The sea of fire was extinguished in a hurricane.

The island of the dead shrouded in moonlight, the jungle of bones rises from the ground.

The bony stalks, which are more than ten meters high, bloom into "flowers" of different styles, and the "vines" condensed by the dead are connected in all directions, building one suspended bridge after another.

A majestic undead aura gushed out of it, so thick that it formed a mist.

They don't seem to be just to intercept humans who set foot on the islands, but more like to prepare for them.

The fleet's searchlight beams were projected from overseas, through numerous bone forests, and landed on the battlefield on the ground.

The Ember Apostles who had been eroded and transformed by the undead were undoubtedly much less powerful, after all, at the same time as they died, the equipment from the torch could no longer be used.

However, the situation is still with these undead apostles in hand.

Not only did they have a numerical advantage, but the key reason why John and the others fell into a bitter battle was that they were still able to use their skills with the corpses of the undead, and even get energy replenishment from the environment, and the original flesh began to appear alienated beyond the species!

A thick burst of holy light, and the giant sword swept across with the sound of a whistling wind, slicing the waist and abdomen of an undead apostle, and the wound splashed out not viscera, but shattered white bones.

Under the withered and shrunken flesh, the skeleton of the undead apostle has undergone obvious changes, not only the volume of the bones has increased and expanded, but its texture has also taken on the gray-blue color unique to the undead life.

Raising his hand to press the spirit pattern of the cross in front of his forehead, the golden barrier spread around his body, and John's gaze swept over the members who were in a bitter battle.

Hold on to the hilt of the sword, leaving him with few options.

With a sharp force under his feet, he rushed to the passage gate leading to the interior of the hill, and his empty left hand took out a cross from the ember space with a surface inlaid with rare gems.

Although the mission was to occupy the rift in the other space, the current situation was obviously not enough for John to complete the mission, and in order to escape, he could only choose to use radical means.

Rushing to a position about seven or eight meters away from the open gate, John twisted his waist and threw the cross into the passage.

Since the source of the undead aura was the Alien Rift, as long as he posed a big enough threat to the former, it was possible to lure those undead apostles back and stop the siege on them.

The cross that John used as a grenade was obviously not an ordinary product, and almost as soon as it was released, a strong light burst out from the gems set on its surface.

In the blink of an eye, it became a small round of sun, scorching everything in the passage and spreading deeper and deeper.

The undead energy of the gloomy energy quickly dissolved in the face of this high-intensity holy light, and John saw the cross work, and a gleam of joy appeared on John's face.

Just as he was about to turn around to inform the others, his eyes suddenly froze, and his movements stopped abruptly.

The "scorching sun" that was still erupting a second ago somehow suddenly went out, and the surging holy light dissipated even more invisibly.

John's eyes widened as he stared at the strange figure that had appeared in the passage before, and his expression was shocked.

It was about two meters tall, slender or withered, with particularly slender limbs, two arms that could be dragged to the ankles, and a heavy and hideous bony armor.

Its head wears a pale helmet in the shape of an inverted cone, and the front of the helmet has no facial features, but is engraved with various strange inscriptions.

The darkness in the corridor enveloped it, and the highly condensed undead dead aura converged into a pair of bone wings behind it.

This is by no means human.

Monsters from Otherworldly Rifts......

It's the real horror behind the scenes of the Isle of the Dead!

The right arm was raised, and the pale bone claw pinched the dim cross and lifted it, and the alien monster looked at John, the bone claw leaned to its side, allowing the cross to fall to the ground, and then raised its foot and stepped down.

Boom!

The gem shattered, the cross broke.

The treasure that John used as a last resort was like a plastic toy in his hands.

With the appearance of the alien monsters, the undead aura that permeates the surrounding environment also begins to be drawn, and it flocks to the undead apostles who are fighting against the transcendents of the United Federation.

Gray-blue phosphorescence poured out of their eye sockets, and they tilted their heads and roared.

A strong sense of crisis urged John to flee immediately, and he did.

The greatsword retracted into the embers, his face contorted with fear.

Without the slightest hesitation, John turned and sped away in the direction where the beach was.

At this time, he couldn't care about those team members anymore, he just wanted to leave this ghost place immediately, and then mobilize the heavy artillery of the fleet to completely raze the island of the dead, so that all the monsters on this island would be buried at the bottom of the sea.

"I Have a Catalogue of Ghosts and Gods"

It's just that he wanted to run, but the alien monster obviously didn't intend to let him go, so he didn't go far before a huge number of bone thorns extended out of the bone jungle in front of him, sealing John's way forward, and he soon found that he seemed to have been shrouded in some kind of spiritual energy, and everything in front of him began to become trance-like.

The nightmarish jungle of bones seemed to be covered with a layer of green that represented life, and the blackened islands under their feet had green grass spreading out in all directions.

No, it's fake, it's all fake......

John reminded himself in his mind over and over again, but he couldn't control his spirit, and could only watch the scene in front of him constantly change, and a large number of plants grew inside his body.

Subconsciously wanted to dispel them through the holy light, but at the same time as he mobilized his energy, two pure angels dressed in holy silk and childlike appearance suddenly flew down in front of him.

Suddenly, John gave up on resistance completely.

Blind-eyed, he stretched out his hand to receive the blessings of these two angels.

At this moment, two palms reached out of the void and held the heads of these two angels directly!

Like a bucket of ice water pouring over his head, his body trembling like electricity, John woke up from his vision.

There were angels in front of them, just two skeleton birds with their heads choked.

His gaze moved up along the two knobby palms.

The reflection under his eyes is a sturdy black-haired young man, with black and white air currents lingering on his side, even if he stands still, he still releases a powerful power that is difficult to ignore all the time.

The "cunning rabbit" people?

This group of bastards has been watching the show from the sidelines!

I wanted to open my mouth to scold, but my mouth seemed to be coated with glue, and I couldn't open it, and the young man in front of him just glanced at him indifferently, and then stepped forward when he crushed the two skeleton birds, without saying anything at all.

The two staggered.

John, who felt ignored, became more and more annoyed, but stiffened in the next second.

Slowly lowered his head, his stunned gaze on his body.

By some point, the flesh and blood of his body had been consumed, and all that was left was an empty skeleton.

Burst~

Behind him, John fell to the ground.

Yan Jing didn't intend to look back, his gaze locked on the alien monster that had just walked outside the gate.

The eyes glowed with dark golden light, and the dragon and tiger Yama statue flashed behind him, and the black and white dragon and tiger qi manifested, dispelling the imminent undead spirits.

"It's useless, you want to rely on mental shock to influence me...... Save some effort! ”

Watching the battle between the Ember Apostles of the United Federation and the undead monster throughout the whole process, Yan Jing had long been prepared for the methods of the alien monster in front of him.

The alien monster faced Yan Jing, even though the face of the helmet had no facial features, the spell on the front end was flickering.

The aura of the Dragon Tiger Yama statue revealed Yan Jing's identity.

The alien monster that had only attacked with spiritual power before recognized the power to destroy the undead Canglong, and the long narrow arms that had fallen to his side suddenly raised and faced Yan Jing from afar.

The undead apostle who was still besieging the transcendents of the United Federation a second ago instantly gave up the target in front of him and turned straight to Yan Jing's location, obviously this alien monster knew very well who the key person was.

It's just that since Yan Jing appeared here, facing the alien monster, he was naturally not alone.

Ignoring the undead apostles rushing around him, he stepped forward.

Moo!!!

A heavy bull roar, centered on Yan Jing, shook wildly around the ground, forcibly stopping the approaching undead apostles.

Half of the skeleton fell to the ground, and Yue Qianren, who was holding two halberds, joined the battlefield, and behind him there was a phantom manifestation of a pale blue one-hoofed giant bull, his arms trembling slightly, and purple thunder wrapped around the halberd blade.

Xu Jinrong, who had a single horn in front of his forehead, was like a leopard, and held two short knives, led a group of elite members of the Special Affairs Bureau to follow closely behind, fighting with the undead apostles.

In mid-air, Yu Zhen was hovering cross-legged, his hands imprinted.

Seals with buffs descended from the sky, blessing their members.

The humans who burst into the battlefield once again stimulated the Jungle of Bones on the Isle of the Dead, and like the transcendents who had previously attacked the United Federation and its allies, the majestic undead aura gathered from all directions.

The alien monsters manipulated them in an attempt to strengthen the undead apostles again and cause trouble for Yue Qianren and the others.

It's just that this time, the flow rate of the undead air seems to be inexplicably fast......

Instead of going to the alien monster's designated location, they were pulled straight by another force towards Yan Jing, rushing to his right hand to be exact.

Legendary Accessory: Ember Curse!

The power that had suppressed the rift in the different space at the top of the Asgard Palace was once again displayed at this moment.

The characteristics of [Soul Eater] are not only aimed at the spiritual energy of the natural world, but also the undead death qi is also within its limits, this is the effect that Yan Jing tried with the sea snake earlier, and deliberately hid his hand when facing the undead Canglong.

Now is the time!

A large amount of undead death qi was swallowed by the ember curse seal, and the undead apostles were not only blessed, but gradually weakened due to the loss of energy.

The surrounding Bone Jungle was originally a creation that created the dead spirit's life, but now it had become Yan Jing's energy supply device.

The Gauntlet Gauntlet manifests, and the Glaive Knife starts.

The blood robe, the heavy Ming Yu blessed the body, and the Shuofeng Sword turned into a dark cyan streamer and shot out.

Yan Jing jumped to his feet.

Slash down at the alien monster in front of you!

The incantation on the helmet's face flickered rapidly, and a strange hissing sound rang out.

It's a bit rushed!