Although they were already aware, they had to rush towards the city. Because there may be only hope for survival, especially if it is deliberately driven away by an army of the undead.

They were thrilling along the way, and quickly rushed to the front of Yuncheng. The other monks had already entered the city gates and were confronting the Yin soldiers in the city.

"Do you really want to go in" Xiao Mo's voice trembled, but. The falling divine light immediately interrupted his words. Although they were far apart, the undead creatures seemed to be able to hear their words, and the divine light continued to fall on them, as if intent on driving them away.

Without any hesitation, Su Li had already rushed to the side of the monks in front of the city gate, and watched with them at the armor priests in the dead city. There was a deathly silence, and the two sides seemed to be in a delicate situation.

Blood and rain are flying, and those Yin soldiers are exuding the breath of ancient vicissitudes, as if they have lived for endless years, as if they are ancient characters reappearing in the world.

The divine light was dazzling, cutting through the blood curtain, and falling towards the city gate, Su Li had no choice, and finally took a crucial step, the Yin soldiers in the city had already stopped their drills, and stood there like a huge tombstone looking at him coldly.

One step, two steps, three steps

Su Li took the lead into the ancient city

The attack of the army of the undead was finally beyond him. The Yin soldiers in ancient armor didn't strike at him. Pleura and Han Xiaosheng cautiously came to Su Li's side.

A team of Yin soldiers had extremely dark eyes, and they all raised the ancient Tiege in their hands, Han Xiaosheng's face suddenly turned pale, but the Yin soldiers did not make a move, and continued to practice in the blood rain, which made several people suddenly breathe a sigh of relief.

They didn't dare to go deep into the dead city, they only stood quietly not far from the city gate, and if it weren't for the army of the undead bombarding outside, they wouldn't have been able to hide here.

In the distance, the cultivators who did not die saw a few people hiding safely in the dead city, and all of them began to rush here. The group of undead did not embarrass them, and seemed to be determined to give them a way to live, and wanted to force everyone into the ancient city to explore the way.

Only a few dozen people remained in the dead city, and the rest were all wiped out by the undead bombardment. And at this time, the violent attack of the undead turned from the white bone land to the dead city. A stream of red light blasted on the city wall, and many beams of light fell and spread out in the city.

Everyone was affected again, and at this time, hundreds of Yin soldiers near the city gate raised their ancient spears and iron ge, and they all greeted the beam of light in the sky.

The ancient weapons that seemed to be rusty and damaged were able to resist most of them after meeting those divine lights. Those divine lights couldn't hurt these Yin soldiers, but these hundreds of people were also shocked and their feet were unsteady, and their bodies were constantly shaking.

Su Li keenly noticed that the ancient city was shining with a demonic light that soared into the sky, and the evil black light blocked the attack of most of the undead army, otherwise I am afraid that these Yin soldiers would not be able to really block the repeated bombardment of these waves of strong attacks.

The fact that the Dead City is so mysterious and terrifying that the army of the undead dare not approach this place may be the reason for all this.

"Town"

A leisurely reprimand suddenly sounded, giving people the feeling of endless and distant vicissitudes, the red light of the Yin Ghost Flag on the city gate tower soared into the sky, and the light and rain in the sky fell down. The Yin soldiers hurriedly retreated, and it was the Yin Ghost Banner that came out.

The Yin Ghost Banner continued to sound violently on the ancient city wall, and the flag flipped and emitted an invisible sound wave, like a terrifying wave surging, and it actually pushed everyone into the depths of the ancient city streets. Except for Xiao Mo, no one at the scene could stay near the city gate, and even the hundreds of Tianyin soldiers had to wave their ancient weapons and retreat towards the rear.

"Town"

Another divine voice sounded. The red light surrounded Xiao Mo, like Xiao Mo who was dyed red with blood, sacred and majestic, he sat cross-legged on the ground, swept away the previous cynicism, and now he was extremely tranquil and elegant.

In the red light, Xiao Mo slowly floated up from the ground, he was sitting in the void, and a huge throne appeared around him, and the aura of vastness and vicissitudes was emitted from the looming throne.

Look far away. Xiao Mo was sitting on the throne, and the red light above his head conjured up a huge skull, the whole person was ethereal like the rebirth of a ghost lord, but it was completely opposite to the breath of the undead walking corpse, peaceful and sacred.

He is like an initiation, his whole temperament has changed greatly, and the transcendence is a true portrayal of him at the moment.

Sit quietly on your throne and recite obscure ancient scriptures. He closed his eyes and fell into a special Dao realm. In the distance, everyone was both envious and afraid of Xiao Mo's encounter, and there was no doubt that the ghost had fulfilled him. It is impossible for this kind of holy weapon to have only one kind of scripture, just like the legendary Three Emperor Ding of the Human Race and the Qingtian Lotus of the Demon Race, which were inherited from the Ten Thousand Valleys and qualified to be recorded and included, all of which are peerless top exercises.

It's just that no one knows what kind of benefits Xiao Mo has gotten now, whether he will become a master of the human world, or a new generation leader of the aristocratic undead army, no one knows.

Afar. The roar of the earth-shattering walking corpse was briefly calmed down by the red glow of the Yin Ghost Banner. But it didn't take long for the Legion to roar and shake the sky again, and one after another necromantic spells blasted towards the dead city.

Although the sky above the dead city has been shrouded in a black light. But a lot of divine light still rushed in, and all the Yin soldiers raised their ancient weapons to resist.

Except for Xiao Mo, who was safe and sound, the other cultivators were miserable, they were forced into such a mysterious and unknown ancient city full of horror, it was really a dilemma.

Seeing that Xiao Mo was safe and sound, Su Li ran along the ancient streets again towards the depths of the ancient city. Although Xiao Mo is fine, if they don't leave, they will have to explain here. In the face of the army of the undead, the spell of the saint-level powerhouse will change color when it comes, and at this moment, although the spell is infinitely weakened by the black light emitted by the ancient city, it is not something that Su Li and they can resist.

Han Xiaosheng and the others followed Su Li to run in the ancient street, and the monks of the various sects scattered at this moment were extraordinarily cooperative, and followed a few people in front of them to chase down, and the only way to survive was to stay away from the battlefield near the city gate.

The people in the rear, after a moment of hesitation, all rushed into the depths of the street, if they left there for a while, everyone would be bombarded by the undead spell, and those Yin soldiers also retreated, but they still did not attack everyone, they seemed to be stone statues without feelings.

However, many cultivators gradually became uneasy, because they saw a lot of white bones on the streets, and these people should be people living in the city, and finally died here for no reason. It's just that everyone has no way to retreat, so they can only wait quietly in the depths of the streets of the ancient city. Wait for everything to calm down.