The surface of the golden ribbon flashed with strings of blood-red spell marks, and the breath of necromantic energy rushed in, and Horn slapped out with a palm, his palm suddenly enlarged in mid-air, and the palm prints were clearly recognizable, forming a golden palm with a diameter of five or six meters that was heavily suppressed like a five-fingered mountain, "The dark wrist chakra of the resentful spirit spell." ”

With a bang, a strong white air flow erupted, and the golden palm crushed the necromantic energy aura with an extremely dangerous feeling, and countless black air currents scattered in all directions, and a terrible scream came out of the black air, and it was hit hard.

Then the danger like a maggot attached to the bone disappeared from Horn's heart, and Horn pointed like a sword, and a pure sword qi slashed out in an instant.

Although his great sword was lost, his own sword intent was still there, and as he advanced to the rank of professional, he became more refined, although it was only a casual sword, it was more domineering than before.

"What is this?" Horn couldn't help but exclaim, because he saw that the black humanoid shadow was cut in two by his sword qi, but instead of being dead, the two black lights turned into two black figures with hands and feet again, and continued to pounce on him.

Horn could feel the heavy necromantic energy on the black shadow of the human form, and the sense of danger that made his heart tremble, he would never dare to let this black shadow pounce on him, he felt that once he was pounced on by this shadow, he would definitely die.

Two black shadows rushed towards Horn's body at the same time, the sword qi in Horn's hand continued, and in an instant, he slashed out ninety-nine eighty-one swords, and the white sword qi in the sky was sharp, cutting the two black shadows into countless pieces, but the strange thing was that these black shadows could not be killed at all, and after being squirmed by thousands of knives, they gathered again, and turned into a black figure and pounced towards Horn again.

This thing can't be cut and killed, and it can't be killed, and it can be divided into two, which is really a big trouble, Horn had to fight and retreat, and the sword qi of the sword master in his hand was continuously slashed out, splitting those black shadows into several pieces, breaking them apart, constantly retreating, and unable to gather in a short time, while Horn continued to go deep into the dead city.

However, the shadow under his feet also began to squirm, turning into a human form and rushing towards his body, Horn couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, this dead city is too weird, even his own shadow can turn into a murderous weapon, and become this kind of murderous shadow.

Horn chopped the figure under his feet into pieces again, he didn't dare to stop, continued to fight and retreat, and in a moment he had already left tens of thousands of meters.

There are shadow boots under his feet, which increases his speed by three percent, but this fallen place is restricted to only human warriors, so the shadow boots refined by the Black Wind Lord are only at the sword master level, and the advantage is that the material is outstanding.

Horn retreated while fighting, and in the blink of an eye, he retreated tens of thousands of meters, he went deep into the lanes of the dead city, and at this time, he saw that in the huge stone houses in the ruined ruins, a group of black shadows came out, and the ghosts that transformed into that kind of human form swooped down on him every second, and let out a sharp roar from his mouth, Horn was dizzy, and a step too late, and immediately activated his natal sorcery's dark wrist chakra of the resentful spirit spell. ’

In the narrow and dark alleyway, endless golden light was released, but in the blink of an eye, it was shrouded in deeper mist, and in the sharp roar, there were too many black shadows drilled out of the countless broken huge stone houses on both sides of the street, dense, almost like endless bats, all of which turned into black figures and pounced on his 'Dark Wrist Chakra of the Wraith Spell', leaving only a huge black ball with a diameter of dozens of zhang on the spot, and all that black shadows wriggled on it, burying Horn inside.

Horn was under tremendous pressure, and the natal witchcraft 'Dark Wrist Chakra of the Resentful Spirit Spell' seemed to have reached its limit, and countless professional sword qi surged all over his body, and the white expanse was suspended around his body, and he was about to release it in one breath, and at this moment, Horn felt his chest hot, and a golden point of light suddenly trembled violently.

The golden point of light was left by the ancient tree species of war that accidentally parasitized into Horn's body after the failure of the Great Spirit Witch Ge Saraanch's 'Lich Reincarnation Technique', and at this moment that golden light bloomed on Horn's chest, releasing a warm current, and then in Horn's shock, countless golden roots stretched out from the golden point of light, which was the roots produced by the germination of the ancient tree species of war.

An endless torrent of scorching heat surged from those golden roots, but Horn did not feel pain, on the contrary, he could feel a warmth, nourishing his body and soul, as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring in the cold winter moon.

At the beginning, the ancient tree of war decayed, and under the control of the secret method of the great spirit witch Ge Saraanch, it was re-transformed into an ancient war tree species, and later because of the failure of the "Lich Reincarnation Technique" planned by Ge Ge Saraanch, the seed was also parasitic in Horn's flesh and blood, and there has been no movement, but I didn't expect such a change to happen today!

Although the ancient tree of war decayed into seeds, it still had a powerful iron-blooded power, and at this time, countless golden roots emerged from the golden light point on the chest, and immediately overwhelming the sky, as if countless golden tentacles had easily pierced through Horn's 'Dark Wrist Chakra of the Wraith Spell'.

Each golden root was extremely bright, with a mysterious brilliance, and there was an iron-blooded aura flowing on it like a liquid, and each golden root was aimed at a black shadow and thrust into it.

The War Ancient Tree is a terrifying species bred by the breath of war, even if it is an ancient tree species of war, it also contains a lot of iron-blooded breath, and the most powerful and fierce power of the iron-blooded breath is 'breaking demons'.

Those golden roots wriggled overwhelmingly, each of them wrapped around a black shadow, those shadows struggled frantically, screaming fiercely, but they were entangled by the golden roots, unable to break free, incinerated by the breath of iron and blood.

In an instant, the huge ball of light, which had been covered by the wriggling wails of black shadows, began to crack from the inside, and brilliant golden light erupted from the crack.

The Lord of the Black Wind seemed to have foreseen everything, and he was not as ignorant of the Fallen Lands as he said, otherwise he might not have spared Horn's life and took special care of him.

In Horn's opinion, the Lord of the Black Wind seemed to have known that the Ancient Tree of War could play a huge role in this fallen land, and when Horn put away the 'Dark Wrist Chakra of the Wraith Spell' and walked out of the orb, his face was ugly, and at this time there were liquid necromantic energy beads hanging around him.