In the dark and gloomy Dead Sea small world battlefield, the fierce battle has lasted for three days and three nights. The tide-like army of undead continues to wash away the human fortress.

In the small world filled with death energy, the broken limbs and arms of the dead undead will automatically reorganize into a new undead. The new undead has low intelligence, strange and inconsistent body shapes, and pitifully low combat power. One or two can deal with one or two, but what about ten thousand or twenty thousand or ten thousand or two hundred thousand? Many undead have been resurrected countless times. As long as the dead energy is full, the undead will be killed.

The army of undead is really like a tide, rushing up and smashing it into pieces. The broken limbs and arms will soon form a new undead to launch a new offensive. With such a continuous attack, even the reef will sooner or later be washed away.

The soul furnace only creates prototypes, and the conversion effect is not obvious. The formal product has not been completed yet. Faced with the endless stream of dead energy, the surrounding area of ​​the fortress can only be maintained without infection.

After pouring out tens of thousands of tons of shells, the Hebrew heavy artillery group had withdrawn from the battle. There was no way, but it would be resurrected after being killed. Using heavy artillery to blow up cannon fodder is still a loss.

If there are only undead cannon fodder, there is no need to worry. Strong fortifications cannot be destroyed by low-level undeads. The most terrifying thing is the elite undeads.

After three days of fighting, Xiang Ningxuan and the others killed thousands of undead elites, and even the legendary leader cut off two ends.

However, other undead have also learned the essence. Every time they mix in the cannon fodder group and launch a sneak attack, and then leave with one blow. Although the number of high-end combat power mixed in the endless sea of ​​undead is not large, it can destroy fortifications and open gaps. Each attack will cause considerable casualties.

Humans cannot be resurrected, and the undead will continue to be in endless streams. If you continue to exchange like this, you will definitely lose money.

"General Xiang, Daesh's organization has launched an attack on the Holy City, and the cabinet urgently ordered us to draw elite helpers. Look..." In this situation, Hofstein also knew that his request was a bit too much. Even if he was in the command center for three days and three nights, he felt very tired, let alone fighting on the front line of the battlefield. Kimber has come back for the third time to rest, but Xiang Ningxuan has not had a rest yet.

Without Xiang Ningxuan and his friends, the fortress would have been demolished long ago without the purgatory aviator and six-faced corpse balls with amazing destructive power.

Now, under the nourishment of death, the Dead Aperture and the Six-faced Corpse Ball showed no sign of defeat. If elite masters were drawn to reinforce the Holy City, Xiang Ningxuan's pressure would inevitably increase greatly. As long as he took a few steps, the Hebrew defenders would suffer huge losses.

"Okay, I understand! Commander-in-chief, order your troops to launch a psychic fire attack on the Dead Abs." Xiang Ningxuan replied calmly, "Shen Rui, the time is almost over. Get ready for action!"

Hebrews did not make a whole process of soy sauce. Its heavy magic cannons have great lethality. It only requires high-energy gas to supply energy. This is a high-psychic companion mine specialized in the Kingdom of Summit. It has difficulty in mining and has little yield. It is not sold to Hebrews. It can only be obtained by smuggling, and every shot is burning money.

However, the shelling effect was indeed good. With one shot, even the demigod-level deceased aviator was smashed to pieces and had to retreat into the formation and wait for the undead wizard to repair it.

Other special psychic weapons in the fortress also opened fire with all their might, forcing the undead elite back.

Xiang Ningxuan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the battle, but led the elite masters to escape from the battle. A white light enveloped his body and disappeared with a soothing sound. - Shen Rui's [Group Recall]!

Around the Death World Portal, the undead did not build any fortifications. They only had killing, killing, but there was no concept of garrison.

Dozens of high-level mages formed complex magic circles to guide the dead energy of the dead world into the small world. At the same time, countless undead cannon fodder were sucked in with the dead energy, and then formed a team of thousands of people under the kick of the undead officer, and continued to enter the front line.

The continuous investment of the power of the dead world is the fundamental reason why the army of undead can suppress and infect the small world.

At this time, a white light flashed, and Xiang Ningxuan and others suddenly emerged from the invisible force field. The sword light and sword shadow swept across, and several undead mages who were in charge of the magic circle were immediately different from each other.

The others were still cleaning up the undead around them, while Xiang Ningxuan stabbed the immortal sword into the portal magic circle.

"Sizi!" It was as if the TV signal was not good, the portal stuttered and flashed, and the power of suction disappeared.

"Um~" A deep roar came from the other end of the portal, even through the barrier of the plane, which made people shook their hearts. This was the shock of the soul caused by the crushing of the rank. According to the estimate of the Huo Monkey, the white bone king opposite the portal was stronger than when he was in the heavenly court at the beginning, and it was not the existence that Xiang Ningxuan could compete with now.

"Reptile! Do you know who you are facing? Kneel down! Death! I allow you to be my slave!"

A huge white bone palm suddenly poked out from the portal, trying to catch the hateful reptile who ruined his good deeds. If you are far away, you don’t feel that the extraordinary palm of the white bone palm can only be seen from the nearest place. The bones are bright and crystal clear, just like the holy white jade. The joints are complex and profound runes, which contain the origin of the great way. The fingertips are sharper than gold steel, and the silver-gray lines are constantly extinguished at the fingertips. This is a terrifying space crack, and it is an irreparable wound.

With Xiang Ningxuan's current strength, he will face this White Bone Lord. He will not be able to break and defend, and it will be great if he can save his life.

However, he said without fear: "Good come! Shen Rui~"

The white light of the Immortal Sword is wrapped around the palm of the bone. This magical artifact is strong when it encounters strong, and it is effective against both immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas. It is not convenient to pass the portal with one hand, and it becomes even more inflexible after being entangled by the Immortal Sword.

Shen Rui had switched to the form of a consul, reached out and threw some silver-gray world stones into the portal base, then activated the small world authority and contracted the portal.

"Ao!"

An angry roar came from the opposite side of the portal. Xiang Ningxuan's arm that could not be hit still could not resist the cutting of the plane cracks. Before the portal shrank to the point where the arm was stuck, the Lord of White Bone hurriedly retracted his hand back.

Kill the Deadly Spirit Mage, force the White Bone Lord to retreat, and reduce the portal, but if you want to completely control the portal, you still need to defeat the Dead Aviator who returns to help.

More than ten legendary leaders, more than 3,000 high-level undead, and hundreds of thousands of cannon fodder surrounded Xiang Ningxuan and his group of dozens of people around the portal. In order to prevent them from escaping, the Dead Apers did not choose to attack immediately, but instead set up barriers under the command to prevent them from teleporting away again.

"Hiss~" The Dead Aperture looked down at Xiang Ningxuan with his snake head high. The barrier had become more perfect. Unless he fought out from the front, he would not want to escape again. As for the human fortress behind him, without the leading top masters, it would be difficult to even pass through the deadly area in the middle.

If you can understand the words of snakes, it must be an old-fashioned and tacky line.
Chapter completed!