Le Ma, the general holding Fang Tian's halberd, stopped in front of the City Lord's Mansion, and the majestic voice that pierced through the rain curtain shouted loudly:

"Shenwei Hussar General Zhou Xiaoyi is here, and the demon woman will die quickly!"

Yin Fan stood incognito under the eaves that were quite far away from Zhou Xiaoyi and the old woman, carefully avoiding the scope of the two of them's true yuan investigation. Zhou Xiaoyi's cultivation is comparable to Yin Fan, and he is the second most important in the Ruins Realm.

The problem is that the Fang Tian painting halberd in Zhou Xiaoyi's hand seems to be very unusual, giving Yin Fan the feeling that it is like a living, not an unconscious magic weapon.

If this Zhou Xiaoyi has Zhou in his name, he must be a member of the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty. Such a strong person would recognize Zhou Zichen as the new emperor, which somewhat surprised Yin Fan.

Zhou Xiaoyi's voice overshadowed the thunder in the rainy night and echoed in Tongwei City for a long time.

The old woman's cold voice sounded clearly: "The life of the old woman is not so easy to take!"

The old woman's iron cane slammed into the roof, and the black circle of light spread from under her feet, and after the hundreds of thousands of zombies in the city appeared in this rippled circle of light, they all howled and rushed out of their hiding places, biting wildly at the neat Zhou Dynasty army.

But the Iron Rider is not an ordinary commodity, and he already knew the information here before he came, and when he saw the zombie tide coming, the general in the middle immediately organized a counterattack.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhou Xiaoyi, who was at the front, roared angrily, and Fang Tian's halberd was like an ordinary wooden stick and was cut out in front of him in a half-moon-shaped trace, shooting out an impact and slashing at the old woman.

The corpse king also shouted angrily, clenched his fist to shatter the impact, and at the same time jumped up and smashed his fist at Zhou Xiaoyi.

Zhou Xiaoyi raised Fang Tian's halberd to fight back calmly, and he was even with this corpse king who couldn't fight back against Yin Fan. Yin Fan was taken aback in his heart, and after careful inspection, he didn't find anything special about Zhou Xiaoyi.

The two went back and forth for more than 20 moves, and Yin Fan found that the Fang Tian painting halberd in Zhou Xiaoyi's hand was simply against the sky, and every time the corpse king had not made an attack action, it had already "driven" Zhou Xiaoyi to defend, and then quickly counterattacked.

came and went, the corpse king was completely at a disadvantage, and was pressed by Zhou Xiaoyi step by step, and he couldn't retreat if he wanted to.

If you want to solve the old woman at one time, this is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Yin Fan approached the City Lord's Mansion from under the eaves, then walked through the rain curtain to the top of the five-story building, and stood at the front of the roof.

The rain was pouring down, and the old woman stood there motionless, like a statue.

A trace of doubt flashed in Yin Fan's heart, and he always felt that she was a little strange. But the arrow is on the line, and it has to be sent. He narrowed his eyes and cautiously approached, trying to keep the distance as close as he could to kill her with a single blow.

As the distance got closer, the uneasiness in Yin Fan's heart became more intense, and a cold chill came from his toes soaked in the rain. Restless to restless, he finally reached the best distance.

The Xuantian Sword Shadow appeared the moment he sprinted, everything around him seemed to be still, and the passage of space caused everything around him to become distorted.

There is still one meter left, and the Xuantian Sword Shadow can pierce the old woman's heart! Yin Fan was slightly determined in his heart, and even had a little more confidence.

Suddenly, the scene in front of her went dark, and a coffin stood up in front of the old woman. Yin Fan couldn't stop his body at all, and the whole person rushed in, and then there was a bang behind him, and nothing around him was immediately invisible.

There were two knocks on the coffin lid, and the old woman's gloomy voice sounded directly inside the coffin: "Do you think that with the Blood Talisman, we won't be able to deal with you?"

Yin Fan's heart sank, and he fell into the coffin of the old woman's way.

The coffin was pushed down by the old woman. Yin Fan fell into the coffin in a pressed posture and couldn't move. Erased it with his hand, there was a complete skeleton.

He turned around in the small space and kicked hard, but there was no movement, and he stabbed with the Xuantian Sword Shadow, but he still couldn't destroy the coffin in the slightest.

"Don't bother, the old woman's Hades coffin can trap the ninth person in the Returning Ruins Realm, how can a little ghost like you turn over? But the old woman is very curious, five years ago, when you ran away from Qianqi, you were just a waste, but I didn't expect you to have a Returning Ruins Realm cultivation five years later, how did you get this cultivation speed?"

Yin Fan ignored his words, and looked for any traces that could be destroyed between the dark coffin and the gap between the coffin lid. Regrettably, the coffin was sealed so tightly that there was not the slightest gap.

The sound of rain falling on the lid of the coffin, Zhou Xiaoyi's shouting, and the sound of the iron horseman's rushing and killing, these sounds came into the coffin from the outside very clearly, as if ringing in the ears.

――What should I do?

Yin Fan forced himself to calm down and think about this question. Although the old woman blew this coffin into the sky, there must be a way to crack it after all.

According to what she said, she could only trap the cultivators below the ninth level of the Returning Ruins Realm, in other words, the coffin of the people in the Returning to the Truth Realm could not be imprisoned.

――Why?

Any closed thing that is made after tomorrow must have a naturally formed opening. I couldn't open this coffin myself, I just didn't find the opening there.

――Where is the opening?

Yin Fan, who calmed down, quickly turned his mind in his mind. The coffin that held him was an object similar to a magic weapon. In this way, the flow of spiritual power controlled by the True Element is essential.

- Spiritual power, flowing?

Two crucial words flashed through Yin Fan's mind, and the fragmented way of thinking made him grab a little tail.

It would be useless for the rest of the people to grasp these two points, but Yin Fan was different from others in that as the Xuantian Bagua Sword Formation became more and more perfect, he could already clearly communicate with the spiritual power between heaven and earth.

Yin Fan closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in his spiritual power, including the coffin.

Outside the coffin.

Zhou Xiaoyi jumped up from his horse, and the Fang Tian painting halberd held in both hands slashed towards the head of the corpse king in anger. The corpse king couldn't avoid it, so he could only raise his arm to resist.

To Zhou Xiaoyi's surprise, the Corpse King's arm was broken and hard, and the Fang Tian painting halberd that he had cut down with all his strength only stopped after sinking into his arm for two centimeters.

At this time, the old woman suddenly appeared beside Zhou Xiaoyi, and the iron cane in her hand struck his chest with black light. With a loud bang, Zhou Xiaoyi's entire body was beaten upside down, and Fang Tian's halberd was directly left on the corpse king's arm.

"General!" Not far away, the adjutant general exclaimed in surprise and wanted to rescue, a thin boy hidden in the zombie tide suddenly burst out, bit him on the neck and tore off half of his neck, and the adjutant fell off his horse on the spot and stopped moving.

As soon as Zhou Xiaoyi's whole body hit the ground, the old woman threw out another black light and fell on his chest. Zhou Xiaoyi, who couldn't resist the injury, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body was extremely weak.

The boy tore the lieutenant's body, jumped above Zhou Xiaoyi's head with blood in both hands, cracked his mouth to the root of his ear, and bit Zhou Xiaoyi's head with a mouthful of fish-scale teeth.

Zhou Xiaoyi snorted coldly, his hands cracked the ground, his body was lifted by this force, and he hit the boy with his forehead.

As soon as the boy's split mouth touched Zhou Xiaoyi's forehead, the entire head shattered in an instant, and his body twitched slightly when he fell to the side, probably not dead.

Zhou Xiaoyi didn't care about the wound on his forehead that could be seen as a bone, strode over to the headless boy, and stepped on three or four feet in a row, making the flesh and blood miserable.

"How many does the 'ghost-eyed boy' old woman want, if General Zhou is not addicted, shall I send you a few more?" The old woman's voice was extremely gloomy.

Zhou Xiaoyi Tieqing's face looked at the old woman standing in the distance and did not speak. The Corpse King pulled Fang Tian's halberd out of his hand and shook it vigorously, and the faint red light that was originally just flickering in Zhou Xiaoyi's hand instantly turned into a bewitching blood red.

Zhou Xiaoyi couldn't help but change his face when he saw this scene.

The old woman looked at Fang Tian's halberd and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the old woman came here and not only grabbed the 'key', but also found a treasure for 'Qi Lang', which is not bad." ”

Hearing that she actually called the corpse king "Qi Lang", Zhou Xiaoyi snorted coldly and said, "What a concubine!

Zhou Xiaoyi drew the sword at his waist, and roared in a majestic voice: "Sons, set up a killing array!"

The cavalry who heard this sentence were stunned, but the next moment these people were all red-eyed, and the iron cavalry that had been scattered quickly retracted, and after a while, with the sound of uniform shouting, each iron cavalry hit the ground with the spear in his hand, releasing the sound of "knock, knock, knock".

The battle of lore, never die, the underworld, walk with you!

As soon as the lore array comes out, the other party will not die, and even the ghost will pester the other party.

Zhou Xiaoyi got on the horse at an extremely skillful speed, and the long sword he raised pointed straight at the old woman and the corpse king, and shouted a word as the horse's hooves were raised.

"Kill!"

"Kill ......"

An overwhelming sound of killing sounded all around, and an invisible masculine aura gathered, and even the clouds in the sky were reduced.

The old woman showed a solemn look on her face, and when she was about to fly up, Zhou Xiaoyi's long sword stabbed her, forcing the old woman to fight back.

The Corpse King roared angrily and brandished Fang Tian's painting halberd and slashed at Zhou Xiaoyi, but many cavalry jumped up and used their bodies to block the Fang Tian's painting halberd.

Rao is Fang Tian's painting halberd is extremely powerful, and the black-armored cavalry who is not afraid of death also makes the corpse king slightly declining. After the crescent-shaped top of Fang Tian's halberd slashed more than a dozen people, it lost its follow-up strength, and when he shot again, more than a dozen black-armored cavalry flew over, blocking the way for the corpse king to save the old woman.

The most terrifying thing is that after the death of the iron horseman, the soul that had just flown out of the body immediately drilled into the humanoid body, roaring madly and rushing towards the corpse king.

Soon, the corpse king was surrounded by hundreds of cavalry in a pile of corpses, and his body was covered with severed limbs that could not be let go. Seeing that the old woman beside her was a little unbearable under Zhou Xiaoyi's attack, the corpse king was furious and looked up to the sky and shouted.

Countless bone spurs suddenly pierced from the ground centered around him, and the further they went, the larger and longer they became. This indiscriminate large-scale attack instantly shattered the bodies of all the nearby cavalry.

But even so, the cavalry that poured into Tongwei City was overwhelmed, and there were countless numbers, these hundreds of people had just died, and the cavalry on the periphery had their eyes redder, and they rushed over with a louder killing sound than just now, still controlling the corpse king in place.

Countless ordinary black-armored cavalry actually trapped the corpse king of the Ruins Realm in place and could only fight back. The old woman's gloomy face turned a little pale, as if she had not expected to fall into such a bitter battle at all.

I thought that Zhou Xiaoyi would be introduced into the city and use the corpse tide to deal with his iron cavalry team, but I didn't expect him to ignore the corpse tide at all and rush directly into Tongwei City.

Zhou Xiaoyi's offensive became more and more fierce, and an ordinary long sword in his hand gradually flashed a slightly yellowish light as the battle time was normal.

The old woman used an iron cane to resist for a while, and at the same time, the corpse king, the little ghost, and the huge corpse tide were a little unbearable, even if she secretly opened the "Yin Gathering Array". She snorted, and a cloud of black gas suddenly erupted from her body.

Zhou Xiaoyi's face changed, and while his body retreated, he shouted, "Get out of the way, don't touch the black gas." He doesn't speak slowly, but not everyone has the reflexes and speed that he has.

There were two or three hundred iron horsemen who attacked the Corpse King from this direction, and they only touched the edge of the black qi, screamed in pain, and after rolling on the ground a few times, they suddenly burst out and attacked their companions. When the companion was bitten, his whole body became lifeless, and his eyes turned white and attacked the other person.

Zhou Xiaoyi's expression changed greatly, but it was terrible to see this situation spreading, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Take the soldiers who fell into the ghost path...... Slashed!"

The soldiers around him were all experienced people, clenched their teeth, raised their guns, and cut off the heads of the soldiers who were frantically attacking their companions with the tips of their spears.

Seeing that the soldiers who were like brothers were not killed on the battlefield, but in the hands of their own people, Zhou Xiaoyi's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were already bulging out.

"The witch is dead!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The eyes of the surrounding soldiers became even redder, and they wildly shouted the word "kill". The iron horsemen who rushed towards the Corpse King were even more desperate, and many of the cultivators even jumped up from the ground with the help of the True Yuan, and stabbed vertically through the top of the Corpse King in a way of sending them to death.

The old woman's face was extremely embarrassed, looking at Zhou Xiaoyi, who rushed over like a crazy cow, she seemed to have made up her mind and showed a determined expression.

She soared into the air and stopped directly above the City Lord's Mansion, raising her hands to the sky, looking into the depths of the sky with an almost adoring expression, closing her eyes and shouting an unknown incantation in her mouth.

In an instant, four pillars of light intertwined with blood and black rushed out from the four corners of Tongwei City and disappeared into the clouds. Affected by this, the corpse tide that had not made achievements all over his body flashed with a mixture of black and red light, and his movement and attack speed were nearly ten times faster than just now!

The corpse king, trapped in the ghosts of the cavalry and dead soldiers, opened his arms and roared to the sky, and the violent impact centered on him moved things within two hundred meters of the surrounding area, including buildings, to the ground.

Seeing that his side was suppressed at the moment when the old woman recited the mantra, Zhou Xiaoyi's face was gloomy and calmed down at the same time.

There is only one goal, and that is to kill the old woman in order to win this battle.

He bent his legs and stepped through the ground, shooting at the old woman like an arrow. But when he was three meters away from the old woman, the red and black psionic barrier blocked him, and Zhou Xiaoyi, who hit the psionic barrier, bounced back to the ground like an arrow, and smashed a deep pit of nearly one meter at the landing.

After a minute, the old woman opened her eyes and cried out in a hoarse voice, like the prayer of the most devout believers to the Most High God.

"O Venerable First Emperor of the Underworld, open your eyes and look at your people, four thousand years of day and night anticipation, for the sake of unity and salvation, descend your power!

We curse that your subjects will raise the banner of salvation!

Your most loyal people, Siro Yava, at the cost of your soul, hereby ask you to descend ......"

The sky suddenly turned white, and thunder, which was twice as terrifying as before, sounded from the sky, and a blue-purple thick thunder line appeared in the position of the ridge of the city lord's mansion, the old woman, and the sky.

The thunderbolt appeared so fast that it was impossible to tell if it was coming from the sky or from the roof. The old woman's last sentence didn't have time to say anything, and the thunder submerged her entire body, and even the spiritual energy barrier that played a defensive role was penetrated.

The blue-purple thunder lasted for nearly ten seconds before disappearing, and the place where the old woman was was empty, and even the magic weapon was turned into ashes.

The Gathering Yin Array, which had lost its eyes, lost its effect, and the clouds in the sky were much thinner in an instant, and even the rain was lighter. The uncontrolled tide of corpses instantly fell to the ground, just like real dead corpses.

In the silence, with a bang, the Heavenly Painting Halberd in the Corpse King's hand fell to the ground, and the originally expressionless face actually showed a sad look, tilted his head, and walked towards the place where the old woman disappeared.

Zhou Xiaoyi's eyes flickered in the distance, rushed over to pick up Fang Tian's painting halberd, and violently stabbed Fang Tian's painting halberd into the corpse king's neck, and then sent it hard, using Fang Tian's painting halberd to shovel off the corpse king's entire head.

Rao is like this, the corpse king still raised his hand and grabbed the place where the old woman was in the air just now, and the head that fell off opened its mouth, as if shouting two words.

Zhou Xiaoyi was shocked when he saw that he couldn't hit him, and the next moment he was even more furious, he roared angrily and raised Fang Tian's halberd again, splitting the body of the headless corpse king into two from top to bottom, at this time, the entire corpse of the corpse king no longer moved.

The roof of the Lord's Mansion.

Seeing the corpse king's last move, Yin Fan, who was sitting on the lid of the coffin, couldn't help frowning.

Not long after the old woman left, he had already opened the coffin from the crack in his spiritual power, and used the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Seal as the key to secretly use the Xuantian Bagua Sword Array to communicate the power of thunder.

However, he also relied entirely on gambling, and the power of the heavenly thunder that communicated in this way must be to attack in a straight line between the sky and himself, and only when the old woman or the corpse king is at a point in this straight line can he attack.

Whether it can finally hit the old woman who is moving at high speed in the designated space is simply unknown.

I didn't expect the old woman to perform such a static sacrificial spell in the end.

Yin Fan heard all the last few words she shouted. It seems that killing more than 100,000 people in a city is a righteous act in the eyes of the old woman, and even in order to achieve her goal that is unknown to others, she finally used the price of her soul to carry out a magic sacrifice.

――What kind of organization is this mantra?

With such a question, Yin Fan shook his head helplessly as he stood up from the coffin. At this moment, Zhou Xiaoyi and tens of thousands of soldiers in the city focused their eyes on him.

There is no doubt that this disaster, which almost killed everyone, stepped forward at the last moment to solve the crisis.

It's him Yin Fan.