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The dead clan breaks the seal and reappears in extinction, and it is necessary to demonstrate the power of the dead clan.
But the first battle was not so smooth. The ants like Chi Xiao could barely resist. If they could not crush them strongly, how would the heavens and all races view the dead race?
They, can they still rank fourth?
Therefore, he wants to invite the corpse king to crush everyone. The Snow Clan must pay the price for what they have done, and the new Lord of the Starry Sky must die even if he hides.
The most important thing is that they still have more important things to do, and the ants like Chi Xiao should make a quick decision.
"I invite the corpse king."
Several dead people came out from the depths, shouting loudly.
Boom.
Along with their shouts, there was a sudden roar from the depths. The earth-shattering loud noise seemed to cover up the fighting on the entire battlefield, making everyone tremble and stare at the past.
The dead clan seemed to know what was going on, shouted one after another, and gradually retreated, even the dilapidated death tree retreated.
Many war corpses are like slaves welcoming their masters, retreating quickly to the dead ancestor, bowing their heads respectfully and waiting.
Qin Feng's expression trembled even more. From the beginning to the end, he didn't pay attention to the battlefield around him. His eyes were fixed on the direction of the dead ancestor. He heard the voice of inviting the corpse king just now.
The corpse king is about to come out, is it Yoona?
Yan Qingcheng looked at him, complex eyes flickered in the depths of her beautiful eyes, and then stared at him, she also wanted to see what kind of girl Qin Feng cared so much about.
Looking at Qin Feng's unstoppable state, Nan Wuyi couldn't help feeling a bad premonition in his heart, but after all, he couldn't change anything and could only sigh secretly.
Look up and look in the direction of the Snow Clan.
"Shhhhhhh."
The dead clan receded, and the chaotic battlefield instantly became clear. The Snow Clan and other powers rushed towards Qin Feng, and the Chixiao Alliance quickly gathered.
The Chixiao Alliance suffered a lot of casualties. There were originally thousands of gods, at least one tenth of them no longer existed, and the rest were all injured.
Half of them were seriously injured.
This also includes peaks such as King Lintian and Yu Leishen.
The two sects have been fighting side by side. They wanted to preserve their strength and wait and see what happened, but many dead people and all the war corpses came towards them, which caused them to be severely impacted and suffered heavy casualties.
If it wasn't for Chixiao Shenzong's timely arrival, attracting several peak warrior corpses and many powerful enemies from the dead, which greatly relieved their pressure, the casualties would have been even worse.
When the Snow Clan and others came roaringly, the people of Chixiao Shenzong still surrounded Qin Feng layer by layer, and did not intend to let go. This made the Snow Clan patriarch stare at him, as if the extreme cold meant to freeze him.
The Holy Master Wuxia also looked at Chitianshen, his beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed, and the holy brilliance shone.
Powerhouses such as Dou Cangqiong, Bai Lingxiao, and Bai Yumo all sensed something was wrong, and stared at Chi Tianshen.
Feeling these gazes, no matter how unwilling Chi Tianshen was, he could only make way for a passage, and at the same time looked deeply at Chi Changqin with a bit of reproach.
If it wasn't for Chi Changqin's disregard of the overall situation, why did he come to this.
Not only failed to reap the benefits, but suffered heavy casualties.
"It's time for a decisive battle." The patriarch of the Snow Clan glanced at Qin Feng with a worried look on his face, and then looked at Nan Wuyidao.
Nan Wuyi nodded slightly, his expression did not change, he just said lightly: "According to the plan."
"good."
The patriarch of the Xue clan nodded his head heavily, his solemn face became extremely solemn and determined.
Long before, he and Nan Wuyi had discussed a lot, made a battle plan, and even made a retreat.
"When will the Lord of the Starry Sky return?" Chi Tianshen asked suddenly, as if he had been thinking about the Lord of the Starry Sky.
The Snow Clan didn't respond, not only because they didn't want to respond, but also because the roar on the side of the Dead Clan became louder and louder, and the thick and faint light covered the sky and covered the whole world soon.
Looking around, it seems that the dead people have disappeared, only the thick glow covers everything, and everyone can feel a suffocating death.
Everyone's hearts trembled, this death was so thick that it was suffocating, and fear was born involuntarily, quickly filling their hearts.
What kind of existence does the dead want to invite the corpse king?
"Boom."
This state did not last for too long. As the roar became louder and louder, the gloomy awn that covered the sky and the sun was like a cloud being blown away by the wind, and quickly dissipated towards the surroundings, revealing a wide passage.
But the expressions of everyone are more concentratedget up.
I saw more than a dozen crystal clear crystal coffins emerging from the depths of the passage, and each crystal coffin exudes a terrible meaning of death, which makes people tremble.
Even the peak figures trembled in their hearts, as if there were extremely terrifying existences in those crystal coffins.
And what frightened them the most was not the crystal coffins, but the figure in front of the crystal coffin.
It was a beautiful figure, with cloud-like hair floating freely, and an exquisite face that was glamorous all over the world. In terms of appearance alone, it did not belong to the flawless Holy Lord and Yan Qingcheng at all.
Even that terrifying aura, far surpassing that of the Flawless Holy Lord, showed her extraordinary and unparalleled.
It's just that such a beautiful woman exudes a suffocating death, there is no vitality in her body, and her eyes, which should be breathtaking, are pale and empty.
She is the corpse king?
Many people can't believe it.
"Yooner."
Qin Feng was dejected, and looked at the beautiful figure blankly. At this moment, he felt so painful that his heart was so painful that he was about to suffocate. Tears slipped down his cheeks silently without knowing it.
The thick blood was unstoppable from erupting.
He wanted to control it very much, but he couldn't control it at all.
Infinite sadness lingered in his heart, as if at this moment, he lost the whole world.
Yan Qingcheng glanced at Qin Feng, and could feel Qin Feng's infinite sadness. She could empathize with him, but she couldn't say a word, but her expression was firm, as if she had made some decision.
"Um?"
As for the surrounding powers, they all caught Qin Feng's emotions and looked at him rather puzzled.
Why did he burst into tears, so sad?
No one gave them an answer, and they didn't have a chance to ask. They saw that beautiful figure strolling over, and the majestic death swept across the world. Many people were terrified, and instinctively wanted to retreat, not daring to face it directly.
But suddenly, many gods only felt a terrible coercion coming, imprisoning their bodies invisible, unable to move their bodies, and unable to speak.
Even many peaks, they only feel that their qi and blood are coagulated, and they feel as if they are held by the hand of death, and they will be annihilated in flying ash in the next moment.
'Heavenly Lord, the Corpse King is definitely Heavenly Lord! '
Countless people were desperate and their faces were pale.
In front of Tianzun, even the peak of the gods is also an ant. They are invincible, even if everyone is twisted together, they cannot be shaken.
Despair could not stop spreading, covering everyone's hearts.
At this moment, they only have one thought left, hoping that the Lord of the Starry Sky will appear in time, otherwise, everyone is afraid that everyone will perish here. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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