Chapter 1084
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The moment a large number of dead spirits poured up, they were split by Feng Ge.
Everyone fought desperately, desperately persevered, one by one the demonic beasts fell in a pool of blood, one after another warriors were in different places, but the necromantic army in front of them did not decrease in any way.
Suddenly, bam! With a loud bang, Zhan Jue's body suddenly flew out dozens of meters, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Fight!" Long Aotian rushed forward violently, and the moment he helped Zhan Jue up.
A terrifying blade had suddenly slashed towards the two of them, and Long Aotian reflexively raised his hand to resist.
In the next moment, with a miserable scream, blood splattered, Long Aotian's right hand flew out in an instant.
"Long Aotian." Looking at Long Aotian's flesh and blood blurred shoulders, Zhan Jue couldn't help but speak.
"It's okay, I can shoot an arrow with one hand." Long Aotian said with a smile, but the blue forehead showed how much pain he was suffering at the moment.
Minutes and seconds passed.
Looking at Jun Feiche, whose heart was directly penetrated, Feng Ge's brows couldn't help frowning, because even she didn't know if she could save him, if she could save him.
Feng Yi and the others were already scarred and bloody, the armor on their bodies had been cut to tatters, and their hair was messy and dyed with blood, but they still supported their bodies with swords, constantly slashing and killing the surrounding necromancers.
These three hours are the longest three hours in Feng Ge's life.
Before dawn, it is the darkest time, but you must watch with your eyes open and hold on.
finally
Above the head, with a boom! With a loud bang, the old man's body slammed down, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.
"Dean-sama!" Lan Feng and the others' faces changed, and they immediately rushed up.
"I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and I can't imagine that Lord Demon Ancestor's strength has grown to this point." Looking at the Demon Ancestor, the old man couldn't help but say.
"The beast venerable praised." Demon Ancestor said with a smile, looking at his hands, with an unprecedented look of satisfaction on his face.
He felt that the power that was constantly pouring out of his heart, the great power, hahahaha, he finally got it.
On the battlefield, the expeditionary force was almost completely wiped out, with less than a thousand men left.
Along the way, there were millions of troops, but in the end, only they remained.
It's only been less than an hour, and they can't hold it anymore, what to do, what to do?
In the hearts of Feng Ge and the others, an unprecedented panic arose, could it be said that everything was over like this?
"Poor humans, rest in peace, devouring souls, and leave them with a whole corpse!" Looking at Feng Ge and the others, Demon Ancestor said with a smile.
Soul Eater nodded, and with an order, the next moment, all the necromancers rushed in the direction of Feng Ge and the others even more frantically.
Seeing that in the next moment, Feng Ge and the others were about to be devoured by the terrifying army of necromancy.
At this moment, boom! With a bang, countless Night Underworld Soldiers wearing silver armor instantly appeared in front of Feng Ge and the others, blocking the attack of the Necromantic Legion.
"Night Emperor, is it possible that at this time, you still have to break the agreement?" Looking at the night, the Demon Ancestor said with a smile.
"The premise of the agreement is that the chips in the hands of Lord Demon Ancestor are still there." Looking at the Demon Ancestor, Su Ye said with a smile.
The voice did not fall.
"Sister, sister, sister!" With a familiar voice sounding, the space was instantly torn apart, and the figures of Ling Lao and Luo Tianchen instantly broke into everyone's sight.
"Sister!" Looking at the figure in front of him who hadn't seen him for half a year, Luo Tianchen couldn't help but throw himself into Feng Ge's arms anymore.
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