Volume 3, Chapter 117: Mutation.
The high priest looked at Zhou Heisan and chose to worship him, "New emperor of the undead clan, I have finally waited for you to appear."
This scene really confused the group of undead soldiers. Their bloodlines were locked and the spirit of the undead could not be mobilized, but the second-in-command of the tribe was now kneeling down to the enemy.
The situation was in a mess, and there was no thought of fighting at all, so he had no choice but to compromise.
The most important thing, however, is that after the Frost Dragon appeared, the undead they summoned had completely broken free from their control and were now charging towards the battle formation of their allied Tian clan.
"Submit and you can live."
As the undead lowered their heads, Frost Snow's brows became more and more furrowed, and he passively fought with Dao who was holding a spear in front of him, but his mind was no longer on the battlefield.
The Tian clan was completely stunned. On the front battlefield, there were three women coming towards them. One of them controlled destruction, one controlled thunder, and the others drove light and darkness.
While they were parrying, a group of undead suddenly rushed over from the side and started to kill them like crazy.
"Damn undead, how can you attack your own people?"
"Damn it, what the hell is going on."
"Hold on, hold on, don't panic, they only have a thousand people, don't panic..."
Changhe's surprise attack caught the opponent off guard.
The people of the Dead Souls Clan were restricted, the Undead turned against them, and the war beasts that the Beast Tamers Clan relied on most got out of control, which turned the originally good situation around in an instant.
Ye Tingmu rushed into the elves' battle formation alone and also achieved unexpected results.
Although the other side now has more than 5 million soldiers and armored personnel, 2 million of them are equivalent to indirectly losing their combat capability.
The beasts of the Beast Tamer Clan have always suppressed others by blood. As one of the ten spirits of chaos, the Starry Sky Beast possesses the noblest blood in the universe. These war beasts simply cannot disobey such an existence.
However, the Undead clan is different from the other clans. They have always cultivated the spirit of the dead and practiced the spirit of killing.
The special skills caused them to become overly dependent on the Nine-Life Black Lotus, which locked up their bloodline power and made them lose their ability to fight.
Unless their strength can break through immortality, they will not be able to escape.
Although those powerful immortals could barely restrain themselves, they were unable to make any effective response, let alone the ability to resist.
As the lord of the undead, the Frost Dragon can directly control these undead, which is equivalent to having an extra army for no reason.
The elite Legion of Light of the Tianyi Clan was massacred back then. Although they have now gathered a million-strong army again, the quality is far inferior to that of the original Knights of Light. They are facing sneak attacks from the undead and head-on attacks from a group of peak immortal masters.
For a moment, we fell into a passive situation.
As for the other two battle formations.
Although Feng He and others did not gain an absolute advantage, they were able to create a restraining effect in a short period of time.
As for Ye Tingmu, he was just killing people indiscriminately.
The watcher saw it all and could only feel anxious, because the incident in front of her kept haunting her, leaving her with no way to escape and no time to care about anything else.
In the war between the strong in the starry sky, the number of people is certainly important, but it is not the only criterion for judging victory or defeat.
The right time, place and people can also influence the situation of a battle, but strength is the ultimate king.
Only fists can ultimately determine the outcome of a battle.
Moreover, when the difference in the number of people between the two sides is too great, it will lead to the current situation where the other side is completely unable to deploy its formation.
It is also impossible to deploy all the troops at the first time.
In addition, the surprise attack caught the opponent off guard, so at this time, they had a slight advantage.
Constantly reaping the lives of the five immortal saints in the Land of Eternity.
At this moment, no matter whether it was the four immortals or the millions of troops, they couldn't help but feel confused.
Why did they suffer a great loss in the confrontation between the two parties, which were obviously very different from each other?
And it seems like they have no way to deal with each other.
The morale of the army also began to become restless at this moment.
Some lost the desire to fight, some switched sides, and some quietly retreated away.
There is absolutely no order at all.
They knew in their hearts that if they continued like this, they would most likely be completely crushed by the other side and become a pile of loose sand.
But they had no choice, the battlefield was too chaotic at that moment and everyone was fighting on their own.
The most important thing is that the immortal strongmen simply have no time to command them.
The immortal warriors they faced were not as weak as they imagined. It could even be said that they were stronger than them. If they were not careful, they would fall into the hands of the other party.
So I had to concentrate all my energy on dealing with it.
Just when everyone felt helpless, a black-robed messenger appeared at the Gate of Eternity.
The moment he appeared, he attracted the attention of people from the five tribes present.
"It's the messenger of the Immortal King. The messenger has arrived."
"Great, the Immortal King is about to take action."
They seemed a little excited.
When the man in black robe appeared, he began to command the army.
Under his command of thought, the King of the Hill broke free from the restraint of the burial body, came to the front of the main army, and smashed down with a hammer, splitting the battlefield in two.
Then the armies of the five tribes began to shrink their defenses at this moment. They were not divided by ethnicity, but were evenly distributed based on strength, forming a rectangular battle formation.
They began to surround the people from Changhe.
By the way, on the Gate of Eternity, between the two bright stars, a golden beam of light suddenly appeared. The moment the beam of light appeared.
The originally restless beast tide began to calm down, and the suppressed undead clan and the strange power that imprisoned them mysteriously disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, the beam of light swept across the undead battle formation, and at this moment, the undead were completely disintegrated by this light, returning to where they came from.
Ye Tingmu felt all of this, and he knew very well in his heart that it was the Immortal King who took action.
Although the person has not arrived yet, his magical powers have already arrived ahead of him and began to stir up the battle situation.
And he could feel that the other party was really strong.
The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly. The armies of the five tribes, which had been fighting each other in chaos just now, rearranged themselves at this moment.
The thousands of immortals from Changhe who had just been charging into the battlefield without any scruples were now surrounded by the enemy, and the battlefield was shrinking continuously.
Stuck in a deadlock.
Ye Tingmu knew that the current situation was very unfavorable to him. He did not dare to delay and controlled the burial body and his main body and rushed towards the Gate of Eternity.
He wanted to kill the man in black robe, so as to break this impasse.
However, at this moment, the Hill King, Moon, descended from the sky and stood in front of him.
"King of the Changhe River, your opponent is me, hahaha!"
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