Corpse people all over the mountains rushed from all directions, with their bodies strong and powerful. The simple fortifications established in front of the village could not stop them for a moment.

Among them, there are many corpse men who still retain their martial arts skills during their lifetime. Their skin is as tough as a skin, and they have gradually become horny. In addition, they are not afraid of death without any pain, and they are all fighting against ten.

These enhanced corpse men took off their light skills and picked up their weapons from their lives and rushed into the crowd, causing chaos. In the thick night, the cold light shone between the weapons and sparks splashed.

In a moment, the melee covered the entire Wuling Village. On the Wuling Village, the witch priests from the Bu Tianwu Sect sang ancient and desolate battle songs, waved the witch stick in their hands, giving them the courage to be fearless and the power to surpass their own limits!

All the people of the mountain tribe are believers who worship the mountain gods. They believe that their bodies as strong as gold and iron and body refining techniques are all gifts from the mountain gods. They have been running in the mountains since they were young and refining their bodies with waterfalls. They only believe in their own strength. At this time, they are the backbone of fighting head-on with corpses.

The Flower Clan, which is highly respected by women and the Flower Clan, is also constantly blooming in its battle with corpses. They travel around the battlefield like colorful butterflies. As long as they encounter the injured normal human race, as long as they are not too serious, they can almost heal in a moment. The pollen they carry with them is even more energetic and quicker to react.

At this time, Fang Yixiu, who was standing on a high place, saw Tang Shuyan like a tiger entering the flock of sheep.

Like a goshawk, flying down the pyramid, Fang Yixiu stabbed Tang Shuyan with all her strength and stabbed him at the slaughter of Tang Shuyan.

Now Tang Shuyan is becoming stronger and stronger. After sweeping away a Bu tribe member in front of him, he didn't even look at him, but turned around and tried to grab Fang Yixiu's flute.

Fang Yixiu, who had already shot a flick, immediately stabbed and swept it. The sound of the flute was sobbing, and Tang Shuyan was covered in tincture oil.

Fang Yixiu saw that the tinea oil was successful and immediately shouted: "Shoot the arrow!"

I saw the Wu tribe archers who had already ambushed the tower took out their arrows and ignited them with secret techniques, and shot them out quickly. The fire arrows were like starry rain in the dark night, shooting straight towards Tang Shuyan.

Instinctively pushed the flying arrow away, but still touched the flames. Tang Shuyan was immediately burned into a fireman.

But she didn't seem to care, and she sucked her body and turned her red flame into black and continued to burn, just like an evil ghost who had just returned from hell, making people shudder and daunted!

Fortunately, the goal had been achieved. Under a shrill howl, Tang Shuyan, possessed by Black Flame, took anger towards Fang Yixiu regardless of the others around her, and Fang Yixiu quickly fled to the center of Wuling Village.

"I have already led the Corpse King into the formation, and the rest will depend on you!"

Fang Yixiu said to the people in the formation.

"No problem, this corpse king will die today!" The great witch priest of the Tianwu Sect said slowly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
Chapter completed!