Chapter 77 What’s yours is mine, and what’s mine is still mine!
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"Oh no, why are all the dead kings from all directions gathered together!" Han Ji's face instantly turned gloomy when he saw this.
This group of people can suppress the corpses of the mountain, but with the addition of the seven dead kings, they are obviously unable to do so.
"President Han Ji, don't panic, leave the mountain corpse to me!" Wang Feng said.
After saying this, he flipped his palm, and a totem bead exuding an ancient aura appeared in his hand.
"It's decided to be you! Go ahead, Black Snake!"
Before he finished speaking, he threw the totem bead into the air.
In an instant, blue-black fog emerged without warning, rapidly expanding and spreading, covering most of the battlefield.
Wherever the fog passed, countless undead souls were swallowed up silently without even a wailing sound.
"Good guy! So you brought the totem black snake!" When Zhu Meng saw this scene, a light of hope suddenly ignited in his eyes, and he couldn't help but shout loudly.
In the dark blue mist, a thick snake tail suddenly swung out, with unmatched force, and lashed towards the corpse of the mountain.
Bang——!
The mountain corpse was caught off guard, and its huge body was shaken by the attack and retreated repeatedly, even crushing several unlucky corpses.
"Good!" Han Ji couldn't help but applaud when he saw this scene.
"Lu Huan, Zhu Meng, Yao Ting...you go and intercept the other six dead kings. Make sure you stop them!" Han Ji quickly gave the order.
Among all the people present, only he and Lu Huan have the strength to fight against the Eight-Direction Dead King in a duel.
But the situation is critical now, and he can only hope that these super-class mages who have not used their full strength for many years can delay the dead king.
"yes!"
Lu Huan took the order and went to find the Lord of the Underworld first. He started with a [Sea Emperor's Roar], and huge waves swept away in an instant.
Zhu Meng activated his supernatural power and joined forces with Li Yujian to fight against the White Corpse King.
The two military leaders Fei Jiao and Yao Ting were not willing to be outdone and went straight to the Red Skull Demon Lord.
The other super-class mages also joined the battle, each stopping a dead king.
However, except for Lu Huan, everyone else could only struggle to hold on and barely delay the death of the king.
"Cousin, President Han Ji, you guys go and provide support too. Leave the remaining kilometer to me!" Wang Feng said to Han Ji and Ye Chang.
"Can you...?" Han Ji hesitated.
Wang Feng and his group are the last hope of the ancient capital. If they are swallowed by the undead, the ancient capital will no longer have any hope.
"Of course!" Wang Feng smiled slightly, and then his mind moved, and the two heavenly-grade magic tools [Black Snake Sky Armor] and [Dome Lord Wings] instantly covered his whole body.
Then, he activated two [Blade Fields] at the same time. Hundreds of feather blades and sword blades appeared around him, sweeping towards the undead on the ground like a storm.
"Hundred Flame Field - Open!"
Wang Feng let out a low roar, and blazing flames burst out from his body. A crimson area with a radius of one hundred meters spread out with him as the center.
Without exception, the undead in the area began to spontaneously combust, and the death energy was quickly converted into magic energy, continuously replenishing Wang Feng's consumption.
"Master" Ye Chang opened her mouth.
"Go quickly!" Wang Feng shouted.
"Be careful." Ye Chang nodded, and then flew towards the Ghost King.
"President, you should go too. With the Black Snake here, the Mountain Corpse and the Nine Nether Queen won't be able to stop us."
As Wang Feng spoke, several vines appeared on his palms and tied around the waists of Mo Fan and the others.
"Okay, I wish you all prosperity in the magic path!" Han Ji saw that Wang Feng was so powerful, and without hesitation, he turned around and went to support him.
Wang Feng, along with Mo Fan and the others, moved forward rapidly along the road opened up by the black snake.
…
Although the Mountain Corpse and the Black Snake are both supreme monarchs, there is still a gap between monarchs.
As an ancient totem creature, the Black Snake possesses the totem power and totem skills unique to totem creatures. Although the Black Snake cannot completely defeat the Mountain Corpse, it has no problem suppressing it.
In the blue-black mist, the huge body of the black snake clashed fiercely with the corpse of the mountain. Every collision caused earth-shaking vibrations.
The roar of the mountain corpse and the hum of the black snake intertwined together, as if two ancient beasts were fighting for hegemony over heaven and earth!
…
Suddenly, Mo Fan shouted in a terrified tone, "Old Wang, there are three corpse ministers ahead!"
"Stop making noise, I'm not blind!" Wang Feng snorted coldly.
Then the fire element around Wang Feng suddenly surged, the temperature rose sharply, and the surrounding air even began to distort.
In the palm of his left hand, an orange-red fireball the size of a ping-pong ball slowly condensed, shining as brightly as a small sun, instantly illuminating the surrounding darkness.
"Explosive Sun Bomb!"
The fireball streaked across the night sky, heading straight for the three corpse ministers with destructive force.
The moment it came into contact with the corpse ministers, the fireball suddenly exploded, and the scorching flames swept over like a raging wave, completely engulfing the three corpse ministers.
boom--!
Amidst the deafening explosion, the corpse minister's body turned to ashes in the flames, leaving not even a trace of debris.
The aftermath of the flames even burned all the surrounding undead, clearing a wide path.
"What the hell! What kind of magic is this!"
Mo Fan stared at the scene with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
In his understanding, the Sky Flame Funeral was not like this, and the Sky Flame Funeral definitely did not have such terrifying power!
At the same time, Feijiao, who was fighting fiercely with the Red Skull Lord, also noticed the situation here.
He glanced in Wang Feng's direction, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but blurt out:
"Why?! That's my transcendental power!"
…
When they were one kilometer away from the entrance of Shayuan, a charming voice suddenly came to Wang Feng's ears.
The voice was like a gentle breeze, carrying a hint of subtle temptation.
"You're here after all~"
The figure of Queen Jiuyou quietly appeared not far from them, her dress fluttering in the wind, like a fairy under the moon.
If this wasn't the battlefield of the undead, Mo Fan, Fang Gu, and the others would have almost mistaken her for "White Moonlight"!
"What? You want to stop me from entering the Shayuan?" Wang Feng looked at Jiuyou vigilantly.
Jiuyou covered her lips and chuckled softly, her voice as sweet as a silver bell: "Of course not, not only will I not stop you, I will also protect you from passing through the Shayuan safely~"
Upon hearing this, the fear in Zhang Xiaohou and Mo Fan's eyes instantly turned into gossip.
Zhang Xiaohou couldn't help but mutter, "Oh my god, is Brother Wang really that charming? He can even charm a female ghost..."
Mo Fan couldn't help but interrupt, "Old Wang's luck with love is a bit outrageous. He even doesn't let go of the undead?"
Wang Feng glared at them, then looked at Jiuyou and said coldly: "No need, the best help you can give is to stay away from us."
Jiuyou covered her lips and chuckled softly, her voice as sweet as a silver bell: "Oh~ Why don't you believe me? I really don't mean any harm~"
"Humph! The dead king of Bafang is blocking the door. Is this what you call having no ill intentions?"
(End of this chapter)
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