A cultivator transformed into the Lord of Thunder, gathering the power of lightning in his hands. A massive bolt of lightning struck a group of skeleton soldiers, blasting them to ashes. But this still couldn't stop the endless stream of skeleton soldiers.

Another cultivator manipulated the earth elemental power, conjuring solid rock walls in an attempt to build a defensive line, but the skeleton soldiers smashed through these walls with astonishing force and charged forward.

The nuns were equally formidable, unleashing powerful spells with graceful movements to freeze, burn, and shatter the skeleton soldiers, but new enemies continued to emerge.

An old cultivator's lips moved slightly as he chanted a spell. A divine arrow materialized and shot towards the void passage. The arrow pierced through a group of skeleton soldiers, but the passage remained open, and more and more skeleton soldiers poured out.

The robes of the human cultivators were torn in the battle, and their wounds continued to multiply, but they still held their ground and refused to give up Kunlun Mountain.

The cultivators fought fiercely on the battlefield of Kunlun Mountain, each of them transforming into a warrior, intertwined with the skeleton soldiers.

A cultivator manipulated the power of wind, his hands waving to create a whirlwind that scattered the skeleton soldiers. Then, with swift movements, he transformed into a tornado, weaving through the enemy ranks and quickly eliminating wave after wave of skeletons.

Another cultivator was skilled in manipulating fire; a raging flame erupted from his hand, turning the surrounding skeleton soldiers to ashes. His eyes gleamed with unwavering determination, showing no fear.

A female monk, skilled in water magic, conjured a dazzling column of water that submerged a group of skeleton soldiers before shielding herself with a water curtain to quickly regain her strength.

Another cultivator used the power of the earth as an aid, employing the Earth-Splitting Technique to tear apart large swathes of land, creating a trap that trapped the skeleton soldiers, making it impossible for them to escape.

On the battlefield, flesh and blood flew everywhere. Cultivators fought bravely, fearless of death, using various spells and martial arts to battle the skeleton soldiers. They had only one goal: to protect Kunlun Mountain.

As time went on, the cultivators' power began to show signs of fatigue, but they persevered, cooperating tacitly with each other to continuously suppress the number of skeleton soldiers.

The light and elemental energy on the battlefield intertwined, creating a spectacular scene. The cultivators exerted all their strength, displaying their most powerful abilities.

The fierce battle between the cultivators and the skeleton warriors continued, and the battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood and killing intent.

A cultivator brandished his sword, his eyes cold, and hissed at a skeleton warrior, "Who do you think you are? Running wild in my Kunlun Mountains? Die!" He swung his sword down, severing the skeleton warrior's head.

Another cultivator clenched his fists and roared at a group of skeleton warriors: "Come on, you dead things, let me see how hard your bones are!" His fists were like steel, and he knocked the skeleton soldiers away one by one.

A female cultivator, staff in hand, her eyes flashing with cold light, cursed at a skeletal dragon: "You wretched creature, how dare you invade our Kunlun Mountain territory! I will destroy you with my own hands!" She chanted a spell, releasing a powerful magic that trapped the skeletal dragon within an energy barrier.

Another cultivator swung his massive battle axe, his voice deep and thunderous, roaring at a giant skeleton warrior: "You think you're invincible just because you're big? Cut him down!" He swung his battle axe heavily at the skeleton warrior, knocking him to the ground.

A cultivator brandished his sword, his gaze as cold as winter, and shouted at a skeleton warrior, "You undead dare to invade my Kunlun Mountain! You're courting death!" His sword danced like the wind, fast as lightning, each strike a fatal blow that the skeleton warrior could not withstand.

Another cultivator roared, his fists like thunder as he howled at a group of skeleton warriors: "This land is where I cultivate, how dare you defile it! Take this!" His fists were like iron, striking the skeleton warriors hard, the sound of bones cracking echoing in the air.

A female monk brandished her staff, her voice icy cold, and sneered at a skeletal dragon, "What kind of monster do you think you are? I'll show you what's what!" She unleashed powerful magical energy, enveloping the skeletal dragon and rendering it immobile.

Another cultivator, wielding a battle axe, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit, roared at a tall skeleton warrior: "You think strength can crush everything? I'll show you how ridiculous your mistake is!" He swung his battle axe, unleashing a storm of attacks that forced the skeleton warrior into a retreat.

A cultivator raised his greatsword high, his gaze sharp as a blade, and roared at a group of skeleton warriors: "Skeleton scum, I will make you taste the flavor of hell!" With a swing of his sword, a powerful gust of wind tore through the air, cleaving a skeleton warrior in two, blood splattering all over the ground.

Another cultivator sneered, holding a dagger and hissing at a skeletal dragon: "You think your resurrection can threaten us? Wishful thinking!" She moved nimbly through the skeletal dragon's attacks, her dagger slicing through the air and killing it instantly.

A male cultivator clenched his fists, his eyes burning with rage, and shouted at a skeleton soldier, "Die, you insignificant undead!" His fists were like iron hammers, each swing bringing immense destructive power, and the skeleton soldier was as fragile as paper in front of him.

Another cultivator, wielding a long spear, her eyes cold as ice, sneered at a tall skeleton warrior, "You heartless monster, you should go see the King of Hell soon!" Her spear pierced through the skeleton warrior's armor like lightning, leaving a gaping hole.

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