The people of the Golden Crow tribe were terrified, and the appearance of the snow mist made the surrounding souls even more crazy, and they rushed towards the people of the Golden Crow tribe and started a fight.

The ghosts in the sky engulfed everyone of the Golden Crow Clan, and Ye Chen stood in place listening to the sound of fighting and roaring.

After some time, everyone of the Jinwu tribe fell one by one, lost their vitality, and turned into a cold corpse.

Ye Chen walked over and came to the corpses.

The corpses appeared one by one, and the eyes of these corpses showed a blank look, but soon there was a trace of clarity in their eyes, and they looked back at their corpses, and their eyes showed sadness, but they were helpless.

As members of the Golden Crow Clan, they are most aware of the domineering nature of this Dementor Banner.

When the soul enters the dementor flag, it will gradually lose consciousness and enter a state of confusion, forgetting whose name and identity it is...... Even everything, in the end, can only be turned into a killing tool, and this is the power of the Dementor Banner.

Ye Chen walked in front of those dead souls, he waved his big hand, and the dead souls of the Golden Crow clan were instantly gathered together and firmly held in Ye Chen's hands.

Ye Chen's eyes looked at the struggling souls in his hands, his eyes were cold, and the terrifying coercion emanated.

At this moment, he clenched his five fingers hard, and a beating flame appeared in his palm.

At the same time, Ye Chen's mind moved, and the eyelids of the middle-aged man's Golden Crow Revenant Soul suspended in the sky trembled slightly, his eyes slowly opened, and his weak gaze came out.

This Golden Crow Revenant Soul felt Ye Chen's summoning and was slowly waking up from its slumber, it slowly stirred its cracked wings, and then flew towards Ye Chen.

The golden crow changed to the size of a palm and landed on Ye Chen's shoulder.

Ye Chen looked sideways at the weak Jin Crow, and then he looked at the dead souls in his hands.

Under the burning flames, the souls of those Golden Crow clans let out a painful roar, they wanted to escape from Ye Chen's palm, but they couldn't do anything.

Ye Chen's eyes were not shocked, staring at the changes in the souls in his hands, these souls gradually became weak in the continuous scorching of the flames, and their bodies gradually became clear, not condensed, as if they would completely dissipate in the next moment.

At this time, Ye Chen let out a cold snort, he made the flames in his hands burn more violently, those dead souls seemed to be in an oil pot, in pain, their bodies became more illusory, and these dead souls began to melt like candles in the burning of the flames.

A moment later, all those revenant souls in Ye Chen's hands melted into a golden liquid.

At this time, the golden crow standing on Ye Chen's shoulder slowly flew away, it came to those golden liquids, and began to devour them greedily, these golden liquids seemed to have a special magic power, attracting the golden crows.

A moment later, the Golden Crow devoured all the golden liquid.

At this time, a dazzling golden light suddenly came out of Jin Crow's body, and the scars outside Jin Crow's body slowly began to heal, and the aura on his body began to become stronger.

The outer body of the Golden Crow burned with raging flames, and the golden light flickered in this world, and the powerful aura of the ancient Golden Crow brewed in the Golden Crow's body again.

Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction, and then the golden crow spread its wings again and flew towards the highest place, and then stopped at the highest place, quietly entering a state of sleep, waiting for Ye Chen's next summoning.

The blood red in the eyes of the undead souls who had lost their hunting targets faded, and once again they showed confused eyes, and they wandered through the crimson world.

Ye Chen's gaze looked around the world in this dementor flag, and several clear cracks were scattered all around, which was the damage caused to the dementor banner by this fight.

Ye Chen's gaze froze, "After going back this time, we must repair it, otherwise the world in this dementor banner will soon be flawed." ”

Ye Chen still has a lot of materials now, which can be taken from the body of the fierce beast, and the soul flag can be sacrificed, and after the soul flag is refined, the quality will definitely be able to go to the next level.

Subsequently, Ye Chen left the world inside the Dementor Banner and came to the wilderness.

The wind and snow were still shaking, and Ye Chen was suspended in the air, with his back to the Great Wall of the Border Region, looking at the land of the demon clan.

Although the sky is still a little dark, there is already a touch of fish belly white in the east, and the sun is slowly rising.

Ye Chen's gaze looked at the ground under his feet, there were corpses everywhere, ninety percent of which were the corpses of demon beasts.

The demon beasts around the place where Ye Chen is standing now were all killed by him, and many of the demon beasts faced on the battlefield in Tianshui Town this time were killed by Ye Chen, and Ye Chen can be said to have played a decisive role in this beast tide.

If it weren't for Ye Chen slaughtering the demon beasts and intercepting the people of the Golden Crow Clan, the battle on this battlefield would not have ended so quickly, and the people of Tianshui Town would not have had so much time to repair.

Ye Chen stared at the front quietly, at this moment, there was a faint sound of fighting in the distance, and the fighting on other battlefields was not over.

"This is only the first wave of the monster's attack, and the subsequent attack will definitely be even stronger."

Ye Chen stood in the wind and snow, this snow had been falling for a long time, but there was no sign of stopping.

The corpses lying on the ground became even colder, and the wind and snow spread down and covered these cold corpses, and the sky and the earth became white again.

Ye Chen looked at the corpses everywhere, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, war has always been cruel and ruthless, I don't know how many people's lives will stay here forever.

The tip of Ye Chen's nose moved slightly, and there was a bloody smell in the air.

In the night, Ye Chen put away the dementor flag, and then turned around and walked towards the Great Wall of the Border Region, now that the first wave of beasts had been repulsed, he was going back to repair.

The city lord of Tianshui City and the mayor of Tianshui Town, who were standing at the head of the city, stared nervously at the black fog on the battlefield.

At this moment, the thick black mist suddenly and slowly dissipated, revealing the true face of the battlefield.

The two of them suddenly widened their eyes and looked nervously into the night.

The outcome of this battle is very important to their Tianshui Town, and even affects the future direction of the war.

The two of them suddenly became nervous in their hearts, if Ye Chen won this war, it would undoubtedly be great news for them, which meant that not only was the Dementor Banner not taken away, but Ye Chen also killed the people of the Golden Crow Clan who came to snatch the Dementor Banner.

If Ye Chen lost, then they would undoubtedly face an even more powerful demon clan powerhouse, which would undoubtedly put them in a more dangerous predicament.

The two of them stood at the head of the city, letting the snow fall on their shoulders, and the two of them frowned, and their eyes were firmly fixed on the battlefield of the battle.