Lin Fan took Xiaobai out of the realm of inheritance, and at this time, Beichen's battle had also entered the incandescent stage, both the attackers and the defenders had been blinded by the killing, and they only knew how to harvest more enemy lives with the swords in their hands.

After a day and a half of fighting, the Lin clan's defensive formation, the Zhuxian Sword Killing Array, had completely collapsed, and more than seventy percent of the Lin clan's warriors had all died, and the remaining thirty percent of the soldiers were also scarred and in pain.

As long as the national teacher gives one last order, the remaining 20,000 Yue Guowei will go all out to punish the Lin clan with flesh and blood.

But at this time, the national teacher narrowed his eyes.

I saw that the ancient coffin behind him was steaming, it seemed that there was an extremely strong force slowly awakening, inside the ancient coffin, there was an unknown creature who was greedily sucking the corpse gas everywhere, but the national teacher knew that these corpse qi were not enough, he needed a larger amount of corpse qi, if he doubled the corpse qi, then he could borrow the corpse to return the soul, break through the golden pill in one fell swoop, and enter the realm of the Yuan Infant.

It turned out that the thing in this ancient coffin was none other than the deity of the national teacher.

The national teacher cultivates the corpse demon skill, when the corpse demon skill is cultivated to the extreme, it needs to condense a doppelganger, and the body will die by itself, transform into a corpse, and then rely on this corpse to absorb a large amount of corpse qi, when the corpse qi condenses to a certain amount, it is the time when the deity awakens.

It can be said that the national teacher began to plan this plan ten years ago, and the purpose is to break the cocoon today. And what he is using is no one else, it is the current Emperor of Yue Kingdom, Wang Wujiang.

Therefore, when the national teacher gained Wang Wujiang's trust, he immediately led the army to launch this massacre, which was not only a massacre of the Lin family, but also a massacre of the Vietnamese ** team.

There is a golden tent in the army, on which is embroidered with a golden dragon totem, the golden dragon steps on auspicious clouds, his eyes are Lingran, majestic, but the master of the military tent is extremely depressed, he is immersed in the pain of losing his son, it is really difficult to wake up, so when he heard the arrangement of troops like the national teacher, he just waved his hand and did not stop.

He knew that after this battle, the Yue Kingdom would destroy the country in his own hands, but what could he do if he destroyed the country, and could he exchange the destruction of the country for his three sons?

No.

If I can't, what's the point of me keeping the whole country?

On Wang Wujiang's old face, tears were rampant, and his heart was like a knife.

"Yun'er, Zhong'er, Lin'er, you can go with peace of mind, I have buried you with the lives of 100,000 people in Yueguo, so that you will not be lonely on the Huangquan Road......"

Wang Wujiang cried very sadly, and the final battle of life and death finally started outside.

"National Division, our army has suffered heavy casualties, and the generals ask the national division to fight!"

A gold-armored general said loudly, at this time, he no longer had the awe of the national teacher in his eyes, he knew that a good general would not be willing to make indifferent sacrifices for his soldiers, but the national teacher let the soldiers live and die regardless of it, it may be that he is not familiar with the art of war, or it may be...

The Jinjia soldiers have already thought about it, and when they complete this battle, they will return to their hometowns and live in seclusion with their wives and children, and they will never be more than asking about the world.

"Well, you guys go first, and I'll be right away. The national teacher repeated the words several times, his eyes blank, just stroking the ancient coffin with his dry palm.

"Old horseman, you have said this sentence seven times, do you know how many brothers you have buried with this sentence!"

The Jinjia soldier pointed at the national teacher in Tsing Yi and opened his mouth and scolded.

"Huh, you call me an old horseman?"

The national teacher finally raised his forehead, but there was no trace of blood in his eyes, and his gray-white eyes looked at the general, and a trace of chill oozed from his eyes.

“......”

Under the gaze of the national teacher in Tsing Yi, the Jinjia general was frightened back a few steps, his body staggered, and he took seven steps back, only then did he stabilize his figure, and finally, the gold price general was heartbroken and said:

"I call you Lao Pifu, since you came to our Yue country, you have never done any feats, but the death toll of my Yue country is increasing year by year, we have long guessed that you are the ghost of the national teacher. ”

"Hmph.... Aha. ”

The national teacher in Tsing Yi did not laugh angrily, and the next moment, he opened his arms, his clothes were torn, revealing his withered and rotten body, which was a blue-white body, without the slightest flesh color on it.

Monster! The national teacher is really not a good person, he is a monster.

This is the only thought in the heart of the golden armor soldier at the moment, and he himself has been on the battlefield for more than ten years, and he can't resist the momentum of this monster, the golden armor soldier has an illusion, if this monster wants to attack him, he will definitely not have the slightest chance of survival.

"Fight!"

The golden-armored soldier drew his sword at his waist and slew at the monster.

Before the golden-armored soldier could get close to the monster's body, the zombie had already taken the lead, stretching out his palm and grabbing the golden-armored soldier's neck.

"Roar!"

The zombie roared in the sky, and the next moment, he waved his arm, and the body of the golden armor soldier was also dragged in front of him, and then, the zombie opened its mouth, bit down, and ate most of the head of the golden armor soldier.

The brains burst out, like red and white tofu bursting open, splashing the entire flying boat.

On the flying boat, the remaining more than 1,000 soldiers of the Yue Kingdom saw the situation here, and were frightened by the terrifying scene of the ugly zombies, they never expected that the person who had been arranging troops for them all this time turned out to be such a demon.

"Woo ah~ You... We... Kill me!" the zombie screamed in a hoarse voice.

But with his appearance and deeds, who would die for him, and who would dare to die for him?

"Run, run!"

I don't know who reacted faster, so I came back to my senses first, patted the dust on my buttocks, summoned my own flying magic weapon, and took the lead, preparing to escape from this place of right and wrong.

But before he could run far, a gray breath fell from the sky and fell right on his forehead, and then this gray breath began to burrow into his body, and the monk began to tremble, his eyes turned white, and he didn't know why.

Like him, all the monks on the flying boat were controlled by this gray aura, blocking their own consciousness, and gradually, they began to crave killing, eager to suck those gray corpse qi, and also hoped that their own bodies could also become a part of the corpse qi.

"Wow~Woo~"

Those who were not strong were the first to lose their minds, and when their white eyes saw the corpse under the flying boat, saliva flowed from their mouths, and then instinctively pounced on the flying boat.

Even those with high cultivation, as long as they fail to break through the Soul Fusion Alliance to form a golden pill, then his spiritual intelligence will be controlled by the gray aura and begin to act according to the instructions of the zombies.

Each time these demonized monks kill a piece of their own kind, their bodies corrode a piece, and with each piece of skin they corroded, they became more aggressive and wanted to kill more people.

The people of the Lin clan who saw this scene didn't know the reason for the incident, but when these demonized monks attacked, the people of the Lin clan could only attack hard.

Just when the people of the Lin clan also began to become the delicacy in the mouths of these pseudo-zombies, a black-haired boy appeared on the battlefield with a long knife in his hand, his aura was not much higher than others, but the knife in his hand was extremely terrifying, and he could always kill a pseudo-zombie and save the life of a Lin person.

Looking at the black-haired young man on the battlefield, Lin Changyun's eyes were confused, why did this young man give himself a familiar feeling, where had he seen him, and what kind of relationship did he have with himself?