The huge white spiritual power ball exploded, bursting out with white light as dazzling as the scorching sun, stabbing everyone around to close their eyes.

A small number of powerful people can be unaffected by just a slight humble eye.

In the thousand-person squad, one of the leaders scolded: "Why did it detonate so far away?"

The following answer: "No one detonated it!"

At this time, the enemy's general flew over from the rear and said to the thousand-strong squad: "Go down, it's not your problem, it's that the enemy is too strong." ”

As the Spirit King, General Zhang naturally saw what had just happened clearly.

The warrior who walked out of the spatial crack appeared above the white spiritual power ball in an instant, and with just one slash, the spiritual power ball that was enough to kill the Spirit King's powerhouse was instantly broken in half.

The huge energy that had been gathered inside for a long time could not be accurately blasted, so it dispersed in advance, even if half of the power remained, it was difficult to become a climate.

General Zhang even felt that even if the spiritual power ball was completely hit on the samurai, it would be difficult to shake it.

When Yu Chang saw the samurai, he was completely relieved.

The insolent smile on his face was unobstructed, as if as long as the necromancer and this samurai gathered, the whole world could be defeated.

The samurai's face looked like a three-third-rotten corpse that had crawled out of a grave.

But that's exactly what happened.

Samurai are known as necromancers, and necromancers have been inseparable from necromancers for as long as Yu Chang can remember.

No matter in any scene, they always appear at the same time, neither of them is good at words, only in front of each other, can they let go and laugh.

But since the lively and clever Xiao Yu Zhang broke into their world, there has been one more person in the world of the two.

When Yu Chang was a child, the hall master talked about some necromancers and necromantic warriors.

It is said that the necromancer was a powerful swordsman during his lifetime, and after his death, he was resurrected by the necromancer in the state of the living dead, and the two depended on each other for a long, long time.

As for the more detailed stories, every time Yu Zhang asked, the hall master would say: It's not time yet.

So, Yu Zhang, who was a child, had no choice but to give up.

Now, Yu Zhang is an adult, and I don't know if it has reached the time that the hall master said.

But even if the time has come, the hall master has already disappeared for nearly ten years.

Leaving Yu Zhang alone, handing him over to a group of weirdos and monsters to raise, and being with a group of freaks as a companion has developed Yu Zhang's current personality.

"I wonder how the hall master will feel when he comes back and sees me as an adult?"

When Yu Zhang saw the two inseparable companions of the necromancer and the necromantic warrior, a thousand thoughts suddenly surged in his heart, recalling some memories of his childhood, and a smile couldn't help but hang on the corners of his mouth.

After the samurai blocked the enemy's spiritual attack, his figure disappeared in place again, and appeared next to the old man in the sky, he held the long knife to his chest and quietly guarded it.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. The necromancer laughed unhappily.

The necromancer's voice was low and his words were slurred, like some kind of damage to his throat, but the necromancer was used to hearing it clearly.

Samurai said: "No way, the source of the black fog said that my dead body is not strong enough to withstand the general ultra-long-distance spatial teleportation, and I have to recreate a stable spatial tunnel." ”

"Didn't I come, wasn't it too late?"

The necromancer's wrinkled face smiled slightly, and he whispered a "hmm".

As the samurai arrived, the old man's eyelids, which had never been open, slowly opened, revealing a pair of cloudy gray eyes.

"Protect the Dharma for me. The old man said softly.

Then, he gently shook the skull cane in his hand, and kept chanting some obscure incantations on his lips.

His voice was obviously small, but everyone in a radius of a hundred miles heard those words with strange tones.

It was as if the incantation that came out of the old man's mouth turned into a substance, and the breeze swept across the whole land.

Seeing this strange situation, General Zhang couldn't hold it anymore, and the enemy's spiritual magician was obviously preparing a big killing move.

"Up!"

He commands all the ranged troops, firing all sorts of attacks at the old man in the air.

There are flying arrows with elemental power, and there are pure spiritual attacks, which envelop those few Spirit King Spirit Sect powerhouses, and they all shot one after another.

Huge flying rocks, choppy waters, blazing fireballs......

The attacks flying in the sky were like a brilliant fireworks, causing people to be dazzled.

The target of the attack, the tall samurai, did not panic at all.

He swiped the blade of his knife lightly across his thumb, and a trace of black liquid flowed out and stained the blade.

He grasped the long knife, closed his eyes, and meditated for a moment. The next moment, the black blood turned into a thick black qi, lingering on the entire long knife.

The figure of the samurai disappeared again, and in the next moment, a large area of sword light appeared in the entire area surrounding the rickety old man.

The black sword light did not flash for a moment, but remained in the air, as if the air had been permanently cut by him, leaving traces that could not be recovered.

The black scars soon spread in all directions, like a large black net, enveloping the samurai and the old man in it.

Above the big net, the black gas was thick, like a black flame, constantly beating.

Attacks followed, and when those spiritual spells and arrows touched the net, they were all corroded by the black gas on it, turning into a ball of powder, and spilling it with the wind.

"Come again! There are so many of us that there will always be a moment when we will run out of his strength!" shouted General Zhang.

Then, the second, third, and even seventh rounds of attacks all touched the edge of the black web in the sky.

But without exception, none of them can break through in the slightest.

And after these seven rounds of attack, the black qi on the black net has not decreased by half a point, but the spiritual power and physical strength of the attacker have been consumed a lot.

Even General Zhang's attack with the strength of the Spirit Emperor had little effect.

"Could it be that the warrior is also above the Spirit Emperor, the unattainable Spirit Emperor and Spirit Saint level?...

He had met the rickety old man before, and the old man's unfathomable strength had already shocked him quite a lot.

And now, there is another equally strong warrior, and the strength of the Spirit Emperor, who he is proud of, is as small as a grasshopper shaking a tree in front of his opponent.

General Zhang's face sank fiercely, his face was fierce, and a touch of madness swept across his eyes.

"Leave those two in the sky alone!

"Gaochuan City has very few troops, it must not last long, so they will rush me!"

This time, he took out a Fang Tian painting halberd, flew low in front of the army, and led all the soldiers in the rear to kill in front!

"Rush!"

"Kill!"

The deafening shouts of encouragement resounded throughout the world again, and the soldiers of Takagawa Castle on the city wall were stunned at the sight of the broken jar and the enemy army that was soon close at hand.

They were born in peacetime and only participated in some small fights, and it was the first time they had met such a large-scale war.

Although the previous rhetoric was still lingering in their ears, the yellow sand in the sky and the arrival of the army in front of them at this time made them even more frightened.

At this time, the generals of Gaochuan City were in danger and commanded the panicked people:

"The first echelon, take out the fire rain arrows and go to the top first!"

"Second echelon, prepare catapults behind them, place cryopods on the catapults!"

"The third echelon is responsible for transporting materials up and down the city wall to ensure that weapons and ammunition are sufficient!"

"Lord Void King, please give way!" the general suddenly shouted to Yu Zhang.

Yu Zhang looked at him in amazement, impressed by his courage, based on the command he had just put in danger, the face of this general had already been remembered in Yu Zhang's mind.

Yu Zhang quickly retreated the space, and he spread his wide wings again, watching the battle in the air.

At the moment of the war, I no longer care about the consumption of more or less spiritual power.

Yu Zhang looked up at the sky, at this moment, no one paid attention to the warriors and old men in the black net.

Even though the old man's spell still kept echoing in his ears, in the thrilling battlefield, the magic sound seemed to have been used to by everyone.

Yu Zhang saw that the necromancer's eyes and the two hollow eye sockets of the skull on the crutches were filled with gray gas, and they were so full that they overflowed outward.

"Stop!"

Yu Zhang suddenly ordered the soldiers who were ready to attack below.