The earth trembled, and the table in the center of the main hall shook slightly, and the map constructed by the illusion of light and shadow that appeared on the table was faintly blurred in this trembling.

On the map, the light green ** field, which originally symbolized life-like fluctuations, is gradually being eaten away step by step, and the gray-black shadow smoke continues to swallow and cover it, replacing it.

Watching his own territory gradually shrink, Feng Heng's heart was gradually becoming colder. It's not just that human territory is dwindling, it's that a lot of life is dying. If it were just death, he wouldn't be so restless.

Undead creatures are themselves awakened states of death. The human defenses are collapsing, and life is being ruthlessly harvested, which means that the undead are growing, and their power is even greater in the extinction of humanity. The withering of living life before the endless curse does not represent death, but a new beginning.

The beginning that the living absolutely do not want to see.

Feng Heng is not afraid of death, and he is not afraid to face any kind of strong enemy. However, if today's enemy were the same companions who fought side by side yesterday, he would hesitate and be confused. But eventually, an even more ferocious roar descended, and a decaying body of the undead was reduced to dust at his hands.

He told himself countless times that this was not killing, but that he was freeing the living from the last imprisonment they were subjected to, and allowing them to re-enter samsara.

However, after a long time, even if it is Feng Heng, his state of mind has finally been shaken.

Those undead creatures obviously knew this, and the first-line army sent out was all the living who had been transformed not long ago, not only to use their former strength again, but also to make the humans who were facing them hesitate, so that more and more lives went into decay, becoming the last thing they wanted to see in the curse.

"Damn! we can't kill and kill, and we haven't wounded their main force at all from the beginning to this day. ”

Feng Xinzi on the side slammed the table hard, and her hands were trembling. In the past few days, there have been hundreds of undead creatures who have died at her hands who used to be members of the Cangyu Sect, and there are very few real undead creatures.

"Xin Zi, with our current strength, I'm afraid there is no way to fight those undead, at most it is just a matter of delaying time. If we continue like this, even if we are not killed by the undead creatures, I am afraid that we will die of exhaustion. Feng Heng sighed deeply, and there was a hint of deep meaning in his eyes when he looked at Feng Xinzi.

"I know what you're trying to say. However, I really don't want to ask that person for help. Indeed, perhaps the power in his hands can solve the problem before us. But don't forget, he's not a ...... anymore."

Before he finished speaking, a shaky figure suddenly rushed into the hall, and fell to the ground without stepping steadily, scarlet blood spreading to the floor, and there were already a few traces of darkness in it.

"Report, we ...... The defense line was right, and the right flank was broken through...... The Beiting Army still has the Left Protector there...... Make the last resistance ......"

The moment the intermittent words ended, he also lost his breath. The mission was complete, and the mortally wounded body was able to rest completely.

"Good work, brother. ”

Feng Heng sighed, shook his body and landed in front of the man's corpse, raised his hand and slowly brushed it, helping him close his eyes that couldn't be blinded, and then got up and turned his head and drank: "What are you still doing in a daze? If our defense line is broken, then I'm afraid that any of you here will not be better!"

Naturally, he was not talking about Feng Xinzi, but the rest of the generals who had sighed and said nothing here from the beginning, and they were all commanders of several medium-sized empires from the vassals of Jin Xuan.

In fact, Feng Heng also knew in his heart that the ordinary army could only delay the attack of the undead troops at most, and the head-on confrontation would have no effect except for the first wave of cavalry sprints that could barely tear apart the opponent's chaotic formation. There is almost no possibility of killing the undead creatures except for decapitation, and the conventional methods of large army warfare are severely limited.

One of the commanders snorted in a deep voice: "If you fight, you will die, and if you don't fight, you will die, it is better to charge one last time." If you don't go, I'll go!"

With that, he didn't wait for the rest of the people to respond, and strode out with the sword in his hand.

And just as he passed by Feng Heng's side, the corpse that had fallen to the ground before actually moved, and his closed eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were lifeless, and there was a faint hint of green under the pale blur.

However, Feng Heng's movements were faster, and at the moment when the mutated corpse jumped up, he stepped down on his head and pressed it firmly to the ground again.

At the same time, he stopped the commander who instinctively wanted to draw his sword, shook his head, and signaled that it was okay.

"Remember, if a companion has been caught or bitten by an undead creature before death, then for the safety of the living, their head must be cut off, or even completely shattered. ”

When the words fell, the strength on Feng Heng's feet exploded, and the entire head shattered into a blood mist under his feet.

"For the dead, it is true that the dignity of their life should be preserved. However, at that moment, they were no longer dead, but undead. ”

Looking at everyone's shocked expressions, Feng Heng finally snorted coldly: "If I also become like that, please don't keep your hands, I will definitely cut off my head." That is the greatest respect for me. But maybe you won't have a chance. It's really a desperate situation, and I don't need you to do it, I'll make it myself. ”

What he said was also the choice of many strong people, when they knew that they were cursed by the undead and infected through their wounds, they fought to the death, and finally chose to explode their bodies and burn the jade.

A quarter of an hour later, on the edge of the southern continental line.

The army of the undead was immense, but it was all rotten skeleton warriors and many zombies who had not been dead for a few days rushing, dancing rusty and even mutilated blades in their hands to continue to fight with the living.

The Beiting Army is known for its fierceness, and it has rarely failed to resist the orcs in the past, and the iron cavalry under its command is known as the strongest force in the Southern Continent.

However, in front of the army of undead that could not be killed all over the mountains and fields, they finally met their opponents, and in the face of the skeleton warriors who were cut in two with a single knife and could still move, the Beiting Iron Cavalry, who was famous for their bravery, was helpless.

Moreover, there are some well-equipped skeleton generals mixed in the army of the undead, all of whom are above the realm level, and there is no pressure at all to crush these ordinary armies.

Ping!

The huge battle axe cut a North Court Iron Rider and his horse in half, and the scarlet blood splattered on the skeleton warrior who was more than two meters tall, making it even more hideous. Completely thoughtless, it would not stop killing at all, and with a flick of the blade in its hand, it swept towards the iron cavalry charging on the other side.

This time, though, it didn't work out.

I saw a figure descend from the sky, and it stepped directly on the broad axe blade that rose from the side, and the impact of the crash forced the tomahawk to the ground, turning away the fierce attack of the sweep.

A whistling wind followed, and the sharp cold light instantly slashed through the neck of the skeleton general, and the pitch-black armor covering its neck was nothing in the face of this blow.

The huge head flew down, and the erect body also fell on its back, and Yu Wuchen, who had succeeded in the first blow, did not stop at all, and continued to walk towards the depths of the undead army that could not be seen. His goal is very clear, ordinary undead soldiers don't need to make a move, every time the white bone scythe glowing with jade luster in his hand is slashed, it must be a skeleton warrior of realm-level strength who will fall.

His tricks themselves were washed and cultivated from the blood of killing, and the blades he used were refined with a large number of dry bones, and his own attacks implied an undead-like aura, revealing his ability to restrain those strange creatures at this moment. As a result, at present, his strength is not more than the realm level sixfold, and he can easily obliterate the undead creatures with the strength of the realm level ninefold.

Yu Wuchen saw that he had finally relied on his own offensive to ease the offensive of the undead army, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and roughly estimated that the skeleton generals who were wiped out by him today had exceeded ten.

"Just keep you out here, and that's enough. ”

With a deep thought, his figure suddenly stopped, and he suddenly fell to the ground from mid-air, and the majestic force that burst out at the moment of hitting the earth turned into a circle of majestic fluctuations, shaking back the hundreds of skeleton warriors around him, and cracking into dry bones in the fall.

And before those dry bones fell to the ground, the sickle in Yu Wuchen's hand rose upwards again.

At that moment, all the dry bones froze in mid-air. Not only that, the large number of wreckage and dry bones accumulated on the ground actually trembled on their own, gathered together in one place, and then fused with the dry bones that fell again, connected into a slender skeleton, and under the sudden swing of the white bone sickle, the condensed giant bones turned violently, like a giant whale rolling in the water in the deep sea, stirring a large number of bubbles to rise to the surface.

Of course, there was no water here, and it was the broken bones of the rest of the skeleton warriors that were stirred up.

At the moment when the trick subsided, within a radius of 100 meters, only Yu Wuchen was left standing, and countless decaying bones spread on the ground under his feet.

"Dust-free, well done!"

A familiar voice came from a distance, he smiled smugly, and looked back: "Big brother, you're here." ”

In mid-air, Feng Heng's figure was rapidly approaching through the air.

At the same time, Yu Wuchen suddenly felt a twitch in his heart, and subconsciously turned around and struck the sickle in his hand. This time, however, everything was not as smooth as before, and a huge pressure suddenly resisted the Bone Scythe, and the force that transmitted the shock to his wrists through the long handle was extremely strong.

Boom!

As if he had been hammered on his chest, Yu Wuchen raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the white bone sickle fell from his hand, and his body flew upside down and collapsed.

In front of him, a tall thin figure in a purple-black cloak suddenly appeared like a ghost. In his hand, a long sword glowing with a bright green light rose horizontally, and the fluctuations circulating on the blade slightly distorted the space.

"I really can't imagine that the Southern Continent is full of vulnerable human beings, but it is only to add members to our great undead natural disaster, but there are still such strong people here. Still, you're too far from me. Let me, with the grace of the Bloodline, let you join the most glorious undead in the lineage. ”

One of the Four Royals of the Undead, the Blood Clan.

His arrival also marked an imminent change in the tide of the war.

Raising his hand to catch Yu Wuchen's backward figure, Feng Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly noticed the strange and powerful aura fluctuations on the blood clan person in front of him.

Domain-level level, no doubt.

"Bloodline? I didn't expect it to exist. Okay, let me try it. ”

As the strong wind rolled, there was one more person in front of Feng Heng.

Demon Dragon Venerable, Feng Xin Purple.

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