He held a long sword, suspended in mid-air, the dark blue sword body trembled slightly, the perfect fusion of the divine power of the wind and the Seven Kills Sword Technique, the combination of strength and speed, moving with the wind, invincible.

In a few moments, hundreds of ghost warriors had already flown into the air, gradually sitting in a group from bottom to top, holding cold sharp weapons, their eyes were blank, and their killing intent was resolute.

Whoosh!

The power of the wind god is like the wind, the plane attack, the meteor nine swords!

Nine Palaces Six Sides Three Strikes, a total of one hundred and sixty-two swords, dazzling, the sword is as fast as the wind, flowing clouds and water, all in one go!

Six seconds!

Twenty-seven swords in one second!

There is no explosion of the sword body rubbing against the air, there is no spark streamer, within six seconds, one hundred and sixty-two swords, flowing clouds and water, all in one go, this kind of speed has reached a realm, reaching the effect of paddling.

The ghost warrior disintegrated in the air in an instant, turned into a wisp of black smoke, and disappeared without a trace.

The Seven Kills Sword Technique's pure physical attack is straightforward, and the effect looks acceptable. His mentality was slightly lighter, and he was ready to deal with the next round of attacks.

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I don't know why, the demonization effect of the undead warriors has quietly increased a lot, and the ability to resist attacks has increased a lot, not only do they have a natural advantage in numbers, but it is very disadvantageous to evolve like this.

The lightning fast Meteor Nine Swords, the dodge and movement of Ling Feng's phantom, his use has reached the point of perfection. There is no doubt that in the Eastern Continent, he is the first person to inherit the Seven Killings Sword Technique. However, after three hours of strangulation, there was still no light of victory, and the number of undead was still skyrocketing, occupying the entire tidal flat, densely packed, and there was no place to stay.

The cicada wings in his left hand, the qilin in his right hand, the inexhaustible divine power of the wind and the qilin heavenly fire, it is a completely purposeless battle, he doesn't know how to kill like this, even if it is dark, killing countless enemies, it is not necessarily the key to victory.

The cicada wings turned into a rain curtain, wrapping him up, resisting the overwhelming sword feathers, sometimes there is really no way, the Qilin Divine Bow Heavenly Fire Nine consecutive strikes, the sky is full of fire, burning a piece.

Seven Killing Sword Techniques, Voidless Long Sword, like the wind, shuttles through this airspace, killing without forgiveness.

It's a battle with no end, a Nether War, and there's no dawn in sight.

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He couldn't stop worrying, he didn't know how much time had passed, day and night, fighting until dawn.

The continuous battle of draining his mind had reached the limit of what he could bear, and with his divine power, Tian Yuan had not relaxed in the continuous operation, and quietly his consciousness had blurred and strayed into a state of madness.

Blood-red eyes, lost in the gray sky, there is an endless despair, fighting all the way, no terrified roars, no blood-stained brutality, only the echo of the dismemberment of the ghost warrior. Countless dead spirits, like immortal bodies that will not die, like waves, round after round, leaving no respite.

One day and one night, there are countless dead souls who have died, and in front of his eyes, there are always countless dead souls, coming in an instant!

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Another day passed, and Zixiu stood on the reef of Qihao Island, facing the siege of a group of heavily armored knights, his voice hoarse and his eyes bloodshot. Lacking the vigor at the beginning, with long hair scattered, the upper body is bare, and the gods and demons are exposed to the long sky.

"Come on, fight!" he forgot who he was, and he didn't know when, and there were only three words in his mind, 'Kill!'.

The cicada wings are ethereal like snow, the unicorn divine bow is rolling in the sky, the seven killing sword tricks, the long sword is fluttering, coming and going like the wind!

At this time, every time he kills an undead warrior, he has to consume more than three times the initial strength, however, these are meaningless in his eyes, all he has to do is to go all the way, the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, the god blocks and kills the god, between heaven and earth, the wind is like a knife!

It's another tragic battle, the body is bloody, and there are a few more bright red blood marks, it doesn't matter, as long as there is still a breath of breath, the long sword is in hand, and those who come will not refuse.

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I don't know how long it has been, it may be a day, it may be a year, and my mind is exhausted. The undead don't know when, there has been a qualitative change, there are many species, countless dead souls, disappeared, standing in front of him are three tall figures, full of thirty times the scale of normal people.

A heavily armored long-sword warrior holding a ten-meter-long cold iron long knife, his whole body was black, and his eyes were deep and dull.

In the middle, there is a white ** priest, his face is as clean as snow, his face is slender, he is chanting rune spells in his mouth, and he is wearing a bright white robe without any decoration.

There was also a shadow assassin who was completely out of his field of vision, and his divine sense locked onto the existence of the mysterious man, wielding a bloody blade.

The white-haired priest let out a ghostly voice: "Even if you have a community of gods and demons, two artifacts that can be called against the sky, there is only one way to die when you come here, and no one can walk out of the god's tomb alive." ”

Zi Xiu's naked body was stained with blood, staring ahead, he didn't know when these three people appeared, and smiled in his heart: "You are the Great Wizard of the Undead?"

The white-haired priest responded: "Before you die, I sued you for two things, one is that a ninth-level dark martial god who once escaped from here was just released by me. Second, the Divine Tomb is my Undead Divine Domain, and it is absolutely impossible to escape from here through the Spatial Escape Technique. ”

The Tomb of the Gods is the Domain of the Gods, the Domain of the Necromancer.

Saying this, it made him wake up like a dream, and it was absolutely impossible for the Divine Domain to reach the Divine Domain, that is to say, it was cut off from his connection with the Thunder God Domain.

He looked up and smiled helplessly: "I want to know, why did you want to release Zhao Laosan?"

A jerky voice responded, "A dark old man who can only hide, he doesn't deserve to die in the tomb of the gods." Every god who is a god of heaven and earth should face the advent of death with his head held high, and it is a supreme glory to die in the tomb of the gods. ”

"Alright then, let's continue, I'm going to be in your divine domain, head high to the sky!" he regained his strength, on his scarred back, wearing the Qilin Divine Bow, holding the cicada wings in his left hand, and the Voidless Long Sword in his right hand, with a murderous heart.

The necromancer smiled wantonly: "Death is the destination of life, and the glory of death is to you!"

In an instant, the white-haired sacrifice disappeared, and two undead warriors of the god of war level, one bright and one dark, came to kill.

Death is glorious, and when he goes to death, he sees death as his home!

Between the lightning and flint, the Nine Heavenly Flames broke in an instant, hitting the head of the giant-like Cold Iron Warrior, and the flames burst into the sky. A big knife with cold light fell from the sky, directly splitting Qihao Island in half.

What's even more terrifying is that the shattered skull, fused again, and restored to its original state, this is an undead warrior with transcendent self-healing ability, a god of war-level attack power, and a deadly sword.

An equally massive phantom, wielding a cold Nether Dagger, as fast as lightning, the Lingfeng Phantom could barely move fast enough to handle the surprise attack of the stealth assassin. There are two gods of war, one bright and one dark, one with infinite power and the other as fast as lightning.

What is called death, you know its existence in the dark, but you are helpless!

The Qilin Divine Bow Nine Heavenly Fire, the Seven Killing Sword Technique sealed the sky in anger, and there was nothing to be done, just like there are countless gods of war here, and they can't be killed. He used all his strength to dismember the huge cold iron warrior, but after only three or five seconds, the god of death was once again intact and regained his combat effectiveness.

The speed of the stealth assassin was so fast that he couldn't hit the vital point, and quietly, he almost collapsed, and felt death more and more.

At the age of twenty, he destroyed the gods, the Ninth Heavenly Demon Sword, the Heavenly Martial God killed with one blow, restarted the Qilin Divine Bow, the Nine Heavenly Fire destroyed the heavens and the earth, the gods and demons were combined, and the gods and demons were controlled, but now they are going to die here.

He raised his head to the sky in despair, and shouted hoarsely, unable to comprehend, unable to comprehend the infinite energy of the undead world, even if the heavenly fire was infinite, the cicada wings were flying, and the Seven Killing Sword Technique was angry and sealed the sky, he still couldn't break through the life gate of the undead world.

"Could it be that this is a battle that has been doomed to death from the beginning?" his eyes showed a look of despair that had never been seen before.

As he slowed down his attack that day, the God of Death relaxed the pace of his attack almost simultaneously.

He lowered his head and faced the earth, Tian Yuan was on the verge of collapse, feeling the suffocation of death.

The Great Wizard of the Undead appeared in front of him again, and sneered coldly: "An immortal material with a shocking mutation is about to end his life in my divine domain, sad and lamentable!"

Zi Xiu slowly raised his head, Tian Yuan was in pain, his eyes were bleeding, and he said in a low voice: "I don't understand, there is something in this world that can't be killed, the wind divine power can't do it, the heavenly fire divine power can't do it, can only my destructive power disintegrate your death god of war?"

The necromancer was taken aback and smiled indifferently: "It turns out that you are the Destruction Department, it seems that you and I have some origins." Don't worry, after you die, I will set up an inscription for you in my divine domain, and glory will be to you!"

Destruction has some connection with the Necromancer, which reminds him. Why the God of Death and War can't be attacked for a long time, is the immortal body related to the transformation of the destruction system and the life system?

A hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes, he looked at the necromancer, and asked lightly: "The undead system is a combination of the destruction system and the life system!"

"That's right, so there is some relationship between you and me!"

The previous undead warriors were summoned from the North Sea battlefield, but they were only large in number, and they did not pose a substantial threat to him, and it was the two gods of war who forced him into the abyss of death.

He suddenly had an epiphany, why is the God of War of Death infinitely powerful, why is it one light and one dark, why is one powerful and the other is as fast as lightning, why is the power of the God of War endless, immortal?

The undead can summon the undead and activate the remaining power of the dead, which is like a transformation process, where the dead are resurrected in the world of the dead.

What if, the world of the dead can complete the transformation of power?

In other words, the divine power he consumes can be transformed in the undead world and returned to the use of necromancers. That is, as long as he does not die and keeps attacking, the God of War of Death has inexhaustible power.

In short, he wasn't fighting a necromancer at all, nor was he fighting two necromantic gods of war, but he was fighting himself, a battle that was doomed to death from the start. The powerful and infinitely powerful god of cold iron, whose power comes from the divine power of heavenly fire, the strange and unpredictable invisible assassin, whose power comes from the divine power of the wind!

Zi Xiu suddenly perked up and laughed coldly: "Undead Great Wizard, it's over!"

The necromancer was confused and muttered, "What are you talking about, your life is coming to an end!"

"What I'm saying is, this fight is over, I've won!"

"Haven't you endured all the hardships, my two gods of war, endless mana, immortal body, you will not win, doomed to death, death in my divine domain. The necromancer looked at the two gods of war beside him, full of confidence.

"There is no god of war here at all, I am the god of war, only my Heavenly Fire Divine Power and Qilin Heavenly Fire can stop me. He took a deep breath, as if reborn, and came to life: "The Tomb of God is this kind of ending, but it did not disappoint me. ”

The Great Wizard of the Undead frowned and smiled: "Are you sure that the God of War of Death is nothing?"

"Don't bewitch me, the battle of the Divine Tomb is over!" Zi Xiu flew high and rushed to the eyes of the necromancer, and said viciously to him: "If you still want to play, believe it or not, I will play a godhead in your god domain." Let your body piece armor not be left?"

The undead archwizard paused for a moment, his eyes instantly changed color, and he muttered, "It seems that the Way of Destruction has made you see through the way of the undead. The undead's death summoning is derived from the rebirth of the life system, and the energy conversion is derived from the devouring effect of the destruction system. ”

"Let me out, immediately, immediately!" he looked at him earnestly, not wanting to stay here for a moment.

"Alright, I'll let you out, and before I leave, I want to discuss with you not to divulge the secrets of the Divine Tomb!" the necromancer pleaded, looking earnestly.

He then sneered: "Unless you kill me, I won't leak the secret!"

"Little brother, don't be so decisive, how about we make a deal?"

"What deal?"

The necromancer leaned close to his ear and whispered, "There are countless martial gods who have died in the Divine Tomb, and the number of rare treasures left behind is considerable, you can choose one or two!"

Zixiu thought about it, hesitated for a moment, and responded: "Okay then, take out something real!"

"You'll be satisfied!"