Standing in front of the blood throne carved with several inverted swords connected to the ground with red jade, Mu Bai slowly closed his eyes. When he opened it again, a shining red and golden light burst out from his pupils.

Golden, red, dark blue, colorless, and the most powerful flames of various colors were burning around Mubai. The momentum of his body began to rise rapidly, and colorless patterns spread throughout his body. His hair began to grow rapidly, turning into a noble and mysterious red gold.

That's right, from the beginning, Mu Bai planned to do his best.

When the momentum of his body climbed to the highest point, Mu Bai no longer hesitated and walked straight to the throne, stretched out his hand to touch the ancient armor robe in front of him.

The moment he touched, a huge force of curses and resentment poured into Mu Bai's body, impacting Mu Bai's soul and spiritual world at all times.

However, this level of power is far from enough to defeat Mu Bai, who has broken through the ninth level of spiritual realm and is still in a state of extreme sublimation.

The ancient armor robe seemed to have established some connection with Mu Bai at this time, floated up from the Blood Throne and automatically attached to Mu Bai. At the same time, more powerful energy, resentment, and curse power burst out.

The terrifying energy was stimulating, the surrounding space was twisted and torn apart, and the entire evil abyss was trembling. In the darkness, a terrifying undead king woke up.

"King, are you going to return finally? Then let the ancient capital become a sacrifice for the king to wake up, and a feast."

A charming voice returned to a different space somewhere in the Sha Yuan.

The kings of all directions awaken and joined the battlefield to win the fruits of victory for the king who would return soon.

...

The distortion of "I want blood!" and "Go to the blood sacrifice!" kept ringing in my mind, and the crazy voice kept disintegrating Mu Bai's tense will.

Mu Bai didn't care about this kind of invasion of evil thoughts at all. Is there anything more unbearable than soul tearing and experiencing death? The answer is no, there is no doubt that Mu Bai has an absolute advantage in the confrontation with the ancient king.

In addition to resisting the resentful spirit and the power of curses, Mu Bai also distributed most of his energy to control his body, trying to control the endless energy that surged from the armor robe to accept and control it.

As time goes by, the energy coming from the armor robe tends to decrease, and the power of curses and resentment surrounding him continues to weaken, and the connection between Mu Bai and the armor robe becomes stronger and stronger. Finally, when it comes to the last step, the armor robe blooms with the last brilliance.

The power of curse that was enough to devour everything, and the power of resentment exploded at the last moment, and Mu Bai's spirit was greatly impacted.

In a trance, a figure in a black dragon robe appeared in front of Mu Bai. He didn't say anything, just stood there, looking at Mu Bai indifferently.

But even so, Mu Bai felt a great pressure. The temperament of being the only one in the world is so domineering.

Is this the momentum of Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng, who unified the world? But, since I have reached this point, how could I retreat?

Mu Bai took a step forward and looked straight at Ying Zheng, and the eyes of the two collided fiercely.

After looking at each other for a moment, Ying Zheng spoke: "What do you want?"

"guard!"

After voicing two words lightly, Mu Bai held his hands in vain, and a flame sword burning with the fire flame gradually condensed in his hands. He raised the flame sword in his hand and swung it towards Ying Zheng in front of him.

"I promise it!"

Ying Zheng did not hide, but instead carried the sword that greeted Mu Bai. At the time of death, his face was filled with a look of liberation, and his desire for immortality had long disappeared from the curse and torture of a thousand years.

...

As night is approaching, heavy rain drifts, the more you look at the world, the more hazy it becomes.

A dozen kilometers outside Anyuan Gate, dark blue waves suddenly rolled up between the black earth and the low-pressure sky. White waves rolled in the sky, and the howling sounds that could be heard throughout the inner city.

Like a sea swelling between the sky and the earth, the surging and magnificence are enough to suffocate, comparable to a tsunami that swept across several kilometers of beaches!

In addition, the vast power of thunder and vast power of space... ravaged the battlefield and harvested a large number of undead lives.

After the hidden Phoenix tribe and the military resolved the Black Holy See, they entered the battlefield. The combat power of one side of the human side instantly increased, and even the high-end combat power once exceeded the undead king who had already appeared.

There are six top-ranking people, more than fifty super-level mages. This lineup can completely kill two kings, the giant corpse of the mountain peak and the master of the skeleton.

However, just when the human side was planning to implement the beheading plan, an accident happened. The Dead Lord of Eight Directions and more Dead Lords who recovered from Yusha Abyss joined the battlefield. The difference in combat power between the two was instantly flattened.

The existence of the mountain corpse standing on the top of the Supreme Monarch can hold two top people, and the Lord of the Sword Sha can fight against one top person. The other five directions of the Dead Kings are not at the level of the Supreme Monarch, but they are also at the level of the top monarch. The five are enough to hold the remaining three top people.

Lu Huan, Feng Mingyi fight against the corpse of the mountain, Wei Jinquan faces the lord of the Skeleton, Feng Tianhua, Han Ji, Chu Zhenxuan faces the Jiuyou Queen, Mojiao Ghost Lord, Ghost Commander, Agate Corpse Lord, Red Skeleton Demon Lord, and Ghost King.

There are indeed many super-level mages on one side of the human side, but there are also many monarchs on the undead side. Super-level mages fight against monarchs. Unless they have blessings similar to the praise of the divine seal, or powerful soul seeds or even the heavenly seeds, they basically need a team to fight against them.

The most important thing is that most of these super-level mages are Mu Bai's people, the ancient capital of the Undead Empire, and they are destined to be under Mu Bai's command in the future, so they did not take any action.

"Is it an illusion?"

After releasing the sea emperor, he whispered to repel the mountain corpse. Lu Huan murmured softly. He always felt that Feng Mingyi did not use his full strength, but the situation did not allow him to think more. The mountain corpse was much stronger than he thought.

"What the hell is that?"

Han Ji looked at the silver vortex that suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​undead with some concern. The undead who was swept into it soon disappeared, making people worry about who was conspiring. This was all scared by the actions of the Black Holy See.

Once again, on the battlefield of the ancient capital, the battle between the human side and the undead has been in a stalemate.

Until the silver vortex swept over again, this time, it was no longer an ordinary undead, but a corpse of a mountain.

The mountain corpse stepped on the void and pulled out the lower half of the body.

"Good opportunity!"
Chapter completed!