The old patriarch Song Xunshan's eyes were a little cold with killing intent, he slowly raised his hand, and he could see a bright red ghost pattern appearing in his palm.

He slapped his palm towards the earth, and the bright red palm prints suddenly spread out in the mountains and forests.

The land began to boil inexplicably, began to crack inexplicably, and then I saw the surrounding mountains and mountains appear one after another raised mounds.

The grave was completely open, and the dead bodies crawled out of the grave on their own, making an unpleasant sound similar to chewing food!

Zhu Minglang looked around and found that there were a large number of graves hidden in the mountains and forests.

No wonder the other party did not leave them in the stockade, but chose to do it here.

This barren mountain is a cemetery, where they can summon enough dead bodies!

Compared with the living corpses seen in the stockade before, these dead bodies crawling out of the grave are much more terrifying, most of them are rotten bodies, most of them are only a dry skeleton, but their pupils still emit a green light, vicious and vicious, and they want to bite all living creatures to death!

The art of corpse control!

This old patriarch is determined to bury a few of them here, and after the violent death, the bones of their group will also become the puppets of their villagers!

In the rear, there were dead bodies crawling out of the grave.

And the Sonro in front of him was also calling for something, and he could see that his eyes had turned a dark red like a bat.

There was a long roar, and then a black tide seemed to emerge from the mountains and forests, and they were devouring everything in the mountains and forests, and they swept over with great horror!

It's a Lost Dragon!!

The army of mourning dragons is attacking from the mountains and forests ahead!

Zhu Minglang had speculated before that the mourning dragon might be led by someone, and he originally suspected that the target was the Yin Spirit Master girl Shi Meirou, but now he suddenly woke up.

It was indeed someone manipulating, and this person was Songluo from their team, not the Yin Spirit Master Girl!

The group of dead corpses and the group of dead dragons, the territory of this barren mountain became angry, Zhu Minglang did not dare to hesitate, and when those dead corpses and dead dragons gathered, he called out his four dragons!

"Qingzhuo, come and eat a demon fruit. "Zhu Minglang handed the Awakening Demon Fruit to the Shenmu Qing Holy Dragon.

As soon as the fruit was entered, a majestic demonic aura surged from the body of the Divine Tree Green Holy Dragon, which made the shadow of a demon dragon appear on its cyan sacred wings, and the thick demonic qi was even more condensed outside its skin and muscles, like a magic helmet.

"You go deal with those dragons. Zhu Minglang said.

The Holy Light and Demon Shadow coexisted on the Divine Tree Green Holy Dragon, and it waved its wings of different colors and colors as it flew over the mountains and forests, and the vegetation that grew in the soil was expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Trees rose from the ground, vines obscured the sky, and the magic vines and sacred trees intertwined into a huge jungle fortress, blocking the direction of the dragons.

The dragons are nimble and cunning, they try to pass through some of the cracks in the jungle fortress, but the magic vines in the jungle fortress are like living creatures, they will attack quickly, and the dragons that break in will be twisted, and then these dragons are like they have been devoured by some devil, and there are no bones left.

Devil's Forest!

The jungle fortress created by the Shenmu Green Holy Dragon is clearly the Devil's Forest, and even a treacherous creature like the Lost Dragon is difficult to get out of this jungle alive.

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"Uh!!!!"

The corpses that could not crawl out of the grave let out terrible screams.

You must know that in the face of these dead things from the grave, Zhu Minglang would rather tear his face directly with them in the village, so as not to see the ugly, rotten, and disgusting appearance of these dead corpses......

Of course, when you think about it, those are but the paleness of the dead!

"Freeze them. "Zhu Minglang doesn't want these disgusting things to come close.

Fang Niannian had already fainted with fright, she felt that there were no ghosts in this world, but the sight of the ghouls all over the mountains made it difficult for her to fall asleep in the future.

Hu Bailing hugged her, and her giant elephant dragon was letting out one roar after another.

Zhu Minglang didn't plan to let Hu Bailing participate in the war, he needed someone to protect Fang Niannian and Li Xinghua, who had no combat ability.

To deal with these low-level ghouls, Zhu Minglang alone is enough.

The Ice White Dragon also has its own special realm, which is the Ice Sky Frost.

The breath of frost was spreading rapidly, and under the moonlight, a large area of silver could be seen, shrouded around the tomb.

When those ghouls get close, they will stick to the frost of the sky, and these frosts will rob any living being......

Are corpses alive?

Apparently there is, and this vitality is actually the river of necromancy that flows like blood in their bodies.

Through this special river of necromancy, these necromantic bodies can be preserved for a long time, and they will also gain powerful brute strength, making them like powerful beasts, posing a great threat to any living creature.

The frost of the ice sky of the Ice White Dragon is drying up these rivers of necromancy, and you can see the ghouls who were originally like tigers and leopards in speed and strength, they are slowly stiffening, withering little by little!

Of course, there were also some unaffected ghouls, they rushed up, steel and iron bones, skin muscles as hard as rocks, they roared, crashed into the Bingchen White Dragon, the Bingchen White Dragon pierced their hearts with their tails, and as a result, this powerful ghoul was unharmed!

"Whoo ~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The Bingchen White Dragon flapped its wings and flew, it swirled in the air, spilling the ice white feathers into the sky, and at the same time, it spat out dragon breath to the earth!!

It seems that a large soft moonlight hits the vast wilderness, but this dragon's breath has a terrible freezing power, you can see the flowers and trees turn into ice in an instant, you can see the mountain rock mass turn into a thick layer of ice, and those groups of fierce corpses rushing up are turned into ice sculptures one by one, unable to move!

The moonlight is cold, the mountains and forests have turned into a cold and dead place, and the dragon breath of the Bingchen White Dragon is extremely domineering, whether it is those rotting corpses or fierce corpses, none of them have survived!

"Whew!!"

With a flap of its wings, the Bingchen White Dragon blew a gust of cold wind.

The cold wind swept through the flowers and trees, past the ghoul ice sculptures, and soon all the objects flew up, turning into white sand crystals in the air, and all drifting farther away.

For a time, this mountain forest became cleaner than ever!

The old patriarch Song Xunshan's face was blue and blue, although he already knew the approximate strength of the other party from Song Luo.

But he didn't expect his ghoul to be as funny as a sand soldier in front of the Bingchen White Dragon!