Zhu Xing's heart is as bright as a mirror, reflecting the void, the surrounding range of fifty meters is like watching a fish in the palm of his hand, the platinum holy flame burning holy sword in his hand turned into a dazzling white-gold sword light, vertical and horizontal, all the citizens of Stratholme who were corroded into zombies and skeletons by the undead plague turned into a handful of ashes, and a moment later, when he walked from the city gate to the street, there was no zombie or skeleton on the entire street, and the road was empty, leaving only a handful of gray ashes!

After arriving at the corner of the street, Zhu Xing also followed the location of the bloody crusade fortress that Riverley said, turned his feet, and turned into a street on the left-hand side, just like the previous street, the road here is also full of slow, hideous, ugly, and heavy rancid zombies and skeletons, he did not stop, and always maintained a speed, that is, not fast, nor slow at the usual walking speed, step by step into this street, facing the rubbing shoulders, bustling natural disasters and undead, In fact, the endless, razor-sharp white gold rays formed by the 'Aura of Punishment' on his body alone, and the seemingly thin, but extremely strong and flexible layer on his body. The armor transformed by the pious aura is enough to make these natural calamity undead who are just the dreaded demon king and Kel'thugad piggybacking on their feet, corrupted by ordinary Stratholme, except for the numerical advantage, whether it is liliang or speed, they can't pose any threat, but Zhu Xing still hasn't stopped swinging his sword, this is because there are too many of these catastrophic undead!

Just like a meat grinder, it also has volume problems, and it is not so fast to exceed it......

Zhu Xing's 'Punishment Aura' is like this!

Those Scourge spirits are not strong enough, but. There are just too many. Therefore. Even if these platinum rays were like laser nets, cutting these natural calamity undead into pieces and burning them to ashes, they couldn't keep up with the speed at which these undead were pouring in, so although this 'punishment aura' spread a thick layer of ashes under Zhu Xing's feet, but. He felt a growing resistance.

In this way, Zhu Xing naturally couldn't stop the long sword of the platinum holy flame in his hand!

The sword light crisscrossed and could instantly slash those crazy resurrected natural disaster undead into two pieces and burn them to pieces!

In this way, Zhu Xing walked through three streets in a row, and his sword heart, which was as clear as a mirror, suddenly realized that there was not a single natural disaster undead in front of him, but he found some strange existences that seemed to have holy power but not holy power, and the aura of these guys was very strange. One by one, the breath fluctuates violently, like a madman who has fallen into a state of rage!

Zhu Xing's heart moved. Immediately thought of the Scarlet Crusader, of course, this was not the noble and proud Scarlet Crusader before the death of the Great Lord Mograini, but the mad, tyrannical, and completely irrational degenerate mad Crusader who was ruled by Dathohan, Ethanlien, and Abydis after Mograine's death!

Although he thought that it was the Scarlet Crusaders, his footsteps were not chaotic, and he still walked towards the place where these fanatical Scarlet Crusaders were stationed, and when he burned a zombie to ashes with the Platinum Holy Flame, he finally saw the Scarlet Crusader Fortress designed and built by the Dreadlord Banazal!

This is a huge, heavy, and solid castle surrounded by walls, because the city wall is too high, Zhu Xing can only guess from this tall and spectacular wall that it is a castle inside, and on top of this huge city wall, there is also a very atmospheric gate, although there are various wooden stakes in front of the door, and a bunker bunker made of bricks and stones, Zuihou is in front of this magnificent gate, there are warriors wearing blood-red armor and holding swords, blood-red robes, and blood-colored crusader mages holding staffs, cover each other, each form a team, guarding inside and outside this gate, in these blood crusaders guarding the gate, although there is no regular queue, at first glance, it looks quite messy, like a group of rabble, but under Zhu Xingtong's clear and clear sword heart observation, the firepower of these messy blood crusaders just covers all the areas from the street entrance to this gate, and there is no dead end at all!

In this way, Zhu Xing finally understood that the area from the street entrance to the gate of the fortress was empty and clean, not even a cockroach or a mouse.

However, Zhu Xing didn't care, these Scarlet Crusaders were indeed much more difficult to deal with than those natural calamity undead who were turned into ashes by him, but they were just difficult to deal with, not that they couldn't be dealt with!

Zhu Xing stood in the shadow at the corner of the street, quietly recovering his strength, and at the same time gathering momentum!

You know, these Scarlet Crusaders fight these natural disasters day and night, none of them can survive, none of them are weak, and it can even be said that none of them are normal, so many people are guarding the gate and the gate of the castle, obviously, it is impossible to sneak in silently, after all, he is a paladin, he is not a thief, as for climbing over the wall, there are also Scarlet Crusaders patrolling on the tall and wide city walls that can run horses, therefore, if you want to enter this castle, there is only one way to do it......

That is, with lightning speed, break through the blockade of these guards as fast as possible, break into the castle, and then go directly underground according to the location that Riverley said, find the painting in the archives, and then leave as fast as possible!

To put it bluntly, it's a quick word!

After Zhu Xing rested for a while, he cultivated his state to the peak, and then, he slowly took a few steps back, and with a strong shock under his feet, the 'punishment aura' with a radius of ten meters was quietly put away, and instead, a translucent griffin quietly appeared, a pair of translucent wings spread silently, this translucent griffin wrapped him whole, and in an instant, a smart, free, and swift aura rose from his body!

"Crusader Aura!"

This aura cannot attack, nor can it defend, nor can it even provide protection against the attribute liliang, but this aura, the ability of this translucent griffin, is to increase the movement speed, and it is a very partial holy light secret rune, but at this moment, in Zhu Xing's opinion, this partial holy light secret rune is the most suitable for him to use!

Then, Zhu Xing bowed slightly, stomped on his feet, and held the platinum holy sword in his hand in front of his chest, wrapped by a translucent griffin, this platinum holy sword formed the most ferocious beak and claws of the griffin, and then the translucent griffin with the blazing platinum holy flame on this beak and claws, suddenly let out a lion roar, and rushed straight to the gate that was closely guarded by the blood-colored crusaders......

This griffin with its wings spread out broke through the barrier of air in an instant, and the sharp and piercing sound of breaking the air made these battle-hardened blood-colored crusaders look solemn, just when they had just raised the idea of an enemy attack, they felt a fierce wind sweeping around them, at the same time, even if these blood-colored crusaders were experienced in a hundred battles, they were still driven by this sudden wind to cut their standing posture of cutting off the fierce attack at any time, and this was still haode, because, They are basically standing on both sides!

The groups of Scarlet Crusaders standing in the center of this gate were not so lucky......

Before these Scarlet Crusaders could understand what was going on, before they could see who was coming by, a white-gold light flashed in front of them, and then they fell into an eternal sleep.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Xing was like a sharp and red-hot kitchen knife, cutting a piece of butter in half in an instant. In the face of these blood-colored crusaders who were blocking his way, he didn't even swing his sword, he just turned the tip of the sword outward, and then rushed directly along the straight line, so that these blood-colored crusaders who were blocking in front didn't even see who it was, and they were instantly cut in two by this long sword that was wrapped in extremely fast speed!

When the wind cleared, the blood-colored crusaders on both sides took a closer look and were stunned...... (To be continued......)

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