With the order of the goblin army, the morale of the goblin army rose again, and it radiated to the entire apse like a cover.

The delicate balance between the two armies was instantly upset because of this.

The Goblin Artillery Team then enters the battlefield, and their Magical Fireball for Aread Damage is finally revealed.

I saw hundreds of goblin mages, raising their wands in their hands, chanting bitter magic spells, and basketball-sized fireballs gradually condensed in midair.

"Goblin Bombardment, Fire!"

Rumble!

Countless fireballs fell from the sky like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, crushing the corpses like the end of the world.

Such a large area and a large area of damaging magic, although it is the lowest fireball magic in the fire magic, its power must not be ignored.

Countless fireballs bombarded the corpse king's protective corpse qi, causing his corpse qi, which had been dulled by weakened magic, to tremble violently, as if he was about to reach some kind of critical point and was on the verge of collapse.

The Corpse King is still like this, and the family members of the Corpse King are even more miserable.

The 360-degree rain of fireballs with no dead ends could easily smelt their body protection corpse qi, like a fiery snake winding around their bodies, scorching their stiff bodies with extremely high temperatures.

The whole apse was immediately filled with a strange smell that made people frown.

Oh~~~

For a while, the family members of the Corpse King screamed again and again.

Although Ye Li is lost with the blood of the Corpse King's closest relatives, coupled with the refining technique is quite exquisite, the corpse qi is several times stronger than that of ordinary family members, but he has experienced the sucking of the hands of the silent demons, and he can't resist the attack of the fireball rain.

Several fireballs slammed into her body, burning her silk clothes in the blink of an eye.

These silk clothes, which had not been flourishing for 800 years by relying on corpse qi, were destroyed by the fireball technique.

The leaves were lost in the crimson flames and let out a heartbreaking wail.

Whew!

It's just listening to tears, smelling sad.

The corpse king Tatar stiffened, and naturally he heard his daughter's screams for the first time, and he carried the bombardment of the fireball rain, and suddenly looked back at his daughter who was struggling in the red fire.

"No!"

The Corpse King Tartar roared angrily, and his legs were infused with corpse qi, tearing through the fireball rain like a sharp sword, and the divine soldier descended from the sky beside Ye Limi.

He grabbed the night lost in the flames, and the corpse around him was agitated, and he fell down his arm like water and dumped it onto the body lost in the night.

The corpse qi crossed the body, and the crimson flames were suddenly extinguished.

Ye Li lost his neck, and the indescribable figure below his neck was exposed.

The corpse king Tatar took off his gilded armor and draped it over his daughter, his eyes full of pity and helplessness.

"Lost, my father is sorry for you."

Ye Li was lost and received the corpse qi of the corpse king, and his stiff body was agitated, and his injuries were no longer serious.

"Father, I'm sorry, I'm dragging you down."

People are about to die, their words are good, and they are stiff and sad.

The gap between father and daughter is now nothing, and the real father-daughter relationship is rekindled.

"Silly boy, my father has never blamed you... If my father was given another chance to choose, my father would never agree to my brother's request... It's a pity that there is no elixir of regret in this world. ”

The corpse king Tatar sighed and said that he was a good general, but not a good father.

In the last moments of his life, he resolutely chose to be a competent father rather than a Tatar general of the Great Yuan.

Shhh

The corpse qi on the body of the corpse king Tatar frantically poured towards Yeli and was lost like the Yellow River bursting its banks, and the corpse qi of the same origin continued to merge into the lost zombie body, causing her body to float in the air, forming an invisible barrier to shield from all external attacks.

Lost in the night, she knew what her father was doing, and she clearly knew the consequences of his father's actions.

She didn't want to, she didn't want her father to do that.

However, she couldn't do anything, and in the process of melting the corpse, she couldn't even move a finger, let alone speak to dissuade her father's behavior.

Lost could only watch as the Corpse King Tatar continued to pour his remaining power into her.

Her eyes were soaked in blood and tears at night, and she was a poor child all along.

"Promise my father that I must live!"

The Corpse King Tatar smiled kindly and watched the leaves get lost dotingly.

When the last trace of corpse qi was injected into the body of the Night Lost, the Corpse King Tartar violently pulled out the Night Lost in mid-air and threw it towards the secret passage leading to the Supreme Temple.

The few zombies who survived the Corpse King's family looked at all this in amazement.

"So, what are you waiting for? Go to this king and take care of the lost! ”

The corpse king woke up the crowd with a burst of shouts, and they hesitated for a few seconds, rushing to chase the lost footsteps.

"Want to escape from your own division? How simple it is. ”

The Goblin Warlord smiled evilly, and with a wave of his feather fan, several gray-white afterimages shuttled through the battlefield, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to catch up with the fleeing Corpse King's family.

These gray-and-white remnants are naturally the Goblin Assassination Band, and their duty is to be responsible for such pursuits and assassinations.

"Shameless boy, your opponent is this king!"

The corpse king shouted angrily, and stepped on his feet, although he did not have the blessing of corpse qi, but with his strong zombie body that had been conceived and nurtured for eight hundred years, he also had extremely terrifying combat power.

I saw the Corpse King's claws pop out, and he easily caught a goblin assassin, his five fingers condensed, and the miserable green body fluids splattered all around, and a sharp dagger struck back, landing on the corpse king's stiff body, and ejecting fiery red sparks, but it was difficult to separate the corpse king's skin.

"Kneel down for this king!"

The Corpse King's legs were infused with great force, shaking the ground, and cracks like spider webs radiated through him, and the Goblin Assassins suffered a huge shock, revealing their bodies one after another, spitting blood from their mouths, and apparently suffering extremely serious internal injuries.

Before the goblin assassins could come to their senses, the Corpse King's fists landed on them.

In an instant, no less than a hundred punches bombarded out, and the entire goblin assassination team died tragically under the iron fist of the corpse king.

“······”

The Goblin Master's face turned green, he didn't expect that the Corpse King, who was already at the end of the crossbow, would still have such terrifying combat power.

He didn't dare to fight the idea of the Corpse King's family anymore, and commanded the Goblin army to besiege the Corpse King.

"Goblin Magic Support Group, negative attribute magic continues to be released!"

"Goblin Bombardment, Fireball Gathering Corpse King."

"Goblin archers, lock on to the Corpse King, shoot!"

"Goblin heavily armored infantry, continue to advance and limit the movement of the Corpse King."

Thousands of troops and horses besieged the Corpse King.

The Corpse King Tatar is fearless and fearless, facing the Goblin army.

"Today, let this king fight happily!"

······

After a long time.

The Goblin Strategist's face was terrified, the feather fan in his hand fell uncontrollably to the ground, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"How is this possible····· What kind of monster is a zombie! ”

I saw the corpse king Tatar bathed in the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, and the corpses of countless goblins became the bones at his feet.

He was alone, isolated in the middle of the battlefield, even if his body was full of arrow feathers, and the deep wounds were shocking, he could not defeat the monstrous battle intent of the Corpse King.

The number of goblin warriors who have died at the hands of the Corpse King Tatar has reached a terrifying number of 4,000.

How terrifying and powerful it is.

The hundred-year-old corpse king is terrifying.

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At this moment, Shen Mo was still in the front hall, looking at the Goblin Heavy Armored Infantry moving step by step, his face full of helplessness.

"When I get to the front hall, will the children of the yellow flower girl be able to play soy sauce?"

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