Zhang Yuan's heart suddenly became happy, an unexpected gain, this is definitely an unexpected gain! This exercise is exactly what I need......

Zhang Yuan was satisfied and put the sheepskin codex into the space ring. If it weren't for the current danger of war, he really wanted to study it carefully. Zhang Yuan currently has a lot of treasures, but after a series of screenings, he found that there were no items that were helpful to his spiritual power in these treasures. Just as disappointment was haunting him, a piece of pie suddenly fell from the sky, so how could he not be excited?

The cultivation technique of the most powerful summoner in the history of the Dragon God Continent, this is really ...... for Zhang Yuan Priceless!

Zhang Yuan's exaggerated thief smiled, and the people on Finncaran's side were also quite pleasing to the eye, and nodded again and again.

Fincalaan's side really couldn't figure out what this summoner was thinking, and he was so worried that he didn't even dare to take a breath of air, this feeling of being in the hands of others was really embarrassing. Especially Rumei Xuelan, she is in a high position, she has always lived a commanding life, and today she finally understands the artistic conception of stealing her life, and her heart is apprehensive and resentful, and she really wants to peel off the skin and bones of the evil summoner to vent the hatred in her heart.

The elves on Zhang Yuan's side, facing Zhang Yuan at this time, also had some fear in their eyes, especially Bai Dage, the eighth prince of the elves, who was looking for fault all the way, shrunk at this moment, not daring to touch Zhang Yuan's gaze.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan's dragon troops burst out with a loud roar in their throats, as if they were demonstrating and declaring war.

On the right side of the street, undead creatures appeared one after another.

Giant Axe Zombies, Skeleton Warriors, Normal Zombies, Zombie Generals, and so on are complete and numerous. A strong foul smell wafted through the air, making people sick and disgusting.

"Prepare for battle!" When encountering a battle, Zhang Yuan's spiritual platform was immediately clear.

Surprisingly, these undead creatures did not rush blindly in a swarm, but lined up in a very orderly manner. Strong defense, good at melee ground undead creatures are not as good as giant axes, zombies, skeleton warriors charge ahead. Skeleton mages, skeleton archers, etc., hide behind and attack.

These undead creatures seem to have intelligence, or they are commanded by a strategizing general, in an orderly manner.

"Great Wind Elf elemental, listen to the prayers of your most devout devotees and unleash your protective powers, the Wind Shield Barrier!"

Fincalan immediately released the wind defense magic, and after the spell was completed, Zhang Yuan and the others were wrapped in a large wind shield.

Fincalaan's face turned pale as if his magic had been drained. He trembled and took out a bottle of blue potion from the space ring, tilted his neck and drank it dry, and his face slowly recovered.

The strongest defensive magic of the advanced wind system - the wind shield barrier!

Wind magic, known for its sharp attacks, Finkalan used all his magic power to release a pure defensive magic as soon as he came up, you can imagine how steady and precious life he is.

Subsequently, the swarm of bone arrows and death balls proved Fincalaan's foresight.

The ranged attack of the undead creature is negated as soon as it touches the windshield. And Zhang Yuan's side, his companion in the wind hood, can fight back with magic and magic scrolls.

This wind shield barrier, the wind surge is very mysterious, not only can resist the opponent's attack, but also let the attack of the own side through the wind cover, the power is not damaged to smash the enemy, it is really offensive and defensive.

Finchalan sat cross-legged, his eyes and nose watching his heart, and occasionally muttered a murmur or two, as if he was using his magic to repair the cracks created by the attack on the windshield. The precious blue potion, like cheap mineral water, was put into his mouth bottle after bottle, replenishing the consumed magic power.

Plum Shirlan and Lloyd, two high-level magicians, brandished their staffs at this time, and vague magic spells poured out of their mouths like water. Wind blades, tornadoes, wind arrows, lethal monomers, group wind magic, and beads smashed into undead creatures, causing them huge losses.

The elves, led by Bai Dage, the eighth prince of the elves, did not let the magician specialize in beauty. The strangely shaped magic scrolls in their hands are no less lethal than wind-based magic.

Green rhizomes and vines sprouted from the ground, serpent-like squeeze the bodies of the undead creatures, twisting them into powder; The two-meter-tall Treant Warrior wields a massive gavel and violently smashes undead creatures into irregular shapes......

For a time, the undead creatures suffered heavy losses. The magician has a large number of blue potions that replenish his magic power, and Bai Dage, the eighth prince of the elves, is worthy of being the prince of the elves, and he keeps taking out leaf-shaped magic scrolls from the spatial ring and distributing them to his elves.

Zhang Yuan was happy to be idle, so he simply let the dragons attack freely, and also paid attention to protecting himself when attacking, and the lethality of the dragons dropped rapidly.

The undead army is "not afraid of death", charging in waves, and there are reinforcements coming one after another.

After watching the battle situation for a while, Zhang Yuan was a little puzzled, this group of undead attacked very methodically, just like a group of battle-hardened and disciplined soldiers, under the leadership of the general, charging into battle, could someone be commanding this group of undead?

The battle continued for several hours, and by this time the sun was already shining. Finncaran's face turned pale, beads of sweat the size of beans continued to ooze from his forehead, and he couldn't bear to spend so much energy on maintaining the wind shield barrier.

Rumei Shiran and Lloyd also faltered, stopped releasing magic, and sat cross-legged and meditated, after the magician has no magic power, he has no combat power......

And the eighth prince of the elves, Bai Dage's net worth is also running out, judging from the crying expression on his face, there is probably not much left.

On the side of the undead creatures, it was still mighty, and there was an endless stream of reinforcements, and everyone collectively looked at Zhang Yuan. Now only Zhang Yuan's summoning dragon clan has no restrictions.

At the same time, the undead creatures that were clamourily attacking suddenly fell silent and stood solemnly, as if to greet something. The two sides were at a stalemate, and there was no sound except for the muffled incantations that swirled over the Land of the Dead, and a few desperate roars faintly coming from the distant streets.

A heavy coercion oppressed the crowd and made them breathless. "Summon...... Your Excellency, Summoner, you said you would protect our ......," said Fincalaan, choked by fear.

"Shut up!" Zhang Yuan scolded coldly. In his heart, he suddenly had a bad premonition. In the sky, there were bursts of faint and powerful coercion.

The skeletons on the battlefield, the zombies, knelt neatly on the ground, as if to greet their king. "Roar!" A crack cracked in the void, and a dazzling golden light shone through, eclipsing the sunlight as well. Zhang Yuan's pupils contracted, and a cold feeling spread in his heart. This golden light, there is no warmth at all, it invades the sun, bringing a cold and gloomy.

The gap in the void tore a big gap, and the golden light skyrocketed, and a dazzling halo slowly descended.

The halo descended to the ground, revealing its true face, a golden skeleton.

This skeleton is very different from ordinary skeletons, it is three and a half meters tall, its whole body is glowing with golden light, and every bone seems to be made of pure gold, dazzling. On the skull, he actually wears a beautiful crown.

The skeleton of this golden skeleton was flowing with a dazzling and cold light, and the two clusters of soul fire beating in the golden skeleton's eye sockets exuded the aura of domination of the world.

"Skeletron......" Finccaran groaned in pain. Skeletron's eyes looked straight at Zhang Yuan's side, and the soul fire flickered non-stop.

Suddenly, an inky black vortex appeared in the air, and another powerful sense of oppression radiated from the whirlpool.

A black halo emerges from the vortex and descends to the ground. A huge zombie walked out of it, the zombie was dressed in black, shriveled flesh, three and a half meters tall, and the inky black air currents visible to the naked eye swirled around its body.

The zombie's shriveled and rotten lips opened and closed comically, as if mocking. Drops of corpse water slipped from its mouth and sprinkled on the ground, "snorting" and corroding into deep pits. "Zombie King ......" this time is Bai Dage, the eighth prince of the elves.

The Zombie King and Skeletron are the overlords of the undead plane, and they are not only powerful, but also have many younger brothers. The undead creatures on the battlefield were prostrate on the ground, their bodies shaking involuntarily. The Zombie King and Skeletron seem to enjoy the worship of their subordinates, constantly exuding the aura of a king and creating momentum.