Bounded by the central defense line, the huge thick city walls from north to south are erected horizontally above the leylines, and I don't know how many kilometers they run through, stretching outward endlessly, just besieging an arc.

The Undead Legion, on the other hand, is mainly concentrated in the central region of the Central Enchantment, where it is spurred on by the Dry Void, and dozens of Dominions are attacking together, followed by countless undead troops.

The undead are the fiercest in the central part of the land, and the undead are intent on crushing the city with sheer numbers and power, so the number of Arcanists is also the largest, and the number of sacrifices is immeasurable.

However, this does not mean that other regions are not important and that other regions are not suffering heavy casualties.

In the northern part of the central barrier, it was a hellish scene, with mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, the earth cracked, the ponds and dikes trampled to pieces by the undead, and the open rivers flowing through the land.

Even so, these undead troops waded across the river, filling it with a terrible number.

In a battlefield to the north, it is already a little remote, but it is still an economically prosperous place in Bianzhou, before the undead attacked, there were countless exquisite and elegant pavilions there, however, now there is nothing left.

I saw that the original lake water had been dyed a little muddy, as if it had been polluted by the undead army that stepped into it, and the pavilions had long since collapsed and turned into broken ruins, and the wreckage of buildings was still visible in my eyes.

The undead were buried in the lake, and from the outside you could even see the number of the undead covered inside, and the whole lake seemed to be filled, and the calm water was as silent as a pool of stagnant water.

When Kong Hong arrived with his subordinates, he was deeply shocked when he looked at the scene of the broken mountains and rivers.

As far as the eye could see, all that was left was a ruined ruin, and the ground was littered with corpses, some of them from the Arcanists, and some of the undead who had been blasted into dregs by the Arcane.

The undead troops who arrived later did not rest, and once again launched a charge, and the mighty undead roared in, Kong Hong and his troops had just arrived, and every arcanist in the army began to operate the arcane.

However, the figure of the undead did not go far, only to see a sharp sword intent suddenly rise, the extreme sword intent scattered in this space, the buildings seemed to be all affected by this sword intent, and began to become sharp, turning into the shape of a sharp sword.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of many soldiers jumped, this kind of arcanist who can cover a large area with sword intent must be a super strong person in the sword system.

However, when the arcane of the troops had been bombarded, killing the undead who had been corrupted by the sword intent, there was still no trace of the strong man.

It seems that this is just an area shrouded in sword intent, and it is just pure sword intent guarding here.

More than a dozen leaders with their own men and horses have dispersed.

As the head of the military department in Bianzhou, Kong Hong was responsible for guarding the area north of the central barrier.

Kong Hong's figure flickered away, lingering on this battlefield, and couldn't help frowning constantly, muttering to himself: "That's, Beigong Jianhua...... Is he alive! “

If so, why not now?

Even if it is already dark now, there is only one person in the entire Bianzhou who can do it in the sword domain that cannot be concealed, and that is the Beigong Jianhua who has cultivated the power of the sword path to the extreme!

Kong Hong's figure was wandering, and there was a pure sword intent or sword qi whistling around him, and it was not aggressive, as if it was constantly spying on him, as if he didn't know him anymore.

When he sensed the breath of the living on his body, the power of the sword gently left, but once an undead stepped foot, this sword intent would explode, and the clever sword light swept across the battlefield, smashing those undead who wanted to step in!

The undead attacked fearlessly, but this ubiquitous sword intent intercepted the progress of the undead troops.

Finally, someone found the remnant and reported to the military leader: "Military leader, one survivor has been found!" ”

Hearing this, Kong Hong's figure turned into a streamer, and rushed to find the sound, flashing in front of a dejected figure.

When he saw the man's face, Kong Hong was startled at first.

That person was none other than his subordinate, Yuwen Hongji!

Kong Hong's eyes gradually became complicated, according to the news, Yuwen Hongji and Beigong Jianhua fought dozens of dominant-level undead, and they disappeared, it seems that they killed the enemy all the way from the middle to here.

Deeply shocked and written in Kong Hong's eyes, he couldn't stop it, across most of Bianzhou, how many undead did these two people kill!!

Looking at his subordinates kneeling on the ground, the expression of loss of soul, Kong Hong sighed deeply, opened his mouth, and finally closed it, wanting to comfort but unable to start.

I saw Yuwen Hongji kneeling on the ground, a dignified seven-foot man, and his eyes couldn't stop being moist.

The so-called man does not sigh lightly when he has tears, but he has not reached the sad place.

"Ahhh!!hhh

Yuwen Hongji roared angrily to the sky, his voice was shocking, with complex emotions in it, including disappointment, resentment, regret, and hatred......

Why not him, but this guy who plays with the sword!!

Thinking of Yuwen Hongji's pain, Kong Hong looked at the sword mound and gradually understood what was going on. This is the wreckage of Beigong Jianhua, he has integrated his life's cultivation and what he has learned all his life into this sword mound.

The sword mound is him, he is also the sword mound, even though he is dead, but the will to block the invasion of the undead still exists!

Kong Hong gently patted Yuwen Hongji's shoulder and muttered, "The deceased is gone, rest in peace." ”

When Kong Hong was watching, he only saw a sergeant making a move, in this sword domain, the undead were attacked by the sword intent, both the defense and the speed were weakened a lot, the arcane was blooming with a destructive glow, and the terrible element of destruction swept over this land, there were storms, there were suppressed rippling earth, and there were blazing flames bursting with power, baking the undead.

The undead swarmed in this storm of destruction, their bodies torn to pieces.

The number of undead is terrifying, one after the other, so that the sergeant can hardly even have a chance to breathe.

Some of the sergeants' arcane arts were not able to repel the undead, and the undead roared and pounced, however, they only saw a series of vertical and horizontal sword qi flickering, sweeping in all directions, tearing the undead apart in an instant.

Even though Beigong Jianhua has returned to heaven, his sword will still exists on this battlefield, sheltering the people he wants to protect and blocking the invasion of the army of the undead!!

Even Kong Hong, who saw the military leader, couldn't understand what kind of will could make the Sword Celestial Body incarnate into this Sword Domain.

I'm afraid that the neutron star of the sword contains Beigong Jianhua's own will, and it is likely that Beigong Jianhua himself took the initiative to integrate all the divine soul and flesh into the sword celestial body that he conceived in this life!

Under the extreme attack, Yuwen Hongji's eyes were dilated, and he was covered with a strong will to die.

Seeing this scene, a light purple flicker on Kong Hongji's hand, and with a stroke of his palm on Yuwen Hongji's head, the power of the phantom swept directly, and Yuwen Hongji resisted, and finally passed out.

"Uhh

Beigong Jianhua he knew, and he was a rival to Yuwen Hongji, but he was also a confidant who cherished each other.

For the already desperate Hiroki Woobun, a coma may be the best healing, and he needs time to accept it.

Heart disease is difficult to treat, perhaps, time is the best medicine, can only wait silently.

"Northern Regions, I, Kong Hong, will guard it!"

Kong Hong said softly, his voice wandering between heaven and earth, which seemed to be an encouragement to himself and a promise to Bianzhou.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth seemed to be changing, and the thick black clouds continued to roll up and stretch, as well as rain and thunder.

A shadow seems to be rooted in the heart of every undead, and the undead who were not afraid seem to feel something they have never experienced in their lives, fear!

A bright purple star appeared in the clouds, pushing away the dark night and heavy dark clouds, illuminating the battlefield in the Northern Regions transparently.

It's not a dark purple like a thunderbolt that flashes brightly and flickering at high frequency, but a light purple with a little hesitation and a dreamy color.

It's a phantom system!

The best thing the military leader of Bianzhou is the phantom system, invisibly, shocking and killing the enemy army and boosting his own military prestige!

More than a dozen 100-meter-tall ruling level undead stepped forward, trampling the earth, and the earth seemed to be unable to bear it, shattered, and the lake could only penetrate half of the body of the ruling level undead.

In the rear, there are countless slaves and general-level undead, following the ruling level, launching a fierce charge.

I saw the light purple glow on the sky dome flickering, and the undead were shrouded in the glow, gradually, originally eroded by the sword intent, the body was already a little stiff, and now it is even more clumsy, some skeletons seem to be drunk, one turned around and collided with his own people, and even some skeletons and zombies fell directly to the ground and fell to the ground.

Even in the dark night, the thick and heavy dark clouds seemed to be dyed light purple, and the dreamy purple fluttered in the sky, inviting infinite reverie.

Illuminated by this glow, the ruling undead subconsciously felt the crisis and wanted to break free, but no matter how much they resisted, they were dragged into the dream little by little.

Every undead saw the same terrifying picture, the sky was black, the earth was black, but it couldn't move, endless shackles pierced through the body, and the execution axe above the head was slowly falling!!

This is the transcendental level of the illusion system - the eclipse of the Void Dream!

This is an arcane technique that uses dreams to corrupt enemy forces.

Between the false and the real, there is always a belonging. And the attribution of death in the dream will be unified with reality!