1427: C1427 Angry Necromancers

C1427 Angry Necromancers

The angry Necromancy.

A large portion of the Zombie Legion in the south was struck dumb.

They didn't know why their own kind would attack them.

They stood there stupidly without moving. They didn't know if they should fight back or wait for their opponent to devour the Undead Fire Seed in their brain.

In the blink of an eye, countless Zombie had been devoured.

Broken bones scattered all over the ground, and there was no way for him to come back to life.

"What's going on? What happened?"

The Great Elder and the others who were hiding in Zombie noticed this anomaly.

Their reactions were the same as President of the Ghost Tyrant and the others.

This is... Zombie King?

Corpse Mage King...

Heavens! There was also Dark Knight, the ultimate form of the bone dragon, the Phantom Dragon!

Whose The higher ranks of the undead was this? Who was the one who raised them to the highest level?

Why are they attacking us?

Who... who is it! Stand out!

Great Elder Ghost Dragon is furious, he roars...

The other Necromancy were also panicking.

"What are you all waiting for? Wait for your death! Hurry up and give the order to counterattack!"

The Great Elder roared again.

Necromancy and the others immediately realized what was happening and hurriedly gave the order to attack.

However, the Zombie Legion was just too fragile.

Although the enemy's Advanced Undead army was small, they were all elites. One of them could hold up to a hundred.

They were completely unstoppable as they pushed forward.

Not a single one of Zombie's troops could exchange a single round with them, all of their skulls forcefully and brutally crushed, seizing the Undead Fire.

A few hours later, the unusual movements in the south were also discovered by the Six Major Sects's group.

Necromancy, who was commanding the Zombie Legion in the north, also sent people to investigate the situation.

Hua Riyue had a puzzled expression. "An internal conflict has occurred in the Zombie Legion?"

One of her female disciples, hua Manxiang, asked, "Master. There must have been a mutiny, right?"

"A mutiny? Zombie also knew how to mutiny. Your cephalo- must have been kicked by a ghost. What are you thinking about!?"

Hua Riyue rolled her eyes at the female disciple.

The female disciple was dumbfounded. "But they are indeed attacking each other. Zombie is attacking Zombie..."1

The Wild Sword Sect Martial Saint stroked the beard on his chin. "They might be here to steal territory. They are another group of people."

"Sect Leader's analysis makes sense. That must be the case!"

The Martial Saint's senior direct disciple, wu Kong, patted his horse and said.

Kaiser of the imperial family of the Holy Capital. Huang Haoxuan curled his lips. "Ridiculous!"

"I have never heard of Necromancer snatching territories."

"royal father is right. I have never read about it in the ancient books.

As long as they appear, no matter if it is the Eastern and Western Continents, they will be united."

Crown Prince and Huang Tian agreed.

Wu Kong glared. "It doesn't mean you haven't seen it before. Wherever there are people, there will be martial arts world! "

Huang Tian gave him a sideways glance. "They used to be people, but now they are not. Do you think they are like you?!"

"Enough, enough. Stop arguing. There's no time."

Hua Manxiang frowned and stopped him.

At this moment, the pressure on the dragons suddenly lessened.

Most of Zombie had been dispatched to attack the The higher ranks of the undead.

"Black Treasure, all of you just need to block it. Don't waste your energy to attack."

"Leave the rest to Ling Luo."

Zhang Xing said via divine sense.

He could basically relax now.

Solving these Zombie Legion was only a matter of time.

Now, he started to consider finding those Necromancy and killing them.

When Black Treasure heard Zhang Xing's order, his mood relaxed.

Of course, they wouldn't be happy to do so.

Killing these Zombie was too boring and boring.

At first, they were a little excited and excited, but after a day, this passion was gone.

It was far less enjoyable than fighting a living creature with flesh and blood.

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