Chapter 241: The Dead King of the Eight Directions
After the human army cleaned up the three undead legions, the road ahead was unimpeded, and it walked ten kilometers in a short time.
The thirty-kilometer Undead Tide Corpse Mountain Blood Sea Road has been completed by one-third.
In the distance, the shadow next to the abyss was motionless, as if there was nothing to be done with the Ancient Capital Legion.
The million-level battle continued, and the thousands of mages on the periphery looked tired.
Boom~, heavy rain fell in the sky, washing away the corpses everywhere, dissipating the foul-smelling smell of rotting corpses and the heavy smell of blood.
"Woohoo!"
But as soon as the group reached the ten-kilometer limit, a death knell-like cry came from the direction of the end of the horizon.
Han Lin and the other super-level mage groups looked through the drizzle, and suddenly found that between the obscure heaven and earth, a skeletal creature with sky-covering bone wings flew towards the clouds......
Its figure got closer and closer, its speed broke several times the speed of sound, its body expanded from the size of a black dot to a black shadow hundreds of zhang in size, and its wings were spread, like a cloud hanging from the sky, like a large thick dark cloud floating over.
The group of thousands of mages didn't pay attention at first, and only woke up in amazement when a large shadow fell on the ground.
People looked at the sky, and they didn't know when it came, and when they looked at the phalanx, and looked at the small mages, fear spread like a plague, and spread all over the legions at once.
It was so abrupt that it was approaching the army in the blink of an eye.
Lu Jun looked up, his expression solemn, this majestic creature finally showed its full appearance.
It was a skeletal dragon, its whole body was like mercury poured, crystal clear, lustrous and immortal, with sharp edges and corners, and countless bone spurs bulging on the surface.
Its supreme soul fire was wrapped in thick bones, burning with a dark blue color of ice and death, overflowing through the cracks of the bones, inextricably linked, rendering domineering and evil.
The overall look is exceptionally perfect and majestic.
Wei Si Yaoting said slowly: "The Skeleton Brake Underworld! ”
One of the Eight Dead Monarchs, a mid-level monarch, more powerful than the Ghost Tyrant in the distance.
Lu Jun's eyes were a little appreciative, if he could sit on this skull dragon, he would be the Lich King, he would indeed be handsome.
This is not over, with the appearance of the bone dragon, in the depths of the abyss, one after another majestic creatures appeared.
First of all, at the far end of the vast sea of the undead, a mad corpse that towered like a majestic mountain peak appeared without warning, and with every step it took, the shaking of the ground reached here.
[Corpse of the Mountain], the supreme monarch, its history is longer than that of the ancient capital, and its body is taller than the snake, comparable to the city.
Next to it on both sides, four monarch demons stood in a row, the Red Skull Demon Lord, the White Corpse King, the Onyx Corpse King, and the Mist Ghost Commander.
The Red Skull Demon Lord is a humanoid skeleton, dark red throughout, tall and small, low-key and quiet, floating next to the corpse of the mountain peak and almost ignoring the past.
[White Corpse King] is also of a similar type, except that there is a flesh and blood, a zombie monarch, covered in armor, like a general on the battlefield.
The remaining [Onyx Corpse King] and [Mist Ghost Commander] are all huge existences.
The former is like a hill of flesh and blood, the same species as the corpse of the mountain, but it is much lower, only to the extent of a third.
The latter resembles a black smoky hill, hanging like a black night where heaven and earth meet.
Coupled with the first ghost tyrant to appear, the Lord of the Underworld, the Dead Monarch of the Eight Directions appeared in the seventh, and it was almost the Nine Shadows Queen who didn't know where to hide in the end.
Thousands of legions choked, and said in a trembling voice: "Seven-headed Sovereign, can we really open the passage to the abyss?" ”
At this moment, Han Lian's face was heavy, and they were thinking of sending Mo Fan and the four of them to the abyss, and then returning the same way.
But the Seven Great Sovereigns are here, and they are deep in the depths of the Sea of the Undead, are they sure that they can still be safe and sound.
He took a deep breath and said, "All of them, get ready to die in battle, call the forbidden spell, and eradicate the threat of the undead in one fell swoop." ”
Thundered!
The Seven Great Sovereigns stood tall in the sky and the earth, with a mighty momentum, like demon gods, and more undead appeared with them.
Billions of undead corpses assemble their bodies and gather together, whether crawling out of the ground or tumbling from farther north, so numerous that they can cover the distant horizon...
Legion of the Corpse Hill, Legion of the Fog Ghosts, Legion of Crimson Skeletons...... and so on, one by one, the descendants of the generals appeared.
To add insult to injury, the thousands of desperate mages marched to the ten-kilometer limit when suddenly the gap in the phalanx collapsed in one place and another.
Countless ancient tombs are interspersed in the center of the army of thousands of people, and a large number of rotting corpses pouring out of the squad are forced to isolate and will gradually eat.
There is no way, the mage army acts, leaving room between each other far beyond the ordinary army, after all, the scope of magic is very large.
This led to a regiment of thousands of people, but it pulled out a place of several kilometers, basically broke into pieces, and advanced in small teams.
There are psychic mages and phonological mages in tandem with the team, but they are not afraid of turning into scattered sand.
But Lu Jun's face was shocked, the ancient capital was more prepared than before, but he didn't expect the undead side to become even worse.
From three monarchs to seven monarchs, the undead empire poured out.
Things were unpredictable, and he fell into deep thought, suspecting that the undead's strange appearance was related to the Nine Shadows.
After capturing Asharia alive, clearing the Black Holy See, and making the ancient capital more prepared, the Nine Shadows Queen seemed to think that the three or four monarchs could no longer push the ancient capital, and decided to increase the bargaining chips.
OK...... Lu Jun was lucky in his heart, he brought the totem snake, otherwise he would have to ride in.
The Totem Serpent can contain the corpse of the peak of the same supreme monarch alone.
This is the big boss, and the threat brought by one's own strength is equivalent to the sum of the other six monarchs, which can make more than a dozen super-level people have no time to care about it.
The remaining chief of the Praetorian Guard, Lu Huan, was able to defeat a mid-level monarch alone, and the strength of Han Lian, the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, needless to say, was no problem fighting two monarchs alone.
With this division, Lu Jun returned to calm, and in the end, the three or four monarchs at the end of the Eight Directions Dead Monarch were enough to deal with by a group of super ranks.
The only worry is what to do when the demon energy is exhausted.
Lu Jun thought about it, if his plan failed, he could only let Xuan Snake evacuate with his sister and the super-level regiment to preserve the high-level combat power.
Just when Han Lone's old figure put on the dark gold armor and took the initiative to face the corpse of the mountain peak.
He stood up and said, "I'll leave this Supreme Dead Monarch to me." ”
Hearing this, everyone was shocked and looked at him suspiciously.
Lu Jun didn't explain, he took out a crystal clear cyan bead from his arms, and through the surface, he could vaguely see a large cloud of mist rising inside, and a snake was entrenched and swimming.
"Snake, I need your help."
He stroked the totem beads and said in a low voice, the white tiger pendant on his neck bloomed with brilliant platinum brilliance, the totem beads in his hand resonated, and the sacred and solemn totem patterns also appeared, and his breath rose slightly.
(End of chapter)