Bright Era

The three hundred armored soldiers were so angry that the pale-faced Pu Yu glanced at the dozen or so armored soldiers who rushed in front of him, and slapped them with a punch. Although these armored men were extremely evil, and the cold aura that they emitted made him feel uncomfortable, but they did not exude any aura of strength.

In other words, these soldiers are like a group of coffin plates that have been frozen in the ice cave for tens of thousands of years. Although the yin and evil spirits are amazing, they don't have the slightest breath that a living body should have. Pu Yu can't see what they are. Kind of strength. saint? Saint? Holy Master? Or simply a demigod?

Pu Yu couldn't see through, so he only used 30% of his power with this punch, and the remaining 70% of his power was used to protect himself.

With a muffled sound, the soldier who rushed in the front was beaten upside down and flew out. A group of golden light flickered in his body, and he heard a bang. The golden light exploded and exploded the soldier into a dozen pieces. Pu Yu's expression relaxed, these weird guys didn't seem difficult to deal with!

But what surprised him soon happened. The armored soldier who exploded into more than a dozen pieces still rushed towards him, and the very thin bloodshots implicated the armored body, and quickly pulled his body together. . The armor on his body was squirming like flowing water, and soon recondensed into a complete set of armor, and the body of the armor soldier also recovered as before, and continued to kill him vigorously.

And after being killed once, the aura on the armored soldier became even more sinister and compelling.

Puyu, Weixin and others exclaimed in unison: "It really is a heresy!"

Ying Zheng laughed loudly: "Here? What is a heresy? Today, I will let you see the power of the Undead Legion!"

The Yin Master smiled faintly, he gently fanned the goose feather fan, every time his fan was fanned, there was a wisp of cool breeze slowly blowing out, and gradually a long and biting cold wind blew out in all directions, and the white and misty cold wind howled As it blew across the earth, countless small whirlwinds were rolled up.

These armored men were looming in the whirlwind, but their heavy bodies were as light as ghost shadows, and they pounced on from all directions with an extremely evil spirit. Puyu, Weixin and the others sullenly knocked these soldiers into the air and smashed them again and again, but no matter how hard they tried, even if they were blown to ashes, it would take just a few breaths to recover. .

Lin Qi's heart twitched violently. He glanced at the three ancestors of Lin Shan, Lin Luan, and Lin Feng, and found that they were also frowning tightly, as if they were thinking of a way to deal with the three hundred undead army. This kind of enemy that can't be killed, driven away, and stalked is really a headache to the extreme.

The abrupt Master Yin gave a long scream, and the soldiers shouted in unison, clenching their fists with both hands and waving forward. A dazzling gray light spurted from their palms, and the flames burst out like fire and waterfalls. Three hundred paths of gray light with a bowl of 100 meters long were cut down like a long sword and turned into a single piece. The big net exuding evil spirits enveloped Pu Yu and others.

No one thought that these undead army had such a weird means of attack, Pu Yu and the others were smashed in front of them, and the bright gray light split their bodies, leaving deep bone scars on them. Pu Yu and others are all cultivating the secret technique of the Ming Tuo Peak line of the Tianmiao. Their blood is crystal clear, like molten jade, emitting a faint fluorescence in the sun.

With a trace of lifeless fragrance of blood scattered, the wounds on Pu Yu and others' bodies were deeply visible, but they did not look serious. But these wounds are attached with extremely corrosive evil energy. These energy continue to swallow the blood of Pu Yu and others, just like pouring a bottle of concentrated hydrochloric acid on an ordinary person’s wound. The pain will definitely It makes people faint with pain.

Pu Yu hissed in pain, and he screamed: "Your Majesty, my Tianmiao has no intention of opposing your Majesty!"

Ying Zheng put his hands on his back, and he sneered: "Puyu is bald, now it is you who marry the women of your family, including your mother, to me, and you cannot change the relationship between the temple and my mortal enemy. It is you who want to kill me. It was you who gathered people to kill me, and it was your intention to control the Blood Qin Empire that I established! How could I let you go?"

"Kill, kill them all!" Ying Zheng glanced at Anmin City, which had become a huge lake, and snorted coldly.

The Yin Master smiled softly. He shook the goose feather fan continuously, and the white cloudy wind swept all over. If you look down from the sky, you can see that each white cloudy wind grows for dozens of miles, and countless long winds are twisted. Together, they formed an extremely complex magic array with a radius of nearly a hundred miles. With the sway of the Yin Master's goose feather fan, Yin Feng continued to roll up the chilling suffocation from the ground, continuously injecting into the body of the undead army.

The undead army finally rushed to Wei Li's body, and the seven undead army entangled his body, and the heavy fists hit Wei Li's whole body like raindrops. Just hitting three or five punches, there was a stern sound of wind whirling. The arms of these seven undead soldiers turned into rapidly rotating drill bits, bringing a series of dark wind shadows to the point of Wei Li.

The most shameless undead army. One of his arms pierced Wei Li’s lower body, and the other pierced Wei Li’s backyard. Wei Li was busy getting rid of the entanglement of the seven undead army, but these undead army were extremely powerful. He was big, his body was full of resilience, and it felt like seven big pythons were entangled in his body, and he couldn't get rid of these prisoners for a while.

Twelve rapidly rotating drills pierced Wei Li's body, and Wei Li's lower body and rear court were simultaneously injured. He let out a weird and stern howl, and a large amount of blood spurted from the front and back of his body. His body shook suddenly, a golden light spurted out, and the seven undead army exploded into countless fragments at the same time. But they just flew less than a hundred meters away when a yin wind blew, and countless bloodshots spewed out of the fragments of the undead army to collude with each other, and in the blink of an eye they pieced together seven complete undead army.

The injured Wei Li roared: "Shameless you!"

Master Yin smiled lightly: "Shameless? Can this thing be used as a meal?"

A word blocked Wei Li almost vomiting blood, the undead army's breastplate suddenly opened, their chests sprayed out countless extremely thin gray-white mist, evil murderous aura condensed into thumb-thin arrows, swept away like a storm. Pu Yu and the others were unable to guard against intensive attacks from all directions. They could only flicker with golden light all over, and they took the attack abruptly.

These evil and murderous auras seem to have great restraint on the techniques of the Tianmiao. Each small arrow bursts open, and immediately turns into a sticky yin qi that attaches to Pu Yu and the others, and embodies them. The golden light is corroded mottled. In just a few moments, Pu Yu and the others' protective golden light was weakened by at least 80%, and they were frightened to chant mantras, which strengthened the protective golden light again.

Prestige said with a gloomy face: "These things are too difficult, let's go, it is impossible to kill Yingzheng today."

Pu Yu took a deep look at Ying Zheng, and he said coldly: "Your Majesty, I also hope that your Majesty can keep his promises when the Japanese seat and your Majesty sign an agreement..."

Pu Yu couldn't finish his words, because Lin Feng suddenly rushed forward. He was holding a weird nine-hole Feilian big guillotine, and brought a vicious wind to slash Pu Yu, who focused all his attention on Ying Zheng. Split in half from the middle. Lin Feng immediately retreated with a single blow, avoiding prestige and the others, and punched out three punches and five palms.

Lin Feng coldly snorted: "The most annoying you guys in the temple are bald. You have done a lot of murder and arson, and I have also returned his mother's mouthful of benevolence and morality! Keep your promises? The covenant you have signed? When you came to kill, what happened? Didn't expect these things?"

The prestige snarled frantically: "You... Old Piff, the deity and you are immortal!"

Lin Shan, Lin Luan, and Lin Feng clenched their weapons at the same time, and they shouted in unison: "Then, you should die!"

Many other demigods in the Lin family pulled out their weapons at the same time, including Lin Yu, with all kinds of brilliance and brilliance, and the eyes of Ying Zheng on the side stared out-these guys' equipment is also too luxurious, all demi-artifacts. ! And the worst is the mid-level semi-artifact, which makes Yingzheng, who is a big family, drooling!

More than a dozen winds suddenly engulfed the thirty undead soldiers. They approached Weede by the wind, hugged him with various hands, and dragged him out dozens of meters away. Lin Shan shouted, and the mobs of the Lin family waved their weapons together, slamming a blow with all their strength.

Dozens of powers with the same origin and attributes gathered into a turbid torrent, slashing heavily on Weide.

Weide let out a helpless sigh, closed his eyes and turned to nothing in the torrent. The combined force of the dozens of demigods blasted out a hundred miles away, instantly turning a mountain a few thousand meters away. evaporation.

Lin Shan and the others rushed up with their weapons, and attacked the prestige and others without saying a word.

The Three Hundred Undead Army entangled the Prestige four like cowhide sugar, while Lin Shan and others were recruiting terribly. The strength of Prestige and others was amazing. Under such a shameless group attack, they only resisted a few. The time of breathing was chopped into pieces by Lin Shan and others.

Smashing his prestigious head to pieces, Lin Luan murmured cursingly: "How powerful assassins I thought there were? It's not addictive at all. These guys' fighting consciousness is too bad, too bad, they are even better than Not the one we killed back then..."

Lin Shan gave Lin Luan a cold glance, and Lin Luan suddenly closed his mouth.

Ying Zheng glanced at Master Yin, and a moonlight gradually rose above his head, placing Master Yin and the Three Hundred Undead Army uniforms inside.

Lin Qi looked at the bright moon, his heart beating violently, he had the urge to let Lin Shan and others take action to kill Ying Zheng and help himself **** the immortal moon wheel. But the sweet-scented osmanthus tree quickly sent a warning, and forcibly dispelled Lin Qi's impulse-until Lin Qi had enough power to protect himself and keep the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, any impulse and risk would be harmful and useless.

All the attacking demigods were beheaded, and Anmin City was completely destroyed. Everyone looked at the shattered scene around them, and there was no word for a long while. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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