Many of the undead in the undead tribe all came out when they heard the sound of fighting, and found the bodies of the leader Ye Ying and the rest of the people, and the inexplicable emotions were contagious among the crowd, and then everyone gathered around Qin Hao and Xiao Bai. m.

Hundreds of undead people gathered together, exuding a thick dead aura, and the people present didn't say too much, and they all used their own means to attack Qin Hao and Xiaobai.

Suddenly, the already dark night light in the sky was stained with a touch of turquoise, and a huge number of dark fires floated in the sky, like a green flower, blooming under the cover of night.

There are also immortals, chanting some vague incantations in their mouths, as if communicating some inexplicable existence, and the power of the unfathomable curse spreads among the tribe.

The body of the undead is not very powerful, and the attack mainly relies on the cursed power of those dark attributes that are burned by the dead air, and some dark attributes.

A turquoise flame slowly drifted and came to Qin Hao's body, as if it was a rallying call on the battlefield, and in an instant, all the attacks rushed towards Qin Hao and Xiaobai.

The dark green light contained the dark fire, the pale red curse turned into a poisonous snake, and the gray dead qi was also gathered into a sharp sword, and the entire sky seemed to be shrouded in these colorful attacks, like a net of heaven and earth, enveloping Qin Hao and Xiaobai.

Qin Hao looked at these people, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes that turned into human shapes.

Recite!

A dragon groan sounded, and Qin Hao instantly turned into the body of a dragon, and the power of the five elements was blessed on his body to defend against the power of various curses.

The dragon's mouth opened wide, and a raging torrent erupted towards the scorching fire in the sky in front of him.

Among the five elements, water overcomes fire, although ordinary water can't extinguish those soul-destroying fires, as long as the difference between levels is not too big, quantitative changes can still cause qualitative changes.

The torrent that changes from the power of its own water is not ordinary ordinary water, not to mention that the torrent spewed out by the dragon from the cloud and the body of the dragon is enough to extinguish these dim and weak dark fires.

Bang bang bang! It was as if a heavy rain was pouring down in the sky, extinguishing the fires and the hope of the undead.

Because they saw that Qin Hao's dragon tail, which showed dignity and strength, had already been swung up from afar, and with one move of the dragon tail, the huge power contained in it was straight towards the undead crowd.

Bang!

It was like a scoop of cold water added to a hot oil pot, and suddenly many undead people were shocked and scattered and flew out.

There were some undead people who faced Qin Hao's dragon tail, and when they were still in mid-air after receiving a strong impact, they had already exploded, and some of the undead who were just swept by the tip of the tail were also seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Many immortals felt despair, they didn't expect Qin Hao to be such a powerful monster, the gap between these powers was so great that it was really difficult to fill in the numbers.

One of the remaining undead couldn't help but sing the ancient sacrificial ballad, a ballad made up of the language of the undead tribe.

It is a song that has been sung for generations in the undead tribe in ancient times, and also praises the ancestors of their undead.

One person opened his mouth to sing, the song was full of sadness and despair, and the rest of the people were also infected, and the undead who fell to the ground for a long time were not thinking about standing up and resisting, the huge gap in strength between them and Qin Hao was like a heavenly sting, which really made people unable to resist.

Qin Hao couldn't understand what they were singing, and he didn't want to know it, the dragon claws were raised high, and he was about to end the lives of these immortals.

Unexpectedly, above this man's sky, there was a sudden movement.

What is that?

Qin Hao looked up at the sky, in the dim sky, there seemed to be a space that had been suddenly blackened, it was not an ordinary night, it was a kind of black that looked like his eyes were blind, there was no light at all, like a black hole absorbing all the light.

"Spatial rifts?" Qin Haolong stared at the sky, and with his gaze, he could naturally see that this was a spatial rift.

"What's that place in there?" Qin Hao looked at the inducing darkness and groaned.

"God! God has descended! The undead who had fallen to the ground saw the darkness in the sky, and they all got up in ecstasy, dancing and shouting.

Every tribe has a tradition of sacrifice, especially an undead tribe like them, although it has long since fallen, it is also a tribe that existed during the period of Emperor Xuanyuan after all.

There were also miracles among their tribes that had taken place during the sacrifices, and now they were happening just as they had been told by their forefathers, and an unspeakable darkness would fall from the sky with the singing of their sacrificial songs, and then someone from their tribe would be able to ascend to it.

In the past undead tribes, it has always been said that after passing through this darkness is eternal light, that is, you can get anything you want, and all the undead are proud to pass through this darkness, and legend has it that behind it there is their undead god.

It's just that later the undead tribe has almost lost this tradition.

Although people can sing this ballad for the festival, because their number is so small, there are few festivals anymore.

Unexpectedly, today's dying singing actually triggered a miracle that could not happen in ordinary times.

All the immortals knelt on the ground, and then threw themselves to the ground, praying sincerely.

Qin Hao looked at these immortals and felt a little ridiculous, he didn't expect that they actually believed in a creature from another world, it was better to ask for others than for himself, what did it have to do with him if he could be strong.

"I'd like to see you, what the hell is this?"

Qin Hao stared at the darkness in the sky, it was obvious that this was not a naturally formed crack, because Qin Hao could see the surging power of various laws in it, and the rules of the world were repelling this dark space.

Whew! There were all sorts of voices rippling in the sky, the humble sound of prayers, the surging sound of the power of the law, the whirring of the wind in the air.

Suddenly, there was a click! In that dark space, it was as if a thunderbolt sounded, and it was as if the scorching sun suddenly appeared in the night.

The sky, which was extremely dark, suddenly lit up with a dazzling white light.