"Just you? Kill him for me!!!"
Balhe stared at Huang Shaotian tightly, waved the sickle of death in his hand, and the elite army of Pudu Academy came out in an instant.
The Saint Shield Knights Legion leads the way, and the Purple Locusts swept away like a torrent again. Behind them are the Plague Knights Legion, the Famine Knights Legion, the Death Knights Legion, and three armies, rushing around and launching a barbaric attack.
After, there are a large army of undeads that are constantly coming out of the gate of the undead.
"I want to see if you kill quickly! Or my undead gate, summoning faster!"
Balch had a ferocious look on his face. He had never thought that he was just a group of ants from the bottom city who could stop them for so long without the attack of the powerful clerical masters. "Then you'll be careful!" Huang Shaotian snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand made a clear roar, "Treading mountains and rivers!"
Buzzing!
The heaven and earth trembled in the sound of the sword, and Huang Shaotian rushed towards the enemy formation in the sword rain.
In an instant, the magic image of the Thousand-Handed Sword behind him suddenly split into nine phantoms, each phantom holding an ancient sword of different shapes -
This is the complete form of the Nine-From the Divine Sword! "Master, you have to rest first!"
Huang Shaotian threw the Qinghong sword to Taiyue Sword God with his backhand, but he grabbed a demon sword burning with black flames with his bare hands, "Let me teach these miscellaneous swords what is sword path!"
The moment the magic sword "Ananda" fell, nine blood-colored vertical pupils suddenly opened on the battlefield.
The Holy Shield Knight, swept by the pupil light, instantly spontaneously ignited, and the man and his armor were burned into charcoal.
"Damn!"
Hkarim raised his holy shield in shock and anger, but under the burning of the demon fire, even the six-winged angel totem behind him was wailing and shattering in the demon flame.
"No!!!"
Hkarim stared at the nine demon eyes in the sky in horror, and was so angry that he shivered, "That sword - that sword is not right! The holy light cannot protect the demon fire!"
"Waste!"
Balch shouted violently and stared at Huang Shaotian's figure, "Arrogant child! Death!"
In an instant, Balch's death sickle suddenly surged a hundred feet, and the dead soul wrapped around the blade condensed into a solid body.
These resentful spirits strengthened by the law of death ignored all physical attacks and were directly immune to Huang Shaotian's magic fire and sword energy, but when they touched Huang Shaotian's three feet of body, they suddenly screamed and vaporized.
Behind Huang Shaotian, the second ancient sword burning with the phoenix true fire turned into a nine-day divine phoenix behind him.
The phoenix roars, burying all the dead!
"This is impossible!"
Balch widened his eyes and his law of death actually didn't work for that guy at all! "Hmph, are you just the trick? The Nine Swords have only been released for the second time, and I haven't warmed up yet!" Huang Shaotian shrugged and looked at the three major disasters with a provocative look on his face.
Although he did take advantage of the opportunity to take action, Balch and others suffered great losses in the previous confrontation with Taiyue Sword God and suffered significant injuries.
But his Nine-Death Divine Sword is indeed an extremely despicable divine object. Even to a certain extent, it is comparable to the top-level personnel power!
"Arrogant! Ignorance!"
Balch turned around and looked at the four cardinals and shouted, "Isn't it okay yet!"
As Balch finished speaking, Agares' six-winged phantom appeared again!
"Pupil, be careful!"
The face of Taiyue Sword God changed drastically. Although the six-winged phantom was not as good as Agares himself, it contained Agares's clerical power.
Even if Huang Shaotian refines the divine sword, he has no clanship, and he will never be able to compete with the powerful clans.
Even if it is just a touch of charm!
Huang Shaotian's expression changed slightly. At the moment the six-winged phantom appeared, even his heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand.
He looked at it and then realized that in addition to the four cardinals, even Sneke, who was far away in the Purdue Cathedral's position, had sacrificed his original essence and blood.
This also means that the incarnation of Agares summoned this time will be stronger than before! "Disciple, look at this move. I have never taught you this trick! Sword Formation Wan Yue Returns to the Sect!"
With a low shout, the Taiyue Sword God held up the Qinghong Ancient Sword, and in an instant, the remains of seventy-two side peaks floated up again.
Rumbling!
Countless mountain phantoms were reorganized in the air, and they formed an upside-down sword peak cage in front of the six-winged phantoms.
This cage actually blocked the link between the confidante and the six-winged phantom to a certain extent, making it unable to successfully complete the final surrender!
"Before the Agares Dharma Fairy, we must kill the Cardinals first!"
The Taiyue Sword God saw the opportunity to break the deadlock at a glance and shouted at Huang Shaotian. "But Master, can you stand it yourself?"
Huang Shaotian looked at Taiyue Sword God with some concern. He had resurrected Taiyue Sword God before and had used the resurrection law of the Phoenix Sword, and could not be used again for at least one month.
If Taiyue Sword God died again, he would be helpless.
"If you can't hold it, you have to push it! Go, don't worry about me!"
"Get orders!"
Huang Shaotian clenched his fists, and when he looked at the cardinals on the other party, his eyes were full of murderous intentions.
"Protect the Bishop!"
Swhoosh!
In an instant, dozens of guardian knights flew to protect the Cardinal. Bark also waved his sickle and stared at Huang Shaotian, "Boy, your opponent is me!"
"Who cares about you!"
Huang Shaotian snorted coldly and took over the third form of the Nine Death Sword from the phantom of the third Thousand-Handed Sword Spirit.
The originally blazing Phoenix Divine Fire turned into a clear golden light in an instant, which was the third form of the Nine Death Sword "Compassion".
Balh, Hekarim, Solam and Sviin all held their breath.
The sword has a variety of shapes and has many powers of laws.
We must deal with it with caution!
At the same time, while Huang Shaotian's sword light illuminated the entire battlefield, countless disciples of the Martial Alliance rushed out with a roar in the barrier of Ming Jian Peak.
"Everyone is working hard, we can't sit back and enjoy the fruits!"
"Punish them!"
"Raise! Fuck them!"
The vast disciples of the Martial Alliance have been in high spirits at this moment and are swarming out.
Although they could not intervene in the battlefield on Huang Shaotian's side, at this moment, the monks from Fanyin Temple were surrounded by the undead army and were imprisoned.
Their mission is to protect the masters of Fanyin Temple and complete the reliance of the undead!
"The masters of Fanyin Temple cannot die!" Ye Yin, the leader of the Qingye Gang, also burst out with amazing fighting spirit for the first time, waving his long sword, and rushing towards the hideous army of undead.
Behind her, the three hundred Qingye disciples were also fearless and followed closely.
Natalie also waved her iron fist and rushed into the army of undead. The seven killers exploded, and each punch could knock a large piece away.
Although she is not a disciple of the Martial Arts Alliance, she will be full of fighting spirit as long as she is an enemy of the Judgment!
It’s a pity that the number of the undead army is too large, and there are endless reincarnations.
Even though the disciples of the Martial Alliance kept fighting without fear of death, more and more companions fell down.
What's even more terrifying is that the companions who fought side by side at the last moment were still fighting side by side, but under the call of the Gate of the Undead, the next moment, they might become the undead who pounced on them!
The only one who can save these undead is the reincarnation mantra of Fanyin Temple!
More than ten elite disciples of the Haoyijian Sect Zang Jian Pavilion protected the disciples of Fanyin Temple, cut their fingertips, and used their fingers as swords to carve crisscrossing sword marks on the scorched earth.
Every sword mark seeped out of golden liquid, which was them burning the original essence and blood.
The most new ⊥小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小"Get up the formation!" The eldest disciple, who was in charge, was bleeding from his seven orifices, and the broken sword formation of the evil-killing sword appeared under his feet.
"Dear seniors from the Martial Alliance, you have offended me!"
Looking at the corpses of the former heroes of the Martial Alliance who have been transformed into an army of undead, the disciples of the Martial Alliance were in tears, but finally stopped retreating.
Only by releasing these undead spirits can we get rid of the slavery of the undead spirits.
This is their best relief!
Bang bang bang!
The sword formation exploded, and the sword energy swept across the board. The moment the undead army collided with the sword energy, hundreds of corpses in the front row instantly vaporized, but more undead rushed over on the ashes.
Master Kuchan sat cross-legged in a sea of corpses and blood, and golden bones could be seen under the rotten skin and flesh.
Eighteen relics are suspended all over their bodies, each reflecting the face of a dead monk.
This is a relics formed by the blood of the disciple who was already in this hard battle and unfortunately died.
Even though he is dead, he is still maintaining the great formation of reincarnation in this form.
"Master...Disciple...Disciple may not be able to hold on..."
Monkey Huijue, who was sitting beside Master Kuchan, had almost completely broken into bones, and was still chanting the mantra of rebirth that was lit by the fire of the underworld.
Master Kuchan pulled off the cassock to cover Huijue. The "Ksitigarbha Sutra" on the cassock burst into golden light, extinguishing the fire of the underworld attached to him. At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "Huijue, look over there."
His withered finger pointed at the outside of the battlefield.
Thousands of Martial Arts disciples are building three human walls with their bodies.
The cultivators in the front row had knotted muscles and used iron shields to resist the claws of the undead; the sword cultivators in the middle kept swinging out the waning moon-shaped sword energy to attack; the last one was a monk who was good at medical skills, who kept turning healing techniques into light rain, but did not sprinkle them on their own wounds that could see the bones. "They are using their lives to buy time for us." Master Kuchan's dry and cracked lips trembled gently, and said warmly: "Continue to recite the scriptures!"
"Yes, Master!"
The monks in Fanyin Temple had tears in their eyes. Although everyone performed differently, everyone was fighting desperately!
This is a battle of life and death in itself!
"Ah!"
Screams sounded, Ye Yin's right arm was torn off by the undead. Natalie quickly punched the undead who was attacking her, protecting her behind her, and said with concern: "How are you?"
"Don't worry about me!" Ye Yin bit her red lips and shook her head at Natalie, "I can continue fighting!"
"Show off!"
Natalie sighed lightly, knocked Ye Yin unconscious with a knife, and attracted several Qingye disciples to escort Ye Yin back to the barrier.
The next moment, her eyes ignited anger and she shouted: "Don't worry, I will fight with you! The Seven Killings Wind and Thunder Rise! Kill!——"
At the same time, the sword formation formed by the disciples of the Sutra Library of Haoyi Sword Sect finally collapsed completely under the impact of the undead army.
The chief disciple Ling Hao knelt on the ground, looked at the sword patterns dissipating in his palm, and suddenly laughed: "Father! Mother! I'm here!"
Before he finished speaking, his whole person turned into a sword light and collided with the densest place of the undead tide.
boom!
The self-exploding sword energy cleared out hundreds of meters of open space. Although it could only be suppressed for a while, as long as you can fight for even one second, it would be enough.
At this moment, a golden sword light swept across the battlefield, and the dead soul eroded by the undead aura suddenly froze in place. The corpse puppet who was biting his comrade's corpse stopped moving, and blood and tears flowed out of his rotten eyes.
Master Kuchan opened his eyes slightly and looked at the "Sword of Compassion" in Huang Shaotian's hand above the sky.
"So everything has a fixed number..."
His lips squirmed a few times, then he folded his hands and let out a clear roar: "Amitabha! If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"
In an instant, while Balhe and the powerful people of the natural disaster were attracted by Huang Shaotian, Master Kuchan's golden body magic flashed suddenly.
The next moment, he rushed directly to the gate of the undead. His golden body was instantly swallowed by the fire of the underworld, but he formed a Nirvana mark before it was completely annihilated. "Master!!!"
The monks remaining in Fanyin Temple looked at Master Kuchan with tears in their eyes, but none of them left the position and continued to recite the mantra of rebirth to save the dead.
However, Master Kuchan's golden body condensed into a huge Buddha handprint in the gate of the undead.
Bang bang bang!
The light of Nirvana and the ghost fire of the Netherworld are intertwined, fighting each other, and eventually forming a huge Tai Chi pattern.
The movements of the undead army, summoned by the Undead Gate, began to stagnate one after another, as if they were breaking away from the control of the Undead Gate!
"What!"
Balhe's eyelids twitched wildly, and he quickly shot out the law of death and tried to re-control the gate of the undead, but Huang Shaotian's sword edge had already slashed out before him.
But it turned out that when Master Kuchan decided to sacrifice his life and do martyrdom, he had already sent a message to Huang Shaotian's soul.
It is precisely because the third form of the Nine-Full Divine Sword, the sword of compassion, is a Buddhist and Taoist holy sword! "Master, go with peace of mind!" Huang Shaotian waved the sword of compassion and slashed heavily at the gate of the undead.
"Compassion, reincarnation is broken!"
This sword has no murderous aura, but it seems to cause ripples in the long river of time and space.
And the moment the sword light touched the door of the undead, the sigh of relief from billions of dead souls came from the door.
The enslaved heroes turned into light butterflies and surged out, gathering into a brilliant galaxy on the battlefield.
"No!!!"
Balhe spurted out his soul fire from his seven orifices, and the magic image of the God of Death behind him collapsed with a bang.
And the gate of the dead was completely annihilated under the endless sword light that Huang Shaotian cut out, as if the ice and snow melted!
The army of undead and the Kingdom of Death he controlled also disappeared at this moment! (This chapter ends)