could lead the fire elemental began to line up under his hands.

Wisps of white flames, like milk, dripped out of the void and burned.

The Sword of Mercy felt the power of the flames, and suddenly shook slightly, and the next moment, a huge beam of light pierced through tens of thousands of undead and slammed into the flames, and then the flames began to rise against the wind, but the speed was still very slow.

At this time, the Lord of Qingmeng had already discovered that Ember was preparing to release the forbidden spell, which he did not expect, and Ember would actually carry the casting materials of the forbidden spell with him.

But it's relieved to think that he has unlimited storage gear.

But in an instant, the Lord of Qingmeng laughed contemptuously, casting a forbidden spell is an extremely difficult task, the arrangement of materials, the structure of the magic circle, the smooth process of the spell, the precise coordination of spell gestures, and the strict arrangement of the essence of the fire element, will all affect the casting of the forbidden spell.

Ember is indeed powerful, but it is impossible to succeed with the first cast of the forbidden spell.

If it was normal times, without interference, the Lord of Qingmeng believed that Ember was a little possible, but in this situation, as long as he intervened slightly, Ember's spell would inevitably fail.

Do what you think.

Under the command of the Lord of Qingmeng, the ten sub-god-level undead monsters roared and scattered many undead and rushed towards the embers, at the same time, a large amount of undead energy collided in their bodies, and the aura of destruction began to spread from them, their bodies were no longer pure black, as if transparent, and they could be clearly seen, and there was a red aura of destruction brewing in it.

They were meant to self-detonate to stop the embers.

However.

Just as they broke through the barrier and came to the vacuum in the encirclement, a white holy flame suddenly ignited spontaneously on their bodies, and the flames spread and spread, completely igniting them in an instant, and then at a speed visible to the naked eye, the aura on their bodies weakened.

But they move on.

Witnessing this scene, the Lord of Qingmeng frowned, he looked at the huge white pillar of light in the sky, and a little uneasiness rose in his heart, but he forced it down, and then manipulated the undead creatures to begin to devour each other, and after becoming stronger, they were rushing towards the embers together with the ten sub-god-level undead creatures.

The Lord of Qingmeng still doesn't believe it, these undead creatures all explode by themselves, and the embers can still not die.

When the ten-headed sub-god undead creatures arrived within a hundred yards of the embers, the Lord of Qingmeng silently recited a burst in his heart, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth were silent, and a black hole seemed to have formed in the encirclement, and began to frantically devour the surrounding qiē.

All the undead creatures were pulled in by the huge suction, and during the pull, the sound of self-detonation continued one after another.

The Lord of Qingmeng just stood there, high up like a god.

However.

The players below, but no one looked at him with reverence and respect, but instead a look of disgust and disdain, as they wanted to say, although the Lord of Qingmeng won, but lost, lost completely.

The black hole's huge suction lasted for about two minutes.

The huge white pillar of light had already exhausted all the energy and dispersed, and there were not many undead creatures left under the control of the Lord of Qingmeng, but it could be seen from the undead creatures that no longer continued to die that the embers were dead, and the players below all showed regretful looks.

At this moment, they even forgot that they were players of the Undead Empire, and they just felt worthless for the death of Ember.

But.

In the next moment, a sudden change occurred.

After a short period of silence, the center of the black hole that emitted a huge suction power suddenly exploded silently, and a milky white flame ripple instantly spread to hundreds of thousands of yards away, and the clouds of holy light in the sky were also dispersed into points of light.

The labyrinth of death below, as well as the Holy City of the Dead in the distance, collapsed in an instant, turning to ashes.

Blown by the wind, it kicked up dust and sand in the sky.

The raging flames rose from the center of the black hole into the sky, and then turned a corner and rushed towards the already stunned Lord of Qingmeng.

The players below all had expressions of disbelief, and what happened in front of them was beyond their cognition.

…… (To be continued......)