Volume 3, Chapter 55: Reinforcements from the Boundary Sea.
The emperor was stunned for a moment, stopped his attack, and instantly defended himself, blocking the swift sword intent, and his body also stopped.
He looked up in the direction of the sound and saw a figure falling from the sky, holding a long sword and slashing down here.
"I'll kill you."
The man was like a madman. The anger in his eyes turned into blood mist that filled the corners of his eyes. His sword turned into a tornado that attacked and killed people.
He also passed by Guanqi and rushed towards him.
"Damn it, why is there another one?"
Without hesitation, he activated all the magic powers of the heavens to meet the enemy.
A roar sounded, and sword energy like a tornado raged across the place.
The person who came was Yue Mingfeng. At this moment, he was even crazier than Ye Tingmu. He stabbed and slashed randomly with a long sword in his hand.
As if he was crazy, just like a berserker swordsman going berserk.
He swung the sword in his hand again and again, venting his immense anger towards the emperor in front of him.
The moment he saw Guan Qi, he went crazy. His little apprentice, the light that once illuminated him, was actually hurt like that.
He awakened the demon sleeping in his body. At this moment, he only wanted to chop the enemies into pieces and mince them into meat sauce.
The emperor who took action had no ability to resist when facing such a crazy attack from the opponent. He could only be beaten passively and fell into a disadvantage.
The arrogance just now is gone, and there is only panic.
"Why are you guys just standing there? Come and help me."
However, no one in the coalition army moved at this time, because a horn sounded from the horizon.
When they looked up, they saw countless rainbows coming from the sea behind the black palace.
Then another dragon roar came, making their hearts tremble at this moment.
The first to arrive was the Frost Dragon. Its body, which covered the sky and the sun, landed steadily on the black hall. Its wings flapped wildly, stirring up thousands of waves. Its blue eyes burned with flames, but extreme coldness emanated from its body.
Sweeping forward, it roared to the sky, and the dragon's roar shook the earth.
“Ouch!”
At this moment, all the undead were stunned. They looked at the giant dragon and felt a storm in their hearts.
The Frost Dragon is the war beast of the ancestors of the Undead Clan and is also the strongest undead beast among the Undead Clan. Its figure can be seen all over the totem history books of the Undead Clan.
Its appearance is also engraved in the mind of every member of the Undead clan.
The dragon's roar caused the undead they summoned to lower their heads, and they uncontrollably bowed and worshipped the giant frost dragon, as if they were welcoming their king.
At this moment, they were certain that this was the totem of their undead clan—the Frost Dragon.
"It's the Frost Dragon, the war beast of our ancestors."
"Oh my god, someone come wake me up, what the hell is going on..."
"It appeared. The Frost Dragon really exists..."
At this moment, even the immortals of the Undead Clan who were fighting with Ye Tingmu also sensed the breath of the Frost Dragon. The moment they saw it, they were shocked, and the degree of shock was no less than the appearance of Ye Tingmu just now.
Their totems have been resurrected and appeared on the battlefield, seemingly on the opposite side of them.
And the next second, a man walked out from the back of the frost dragon. The man's eyes were empty, but in his hand, he was holding a black lotus.
The moment the lotus appeared, their bodies seemed to be imprisoned by an unknown energy, and they could no longer look away.
The undead energy in his body also became chaotic at this moment, and a blood pressure came from the man's body.
They were panicked, completely panicked. They had never felt such a sense of oppression even in front of the ancestor of the current undead clan, the only immortal strongman.
"What's going on, old ghost? Why are you standing there?" A warrior from the Tianyi clan shouted at the undead messenger who was standing motionless in the battle.
The messenger of the Undead Clan had a dull look in his eyes and only said one sentence.
"The Ninth Black Lotus has chosen its master. The Emperor of the Dead has returned."
“It’s inexplicable.”
"That's impossible."
At this moment, the eight immortals belonging to the Undead Clan stopped their attacks one after another. Facing the Nine-Life Black Lotus, they looked at each other with trance and at a loss in their eyes.
Seeing the Black Lotus is like seeing our emperor. All members of the Undead clan must submit. This is the ancestral teaching and it is also the blood mark engraved in their bones.
At this moment, the black lotus appeared, and an invisible energy moved their blood. It was as if a voice in their minds kept repeating, "Stop, don't move."
And they had no resistance to such voices, or they had no way to resist them at all.
I could only surrender unconditionally, and no desire to fight could arise in my heart.
The power of their clan comes from the Nine Generations Black Lotus. Whoever obtains this lotus can control the undead clan. This is the suppression that comes from blood.
They had no way to resist and could only surrender.
The battlefield also changed with the appearance of the Nine Black Lotuses and the Frost Dragon. At this moment, the Undead lost their ability to fight.
They had no choice but to stop because that was the order of the new emperor of the Undead clan.
The elf woman's expression became increasingly ugly. This was something unexpected and a fact she could not accept.
“Damn it.”
But she couldn't change it. The most urgent thing was to kill Ye Tingmu as soon as possible.
"Attack with all your strength, quickly." She gave the order again. The other four tribes' immortal masters and the two messengers also knew the seriousness of the situation. It was very likely that the appearance of the Ninth Generation Black Lotus would cause the Undead Clan to turn against them.
Moreover, the fighting power of the frost dragon is beyond their ability to shake. They must kill Ye Tingmu in front of them as quickly as possible, otherwise the war will most likely fail.
They no longer held back and began to attack with all their might.
At the same time, figures fell in front of Guanqi from the end of the sky.
Guanqi looked at the familiar figures, tears in his eyes and an excited smile on his pale face.
"Master chef, second brother, third brother, little sister...you are all here."
The rolling thoughts were like huge waves bursting through the dam at this moment, roaring in her ears. If the thoughts had a sound, it would have been deafening.
As Qingfeng and his companions arrived one after another, the Star Turtle also landed at this moment, appearing from a distance with three warships on its back. Its huge figure covered the sky and the sun.
At this moment, the army of the Five Immortal Gods was a little panicked. The sudden appearance of reinforcements from the sea boundary made them feel fearful, and the murderous aura from those figures was constantly shocking their hearts.
Feng He and Qing Feng were always looking forward. Like Ye Tingmu, there was only murderous intent in their eyes, overwhelming murderous intent.
If anger had a voice, it would surely resonate loudly at this moment.
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