Although we began to die step by step at the beginning of our birth in this world, for most people, 'death', and the money that really befell us are like a frog cooked in warm water, and it is difficult to realize the actual existence, but the unknown fear of 'death' is naturally like instinct.

'Revenant' can be described as the term 'death', which is a condensation embodied in the real world, and the soul of the soldier who saves money and fights endlessly after death can be said to be the top leader in the 'Revenant', the murderous aura accumulated on the battlefield in front of the soldiers, mixed with yin, death, evil and so on in death, and the fermentation is finally fused together, and then forms an external effect, similar to the passive skill of fear in magic.

The passive effect of the fear technique carried by this kind of soldier soul talent, for a person like Mu Yuchen whose will has been honed in martial arts cultivation is as indestructible as steel and iron, the feeling brought by it is at most like a midnight breeze, quite a bit so refreshing and cool, even if the other party's assembled military array makes this natural ability superimposed on each other through the fusion of breath! Mu Yuchen's strong spiritual will is still capable, and he calmly regards it as an ignorant dog barking.

But for the newcomers who have just obtained a variety of enhancements, and then made the physical attributes oscillate several times the amplitude, the effect is a completely different situation. The enhancement of the attributes of the neural reflex and thinking brain domain has multiplied the perceptual acuity of the newcomers, but in the state of lack of sufficient will to hone and grow. This kind of spiritual and perceptual attributes skyrocketed, but it had a counterproductive effect on the newcomers when facing the collective fear talent that was naturally released by the Revenant Battle Array.

It is difficult for newcomers to fully control their own abilities, and the perception ability that is almost in a completely open state is almost naked and unfolded with the revenant cavalry, and the fear talent battle array is entangled together, seemingly invisible but real, from the evil spirits, dead qi, and yin qi, which are invisibly like silk threads through perception, and entwined with the hearts of newcomers.

Tan Jian and He Qin, who were far away from the front of the station, were so unbearably shaken. At this moment, Zhou Zhichao and Yu Wenwei are on the front of the battlefield. The kind of pressure you are under can be imagined. In the white mist that was originally illusory and weirdly fluctuating in the mist, the cold figures carrying tall horses one by one revealed their chaotic appearance.

The appearance of the revenant cavalry was obscured by the fog, and it was difficult to make out the naked eye. But when the other party gathered, it instantly blurred in pure white. It's even darker than ink, casting shadows. But with the frost and snow that has shown a clear condensation state, it is instantly highlighted as if it is independent of the world.

The manifested souls were completed in the first time, and the original formation was loosely distributed. The silent and ghostly revenant knights were incomparably silent but incomparably neatly urging, and the war horses under their crotches were also chaotic, and in an instant, dozens of cone-shaped arrows were formed, just like the four hooves of the war horses, full of silence and a dead charge cry.

Even though he was standing behind Zhao Xin, who existed like a shield, the Revenant Cavalry Formation in front of him, which occupied almost the entire world realm and was activated layer by layer like a rushing stream, was still like invisible hands, instantly choking Zhou Zhichao and Yu Wenwei's throats, squeezing the original rhythm of their breathing and heartbeat to a state of near stagnation.

At this moment, it was clear that there were still companions on the same team standing beside him, and he knew that the veterans of the Dao were providing reliable protection, but in the face of the chaotic black tide surging in the silence, a sense of loneliness was still inextricable, surging from the hearts of Zhou Zhichao and Yu Wenwei, like a torrent that should occur in a violent storm.

In the same enhancement of bloodline and ability, compared to the value of one's own basic state, the physical attributes that have been doubled and strengthened several times, and the keen perception system formed and supporters, are also uncontrollable like a beep, exploding danger in the consciousness of the two! Zhou Zhichao and Yu Wenwei, who were at a loss for a moment, were almost completely robbed of all their reaction capabilities.

The pressure of death surging like a pitch-black avalanche squeezed the full potential of Zhou Zhichao and Yu Wenwei, and the demonic vitality hidden in the cells of the two people's bodies was almost crazy under the instinct of survival, mobilizing all the capital that the two of them had, and suddenly the four hooves of the war horse under the crotch of the revenant cavalry, and the world world that was racing suddenly became sluggish.

The distance between them, which was less than 100 meters, had been narrowed to within 50 meters at this moment, and under the cover of the hazy fog, they could only vaguely outline the shadows of the revenant cavalry at this moment, the figure wearing armor and holding a knife and gun seemed to be clearly able to see the scars of swords and arrows covered with their armor.

As if the picture suddenly dropped from one hundred frames to twenty frames, it was still constantly deducing in the world in front of the two of them, the rhythmic and powerful footsteps of the undead war horses galloping, smashing out frost and snow shaped like flowers along the way, and the translucent horses' legs were undulating and moving, just like the war horses in front of them contracting and stretching, that picture was undoubtedly another kind of 'life' existence.

It's close! It's closer! Step by step, it's getting closer! Depressed, helpless, fearful, panicked......, all kinds of negative emotions are almost uninterrupted, in the hearts of Zhou Zhichao and Yu Wenwei, who were deprived of their ability to react, they continued to roar like a river and a sea, and soon the excessive stimulation made the two of them have a keen perception and nerves, and they are more or less sluggish and numb in fatigue.

There is a limit and a fixed point to everything! So capable! So is the wealth! Emotions are so! The same goes for fear! The invisible strings that were tense in the hearts of Zhou Zhichao and Yu Wenwei had completely lost the tension to continue stretching at this moment, and then the unparalleled fear and shock that originated from the oppressive force of the revenant cavalry's charge were also dulled.

The three groups of arrow formations in the first wave of the cavalry charge have merged with each other in the silent advance, and then built a larger arrow array, like a black that jumps like smoke like a flame, but the wisps are ghostly, full of tightly arranged revenant cavalry, in the small and almost non-existent subtle gap, at this moment the entire arrow formation exists as one.

The furrows under the torn leather helmets on the rotten faces, the muscles that were not covered by the skin, were almost as cold as steel, and the only expressions of these revenant cavalry were revealed, but in their spark-like eyes, the hatred and greed for the living beings were boiling, and they continued to jump wildly without showing it.

Those who were mobilized to the periphery with the adjustment of the arrow array, those revenant knights with spears, spears, maces, etc., and long-handled weapons had already raised their arms, which were originally holding weapons that naturally drooped by their sides. The breath full of active life that was constantly drawing closer, like a 'poison' stimulating the will to kill of the souls, a kind of excitement was silently but clearly bursting out.

Zhou Zhichao and Yu Wenwei, who gradually regained their limited mobility from the paralysis that almost took away their feelings, faced with such a terrifying scene in front of them, such as a forest of swords and guns, ghostly and close at hand, but the excessive fear still seemed to destroy the fear itself in the relationship between the two at the same time.

Zhou Zhichao's seemingly dull pupils, a crazy color mixed with the taste of rage, accompanied by the abnormal expansion of the blood vessels in the whites of his eyes, and his pupils were completely soaked into bright red, and his hideous expression squirmed in Zhou Zhichao's facial features, but a trace of reason that came from nowhere suppressed this kind of rage and hideousness in front of the hysterical border!

Yu Wenwei, who is about less than a meter away from Zhou Zhichao, obviously has more ingredients called reason than the former in her eyes and expression! Compared with Zhou Zhichao, whose mental activities were almost stagnant, Yu Wenwei's subtle expression was still vague, revealing a look that should be called a choice, but then her will reflected the taste of determination.

However, just when the reincarnators who lured the enemy head-on were about to accelerate to the peak state of the charge, the moment the revenant cavalry collided with each other, a round of pure golden light like the sun sprinkled down from the fog above both sides, and sprinkled down towards the ground, and a blade of brilliance burning with scorching brilliance completely shredded the fog under the cover of the sun, and suddenly the silent but painful cry that could penetrate the hearts of the people burst out from the charging formation of the revenant cavalry like an explosion.

The sky didn't know when the road was ambushed to perform the flying technique, Song Yanzheng, who was ambushed, was brilliant, and the continuous release was as bright as the sun, and the unknown prayer holy words were behind the blade of the sun, like a song but magnificent in the sky, and then those lightsabers that interrupted the rhythm of the charge of the revenant cavalry, but did not seem to cause much damage to the other party, as if resonating in Song Yan's holy hymn, the little sun spread the hot brilliance of the sun on the ground.

"Sober me up! Brat! Zhao Xin, whose original makeup was completely replaced by a blood-red long skirt, her usual skirt was as flexible as an arm, which instantly locked Zhou Zhichao, who was maintaining a forward state, and he struggled with a hideous expression when he lost his mind, which immediately attracted a slightly controlled beating from the cold girl. (To be continued......)