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The monks who had experienced the frenzy of the undead clearly remembered that although the leaders of these undead creatures could also speak, they didn't seem to be so clear last time.

Anyone who has experienced it understands one thing, the more advanced the cultivation, the thinner the characteristics of its undead creatures. Just like the top of the skeletons, they appear in flesh and blood, and they are no different from monks.

Now, this voice is so clear, just listening to its voice, it has a bit of a taste of Junjie among people......

They were suspicious of the cultivation of the person who gave the order, but the little monks below were nervous one by one.

With that killing word, the skeleton that had stood motionless for several years, like a sculpture, suddenly moved.

I saw that the endless skull hanging low suddenly lifted in unison. The dark and deep eye sockets were so hollow facing ahead.

Then, a flash of brilliance!

All the eye sockets were filled with fire!

Think about it.

You have worked hard to erect a defensive line, a curtain of light that separates you from the enemy. And for several years, there was no movement from the enemy on the other side, they were just skeletons, standing there dumbfounded, like specimens.

But suddenly, I saw a voice shouting kill!

Then, all the specimens ...... Moved.

In the eye sockets of these specimens, a flame suddenly burned!

That little bit of fire burned all in an instant. As far as you can see, a gray and white flickeres abruptly with its neatly arranged flames......

Who can't be surprised?

The patchwork of firelight was of different colors.

Then, a muffled sound suddenly exploded.

"Click!"

This sound, like a muffled thunder, rolled and vibrate. The monk, who was waiting for the battle, saw a layer of gray mist, which instantly scattered from the endless skeleton in front of him.

Is that...... Bone rubbing scattered bone meal?

Immediately after, there was a thud.

Then, the earth trembled slightly, and there was a roar.

The "click" was the sound of the skeletons moving forward and rubbing against their bones.

And that roar was emitted when all these skeleton footsteps fell in unison.

It's just a skeleton, a step forward, with such prestige?

The monks' faces became serious. However, they still have enough self-confidence -- the defense line here is really impregnable! The entire cultivation world has joined forces, and it can be said that there is no one hiding any secrets. With such a huge amount of money, how sharp should the formation set up?

In short, even Mahayana monks are reluctant to touch it.

The skeletons, with their eyes blazing with fire, walked in neat steps, and as they moved forward, it was like a mountain peak shifting.

And the skeleton at the front looks really pitiful. In their hands, some of them were mutilated bone swords and bone knives, and some were simply empty-handed.

Distance, getting closer......

From 100 zhang, to 50 zhang, 40 zhang......

And then, there's one more!

The monks did not need to give orders, and each one took his own place according to the prior arrangement. What they have to do now is very simple, that is, to ensure the operation of the circle, and share the pressure when the circle is overloaded.

It may seem easy, but it's dangerous...... But life and death in an instant!

Once the circle is unable to withstand the pressure and is forcibly broken through, then these monks who share the pressure of the circle will fall at the moment of the collapse of the circle - escaping is simply a dream.

The light curtain looks so thin......

Three hundred steps to go!

The monks looked serious.

At that moment, a long roar sounded, unusually dry, as if the sound of bones colliding with each other.

And as soon as this voice sounded, all the skeletons no longer walked neatly, but one by one with long mouths, jaws clicked, but their feet instantly began to run wildly!

Those skeletons, one by one, gnawed their jawbones, and the momentum of the fire in their eye sockets charging forward was more palpitating than the screaming and charging of the armor.

There are also 100 steps, all the skeletons, and the speed is mentioned to the highest!

And then...... Endless gray and white colors, like a wave, swept over in an instant, slapping on this curtain of light.

There was only a soft sound, like a drop of water falling into the flames.

Those skeletons were also like water droplets falling into the flames, instantly turning into powder.

It was just a contact, and the monks were horrified to see that in front of the light curtain, a thick layer of gray bone meal was left. Countless sparks, flying and flickering in the air, were then absorbed by the skeletons that continued to charge.

And then...... The monks saw that the bones on these skeletons originally had countless cracks, but as soon as they absorbed these sparks, they immediately flashed with brilliance, and those cracks disappeared a lot. If you absorb more, the cracks will disappear completely.

The tactics of the undead are like this, the weakest, at the front, once killed, the energy it dissipates becomes the tonic for those undead creatures in the rear.

In other words, the impact of the undead will become more and more powerful.

But the light curtain seemed to be thin, but in the face of the charge of the endless skeletons, it did not move at all. If even a skeleton shock can shake this line of defense, then these monks might as well find a place to wash and wait for death.

At this moment, you can see the power of this light curtain - as soon as the skeletons fell, they never got up again. Whether it was the circle that wiped out the undead or whether they were formed by devouring each other, no one knows, but the result is good.

At least, you don't have to face the shameless resurrection of these skeletons all the time.

In just a few moments, tens of thousands of skeletons had completely disappeared......

And at this moment, the skeleton is still beyond sight! At this scale, even if a Mahayana monk falls into it, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

Moreover, the monks found that the skeletons that were now impacting the light curtain were sturdy and smooth, and they were no longer of the same inferior quality as before. Moreover, in each skull's hand, he held a sharp bone sword and bone knife. As soon as they rushed to the front of the light curtain, they instantly flew to their feet, stabbing forward with their swords in both hands.

It's a lot tougher than the skeletons from before.

But the light curtain remained unmoving. These skeletons swooped down, but they were just moths to the fire, and without a single reaction from the light curtain, they turned them into powder.

Looking at the skeleton that could not be seen, although the monks believed in the power of the circle, they also knew that the impact of the undead would not stop as long as it began.

That is, now is nothing more than a prologue before the bloody war.

The secret realm of a hundred battles, the sky is eternally gray.

And this light curtain is dazzling.

Under the gray sky, the boundless gray and white color is shining brightly in the impact.

Is this the war between light and darkness?

Time is ticking.

Skeletons, disappearing.

Now, the appearance of these skeletons began to shock the monks.

These skeletons are tall and burly, and the bones all over their bodies are like white jade, shining brightly!

How powerful are these skeletons?

The monk only knows that the skeleton is like jade, comparable to Jindan!

Brother Jindan, if you face such a circle, what will be the result?

The answer is right in front of you.

Unshakable.

Countless jade-like skeletons and bodies swooped down, sharp bone swords, stabbing at the light curtain with a sharp whistling. With such a powerful attack, the light curtain is still unwavering.

And these skeletons are still turned into bone meal and scattered all over the place. Clusters of firelight suddenly shone brightly, flying endlessly in the air.

Almost all the monks began to feel chills in their hearts.

If the energy of a skeleton of this strength is absorbed by other more powerful skeletons...... Although there were only a few ocean-like skeletons left at the moment, and most of them were damaged in front of the circle, this still did not satisfy the monks.

"Kill!"

Another shout!

The voice is still clear, but it is full of killing intentions!

A low roar sounded, followed by heavy footsteps.

The monks only saw smoke and dust suddenly rising in the distance.

In a moment, the monks saw that the last group of skeletons in the distance were just walking slowly, wantonly absorbing the fire in the air. As these firelights were absorbed into their bodies, countless flesh and blood, like tentacles, struggled out with teeth and claws, clinging to those golden and jade bones.

Their strength...... Stronger!

And at this moment, these skeletons are slowly moving forward.

Behind them, who is charging, bringing up a day's smoke and dust?

Subsequently, the answer was announced.

Corpse!

I saw countless zombies appear, leaping like flying. They roared wildly as they ran forward. Behind these powerful skeletons, they jumped up one by one without hesitation, and jumped directly over these now bloody skeletons.

Clusters of flesh and blood flowers bloomed above the light curtain.

Watching the light curtain bombarding those zombies, bursting with clumps of flesh and blood, rotting viscera throwing wantonly...... Seeing such a look, no matter how strong the monk was, he also wanted to vomit a little.

But the most terrifying thing is that once these zombies are killed, they are like skeletons, and countless sparks fly out.

Here, there is no difference between the silver light zombie and the golden light, and even the zombies transformed by the so-called bet zombies and monks after the fall, and their only role is to ...... Cannon fodder.

Their death can not only weaken the magic circle built by the monks, but also make the powerful zombies in the rear stronger.

Realizing this, several monks in the central hall of the camp couldn't sit still.

"Should we take some action?" an old man's face was very ugly, "If this continues, how to deal with these undead creatures attacking from behind?"

Several old men who were meditating with their eyes closed opened their eyes in unison. One of them, who was a bad old man, chuckled: "You mean, open the magic circle, and we will go out and collect all the soul power that these undead creatures have escaped after death?"

The old man who spoke was stunned for a moment, then shook his head lightly and stopped talking.

Under the barrier of the circle, it was impossible for them to do anything.

And to operate the circle and open a portal, then ...... Who goes?