Mystery: Invincible In Ten Consecutive Draws At The Beginning

After the two huge undead were annihilated, the pressure at the city gate plummeted.

Luoyan Zhunsheng first breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she stared at the man in linen in front of her, her expression becoming extremely complicated.

There is joy, excitement, frustration, and embarrassment.

These emotions came together, and Luoyan Zhunsheng didn't know how to speak for a while, and finally said: "Just now...Thank you!"

Luoyan Zhunsheng is a top sword cultivator.

Moreover, she is extremely familiar with Yi Zizai.

Of course, she would not mistake the sword just now for Tang Chen.

Hearing Luoyan Quansheng's voice, Yi Zizai trembled slightly.

Raised his head, the expression on his face was equally complicated.

I saw him open his mouth, but didn't know what to say, and finally just nodded.

Conversation ends.

The two were embarrassed.

Seeing that the atmosphere is going to be completely stiff.

At this time, Tang Chen landed here and said loudly, "Junior has seen Luoyan senior!"

Embarrassment is broken.

Luoyan Zhunsheng turned around, his face regained the brilliance of the past, and said with a light smile: "I have heard about Tang Xiaoyou's demeanor for a long time, and when I see it today, it really lives up to its reputation!"

While speaking, Luoyan Zhunsheng glanced at Yi Zizai.

His eyes were full of sorrow.

The movement is so subtle that it hardly goes unnoticed.

But Tang Chen still saw it.

He looked at Luoyan Zhunsheng and Yi Zizai, and at the soft swords in their hands, his thoughts were racing.

However, Tang Chen didn't break it, Yu Feng turned around and said: "Although that sword just killed two quasi-holy undead spirits, the tide of death has not been affected too much, if it continues, Heiyu City will still be destroyed. danger."

With that sword, Yi Zi tore a hole in the tide of death.

But soon, the tide of death gas returned to normal.

The endless undead continued to roar, and the mighty poured into all parts of Black Feather City.

Tang Chen also noticed.

The death energy of the two huge undead spirits just now had been swallowed up by other undead spirits.

Although the two quasi-holy undead did not reappear, the overall strength of the undead Ascension has increased a lot, and it has become more violent and crazy.

At this rate, even if Yi Zizai joined the battlefield, he would not be able to reverse the situation in an instant.

Black Feather Castle and the cultivators in Black Feather Castle are still facing the danger of life and death.

"I have gone deep into the dead many times, and I am no stranger to the tide of death."

"The tide of death this time is extremely tough, and the dead spirits are endless. There should be powerful dead spirits secretly commanding."

"As long as it is beheaded, the tide of death and the undead will be greatly affected, and it will be much easier to deal with at that time."

Luoyan Zhunsheng put forward his own views.

"The tide of death is so huge, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find this commander." Qingfeng Daoist looked solemn.

The tide of death is at its peak.

There are so many dead spirits, it is easier said than done to find a dead spirit.

Moreover, since the other party can command the undead, it means that the intelligence is not low, and it will definitely hide.

This is undoubtedly more difficult.

Tang Chen smiled lightly: "This is easy!"

After he finished speaking, Tang Chen's eyes widened.

The originally vast tide of death energy instantly turned into nothingness in Tang Chen's eyes, and even the huge army of undead became illusory, disappearing one by one, unable to block the line of sight at all.

In the end, Tang Chen locked a figure.

It was not a undead, but a bald old man.

The old man exuded a thick dead aura all over his body. On his dry face, his facial features had long since become distorted, his eyes had turned gray and black, and his mouth was constantly emitting a horrifying laughter of a sinister ghost.

[Unintentional Sage: Little Saint Cultivation Base, has been eroded by death energy]

Tang Chen immediately informed Yi Zizai and others.

"It turns out that there is a Sage standing behind, no wonder he can easily manipulate the quasi-holy undead."

Yi Zizai was suddenly stunned.

He tightened his pitch-black soft sword, and was about to kill it.

"slow!"

Tang Chen reached out his hand to stop him, and said in a condensed voice, "This person is hiding in the distance, and the surrounding dead aura is as strong as the real thing. Obviously, he is taking precautions. Yi Senior, you only have a chance to make a sword, otherwise the opponent will definitely escape."

"Furthermore, even if Yi senior can kill him with one sword, his death energy will be swallowed by other undead spirits immediately, and the situation is still not optimistic."

Yi Zi Zi's expression suffocated.

In terms of combat power, he is not afraid of anyone.

However, what is important now is not to kill the enemy, but to stop the tide of death.

This leaves Yi Zizai at a loss.

Luoyan Zhunsheng and Qingfeng Zhenren also looked at each other in dismay.

Obviously, they have nothing good to do.

"I have a way!"

Tang Chen said in a low voice.

...

Inside Black Feather Castle.

The crowd saw that Yi Zizai was slow to take action, and their mood gradually fell to the bottom.

Indeed, Death Tide is too tricky.

Even if it is as strong as Yi Zizai, it is impossible to annihilate the tide of death with one sword and save Black Feather City from the dire straits.

"Look, Yi senior has taken action!"

Someone suddenly said.

The people stared at,

I saw Yi Zizai suddenly slashed out a sword, the sword light turned into a stream of light, passed through the heavy obstacles of death and undead, and finally locked on a thin figure on a hill.

"It's good to be born with a strong death energy, which is almost condensed into substance!"

"That's not a dead spirit, it seems to be a person whose mind has been eroded by death."

"Could it be that he was secretly manipulating the tide of death?"

Countless people exclaimed.

the same brake.

Jianmang had already passed through the void, and came to Wuxin Sage with lightning speed.

This sword is too fast.

Almost unintentionally Sage has trouble reacting.

The sword light flashed by, and Wuxin Sage's head rose into the sky.

"It's done!"

Cheers erupted.

But before everyone had time to be happy, they saw the death energy in Wuxin Sage's body explode, immediately attracting the attention of all the huge undead spirits, and they all rushed over desperately.

"These ghosts are too tricky, even if you kill one, you can't completely defeat them!"

"Be content, at least it affects the momentum of the tide of death. Next, we desperately resist, and we can barely keep Black Feather City."

"This is the terrible thing about the tide of death, there is almost no solution!"

The crowd comforted each other.

Throughout the history of the Blood State, the tide of death has erupted more than 10,000 times.

Each time it can only be contained and resisted.

To completely defeat the tide of death energy, it is simply an impossible task.

"what is that?"

Some sharp-eyed people found that a dark crack appeared in the sky above the tidal core of the dead air.

Inside the crack, a figure emerged.

It is Tang Chen impressively.

At this moment, his movements are a bit strange, his back is straight, and his hands are raised high, as if he is holding something.

As the dark cracks continued to expand, the crowd gradually saw clearly that an incomparably huge and delicate fire lotus was suspended above Tang Chen's hands!

Fire lotus has nine colors.

Floating into the air, huge as a mountain.

On it, every ray of fire was like a roaring and roaring fire dragon, emitting a high-pitched and long chant.

"go!"

Tang Chen spit out a word.

Then, the super-large Buddha's Furious Fire Lotus came crashing down.

It was extremely precise, and the huge undead who were swallowing the death energy!