"The undead army is sworn to guard the resting place of my king to the death. Anyone who intrudes will die!"
The eyes of the "resurrected" spearman flashed with a strange dark red light, and he made a mechanical sound without any emotion.
This voice actually penetrated people's hearts, carrying a terrifying aura that made people's hearts palpitate.
Luo Badao was startled and did not dare to be careless. He quickly opened his arms and retreated with a floating figure.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the pikeman held the gun shaft in his left hand and slammed it on the ground.
Immediately, a wave of air swept away from where the tail of the gun touched the ground.
Immediately afterwards.
With this pikeman as the center, the eyes of other soldiers of the undead legion flashed red one after another, and the sound of "click, click, click" continued to sound, and soon they became densely connected.
Within a few breaths, all the undead legionnaires in this hall woke up!
Those pairs of strange scarlet eyes, filled with a murderous aura, were so densely packed in the hall that it made one's scalp tingle.
If someone with trypophobia saw this scene, they would probably die on the spot.
"The resting place of my king, anyone who intrudes will die!"
Countless soldiers roared in unison.
This sound like the roar of thunder rang out in the hall, making people's eardrums hurt.
Sound waves visible to the naked eye continue to sweep across.
"Luo Badao! What a good thing you did!"
"Stop talking nonsense, they... they seem to be coming!"
Luo Badao's trembling voice just fell.
"Whoosh!"
A burst of wind sounded, and the pikemen in the front row all moved forward with their guns drawn. Then, they marched in unison and charged towards the crowd.
"Tap tap tap tap tap..."
This heavy, rhythmic, and unusually neat footsteps were like drum beats, shocking everyone's hearts.
The ground began to tremble.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The second row of sword and shield soldiers held the sword in their right hand, struck the shield in their left hand three times, and then charged out fiercely.
The cavalry rushed out from the left and right sides respectively, and flanked them from both wings.
At the same time, countless pitch-black iron arrows came in densely with sharp sound of breaking the wind, forming an almost airtight rain of arrows!
The mage also began to chant spells, and all of a sudden fireballs, ice arrows, wind blades, lightning and other magic attacks began to gather together.
"Luo Ba Dao! Not only are you mean, you are also a crow's mouth!"
Someone collapsed and yelled.
Some people retreated in panic and fled backwards, only to find in despair that there was no exit from the palace at all!
They were teleported here through the ancient altar, and they didn't find a way out or teleportation altar.
"Don't panic, everyone! They are just a group of machine puppets. Let's work together to destroy them!" Ling Chongxiao stood in the sky, holding a golden sword, like a peerless swordsman, and shouted loudly, "One sword can separate the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in Ling Chongxiao's hand suddenly shone with dazzling golden light, and he swung out a golden sword aura.
"Bang!"
The sword energy roared out, slashing hard at the undead army camp from top to bottom.
As soon as the sword came out, dozens of spearmen and sword and shield soldiers were instantly reduced to pieces.
But there were too many stone slabs for the undead army, and the vacuum area cut out by Ling Chongxiao's sword was filled again in the blink of an eye.
Ling Chongxiao frowned.
Not only was it because there were too many soldiers, but he also found that the power of his sword was only 10%!
There seems to be a mysterious restriction here. If you don't take action, it won't have any impact, but if you do, you will find that your strength is severely limited.
However, Ling Chongxiao's words still had some effect, and everyone's morale was mobilized.
"Fuck it guys!"
"We can't retreat anyway, so we can only fight for a chance of survival by working hard."
"These puppets have nothing to be afraid of, come on!"
The crowd became furious and began to fight back.
For a time, everyone showed their magical powers and tried their best to resist the impact of the undead army.
The first thing to deal with is the rain of dark arrows pouring down.
"Yutian!"
Ling Chongxiao roared angrily, spread the five fingers of his left hand and raised it upward.
A golden light shot out from the palm of his hand, instantly reaching an altitude of eight or nine meters, and then dispersed in the air, forming a hemispherical light golden transparent mask, protecting Lingxiao Pavilion, Taixuan Sect and their respective allies.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"
All the pitch-black arrows were blocked by the pale golden light shield, and they all flew away.
Youxuan gathered his hands in front of his chest, made a strange hand seal, and muttered something in his mouth. Soon, black smoke like ink rolled out of his body, covering all the people in Nether Palace and others.
The arrow shot into the black mist and was strangely melted!
Jian Fenghan held the sword in his right hand and quickly danced it, forming an airtight sword net above his head, cutting off all the arrows in this area.
The four top sects and their allies all easily solved the arrow rain crisis, but those casual cultivators were not so lucky. Their strength varied. Some of them were strong, but they could barely protect themselves, but those who
The weak ones, faced with this numbing rain of arrows, could only make a sound of despair, and then be shot into hedgehogs.
After the rain of arrows, there was the charge of spearmen, sword and shield soldiers and giant beast cavalry!
This is a more terrifying crisis.
"Kill! Crush all invading enemies!"
A roar came.
The phalanx of pikemen was like a ruthless meat grinder, rushing over with incomparable ferocity.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
The sound of the gun tip penetrating into flesh could be heard loudly.
The moment the two sides clashed, seven or eight casual cultivators were riddled with wounds from spears.
Blood kept flying.
"Crush them!"
The behemoths suddenly arrived, and as their iron hooves trampled, circles of air waves continued to spread, and the ground was trampled by them until cracks like spider webs appeared.
“Bang bang bang bang bang!”
Several people were directly pushed away by the giant beast. Before they could land, they were pierced by a spear from the cavalry on the giant beast.
Following closely behind were sword and shield soldiers with both offensive and defensive capabilities, their blades flashing and extremely fierce.
Not long after the war started, the human battle losses were close to 20.
After all, there are too many undead legions, and under a group charge, the lethality that can be unleashed is even more terrifying.
However, the casualties were basically those in the late stages of creation, who were the weakest and could not withstand this frenzied attack.
"Everyone, if we don't use our full strength, we may all be left here!" Xuan Qingwu held a green thin sword, and his cold voice reached everyone's ears.
After saying that, Xuan Qingwu flipped her wrist, and a purple bell appeared in her hand.
Xuan Qingwu held the bell in her right hand and shook it gently.
"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"
A crisp voice sounded.
Waves of blue energy fluctuations visible to the naked eye emitted.
At the same time, the Taixuan Sect disciples, the Lingxiao Pavilion disciples, and the allies of the two sects beside Xuan Qingwu trembled at the same time, and a flash of green light flashed in their eyes. Then, they found that they seemed to be full of power.
They had a strong and unhappy thought that would not be vented, and they roared and attacked the undead army.
The attack strength has been nearly doubled!
"Belongs to Lingxiao Pavilion, Huanghuang swordsmanship, kills demons and demons!"
Ling Chongxiao took advantage of the blessing and roared loudly.
"Brilliant swordsmanship, slaying demons!"
The other three Lingxiao Pavilion disciples also raised their swords and shouted.
At the same time as the sound sounded, the swords in their hands burst out with dazzling light, and then they slashed down at the same time.
"Bang!"
Hundreds of nearby undead legionnaires turned into powder!