Zhao Fan, holding the emperor's name in his hand, was like a ghost jumping on the tip of a knife, wandering and hunting.

The number of undead souls is constantly decreasing.

The undead Dao Lords who are more than 19,000 and four steps below are trying to gather fire. If they are really integrated into their offensive, their huge base can also pose a threat no less than that of a legendary power.

After everyone saw this, they all made space and launched long-distance attacks in that direction from time to time.

One blow destroyed a large area.

After a few moves, it no longer formed a large scale. It was scattered here and there. For Zhao Fan, who was the closest, the offensive was just like a joke. Before it could reach him, it was dispersed by the aura fluctuations of the undead.

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Except for the third quarter, the situation on the other two battlefields is very good.

The Lord of Feng Wu Territory and the Tomb Breaker King repeated the same method four times, and finally successfully eliminated the White Flame King before the Tomb Breaker King's innate secret technique ended.

And Zhao Fan also killed all the heaven-defying undead, and easily harvested the undead Tao Lords who were four steps or below.

He, Feng Wu Territory Lord, and Tomb Breaker King rushed to the third lord to provide support.

final.

The unidentified undead power struggled and fell to the ground and was beheaded.

"call……"

Everyone gasped heavily.

Although this battle did not last long, the consumption was huge. The whole process was full of firepower, and there was no idle moment.

"The White Flame King and the unknown power are really at odds with each other."

The Tomb Breaker King smiled bitterly and said: "I even used my housekeeping skills and cooperated with Brother Feng Wu to barely win one White Flame King. The other one was even more outrageous. If I were to face five of us casually,

I'm afraid he won't be at a disadvantage."

Bingxuehou, Wuxihou, and Feimenghou were all injured in order to hold them back. If it weren't for the blessing of the battle formation, they would definitely be seriously injured and the level of damage would be basically the same.

The more this happened, the more they felt the importance of Lord Gua Luo. Not only did he still have the strength to fight again, but he was also in peak condition.

However, before everyone had time to take a break, after a while, their eyes were all wrong.

Because the same aura fluctuations are coming from the direction from whence they came!

No matter the number or level, there is no difference!

"What's going on?"

Bingxuehou's voice was trembling as he said, "The auras of the White Flame King and the unknown great power are still inside?"

"My disciple also has one!"

The main criminal of Feng Wuyu was confused. Hadn't the army of the undead been killed by them?

The next second.

The figures of the undead army once again came into everyone's sight.

"Is this over?"

"We've been tired for a long time, are we wasting it in vain?"

Everyone is a little desperate. Facing an unkillable opponent, even if they kill them all again, next time... how many times can their side hold on?

Gua Luo Daojun is under the greatest pressure. With such high-intensity battles, scale, and levels, he consumes a lot of money to maintain the Chaos Battle Formation. If he comes back again in a short time, he will be drained dry!

now.

Zhao Fan noticed a detail and said: "Look at the eyes of the undead army. They are more than 30% darker than the first time. I feel that if they were all dim, they would not reappear."

Lord Feng Wu sensed it carefully and said: "Brother Hunyuan's speculation seems to be correct. The 'vitality' in the bodies of the undead has indeed weakened."
Chapter completed!