The power of light and shadow on Liu Feng's body swept through, and a punch blasted forward, and the black and white flames continued to fly, however, there were endless undead who rushed forward.

Liu Feng didn't know how to get out, but if he was killed by the undead so obediently, Liu Feng wouldn't agree.

"Absolute Sword Bondage!"

A clever dark light flickered out of Liu Feng's eyes, as if it was a meteor in the night.

The black lines in the void suddenly fell, and they were one dark binding after another!!

With the fall of this black line, countless thin lines completely penetrated the body of the undead, and the dark power continued to soak towards the undead, and constantly soaked the binding power into the whole body of the undead.

However, Liu Feng did not have any sense of security.

"Bang!"

One of the downstream corpses even broke free, and the claws of the devil quickly stretched out towards Liu Feng, if it was placed in the past, how could a mere downstream warlord break free!!

Liu Feng feebly raised his eyes to see the approach of the devil's claws, and swung the angelic holy sword to slash out, slashing it in two.

But at the same time, more and more general-level undead rushed up, and the corpses and skeletons continued to collide, smashing the light and shadow blades to pieces.

Countless fragments of light and shadow blades flew up, reflecting Liu Feng's face, handsome and resolute, feminine but full of energy, but the tiredness on his face could not be concealed, and the bloodshot in his eyes was gradually revealed.

After a long battle, even Liu Feng, who was in the third realm of spiritual power, had difficulty holding on to his spiritual power.

The feeling of tiredness and sleepiness increases every second, making the already tired body even more tired.

The factors of the battle seemed to be stagnant, but Liu Feng was still persevering.

Liu Feng swung his lightsaber, and the flames of Chixia swept around, sweeping over the body of the undead.

"Huhuhu~~!!"

The terrifying Jinxia storm descended, incinerating all the general-level undead around him, but more and more undead in the rear pounced, making Liu Feng feel suffocated for a while.

There are too many to kill.

"Sneer——!"

In a trance, a bone blade pierced Liu Feng's side fiercely, brushing it over, this was the first time Liu Feng was injured. Feeling the hot pain from the wound, Liu Feng's face wrinkled slightly.

The terrible heat emerged from the body, Liu Feng directly burned the wound with flames, so that the corpse poison and dead qi in it were incinerated clean, so as not to affect the combat effectiveness, in order not to bleed, Liu Feng even used the terrible heat, making the wound scar instantly.

"Forbidden Fire - Burning Phoenix Soaring Sky!"

Liu Feng's body surged again, and black and white flames surged wildly on Liu Feng's body, surging towards those undead who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, and the zombies and skeletons were all swept away.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Feng punched the undead troops again.

"Boom~~!!"

The black-and-white forbidden fire was constantly exploding, and one after another vibration resounded in the imperial tomb, and in the black-and-white flames, Liu Feng's figure was on the verge of falling, but he had been standing upright.

It is impossible to make him give up waiting for death, although his fate is already doomed, but Liu Feng just can't obediently let the undead be killed, he just can't accept defeat without a fight, he has to fight at least until the last moment of his life!!

…………………

In the east, the original extremely prosperous land of Bianzhou has long been frozen by countless ice-blue ice flowers, and there is a blue color everywhere, reflecting the gray on the clouds, showing a hazy and dilapidated scene.

The city had been sealed in ice crystals, and had been transformed into a dead silence of the city of ice, buildings, the earth, the archways of the streets, the abandoned traffic, the undead one after another, or the slaves, or the rulers as tall as the buildings, all frozen.

Pure white snowflakes kept floating in the air, cold and cold, sprinkled on the earth, the snowflakes seemed to be a snow girl crying for those who died in this city, and the ice crystals fell on the earth, shining in the not very dazzling moonlight.

Because of the countless buildings and undead in this ice city, the army of the undead marched very slowly.

In the end, under the urging of the Withered Secluded Fence, dozens of dominant-level undead joined forces to carve out a path that was not very rich.

Countless ice chips were sprinkled on the ground, frozen minced flesh and bones piled on the ground, and the undead troops slowly marched along the path that had been carved out, trampling the remains of the previously destroyed undead legions.

Compared to the huge number of undead in the Undead Empire, this path is indeed a bit narrow.

However, the thick dark clouds of the sky suddenly rolled up, as if they were pulled away by an invisible hand, and suddenly, I saw a terrible and clever black light and white light rising in the clouds, flowing in the void, as if reflecting the whole world, and the world was illuminated by this black and white glow, as if they were all turned into an ink painting.

The black glow and white glow of the clouds did not seem to be satisfied with flowing in the void, and began to vent little by little.

A terrifying black and white glow fell, threatening to beneath the city of ice, covering the frozen undead, covering the buildings, covering the road bikers......

These glows present the ultimate black and white color, between black and white, it is impossible to distinguish which one is more, but it is constantly flowing, as if intertwined and merged.

It's as if a drop of ink is dripping into the water, and you can't tell which color is dominant, the only difference is that the ink will eventually turn black when it drops into the water.

But this flowing black and white light will not, it will only remain at the moment when the ink has just dripped in, or rather, as time passes, this blend of colors will go against the current again, turning the intertwined colors of black and white back into pure black and pure white!

Covered by this glow, the beautiful ice crystals that were scattered gradually melted with the naked eye, and the originally frozen city began to burst, and the frozen undead turned into countless flying ice chips.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Whether it was the building, or the ground, or the frozen undead, they were not spared, and as soon as they were shrouded in this hazy black and white glow, they continued to explode, turning into countless broken remains.

Suddenly the snowflakes in the void were intertwined with the ice chips that had just risen, and because the undead were frozen, those exploded and opened, and the snowflakes and snow slag turned into were black, intertwined with the snowflakes and ice crystals in the air, which were originally ice blue.

The two collided with each other and made a rumbling sound, as if the Arcanist and the undead were colliding, playing. Even after the battle, even after death, the will still exists, and such a strange sight has to be smacked.

In the end, it was the black snowflakes that prevailed, only to see that the frozen undead who had blocked the road in the sky below had all disappeared, and the army of the undead that had been hindered for a long time was finally able to march, and the undead kept roaring, as if celebrating the contact of bondage!!

A burst of undead whispers echoed across the land, and the low roar of the undead seemed to be a more powerful command than the beating of a drum!