The powerful orc zombies charged at the remnants of the centaurs, rolling up a gloomy tide out of thin air, with the momentum of devouring everything.

When the distance between the two sides was relatively far, it was better when the sky was dim and not much to clean, and after quickly approaching, the centaur warriors who had broken the cauldron and sunk the boat, saw clearly the true face of their former partners and current opponents, and suddenly frightened the three souls out of the body, and the seven spirits stood in position.

Among the orc zombie army, there are centaurs who have been strangled into their bodies with hemp rope, twisted and killed, and their wet internal organs hang down from between their ribs, dragging them on the ground and rolling endlessly, spreading the poison of the plague.

The Minotaur Fighter who died in the Iron Thorn Thorn had a thin blade wrapped around his body, like a new tattoo. However, this kind of tattoo is too expensive, and the sharp and shining tile blue color of the iron teeth, which constantly emits the smell of fishy rotten flesh, is really a bad thing to match.

However, compared with them, the werewolf zombies who came back from the dead, with more wing membranes woven by muscles and muscles between their chests and ribs, can actually kick the ground into the air after running wildly for a certain distance, gliding and flying against the ground, and their mobility is higher than that of centaur warriors who move like the wind, and ordinary orcs can't resist even a round when they fall into their hands.

However, the remnants of the centaur warriors had no way out, and due to the spells arranged by the shamans from the Central Plains, they found that they could not escape, so they could only fight head-on, and as for winning or losing, many orcs had long since put it aside.

Looking down from the sky, the variegated river of centaurs rushed forward in a scattered formation, on the other hand, the zombie army controlled by Ye Zhiqiu with the Taiyin Extinction Divine Curse was lined up in a neat and tight military formation, like a surging frenzy, and like a demon thirsty for blood and wine, quickly rushing towards the sacrifice.

The fastest werewolves froze, and they were actually the vanguard waves of the evil tide, staring at the current temporary leader of the centaur remnant army, and flew down without hesitation.

Although the opponent reacted in time and threw a hardwood spear with all his strength, piercing through the chest of a werewolf Fei Stiff and knocking it down from mid-air, it was a pity that after throwing the weapon in his hand, the empty-handed centaur warrior was instantly thrown to the ground by the four werewolf Fei Stiff, and immediately tripped over a dozen centaur warriors behind him, all of them broke their tendons and fractures, and they rolled and crawled to the ground and crashed into a ball.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at it and nodded approvingly: "The sharpest spear tip was easily broken by me, and the last resistance of the remnants of the orcs was cut off like this." It's really not fun!"

With Ye Zhiqiu's vision now, the battlefield is facing each other, and winning or losing can be a matter of words. That's right, when the strongest warriors fell, the courage that the rest of the centaur warriors had just mustered quietly passed away again.

Not to mention, when the zombie army rushed wildly and directly crashed into the centaur without stopping, there were not many orcs who died on the spot, but the centaur warriors who were seriously injured and lost their ability to fight fell one after another, and their bodies became the battlefield for the two sides to continue to fight, allowing the heavy hooves and feet to trample back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, they mixed with the surrounding mud and turned into a pile of fishy rotten flesh and rotten soil.

After the full-scale war, the powerful zombies quickly gained the upper hand on the staggered front, after all, only the dead can see the end of the war.

The vivid life quietly faded, and the flame of life was blown by the wind of Xi Xi, sometimes the fire was high, sometimes it was languishing, and after swaying a few more times, it was quietly extinguished.

The young and vigorous body of the centaur warrior is not at all the opponent of the orc zombies, not to mention the incomparable brute force of the minotaur fighters cannot resist at all, and even the people with rusty joints and highly poisonous body fluids are not something they can handle.

When they take their last breath, the demons of the underworld summoned by the Taiyin Extinction God Curse will turn into a yin wind like soot, pouring into their facial features, and then take control of the corpse, turn into terrifying zombies, and stab their weapons into the bodies of their surviving companions.

No one could resist such a fierce battle, and when forty percent of the centaur warriors fell, most of the remaining survivors had a low morale.

Ye Zhiqiu saw that many orcs were kneeling on the ground, looking like they were waiting to be killed, it was obvious that the sense of despair had already completely defeated them, and they had lost the motivation to continue resisting.

"The so-called Prairie Orc Alliance is the useless goods in this group, am I overestimating them?"

Ye Zhiqiu glanced back, including the Red Water Palm Banner Envoy Ruan Yu, who cursed the Daoist and the people of the Tianyun Sect, and nodded heavily in unison, because the opponent was too weak.

"No! It's not that the steppe orcs are weak, it's that the immortal master's mana is too high, and with just one forbidden spell, they are killed and injured. If we had joined forces, we would not have been able to achieve such amazing results. ”

The person who spoke was the curse forbidden Taoist Li Lei, after obtaining the "Five Ghost Cutting Spell", he found that he was in the Extinction Law Domain, due to the ghostly ghost qi summoned by the Taiyin Dao, the spell newly learned by the four of them was incredibly powerful, but compared with the Taiyin Extinction Divine Curse, there was still a big gap.

However, according to Ye Zhiqiu's previous promise, as long as the accumulated merits are enough, that is, the number of orcs killed is enough, this kind of forbidden spell that can only be learned by Dao Masters and Dharma Transmission Elders also has opportunities to learn, just like Fang Cai's "Five Ghost Slashing Spell".

Ye Zhiqiu didn't pay attention to the praise of the forbidden Taoist Li Lei, but with a faint smile on his face, he turned his head and continued to watch the battle. On the contrary, it was Ruan Qian and the others who dared to say such a brazen flattery to Li Lei, who seemed a little incredulous, and then secretly hated themselves for being stupid and clumsy, and they couldn't wait to compliment the immortal master first.

Especially Ruan Yu, who claimed to be the first person to follow Ye Zhiqiu, even did not hesitate to turn his back on the Wuyun Dao and the Tianyun Sect for this, although the Curse Forbidden Dao and the Tianyun Sect both knelt, but he thought that he was in the right position and deserved a higher status.

"If it weren't for the immortal master who didn't allow me to unfurl the red water flag, set off a monstrous sea of blood, and kill this 10,000-strong tribe in one fell swoop, how could I have cursed the forbidden Taoist priest to show off his might in front of me. The villain is rampant when he gets his will, and he really can't get on the stage!"

The secret conflict between the two generals under Ye Zhiqiu's command was not unexpected, but his attention was focused on the battlefield not far away. The remnants of the centaurs gathered together like a piece of red-hot scrap metal, which had been hammered into slag by the zombie army.

When the last centaur warrior was poisoned and fell, he was eroded by the ghost qi of the Taiyin Extinction Domain, and he kept trembling and stood up, finally losing the characteristics of mortal life and turning into a zombie full of plague and poison.

It was like a drop of dew, blending into the mighty tide of death, under the command of Ye Zhiqiu, surging towards the restless concentric, and any insignificant resistance was completely crushed into slag by this general trend.

The Yin Extinction Domain thus enveloped the tribe, and the shamans who had just gained the ability to cast spells had once again lost everything they were proud of. Only the old and weak women and children were left in the orc tribe, and they were devastated, and they were powerless to resist the judgment of fate.

When the old shaman sang the last battle song, a heart-wrenching sadness flowed through the hearts of every living orc, and although the war song had lost its ability to boost morale due to the interference of the Domain, the familiar lyrics still caused the remaining orcs to burst into a wave of stubborn resistance.

The black tide of the zombie army was unexpectedly counterattacked by this group of old and weak women and children. Obviously, the old shaman's bruised neck, his wrinkled old face, and his hoarse singing are the biggest variables.

However, Ye Zhiqiu unexpectedly listened sideways, with a satisfied smile on his face, the cursed Daoist and the people of the Tianyun Sect didn't know what was going on at all, and he raised the red water palm flag to make Ruan Yu go up and ask.

"Teacher, why is that? because victory is at hand?"

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head lightly: "You might as well listen carefully, the singing sound that pervades the surroundings resonates with people's hearts, indicating the demise of an ancient tribe." The last elegy is a tribute to the difficult savings of this tribe, the long accumulation, the glory of the past, and the darkness of the end of the road. In my opinion, this song should be sung in every corner of the grassland. ”

Ye Zhiqiu's face was still a faint smile, but in the eyes of Ruan Yu and the others, it made them shudder, even the most murderous Forbidden Daoist Li Lei and the others couldn't help but shudder.

On the battlefield where the flames of war were burning and the smoke of gunpowder was filled, they finally saw Ye Zhiqiu's unknown side, the endless killing intent, like a bottomless dark abyss, and like the ruins of the East China Sea, vast and boundless.