Gou is a soldier on the border

Chapter 360
Wang Luo didn't use his sword either, but pointed towards the sky.

A ray of light containing a strong power of the holy light flew towards the several bone dragons surrounding the black dragon.

This ray of light was like a laser, directly piercing through the head of the bone dragon closest to the black dragon.

The bone dragon didn't respond, it just fell straight from the air to the ground, smashing countless skeletons.

Then, the sword behind Wang Luo moved.

No one could see clearly what happened, it was just a sword light that filled the whole world, and everything around seemed to be still.

In the sight of those watching the battle, the remaining bone dragons in the air suddenly stopped, their wings stopped flapping, and they floated in the air strangely.

After recovering from that stunning sword light, everyone found that the figures of those bone dragons were no longer in the air, only the bone fragments floating down from the sky.

At the same time, hidden in the overwhelming sea of ​​undead, several necromancers wearing black robes with their heads hidden in hoods all spat out blood.

Different from ordinary skeleton soldiers, the high-end combat power of the bone dragon requires a lot of mental energy from them.

The death of the bone dragon means a great loss of their spiritual power, which is no different from directly cutting them with a knife.

Before recovering from the horror of the bone dragon being wiped out, they found that they were locked by a powerful aura.

With the ugly face hidden under the hood, he stared in horror at the boy in white who was walking towards them step by step.

Wang Luo walked forward, and all the surrounding skeletons stopped in place when they were within twenty feet of him, and then turned into broken bones.

Although he only looked in this direction, all the necromancers hidden in the battle formation had an illusion.

That is, Wang Luozheng stared at them unemotionally like a god of death.

When he was about to approach the center of the undead battle formation, Wang Luo suddenly accelerated his speed.

He was still walking, but the distance he moved was exaggerated, and the sharp visual contrast made these necromancers feel so uncomfortable that they almost vomited blood.

"Enjoy death." Wang Luo whispered.

The five long swords behind him rushed up into the sky at the same time, and flew straight towards the place where these necromancers were.

Han Guangjian flew the fastest, and it stuck straight into the hood of the nearest necromancer.

A puff of black air shot up into the sky, and an extremely painful face appeared indistinctly in it.

Only a few breaths slower than the lightsaber, the remaining necromancers were also pierced through the hoods by Wang Luo's sword, and black air rose into the sky.

"Want to run?"

Wang Luo, who was very familiar with the necromancer's escape tactics, raised a cold arc.

From where he was, a majestic and violent holy light completely enveloped him.

The holy light also soared into the sky, like a hunter chasing prey, chasing after those streaks of black air.

At this time, those faces in the black air no longer showed pain, but despair.

Facing Shengguang, who is like a natural enemy, and Wang Luo, who is like a god, they really can't think of how to escape from birth in their current state.

Before they could think of a way to escape, the holy light had completely overwhelmed them.

As these streaks of black energy completely dissipated, the army of undead within several miles stopped their movements at the same time.

Then, having lost their source of strength, they turned into broken bones and scattered all over the place.

The crackling sound lasted for a long time. Seeing this wave of undead that had been completely wiped out, the soldiers on the city wall were shocked and speechless.

"This... is this still Wang Luo? Is he still human?" Mo Chi murmured as he looked at the savior who took him to eat in the streets and alleys of Daliang City.

Wang Luo looked at the wreckage of the undead around him, without a trace of relaxation on his face. He turned his head and looked at the dark cloud that seemed to appear suddenly.

The power fluctuations in his body suddenly became very small. At this moment, he is like the god who descended to the world just now. Wang Luo, who took the head of the enemy general among the thousands of troops, is simply a different person.

The dark cloud in the sky also immediately stopped accumulating. They seemed to be spiritual, and slowly wriggled, as if they were looking for their own goals. After a while, they could only slump away.

When Wang Luo returned to Qilian Mountain Pass, all the soldiers greeted him with admiration.

"It's a good luck." Wang Luo looked at Chen Ping with a smile, and Chen Ping patted him on the shoulder.

"Thanks a lot."

After disintegrating this well-planned attack by one person, the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms ushered in a long-lost rest before the enemy organized the next attack.

The characteristics of the undead determined that they would not get tired, and would only follow their master's orders to attack the city mechanically. Although Chen Ping had already formulated a detailed rotation plan, who could really rest well when their nerves were tense.

But now, seeing the broken bones all over the ground in front of them, everyone felt relieved.

With Wang Luo around, how could they fail?

After all, the strength Wang Luo showed just now has exceeded their cognition level.

In the evening, Wang Wei, who had been nervous for a long time, took out his favorite after a long absence.

He carried a jar of spicy whistle and placed it directly in front of Wang Luo.

"Second Brother?" Wang Luo looked strangely at Wang Wei who hadn't had a drink since he started defending the city.

"Thanks to you today, everyone can relax, don't worry, uncle agrees."

Wang Luo shook his head with a smile, patted the mud seal open, and poured it directly into the big bowl prepared by Wang Wei.

Regardless of whether there were dishes in front of them, the two of them directly picked up the bowl, looked at each other with a smile, and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

"Wang Luo, pour me some too." Li Yixiao quietly poked Wang Luo with his hand.

However, Wang Luo removed the jar of hot pepper whistle, and found another jar of Hundred Flowers Wine from the Najie.

"You drink this, by the way, where is your uncle? And General Du?" Wang Luo took out the wine for Li Yixiao, and turned to ask Wang Wei.

"They are still in the big account. I heard that there is new news."

"Let's go, let's go too, this wine can't be enjoyed alone."

The three of them carried the wine jar and walked towards the large tent of the Chinese army.

But as soon as they walked outside the tent, the three of them stopped in astonishment.

In the big tent, there seemed to be a quarrel taking place.

Without thinking too much, Wang Luo directly opened the curtain and walked in.

"No, I don't agree! I can't make fun of the lives of soldiers!" Chen Ping stood in front of the wall with his hands behind his back, while Du Yi just sat on his seat without saying a word.

"What happened?" Wang Luo put the wine jar on the table and asked strangely.

"Wang Luo, I just wanted to call you, come here." Seeing Wang Luo, Chen Ping shouted directly.

(End of this chapter)