Long Yun Tianshen stood majestically on the back of the color tiger, and the Red Flame Sword swung out one after another shocking sword qi, and the golden sword light surged vertically and horizontally, smashing the undead who were blocking in front of him and splitting them away.

It's just that similar to the situation of Lonely Night, the vast majority of the undead who were split into the air got up from the ground, and soon they could reflexively fight again, and many of the undead's chests were even pierced by Long Yuntian's golden sword, but the same did not affect their battle at all.

In comparison, the damage of the color tiger is greater, with sharp fangs, sharp tiger claws, and a pillar-like tiger tail, tearing the undead in front of him in half or shredding them from the middle with every shot.

Although even the undead in this state are still not completely incapacitated, it is obvious that the undead with only one leg no longer conform to the doctrine of physical balance, and they no longer have the ability to struggle to stand up, and their natural threat ability is greatly reduced.

Do you have to use your sword qi to split these undead in half one by one like the Lust Tiger?

Long Yuntian frowned, and casually cast another move to burn the plain.

Golden flames were flying, the bringer of death was roaring, and the billowing flames surrounded at least thirty undead soldiers at once.

Something surprising to Long Yuntian happened, just now, the undead who was still like copper muscles and iron bones, and the undead who were not afraid of the sword soldiers actually let out a terrible scream under the golden flames, struggling, shouting, and then fell to the ground in unwillingness, no more sound, completely dead.

"The battle aura of the divine aura?" the necromancer exclaimed from the sky.

"Damn, what's going on?" Long Yuntian was also stunned, but just when he felt stunned, the color tiger had already rushed into the circle surrounded by the army of the undead with Long Yuntian.

"Hehe, I see" The color tiger turned back to the tiger's head and looked at Long Yuntian with a puzzled expression: "You have a divine aura in your battle qi, this kind of battle qi is born to restrain undead magic, once the corpse baptized by this battle qi is no longer able to be resurrected by the necromancer." ”

The color tiger explained to Long Yuntian.

"But I've been using this kind of spiritual power with a divine aura before, why hasn't there been such an obvious effect before, do you have to use the Flame Burning Plain Technique?" Long Yuntian frowned, feeling a little incredible.

"Hehe, your previous attack, the concentration of spiritual power is highly concentrated, and the spiritual power with the divine caste only leaves a small wound with divine breath on the body of the undead, such a wound is naturally dead when it is exchanged for humans, but it really doesn't matter if it appears on the undead, they can even live if their heads are cut off, but your combat skill Flame Liaoyuan is not the same thing, the Flame Liaoyuan is a range attack, the flame of the divine breath burns every part of the undead, and it is strange that they don't die......" Sehu explained to Long Yuntian with a smile.

"Quack, I know so much! I really underestimate you" Above the sky, the necromancer rode a three-headed chimera high above, and his voice like a broken gong resounded throughout the space, and the echo was buzzing, making the scalp tingle.

"It's just that I want to remind you two that the battle qi with a divine aura is indeed the best way to restrain undead magic by nature, but how many of these battle qi can you have? I still have more than two thousand undead warriors here, how many times can you send out that attack just now? Moreover, this kind of restraint is also related to the strength of the undead creatures, such as the three-headed Chimera under my feet, he was a holy beast when he was alive, and the effect of your so-called divine breath on him is almost nothing, if you can advance to become a martial saint, you can try it with restraint, by the way, you humans have the level of a martial saint, right? It is the one at the same level as the holy beast, three thousand years is too long, long enough to make me forget a lot of things. The necromancer shouted arrogantly.

Long Yuntian suddenly felt a chill in his heart when he heard his words, and at the same time looked at the tiger with an inquiring look, and the tiger nodded solemnly.

It means that what this necromancer said is true, and if his so-called divine spiritual power encounters an undead holy beast, the effect is really weak.

However, what Long Yuntian cared about was not this matter, but another thing.

Ran into an old monster more than 3,000 years ago? Long Yuntian suddenly felt cool in his heart.

The oldest old immortal that Long Dashao had seen before was the ancestor of the Han family, Zi Yuhan, although Long Yuntian had never seen this person make a move, but from the analysis of this person's style and bearing, Long Yuntian knew that this person was only stronger than the old man of his own family, even if Long Zhantian cast Starfall again, he might not be able to kill Zi Yuhan.

But Zi Yuhan only lived for more than a thousand years, and the guy in front of him claimed to have lived for more than three thousand years, more than three thousand years, just thinking about it made Long Yuntian shudder, and he also indulged in a holy beast Chimera.

However, what made Long Yuntian feel a little puzzled was that he did feel a cold energy fluctuation from this person, this kind of energy fluctuation could not be said to be less powerful than himself and Sehu, at least several points higher than himself, but it was definitely not as restrained and powerful as his own old man's battle aura that was as deep as the sea and like an abyss.

As for Zi Yuhan, he didn't feel any fluctuations in battle qi and energy in this Ethereal Peak ancestor at all, and this was also what Zi Yuhan made Long Yuntian feel jealous of.

Why is this happening? Could it be that this necromancer has not lived for more than three thousand years at all, but is scaring a few of his own people, he was also teleported to this space before?" Long Yuntian guessed.

"Quack, I've been waiting here for three thousand years, who can understand my loneliness and suffering, today, I finally hope that someone will come here, and it's not one, Quack, the god of the underworld is not kind to me!!" The necromancer looked at the two of them like a turtle in an urn, and his eyes were full of greed.

"Who the hell are you?" Long Yuntian quietly stepped in and exchanged glances with Lonely Night.

"Human?haha, you stupid creatures actually say that I am a human being? Quack, in three thousand years, it seems that human beings have forgotten too many things, Quack, I am a great demon lich, a lich ** master who practices ghost arts, you actually compare me with a lowly creature like a human ......."

"Lich,, this guy in front of you is the remnant of the demon race......" Sehu blurted out.

"Demon remnants?" The undead ** master looked at the tiger and smiled coldly: "You actually say that the great demon lich is the remnant?"

"Haha, the demon army has been completely defeated by the alliance of the Continent of God as early as three thousand years ago, even the demon king of your demon clan has been completely killed by the continental alliance army, and the soul is scattered, the empress of your lich clan has been refined by the divine beast Vermilion Bird, what are you so-called demons who are not remnants?"

"Impossible, how could our Demon King be killed? You are lying to me, our Demon King is invincible in the world!"

With the roar of the Lich ** Master, the gray fog around him continued to tremble and surge, gradually revealing his true face.

Lonely Night, who had been hiding behind Long Yuntian, suddenly brightened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Lonely Night made a move, in a way that was impossible for everyone, including Long Yuntian, to imagine.

Flying!

Lonely Night actually unleashed a throwing knife!

It is also a little surprising that a peerless fierce man who is armed with a halberd and kills all directions actually unleashed a 'small' flying knife.

A small knife, about the width of a thumb and a finger long, crystal like jade, almost transparent, seemed to cut through time and space and flew towards the Lich ** Master.

The cold chill made people tremble from the soul, and Long Yuntian seemed to hear countless souls roaring and shouting among the flying knives.

The piercing murderous aura was so unconcealable, even if Long Yuntian was not the person the flying knife blade was pointing at, he was also scared into a cold sweat.

Fast, the speed of this flying knife is too fast, and the tail of the flying knife even has a red tail due to high-speed friction with the air, like a meteor in the sky.

The small but brilliant blade stabbed the forehead of the Lich Flying Master at a moment's notice, unless it was a god, it was impossible to avoid it!

And at this time, the three-headed Chimera just made a move to raise its wings, and the lich ** master wanted to use the hard body of the Chimera Holy Beast to block this killing knife, but the flying knife was too fast, if the Holy Beast Chimera was alive, maybe it could still do it.

After death, the body stiffened and the soul dissipated, even if it was an undead holy beast, it was really impossible to make such a swift movement.

Boom~ The flying knife shot into his forehead in the frightened gaze of the lich ** master, and the battle qi attached to the flying knife exploded all of a sudden, and the lich's head was torn apart.

The skull is torn apart, and if it were the undead, it might not be able to die, but if the necromancer did this, he would be dead.

After all, necromancers are also living beings, and as long as they are living beings, they must follow the laws of living beings, and their heads are torn apart by the explosion of battle qi. Whether it's a lich or a human, or a monster, it's all dead.

Lonely Night wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and smiled at Long Yuntian with a pale face: "Just now, thank you Brother Long......"

It can be seen that after using the knife just now, Lonely Night has also exhausted all the essence and spirit, and it seems that the shocking knife is not something that can be used casually.

Long Yuntian looked at the lonely night for a long time before coming back to his senses.

Just now, Lonely Night once gave Long Yun Angel a look, and Long Dashao thought that Lonely Night was planning to seize the time to recover the battle qi he had consumed, so Long Yuntian took a step forward and covered the eyes of the Lich ** Master with his body.

Who knew that Lonely Night was actually preparing a flying knife, waiting for a chance to kill, a chance to use a flying knife to kill with one blow!

Thinking of the nirvana flying knife just now, Long Yuntian also broke out in a cold sweat.

An attack of this strength will not exceed sixty percent of the chance that he can dodge it without being able to attack him unsuspectingly.

With just one sword, Long Yuntian positioned the strength of Lonely Night to the same height as Blood Qianli and Wu Xinghe, and before that, his Lonely Night was only similar to the Cold Shadow.

"Hehe, Brother Lone is so skilled, just one flying knife is enough to set off a bloody storm on the battlefield of chaotic war, by the way, just ......" Speaking of this, Long Yuntian suddenly stopped, and Lone Night was also stunned, and the two of them jointly looked at the Holy Beast Chimera in the sky.

Yes, both of them set their eyes on the sacred beast Chimera at the same time, as it still flickered in the sky with a pair of kite-like wings.

How is this possible? The two looked at each other, and there was a hint of shock and surprise in each other's eyes.

The Holy Beast Chimera is an undead beast that has been manipulated by a necromancer, and now that the necromancer has been shot in the head, how can the Chimera still fly in the sky? It should fall from the sky like a meteorite and raise its corpse.

Isn't the Lich Mage dead?

Then both of them felt that their guess was too funny, and their heads had been shattered, how could the lich not be dead?

It was only then that the voice that came to mind made the two of them have to accept this reality.

"Quack, what a powerful knife! What a domineering knife" A terrifying voice sounded in the sky.

In the incredible gaze of Long Yuntian and Lonely Night, the corpse of the headless lich ** master sat up on Chimera's back, and his two hands groped around on Chimera's broad back, and finally only found a quarter of the head, and then placed it on his neck decently.

"Are you also an undead?" Long Yuntian looked at the remade corpse in the sky, as if he understood something, and asked with a sneer.

The "smart" lich ** master gave Long Yuntian a thumbs up, "This lich was an undead ** master who practiced the magic of the ghost before his death, and after his death, he became a lich undead by chance. ”

"Hehe, no wonder your strength is so good" Long Yuntian sneered, and he understood his previous question.

After the death of a creature can become an undead under certain conditions, this so-called certain condition can be either naturally formed or completed through some evil ritual, but no matter what, once it becomes an undead, its own strength can only be equivalent to a part of the strength before death, as for the amount of this part, it is not necessarily a large part or a small part.

As for the cultivation after becoming an undead, it is not that the undead cannot cultivate, but that the cultivation speed is quite slow. Every time you progress to a level, you will die for a lifetime.

The lich undead in front of him, that's what happened, he only retained part of his strength when he was an undead ** master during his lifetime, and in the three thousand years after becoming an undead, the progress in strength is negligible, which is why he has obviously cultivated for more than three thousand years, but his strength is far inferior to Zi Yuhan.

Knowing this, Long Yuntian was relieved.

As long as he didn't run into an old immortal who had cultivated for thousands of years, he would be fearless, and it was great that there was still a Xuanyuan sword qi that was useless.

"Quack, this body is ruined, and now there are two more perfect ones, why should I care about this one......" The lich ** master seemed to suddenly understand something, stretched out his thin hand and put a quarter of the head on his head, and then the headless corpse looked at Long Yuntian and Lonely Night.

Yes, look, although the corpse has no head, whether it is Long Yuntian or Lonely Night, there is a feeling that the other party is looking at him, and this feeling is a bit creepy.

"Lustful Tiger, take to the skies, fight!" Long Yuntian looked at the Chimera and the undead lich in the sky, and sneered.

Whoa~ The color tiger roared to the sky, the two wings fanned with all their might, Long Yuntian jumped on the back of the mountain tiger, and gave Gu Ye an inquiring look.

"Please, Brother Long, my battle qi has been exhausted in the sword just now, if I forcibly lift into the air, not only will it not help Brother Long, but it will affect the flexibility of Brother Long and Brother Tiger" Lone Night smiled awkwardly at Long Yuntian.

"En" Long Yuntian nodded clearly, raised his eyes, and the battle intent in his eyes soared to the sky.

Whoop~ The color tiger roared and rose to the sky.

"Quack, a tiger with wings stretched out at level eight dares to challenge the majesty of the holy beast," the lich undead laughed, urging the Chimera to sit down.

Chimera lost the ability to cast magic after becoming an undead, but the physical power of the holy beast should not be underestimated, looking at Chimera's sharp claws, flashing with cold light, Long Yuntian did not dare to be careless.

Before the two met, the color tiger's wind magic had already been activated in full force, and Long Yuntian also sent out a shocking finger that swayed vertically and horizontally.

It's just that the holy beast is the holy beast, whether it is the wind blade launched by the color tiger with all its strength, or the finger of the battle qi exerted by Long Yuntian after the mutation, the two hits on the body of the Chimera are sonorous sounds of gold and iron, the effect is really not flattering, but the undead lich stood on the back of the three-headed Chimera, summoned two ghostly undead archers, and shot several tricky earth bone arrows towards Long Yuntian and the color tiger.

Long Yuntian had always had a direct confrontation between the Isochromatic Tiger and the Sacred Beast Chimei, in that case, he could seize the opportunity to jump on the back of the Chimera, and then directly burn the undead lich with the flame full of divine aura.

It's just that the undead lich seems to have seen through Long Yuntian's opinion, and every time Chimera and the tiger approach, the undead lich summons one undead bone shield after another, firmly blocking Long Yuntian's attack route.

There were so many undead bone shields, more and more, and they were soon full of Chimeda's back, and it would be a trouble for Long Yuntian to rush to Chimera's back even if he planned to rush onto it.

The undead lich sat on a throne composed of bones, watching Long Yuntian swing one sword qi after another in vain, shattering the bone shield, and then he leisurely summoned a few again.

The space here is filled with the breath of death, where undead magic is cast, and the magic power is consumed very slowly and replenished quickly.

The undead lich felt that he had capital to spend ...... here.

(To be continued)