The Strongest Almighty God of Urban Magic

As time passed, there were more and more undead creatures around. Astali's eyes became more and more solemn.

Looking at the undead creatures being attracted by the surrounding little magic, Ye Tian's ears kept echoing the terrifying roar.

A full 3872!

It's hard to imagine what kind of magical force brought them together.

...

"Undead Chariot!"

When he felt that the number of undead creatures around was about the same, Astali suddenly let out a loud shout.

Suddenly, a looming gray door appeared in the sky, and the door was pushed open with a creak, revealing the tip of an iceberg of a huge monster.

It was a dark gray shield covered with sharp thorns.

Just when Ye Tian wondered what kind of undead creature was manipulating him, the gray door suddenly closed again, leaving only that huge shield.

The huge shield moved seven or eight meters away almost in an instant, whistling directly towards the densest area where the undead creatures were located.

Boom boom boom!

A sound that made one's teeth sour suddenly sounded in everyone's ears. Some of the undead creatures that were still aggressive were directly crushed by such a pile of huge shields, and the rest were pushed into the gate.

Seeing this scene, Ye Tian's eyes left Astali a glance without leaving a trace,

From the fluctuation of the magic just now, Ye Tian can know that this is a high-level magic. However, both the angle and the timing of casting the magic are almost terrifyingly accurate.

The strength of this old man is more terrifying than he imagined.

At this time, Astali's figure fluttered, as if he had spent a moment in front of him and went directly to the gate, Ye Tian and the rest of the magic team quickly followed.

"Hoohoho!"

The bewildered undead creature seemed to have sensed the originator of the magic just now, and kept roaring towards Astali.

The two skeleton generals headed by them kept waving the sledgehammers in their hands, splashing dust all over the place.

The terrifying power made the surrounding magic team members' livers tremble twice.

"The living are gone, and the dead rest in peace. Since it all begins with me, it ends with me!"

"Boy, here are all my treasures, and what I have learned in my life. I will leave it to you from now on! I hope you can carry forward the undead line!"

The old man's wrist flicked, and a golden ring flew into Ye Tian's hand.

Space Ring!

This is a rare storage tool!

The golden ring is engraved with dense and mysterious inscriptions. At first glance, it is not ordinary. Besides, it contains the lifelong learning of this great undead magician. It can be said to be truly invaluable!

But before Ye Tian had time to be happy, he saw Astali's figure rushing directly towards the army of undead below.

A bad feeling suddenly rose in Ye Tian's heart.

"Everyone quickly withdraw from this area!"

Astali folded his hands together, and chanted something in his mouth.

Ye Tian could clearly feel that the surrounding undead magic elements seemed to be attracted in some way. He began to gallop towards Astali's position.