On the ground, countless skeletons broke through the ground and staggered from all directions, and many of the corpses that had fallen to the ground suddenly stood up.

In just a few breaths, the surrounding skeletons and decaying corpses were already densely packed, hundreds or thousands, like a tide, making people's scalps explode.

Looking at this amazing scene, Zhao Yuan was dumbfounded.

Not only Zhao Yuan was dumbfounded, but the two twin Taoist priests and the Death God disciple Rom also had a shocked look, obviously, they didn't expect the King of Ten Thousand Corpses to be so powerful.

Of course, surprise is not fear.

In the face of these ordinary skeletons and rotting corpses, the black-hearted Taoist priest and Rohm did not pay attention to it, after all, although these corpses looked terrifying, most of them were rotten, and some were scattered all over the ground while walking in the grass, and it was really impossible to see how much combat power there was.

"You want to kill me with these low-level creatures?" Rohm's haughty gaze showed a hint of disdain.

"Whew......"

The King of Ten Thousand Corpses ignored Roma, a pair of sunken eyes boiling with black flames, mixed with lightning-like brilliance.

"Whew!"

In the roar of the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, large balls of corpse gas erupted from his huge mouth, and the wind could not disperse, hovering in the air, sweeping past groups of walking corpses.

An even more bizarre scene appeared.

Those skeletons that were originally sluggish, after being swept away by the corpse qi, immediately, their movements became agile, and their rotten bodies seemed to be suddenly infused with a strange force, not only became steel and iron bones, but the skeleton that was originally about to collapse at the touch also became shiny.

The most shocking thing is that the walking dead seem to have suddenly gained consciousness, and actually bend down to pick up the rocks and sticks on the ground as weapons.

A boiling murderous aura spread across the wasteland.

Thousands of walking corpses poured into Roma like a tidal wave, silently and filled with a suffocating horror.

Röm seemed to feel the strength of the walking dead, and his face became solemn.

No one is more familiar with the dead than Roma, because he is a disciple of the god of death.

This bare-headed guy exudes corpse qi that is different from ordinary corpse qi, not only can give corpses strength, but also can make them have a simple sense of battle.

King of Ten Thousand Corpses!

Could it be that he is really the King of Ten Thousand Corpses?

Facing the tide of walking dead, Röm did not hesitate any longer, and the pitch-black scythe in his hand drew a suffocating line in the air, and the end of the line was the king of ten thousand corpses.

"Kill!"

The King of Ten Thousand Corpses seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and his mouth suddenly opened wide, and he let out a huge roar.

At the same time, those walking corpses who were still a little sluggish suddenly became excited, and frantically pounced towards Rohm, the movements were so fast that even Zhao Yuan, who was known for his speed, was a little shocked, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that the skeleton that had just woken up from the ground would have such an amazing speed......

Zhao Yuan really wanted to see the combat power of those walking dead and skeletons, and when he saw Rom rushing over like lightning, the Ice and Fire Demon Knife in his hand suddenly shook a ball of knife flowers, and the sword flowers formed a steel-like Great Wall, blocking the pitch-black scythe that Rom hit with one blow, buying a little time for the King of Ten Thousand Corpses.

Disheveled!

The pitch-black and sharp Death Scythe collided with the heavy and huge Ice and Fire Demon Knife in the air, stirring up a violent air current, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains, and the wind and clouds surging.

Zhao Yuan and Rohm retreated at the same time.

Evenly matched, evenly matched!

Zhao Yuan and Roma were both shocked, obviously, neither side expected that the other party's body would be so strong.

The two black-hearted Taoist priests who were watching couldn't help but glance at each other, their faces showed a look of horror, the strength of Zhao Yuan and Rom was far beyond the scope of their thinking, especially Zhao Yuan, you must know that when Zhao Yuan saw them a few days ago, he immediately ran away, and he didn't have a master's demeanor at all.

"Kill!"

Zhao Yuan blocked this, and the surrounding rotting corpses and skeletons had already rushed over from all directions.

In the face of the walking dead pouring in like a tide, Rom could no longer concentrate on fighting Zhao Yuan, because the target of those skeletons was very clear - it was him.

Hundreds of walking corpses, littered with rocks and sticks, the slightest hesitation, they were immediately killed on the spot, without the slightest fluke.

What is the most will-testing battle?

Of course, it is the fight on the battlefield, the fearlessness of the sword jungle in the face of thousands of troops and horses.

These awakened walking corpses, full of boundless tyranny, are themselves a murderous army, one man and one sword, in the face of this murderous army to fight, fighting alone, it is indeed a time to test courage, wisdom, strength, and luck.

It's not the first time Rom has killed someone, but it's the first time to kill this lifeless walking corpse, and he was a little uncomfortable at first, but when a skeleton's skeletal claws slashed across his neck and almost cut off half of his face, his discomfort disappeared completely, and all that remained was to take out the knife, stab the vital point, dodge, and take people's lives with sharp swordsmanship.

One by one, the lives disappeared under the scythe of death, and when every walking dead was stabbed to death by Rohm, Roma's spirit became more acute and felt the breath of the revenant.

Rom himself is a disciple of the Grim Reaper, and he is the most sensitive to the breath of death, and he is even able to turn the soul of the dead into his own strength.

Röm seems to have become a real god of death, with a pitch-black scythe in his hand, constantly reaping his life.

However, the combat power of the walking dead is far beyond Roma's imagination, they shoot like locusts from all directions, forming waves of corpses, charging fearlessly to death.

Any powerful master is afraid of being surrounded by a large army, and it is difficult to display any martial arts in the midst of thousands of troops. Guns and knives have no eyes.

In the rebellion of the Crusaders in Zhenshuiguan, the invincible Roma died under the sword and was cut into meat sauce......

Although Rom has a long physical strength and his body is much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, he has also encountered dangers, if it weren't for the death scythe in his hand that sharpens iron like clay, and the mana on it has a sharp aura, it will break when it touches rotting corpses and skeletons, he would have been killed countless times.

Rao was like this, and Rom's hands and neck were also full of stones and claw wounds, but in a moment, they were already scarred.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to defeat four hands, and heroes are difficult to stop many people, not to mention that Rom is facing a tide of corpses that are not afraid of death, but it is not the time for half a pillar of incense, and Roma's movements are already a little hurried, and at this time, a steady stream of corpses is still surging, dense, as if covering the entire earth......

"Well done!" Zhao Yuan couldn't imagine that after these seemingly ordinary corpses were manipulated by the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, their combat power was actually so strong, and their speed even surpassed that of the Demon Core Continent Corpse Demon.

"Humph!"

The King of Ten Thousand Corpses ignored Zhao Yuan, staring at Rom who was killing corpses with a pair of deep-set eyes, and angry flames erupted from his eyes.

In the mind of the King of Corpses, those corpses were not lifeless, but his subordinates, and now, when he saw that it was only half a pillar of incense, there were hundreds of corpses dead under Rom's pitch-black scythe, and the wreckage on the ground was piled up, and his mood was terrible.

The angry King of Ten Thousand Corpses opened his ten fingers, and his pitch-black nails like sharp swords actually emitted black mist, which gathered and then turned into lines and shot into the walking dead who followed one after another.

From beginning to end, Zhao Yuan observed the movements of the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, and he found that the King of Ten Thousand Corpses seemed to have a set of methods for controlling corpses.

Under Zhao Yuan's gaze, the converging black lines disappeared into the group of corpses, and were sucked into the nostrils by several skeletons whose bodies remained intact......

Boom!

Just when Röm was slightly distracted, suddenly a skeletal claw, a ghost-like ghost appeared in his eyes, like a ghost suddenly crawling out of the netherworld, like a dazzling light, descending from the sky, unstoppable.

Buzz buzz buzz

Röm felt the hairs on his neck, all of which stood on end, and watched as the pitch-black skeletal claws slashed at his neck, but his fingers didn't have time to react.

The force of this grasp was strong, and the strong wind was blowing in the face, and it was obvious that the corpses of this sneak attack were by no means the walking dead that started at the beginning.

"I'm fighting with you!"

Rom was also surrounded by crowds last time, this time chasing Zhao Yuan fell into the sand array, but was surrounded and killed by thousands of walking corpses, and was stimulated by ferocity, and suddenly roared, urging the strong body, and grabbed the skull claw......