"Did you see others in the long night?"

Nangong Zaye, who was holding the black moon and white Ye in his hand, turned his head and asked to the star ring behind him after cutting off a soldier's head.

"I remember he should have gone to those camps." Xinghuan pointed to the camps that had been thrown away by them for dozens of meters. "You don't have to worry about his safety, after all, the soldiers in the fire have been slaughtered by us."

"Really, although I am a sword saint, I really didn't expect that I would pick up the sword and do such a thing." Xinghuan waved the bamboo stick in his hand, blocked several bullets that were shot from not far away, and then instantly swung a sword energy to smash the gun that shot out the bullet.

"Ah..." The soldier whose weapons were smashed in his hand suddenly became at a loss and even wanted to escape.

But then, the second sword energy that emerged from the tip of the star ring stick penetrated him directly.

"Do you still have time to consider the right or wrong of these things?" Nangong Yaye held the black and white scythe in his hand on the ground, "Summoning magic weapon and searching for bones!"

As the words fell from the mouth of the morning and night, a black ripples spread out along the shank of the black moon and white night.

‘Ding Ding Ding Ding--’

Whenever this ripple sweeps across a corpse that was killed just now, a wonderful symbol will emerge from their bodies and emit a little light.

"Retrieval completed·Skeleton Su Sheng!"

“Kara Kerakela…”

Under the command from Nangong's mouth in the morning and night, almost all the symbols emitted pale light and then merged into the bodies of the corpses.

And with the fusion of symbols, one after another, the rise of skeletons followed.

They held bone-made swords in their hands and rose from the corpses.

Although those dead have nothing to do with these bones, at least these corpses provide some level of magical supply and nutrients to these bones.

It's like planting flowers with fertilizer.

But although the corpses can be called fertilizer, these skeletons do not look like flowers no matter how they look.

"Go and have a big fuss." Nangong Yaye held the scythe again, "If there was no chaos, then let's create chaos. Go, your journey of conquest has just begun!"

“Kara Kera Kera Kera…”

Skeletons can't speak, they just follow orders and attack.

Like a group of brave warriors.

No, not like.

They are originally a group of brave warriors.

"But what happened to the long night?" Nangong picked up his sickle and watched his servants killing and killing formation. "It's been so long now, but he still has no news."

"This..." Xinghuan spread his hands, "Even if you ask me this, I can only say I don't know. After all, many of the things here are protected by anti-magic coatings. If I enter those camps in the long night, I will not be able to find out his trace."

"That's right." Nangong Yaye waved the sickle in the air a few times, "What makes sense, then we should do our own thing first. Changye said that we would make a big fuss, so let's make a big fuss."

"Yes." Xinghuan smiled and took back the bamboo stick in his hand, then pulled out a long sword, "We should do what we should do. Only in this way can we comfort the spirit of the sky on the edge of the long night."

"Why does it sound weird?" Nangong Zaoye chewed this sentence and tried to analyze what this sentence really wanted to express.

However, she failed to interpret the final interpretation and rushed towards the group of people who were shooting wildly at the skeleton soldiers with guns.

"Young people are just energetic." Xinghuan wiped the sword with a piece of cloth, and then received the cloth under the cloak.

Looking at the long sword that was shining brightly in the sun, the star ring smiled.

The sound of shouts and gunfires were heard around him one after another.

But no one poured his vitality into the ring.

After all, now they are already a little overwhelmed just by facing those skeleton soldiers, let alone shifting their targets to deal with a middle-aged uncle.

Of course, Star Rings don't think so.

He would rather think these people were afraid of him.

"Okay." Xinghuan stretched out the sword in his hand and pointed it at the soldiers who were firing with submachine guns. "It's time to harvest."

"boom--!"

However, at this moment, a loud bang suddenly soared into the sky from the fire behind him.

No one knows what happened.

After the loud noise appeared, all the soldiers on the battlefield were silent.

They looked at each other, always feeling something bad happened.

But the skeletons are not affected by these things. They are born to fight and will only focus on killing the enemies without distraction.

So under the influence of this loud noise, two more unfortunate soldiers were tragically killed.

"What the hell is that?" Xinghuan also turned around at this moment and turned his eyes to the place where the sound was making noise.

There is no change that can be distinguished by the naked eye.

Or he couldn't see what was going on.

"What happened to that loud noise?" Xinghuan held a long sword in his hand and wanted to walk into the fire. "There won't be anything happening to Changye, right?"

"Don't worry about him!" Nangong Yaye placed the bone shield in front of him, resisting the rainy bullet flow. "He is a player, there will be nothing wrong. Compared with this, don't you think the front line is more important?"

Just as he said this in the morning and night, a loud noise that was exactly the same as before exploded in everyone's ears again.

But this time it's different.

Compared to the last time when I saw only the sound but not the person, this time a familiar black shadow appeared.

That's right, with the loud noise, a figure flew out of the fire and landed on the ground outside the fire.

If placed in the normal real world, the one who can throw this person out of the fire must be the firefighter.

But here is the game.

There are no firefighters here at all.

So, what would it be that throws this man out?

"Long Night!" Xinghuan immediately recognized the magic attributes of the figure in the distance, and then ran over with a long sword.

"Long Ye?" Nangong Zaoye heard this and quickly adjusted the bone shield behind him and immediately rushed towards the landing point of Chang Ye.

At this moment, a shrill howling came from the fire.

The non-human voice was like the crying of thousands of unjust souls, which stimulated the eardrums of everyone present and shocked people's brains.

"What the hell is that?" Xinghuan couldn't help but think.
Chapter completed!