Chapter 35 Is This Fake?
"What is this?"
"How is that possible? How could this happen. ”
"The resurrection of the dead, this kind of means, is simply unheard of."
………
Ye Tian continued to infuse the spiritual energy into the frost sorrow, manipulated those corpses, and said with a sneer: "A bunch of garbage, give me a kind of words, I will give you a boost of knowledge today, what is the real strength, see no, this method is the most commonly used spell of my necromantic great magician, I guess you have not heard of it........."
Ye Tian laughed and spoke, looking like he had a chance of winning, and in front of everyone, he was fiercely majestic.
It's just that the other people didn't pay attention to him at all, but looked at the corpses crawling down on the ground, their eyes were full of horror and shock, and their expressions were even more complicated.
"What should I do now?"
"I look at this retreat, this demon is not something we can deal with."
"Hurry up and retreat, and talk about it later."
As for the people in the night, although they looked shocked, they were not afraid, but many of the troops who came behind whispered to each other, and quietly began to order their troops to prepare to retreat.
Even if Han Fei led them, there was no other way, after all, in the eyes of these generals, Han Fei was a mascot, and it was impossible to really command.
And at this time, the gray mist continued to spread around.
I only saw the frost sorrow in Ye Tian's hand, as if he had woken up, and a breath of death began to come.
Everyone looked at all this, they were a little panicked, between heaven and earth, as if death had come, there was no way back.
Scenes like that had scared them out of their hearts before, not to mention the fact that this was happening now.
The gray breath of death in front of him, but everywhere he went, there was no life left, even the grass on the ground lost its vitality in an instant.
Ye Tian looked at all this, his appearance was still calm, but he was really nervous inside, because he could feel that the frost sorrow in his hand was waking up quickly.
It seems that there is not much time left for him, if he doesn't solve it quickly, the frost grief really recovers, but Ye Tian doesn't control that kind of power.
"Now......... Will you still have to fight me? ”
Ye Tian looked around calmly, and everywhere his eyes went, everyone retreated.
"Why is this happening? Why is this happening? Even if the weapon in your hand is an ancient artifact, it is impossible to truly control it. Han Fei muttered to himself, as if he couldn't believe it.
Han Fei also has an artifact by his side, and he knows a thing or two about this weapon with strange power, but if he wants to really use this power, it is extremely difficult to do it, and how did Ye Tian do it.
And at this time, someone suddenly looked at the wandering corpses and exclaimed: "Something is wrong, you see, those corpses are just scary, they don't have the slightest strength at all, and they can't even walk steadily." ”
As soon as these words came out, many people looked at the past and suddenly came back to their senses.
"It seems that this is true, it is indeed terrible to come back from the dead, but I see that these people in front of me are just walking corpses."
"In other words, these things look like a fake."