Rage of Rebirth

Inside the Red Mist Temple.

The number of red murlocs that attack and kill creatures of all races is fully fifty thousand. They are immortal creatures, and anyone bitten by them will definitely die.

There were tens of thousands of creatures of various races rushing in through the eight gates of the temple, but only less than 30,000 were killed by these red murlocs.

Those who are not at the spirit level or above will definitely die if they are targeted. Even the third-level demon level powerhouses that Lu Yang was afraid of when he saw them before are vulnerable to these murlocs.

"The fish man is coming, run quickly."

"I thought the battle inside the temple would be easier. Damn the fishmen. I would rather die fighting outside than die cowardly in their hands."

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Countless creatures of all races rushed in. Some were unable to bear it and decided to escape from the temple, while others wanted to hide unwillingly. However, there was water everywhere in the temple, so where could they hide?

A group of third-level orcs were blocked in a room by hundreds of murlocs. Faced with the umbrella-shaped surroundings of these murlocs, one of the third-level orcs couldn't bear the anger in his heart and swung two warhammers in his hand with great accuracy.

It hit a murloc.

"Buzz~!"

A strange sound came, and the fishman's body was smashed into pieces and melted into the red blood. But just as the orc showed a proud expression, the crushed fishman grew out of the red blood again.

"How could this happen?" The third-level orc showed an expression of disbelief.

"How about using flames? Burn them to death?" A third-level orc next to him said excitedly.

"It's useless. I tested it. No matter it's fire, frost, thunder, cold wind or earth spells, they have no effect on them. Let's all run for our lives in a while." An older third-level strongman in the orc tribe

The reporter said.

All the orcs showed pessimistic expressions. There were only a few hundred of them in total, and there were 500 murlocs in the water. They couldn't escape at all.

The fish people are still approaching.

10 m

9 meters

8 meters

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Just when these fishmen were only 2 meters away from the third-order orcs and were about to launch an attack, suddenly, the bodies of these fishmen became stiff. The next second, the fishmen turned around and swam outside, heading straight to the southwest of the temple.

passed.

Not only these five hundred murlocs, but murlocs from various rooms along the way swam out to join the team, gradually forming an army of more than 10,000 murlocs.

The strong men of all races in the temple who were lucky enough to survive all looked confused and looked toward the southwest of the temple. Unfortunately, no one dared to follow them to see what happened there.

The other side.

In the southwest corner of the temple, Lu Yang was hiding in the water, peeking at the battle in the room. Three hundred spirit-level warriors surrounded and killed a multi-armed clan lord. At this time, one hundred spirit-level warriors were seriously injured.

, but similarly, the multi-armed lord also paid the price of two arms.

Three lord-level powerhouses besieged a ghost king. One was seriously injured, one was slightly injured, and the third one was not injured but was still struggling to hold on.

"Even a mere lord wants to kill a king." Ghost King Fei released green mist from his body in mid-air, wrapping his body. No one knew what his condition was like. He could only hear his voice and see

The light from his eyes.

"Stop bragging. I know you are seriously injured. If the fight continues, you will definitely be unable to hold on." The leader of the dragon beast clan said mockingly. He was the one who struggled to support himself. With his body, he was no less than Lu.

Yang's demigod armor blocked most of the Ghost King's physical attacks.

"That's right, how long can you hold on? We are all a god-like race. Do you really think we are so easy to kill? Now we are three against one. You are a waste who has just been promoted to the king level and does not have the king-level killing spell. How can you do it?

They should all be used up." The lord of the Shenxu clan said sarcastically, he was hurt by love.

"If you want me to die, the worst I can do is support you." The Ghostface Lord coughed up a mouthful of blood. He was the most seriously injured.

"Then give it a try." The Ghost King's voice was filled with anger, and the green mist surrounding his body suddenly became thicker.

The three lords quickly made a defensive posture, but just when they thought the Ghost King was about to release his ultimate move, suddenly, the Ghost King's body drifted sideways to the side of the multi-armed clan lord, facing more than three hundred spirit-level powerful men.

Or, he suddenly let out a scream and his body spun wildly.

"Necrotic Black Light"

With the Ghost King as the center, countless green light balls with the light of skulls shot towards these more than 300 spirit-level powerhouses.

"What's happening, run quickly, don't block, you can't stop this move." The Ghostface Lord covered his chest and yelled crazily.

More than three hundred spirit-level experts did not react. They had already raised their weapons to block, but in the next second, these green skull-headed light balls passed through their weapons and armor and hit their souls.

"Ouch~!"

The souls of more than three hundred spirit-level experts flew out of their bodies in an instant, and their bodies fell into the red blood pool as if they had lost their strength. As the water entered their bodies, they turned into flying ashes and disappeared.

The red mist with huge energy floated into the air, and the Ghost King greedily absorbed the mist. Just as the dragon orc lord said just now, the Ghost King was at the end of its crossbow.

He was a newly promoted king-level powerhouse. He only had a higher level and possessed a soul, but this did not mean that he had learned the king-level spells.

In the absence of Lu Yang's personal teachings from the Blazing Demon God, even a king-level expert from a god-like race would need years and months to learn a king-level spell. Therefore, he just talked to the three lords

The spells used in battle are still the spells learned at the lord level.

This resulted in him not having an advantage in all aspects of the battle except for the dominance of magic power in his body. Not to mention that he seriously injured the Jiralian Lord, lightly injured the Godbeard Tribe, and he himself was hammered into pieces by the Dragon Orc Lord.

Seriously injured.

If the fight continued, he might be the first to be unable to hold on. Therefore, in order to save his life, he had to abandon glory and choose the method of sneak attacks, kill these spiritual-level powerhouses, and use the red mist generated by their deaths to enhance his own strength.

strength.

"Despicable bastards." The dragon orc lords, the ghost-faced lords and the lords of the Godbeard tribe all yelled. These spirit-level powerful men were from their race. How could they be absorbed by the Ghost King and the multi-armed lords? They rushed over one after another.

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When the multi-armed lord saw this scene, he turned around and ran away. He lost three arms and was seriously injured, unable to block the attacks of the three lords.

But how could the Ghost King let the multi-armed lord run away? He pushed hard and blocked the multi-armed lord in place for one second.

In this second, the lord of the dragon beast tribe rushed in front of the lord of the multi-armed tribe. In a rage, he smashed his hammers at the head of the multi-armed tribe lord.

The multi-armed lord quickly raised his two arms and used his two swords to block the attack of the double hammers. But before he could use the long knife in his third hand to pierce the eyes of the dragon orc clan lord, the lord of the divine beard clan rushed over.

A golden light in his hand went straight to the belly of the multi-armed lord, and the multi-armed lord quickly raised his third hand to block.

"Die~!" The Ghostface Lord appeared, with two daggers appearing in his hands, accurately piercing the multi-armed clan lord's heart and one arm.

The Godbeard clan lord's attack spell lost its resistance, and the golden light was easily sent into the multi-armed clan lord's body.

"Pfft~!" The multi-armed clan lord spat out a mouthful of green blood. He glanced at the three of them, then turned to stare at the ghost king who was still sucking hard, and growled: "If I die, you can't even think about it.

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"Boom~!"

A strange green aura emitted from the body of the multi-armed lord, hitting everyone present. In an instant, everyone felt severe pain in their bodies, and their vitality continued to flow away.

"Damn it, this is the innate poison of the multi-armed tribe." The ghost-faced man said angrily.

"Kill the Ghost King together, otherwise we will not be able to withstand the poison as long as he can." The dragon orc lord roared.

One characteristic of the multi-armed clan's poison is that it cannot kill people, but it will reduce people's vitality to the lowest level in a short period of time, almost to the point of dying. At this time, a casual knife can kill them.

But as long as it is withstood, the vitality in the body will slowly recover, without any changes from before the poisoning, and this poison will not harm the magic power in the body, so the three lords and the Ghost King can still fight normally.

The Ghost King was also confused at this time. He did not expect the multi-armed lord to be so useless. He thought that the multi-armed lord could hold on for more than ten seconds so that he could kill all the mist generated by more than 300 spiritual-level powerhouses.

After absorbing and recovering his body, he could only gather the mist into a ball and hide it behind his back, and actively attacked the three lords.

"Just die." The fog around the Ghost King glowed green, and several dark green lasers shot straight at the three lords.

After the Lord of the Dragon Beast Clan, the Lord of the Ghost Faced Man and the Lord of the Divine Beard Clan evaded each other, they rushed towards the Ghost King, and the four strong men fought again.

But this time the battle photos were much worse than before. At the same time, thousands of fishmen arrived, and they swam from the bottom of the water to the door where Lu Yang was.

"Go in and kill them." Lu Yang gave the order.

Thousands of fishmen emerged from the water, rushed into the room with scarlet eyes, and rushed towards the four strong men.

Lu Yang didn't even show his head. He could only hear green, golden, red and black lights emerging from the room. Every time the light lit up, he and the Blazing Demon God could feel that countless fishmen were being killed.

They fell into the pond water, but in the same way, the next second, these fishmen grew out of the pond water again.

"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in~!"

"Why are there so many fishmen? Who did it?"

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After the heart-rending horn sounds, three clouds of mist rose, and at the same time, a group of dark green light broke through the obstruction of the fish and went straight to the door.

"Die." Lu Yang hit the center of the dark green light accurately with his hammers. Immediately, an energy ball formed by mist flew out and was controlled by Lu Yang's magic.

The dark green light fell into the pool and quickly flew out, floating in mid-air to reveal his true form. It was the Ghost King!

It's just that the Ghost King looked particularly miserable at this time. Half of his body was broken by Lu Yang, and the armor on his body was long gone, leaving only a weak soul.

"It's you?!" The Ghost King's voice was filled with shock and anger. He stared at Lu Yang angrily and said, "I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to be hiding here to ambush us."

Lu Yang raised his head and looked at the Ghost King with a smile, and said, "That's very correct."

"Do you really think you can kill me?" The Ghost King laughed wildly and said, "Since I know you are the one behind this, then if I kill you, everything will be over. Let's feel the pain of death."

A scroll floated in front of the Ghost King. The Blazing Demon God was surprised when he saw the scroll and said: "Boy, quickly cast a spell to kill him. This is a rubbing scroll of a king-level spell. As long as the strength reaches the king-level, you can use it."

The soul in the body activates the rubbing scroll to release the spell."

Lu Yang smiled and said: "No wonder he was able to kill those three lords and trap them in the end. It turned out that he used this trick."

"You know it's too late." The Ghost King chanted a spell, and a huge black skull gradually formed, but at this moment.

"Fire Soul Slash~!"

A crimson figure emerged from Lu Yang's body. This figure was almost exactly the same as Lu Yang, but it was as fast as lightning. It passed through the Ghost King's body in an instant. The next second, the skull formed in front of the Ghost King disappeared.

He showed his surprised face.

"You, you are actually a king, and you have learned the king's spells. This, this is impossible, this is impossible..." The ghost king's body collapsed, and countless dark green fragments fell into the red mist blood pool.

"Buzz~!"

The red mist blood pool trembled, and another red mist bead formed. At the same time, a large amount of steaming mist rose. Lu Yang released energy with one hand, gathering the mist into an energy ball and calling it to his side. Then, he flew into the room.

Inside, the mist formed after the death of the three dragon orc lords was condensed into energy balls. Finally, the five balls merged into one large pure ball.

Lu Yang controlled the thousands of murlocs to block the door. He sat cross-legged on a stone and began to absorb the pure energy in the big ball.