Falling straight down.

boom.

Terrifying impact.

It's terrifying to look at.

Jingtian showed a sneer.

"Hey... you want to hurt my sister, have you asked me yet..."

The magic sword lit up.

A wave of his hand was enough to cut him off.

boom.

The sword energy tore apart the sky.

It shook the sky to pieces.

And the fortress naturally shook violently.

This is the Fortress of the Undead, though.

The defense ability is very strong.

He actually resisted the attack.

However, Sedum's body disappeared.

Then above the fortress in the sky.

Countless sword bodies then appeared.

"Sword Controlling Technique·Ten Thousand Sword Techniques..."

Lots of sword bodies.

A violent fall.

Just a second.

The defense of the fortress was instantly shattered.

When the sword body penetrates the fortress building.

The undead inside screamed in agony.

Because of those sword energies.

Covered with tons of thunder.

In the world of cultivating immortals.

Thunder is a force of uprightness.

It is the condensation of the righteousness of heaven and earth.

Deal with these undead.

Nature is very simple.

One Thousand Swords Technique.

Destroy countless enemies directly.

How about a floating fortress?

In front of him, Jingtian, Guang just spent a little more strength.

Chapter 745 The emergence of the "Lich King", the Scourge Legion began to increase its numbers

In Icecrown Citadel.

Ner'zhul was imprisoned on the throne.

His master Kil'jaeden said that as long as he can do it well.

You will definitely get a brand new body.

In fact, he didn't want to surrender at first.

However...the opponent's strength is too strong.

His body was dismantled inch by inch while his soul was awake.

Faced with something so terrible.

Ner'zhul naturally chose to surrender.

Then, he was given a sword with powerful magic - Frostmourne.

But they have no idea.

This weapon comes from the Shadowlands.

It is the weapon of that monarch.

The purpose is to let the power of the dead be born in the human world, so as to control a slave.

Ner'zhul now.

There is no ability to control Frostmourne.

Naturally, I can't see what's going on in the Shadow Realm.

However, this time he was sure.

Since "983" Alsace cannot be controlled.

Then just change the target.

People from the tribe.

There are many people who desire power.

"Ner'zhul...your plans have failed time and time again...you haven't attracted that fallen prince yet...do you know what will happen?"

"My master... other mysterious forces intervened. This is not my fault... I was only one step away from returning to your arms.

Even, I think...the sunwell can be yours. "

"Hmph... Stupid guy, if you can't win Quel'Thalas this time, I will let you know what you regret..."

"..."

Got scolded.

Ner'zhul didn't know what to say.

He is a doormat.

Still imprisoned here.

It's useless to say anything.

However, this time he used a million troops to attack the highlands of the elves.

It should be no problem.

If it fails.

Thinking of this, Ner'zhul couldn't help but shudder.

He didn't know what to do.

Within the sphere of influence of the elves.

The battle became horrific.

The Scourge is not so easily destroyed.

If only it were that simple.

Nor will they be a presence that Azeroth can never eradicate.

After discovering that all major troops were destroyed.

Liches hiding in the dark.

Begin to cast evil sacrificial magic.

Prepare to summon more troops from Northrend.

Using the flesh and blood of the elves as energy.

The ground has been dyed red with blood.

The bound second ranger lady Sylvanas watched as her people were thrown to the ground one by one.

There was no blood on his face.

Because she knew that there was a high probability that she would also be killed.

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