"The real mansion steps, all the ghosts and gods, three sounds. Order, draw the soul to lead, town. Pressing the Quartet! ”

The clear voice echoed through the muddy mosquitoes and flies, wolves howling and dogs barking, and the roaring of the undead, like a touch of righteousness rushing into the sky, piercing the black clouds on the top of the cover, and brightening the light. Ming came out of Xu Yuan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the battlefield, wandering a Nemean warrior in tattered silver armor and carrying a sword, they walked aimlessly among the corpses, their armor and long sword stained with blood, as if they had just experienced a bloody battle, but they were confused like poor children who could not find a home.

Suddenly, all the warriors raised their heads and looked into the depths of the battlefield, they tilted their ears sideways, as if listening to something, the blood-red aura slowly faded, the confused eyes of the warriors gradually became clear, and then these warriors let out an earth-shattering cry in unison:

"Nemea!"

Every soldier began to walk into the depths of the battlefield, their steps were steady, their fighting spirit was high, and they shouted the name of the motherland, as if they were participating in the military parade of the emperor. Hold the blade of the martial arts. Slow forward.

"Nemea!!"

A warrior gathered together and merged into a torrent of red and silver, and they sang the country. In the name of home, marching on the battlefield of the dead, no one can stop this army. Solid. No. Destroying the Army. team, this unstoppable torrent.

"Nemean !!"

A ragged battle flag slowly slowed down in this army of torn armor and broken blades. team. Yang Zhu. The blood-stained white background flag fluttered high, the golden lion was still roaring, the soldiers roared passionately, tears rolled down their faces unconsciously, and scattered into white points of light in the air. The team walked faster and faster, until it turned into a ribbon of countless points of light in the run, and quickly rolled into the depths of the battlefield.

The black light suddenly bloomed in the noisy roar of the undead, and the divine light from the underworld was like the majestic gaze of the emperor of the ages, and the corpse that had not yet risen fell to the ground, completely silent, and the weak goblin undead trembled under the dark divine light. Trembling, the green soul fire in his eyes was swaying and about to be extinguished, the orc undead were like a quagmire, unable to move an inch, and the undead frenzy that could destroy everything was forcibly blocked by Lin Qing halfway.

"Oriental, your trick is ingenious," a voice of gnashing teeth sounded behind the undead, necromancy. The blue flame in the teacher's eyes couldn't stop shaking, and he was obviously extremely angry, "But it's just a trick!" ”

Erian Sheffield reached to his chest and grabbed the necromancy with his withered right hand. The necklace around the division's neck, and a skull pendant were held in his hand.

"I should have defeated you directly from the soul!"

"I am the Lord of Death, I am the Lord of Souls,

The sleeper awakens in me, and the immortal shines in me,

I have created refuge for the dead and immortalized,

On the balance of samsara, only my soul is eternal. ”

Prayer and chanting incantations, the law of the dead. The eyes of the skeleton in the master's hand suddenly lit up red, and the formless and substantial soul power was released from the skeleton's eye, like an invisible wall of force, slamming into the black divine light emitted by the phantom of the underworld.

Burst. Necromancy. The blue flame in the teacher's eyes suddenly went out, and immediately lit up, but it was a lot dimer, this scene made Lin Qing almost laugh out loud, this dark divine light is the supernatural vision of the underworld, which can deter evil spirits. Suppressing the soul and driving away the evil spirit, Elian Sheffield used his soul power to fight with the divine light, which is equivalent to resisting the spell of the soul and Lin Qing, this time it is enough for this undead method. Shi gasped for a moment.

Although the practice is stupid, it does work, and the black divine light is no longer pressed. The undead of orcs and goblins, these bloodthirsty undead roared towards Lin Qing again, and the fierce and terrifying faces were getting closer and closer to Lin Qing, as if they were going to drown him and tear him to pieces in the next moment.

"Roar!!

"Nemeawan. Year!!! ”

A stream of silver-white light crossed the void and fell straight into the huge underworld behind Lin Qing, the soul cry that resounded through the heavenly vault was deafening, and the undead spirits of orcs and goblins froze in place at this moment, bound to their bodies. The memory of the soul roaring against the high spirits goes deep into the core of the soul.

Squeak......

The dark black door of Hades slowly opened, and the sound of tooth-aching friction could not help but make people feel a fear of the unknown in their hearts.

The sound of neat footsteps came from the underworld, and the Nemean war spirits stepped on the array, walking out of the underworld, the broken blood-stained battle armor was replaced by a brand new black battle armor, these war spirits were no longer the embarrassment when they roamed, they were in good spirits, the army was neat, the morale was high, and a black lion flag was hung high, like an army ready to enter the battlefield. Team.

These Nemean warriors had a firm faith. Yang, after they died in battle, they should have been accepted by Layshan and promoted to the kingdom of God who believed in gods, but because of the obsession in their hearts and the invasion of the evil spirit on the battlefield, these soldiers had to stay on this battlefield and were taken away by the evil spirit of the soldiers. Chi, continue to fight against the souls of orc goblins in the same situation.

This also summoned this resurrected army for Lin Qing. Team mention. For convenience, the evil spirit of the soldiers was dispelled and dissolved by the majesty of the underworld, and the strong will of the warriors ensured the strength and integrity of the soul, and with the obsession of defeating the orcs in their hearts, it didn't take much effort to put the battle spirit of nearly two thousand Nemean lion legions into Lin Qing's command.

"Deal with them!" Holding the skull pendant, Elian Sheffield's eyes were uncertain, and the situation continued to turn against him, and he once again urged the attack of the undead frenzy to achieve victory in the shortest possible time.

"Roar!"

"Nemea...... Ten thousand. Year! ”

The horrific undead collided with the resurrected spirits, enemies of life and death before death, and still rivals after death, the scattered army of the undead stormed the positions of the Nemean spirits, while the Nemean spirits stood tall in the waves like a solid black reef.

"Oriental, I confess to underestimating you," said Erian Sheffield in a low voice, looking at the stalemate of the battlefield, "Your soul will serve as part of my collection, as part of the honor that will accompany Erian Sheffield throughout his life." ”

"It's a feast for the wraith!"

Boom. Necromancy. The pendant in Shi's hand was crumpled to pieces, and the fragments pierced his dry palm, and drops of blood dripped down.

Mournful sobs resounded in the night wind, and in addition to the rich rancid stench, the hot night wind seemed to bring the cold of the northern land of ice and snow, the kind of cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Blurry figures appeared in the night, they floated in the air, swam and circled like fish in the water, they sobbed quietly, as if they were sad, but with hatred. The hateful and bloodthirsty eyes stared at Lin Qing, eager to drink the blood and feast.

One hundred, two hundred, or three hundred? Countless resentful spirits appeared, covering the stars, covering the moon, and the wind filled with their sorrowful roars, which only blood and souls could caress them. Soothe the resentment that fills the chest.

Lin Qing's eyes. There was a hint of solemnity, and he took a full breath, then slowly blew it out.

Call......

In an instant, the cloudy wind in the sky shrouded the resentful spirits, and the resentful spirits hurriedly raised their arms to cover them, but to no avail, the bitter and painful sharp. The sky that occupies the night seems to have undergone a thousand cuts, and the wraiths have been reduced to ashes by the wind in their struggles.

"You're talking too much."

Lin Qing raised his left hand, and a black light flew out of his sleeve, penetrating the Necromancy Technique twenty meters away. division's chest, nailed him to the ground.

"How...... Probably ...... "Necromancy. Shi looked at the paper yellow on his chest. The colored long sword, his face was incredulous, and he only now realized that the resentful spirit armor around him had been blown into ashes by Lin Qing in one breath.

"Kill the undead master Elion Sheffield and get 3,000 bonus points and a three-star item card!"