Feng Que has actually always understood that if there is a king in the necromantic team, except for Wu Yuanshuang, he really doesn't think about it as a second person, but now that it has been confirmed, he has regained his composure for the first time.

Feng Que said to Yun Haoxuan and the others: "The two of you quickly retract your divine sense, this Wu Yuanshuang is a spiritual cultivation strength, even if it is discounted after turning into a dead spirit, it must be above the peak stage of the fifth order of the major cultivation period." ”

He reminded in his mouth, but it was too late, the necromantic king who was galloping on his horse seemed to have also felt the divine sense coverage of Yun Haoxuan and Cinnabar, and let out a sharp neigh, and the six-fingered bone palm grabbed the void in front of him.

Cinnabar and Yun Haoxuan suddenly felt a violent tearing pain in their minds, and grabbed them frantically towards their spiritual platform, both of them are extremely skilled in the collection and release of divine consciousness, and at this moment, after this tearing, although part of the divine consciousness is collected, the pain will be difficult to disappear for a while.

Among the two, especially Yun Haoxuan, the trauma was relatively great, his eyes were black, and he was a little faint.

Sun Simiao, who was next to him, hurriedly held it up, and seeing that Cinnabar was also sitting on the ground, he immediately took out two nourishing grasses from his arms, kneaded them vigorously into juice, and poured them into the mouths of the two respectively.

Seeing this, Feng Que couldn't help but change color a little, whether the other party was a spiritual cultivation stage skill, even if it was a high-level cultivator now, it was not something that ordinary people could deal with.

He suddenly said in a loud voice: "This necromantic king is the soul of the opponent's necromantic army, as long as you defeat him, I believe things will be much easier." Shake Sen, you are here to command the defense, turn the offensive momentum into a complete defense, and I will go to meet him for a while.

Shake Sen smiled coldly and said, "Feng Que, I'm sorry, I don't accept this decision!"

Feng Que looked at Shake Sen with a puzzled look, but saw the latter and said with a resolute face: "I, Shake Sen is a person from the Divine Thunder Palace, and I am also a disciple of the Divine Domain, and the battle I have always longed for is to fight the strong, not to mention that you are the main general, if you lose once, I am afraid that the confidence of our entire human race will collapse, so let me go." ”

Feng Que was furious, and shouted loudly: "It's nonsense, do you know what you're doing?" ”

Shake Sen said coldly: "Feng Que, everyone is from the Divine Domain Sect, I'm afraid you won't be able to scare me!"

At this moment, suddenly Tang Xiaojiao let out an exclamation: "Damn, who is that guy in black, who looks so familiar, and is so brave, he has rushed forward." ”

Everyone's eyes followed his guidance, and even Feng Que and Shake Sen stopped arguing and turned their heads to look.

Under the defense system of the human race, a young man in black actually stepped out of the crowd, jumped up and jumped in the plain with a thunderous speed, and attacked the incoming necromantic king.

Cinnabar had basically returned to normal at this moment, as a spiritual cultivator, as far as his eyes could see, he immediately recognized the person's back, and immediately was dumbfounded, and said in his mouth: "That's Senior Brother Duan Leng!"

Tang Xiaojiao sighed when he heard this: "I didn't see it, this cold is still a man of action." ”

The black-clothed young man who was like a black lightning bolt rushing towards the Necromantic King was Duan Leng with a resolute face.

Duan Leng's blood was boiling at the moment, in fact, as early as when Feng Que recognized this necromancer as Wu Yuanshuang, he was already a little unable to hold back his fighting intent.

Fighting against masters to improve himself has always been the path of cultivation that he adheres to, even if it is extremely dangerous, not to mention that he has an extremely secret purpose in his heart, which is not known to outsiders, so he resolutely decided to take the lead and attack this necromantic king Wu Yuanshuang.

Seeing this, Feng Que's expression changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "It's too dangerous, Duan Leng, come back to me quickly." ”

But at this moment, in the middle of Duan Leng's attack, how could he hear his shout, under the flow of blood, Duan Leng was like a young and vigorous cheetah, frantically sweeping away in the grass.

In his ears he could only hear the whirring of the wind, and his own wheezing, and he was deaf to everything else.

As he ran, his arms spread out twice, and a pitch-black dark gold had spread, and the two arms were like two mountain-breaking knives, and like water-splitting swords, rushing towards the Necromantic King together with his body.

The Necromantic King Wu Yuanshuang was between the rides, menacing, and it had already spotted the black-clothed young man who was rushing straight towards him.

The young man's face was resolute, and in his rapid ups and downs, there was a very amazing murderous aura around him, this murderous aura was so thick and wide that even it couldn't help but be a little shocked.

But in this situation where the army of necromancers is rushing in thousands of ways, it also deeply understands that no matter what, it can't be stopped by this celebrity-bred boy, let alone hindered by him.

On the hills directly north of the demon race, the little demon lord finally fixed his eyes on the collision scene of this one-man ride, and his expression couldn't hide his surprise and said:

"Unexpectedly, this human race actually has such a brave person, it's really good. ”

Not far from him, I don't know when Burning Xi has returned, the light in his eyes is uncertain, and he also sighs in his mouth: "It's just a pity that this Terran boy is a young man, and the Necromantic King is not something he can stop." ”

The little demon lord said coldly: "Yan Xi, have you heard people say that the strength of strong opponents is not only respected, but momentum is also extremely crucial, I hope that this black-clothed Terran boy can give me a little surprise." ”

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The two came out of each other, both in an instant, and the necromantic king rode a white bone horse condescendingly, like the wind rolling wildly.

And the black-clothed young man Duan Liang was like a black sharp knife, suddenly appearing in front of the Necromantic King, and both sides almost never expected, almost in an instant, they had already encountered each other head-on, and the battle had already occurred at the same time.

The white bone horse let out a long whimpering and tearing roar, the front hooves exploded over the top, the hind limbs stood up, and they had already pulled back on the spot, and Duan Lengwu didn't avoid it, and actually rushed forward from the front of the horse with both arms.

Seeing the adjacent bone horse raising its hooves in front of him, his arms standing in his palms, like a "ten" figure, lattice at the door in front of him, almost at the same time, the golden life force of the arms was released, extending from the end of the fingers to the elbows of the arms, and a dark golden cold breath was released.

A cold sword blade carried a killing intent, and the two arms were like swords, which had already poked out forward, and the castration did not stop, directly cutting the bone horse in front of him with the figure "ten".

With a "click" sound of bones shattering, Duan Leng actually broke into the horse, directly slashing the mount of the Necromantic King into a mess of bones, exploding and flying into the air.