The Skeleton Chieftain was in an even more miserable state. Half of his face was gone, and the edges of his wounds were covered with traces of lightning burns.
One arm was also severed.
It's just miserable.
At this time, they had to rely on each other's support and use all their means to barely save their lives under the attack of Elder Sun.
Hearing that the Skeleton Chief was thinking of retreating, the Eyeless Priest's expression became ferocious.
"Before the expedition, the Son of God and the Great Chief warned us that we must not retreat, but must die in battle. Otherwise, the entire tribe would be sacrificed!"
"Don't forget, the children in the tribe..."
"Today, we have no choice but to fight to the death. We must use the art of sacrifice to summon the will of the Desert God!"
Hearing this, the Skeleton Chief became silent for a moment, and then became determined again.
"Hey, you two little dwarfs from the Yellow Sand Tribe, have you finished your last words?"
Elder Sun sneered.
He raised the thunder in the sky and began to gather the power of thunder and lightning from the nine heavens, preparing to use a big move to send them to the west in one fell swoop.
But he discovered that the two little leaders of the Huangsha tribe below actually began to hold hands and chant some ethereal spells.
Then, their bodies, as well as the bodies of millions of surviving Huangsha warriors nearby, suddenly became weak at the same time.
Neither magical powers nor swords can harm them!
An extremely terrifying aura began to gather in the sky.
As these bodies grew weaker, the aura became more and more obvious.
"Huh?"
"What kind of witchcraft!"
"Heaven, thunder!"
Elder Sun roared angrily, swung the thunder sword in his hand, and countless thunders fell directly!
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