But seeing that the primary-colored silver moonlight sword passed, the dense army of skeletons in the Divine Underworld was crushed like tofu.

Seeing this, everyone below was all excited and excited.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, follow us, if they dare to destroy our homes, we want them to die without a place to bury."

Luo Li, Jiaxuan Moyan, Haimo Feng, and other fresh forces took over the exhausted Seagod Sect Master and others, seeing this, leading the recovered Seven Sect forces, and the vigorous ones rushed towards the army of the undead in front of them.

Little Red, let's go, let's destroy them together.

Xiaoyin descended from the sky in front of Xiaohong, stretched out his little paw to hug Xiaohong, who was pitted all over his body, kissed him fiercely, and shouted in a deep voice.

Let's go, Xiaohong roared, and rushed towards the skeleton army in front of him side by side with Xiaoyin.

Attack from all sides, with the integration of fresh blood and the arrival of the savior.

Although the number of people is scarce, the momentum is not comparable to what it was just now.

The people of the Seven Sects pounced on them one by one.

And the army of the undead of the God Underworld who had endured the indiscriminate ethereal Ganlin decision of the Cloud Killing Heaven was a little stunned for a moment.

The ethereal rain is decided, and in the hands of the clouds and the heavens, it can give life to living creatures.

Then, the only thing that can be brought to the dead is ablation.

The army of thousands of undead seemed to be drawn out of their dead air for a moment, and they were dumbfounded.

"There is revenge, there is resentment, they kill our family, we kill them......"

"Yes, don't be afraid, there is our savior, don't be afraid of ......"

"Kill......"

The ordinary people around them, who were helpless and could only wait for death, saw that the skeleton army was not as vicious as just now, and they had a big backer.

After a brief moment of stunned and frightened, there was a bang.

For a time, ordinary people carrying kitchen knives, hoes, pig-killing knives, and holding bench sticks rushed frantically towards the skeleton army from all directions.

Hatred, that's hatred to the bone.

The remaining forces of the Seven Sects are in the minority.

But as soon as these countless civilians joined in, the formation was stronger than the army of thousands of undead.