"This guy is not the Necromantic King, just now this seat and the Ghost Commander were worried that the Necromantic King would run away, so they went to search first, and just now the Ghost Commander Chang Xiao informed this seat that he had found the Necromantic King. Ling Wuchen's body flickered with a suppressive attack on Mu Si and said to Lin Ruo at the same time.

"Isn't this guy the Necromantic King?" Lin Ruo said with some surprise.

"He is the cultivation of the first saint, and the necromantic king has already entered the level of the great sage, let's talk about it when we kill this guy." The long sword in Ling Wuchen's hand let out a piercing scream with every swing.

The space of the genus was slashed by its blades, and a slight crack appeared.

Lin Ruo turned around to attack the other undead, his heart was greatly shaken, and from Ling Wuchen's mouth, Lin Ruo could determine a piece of information, that is, the cultivation of Ling Wuchen and Youquan was above the Great Sage, otherwise he would not have found out that it was the Necromantic King who was the cultivation of the Great Sage.

If Youquan's cultivation did not surpass that of the Necromantic King, then Ling Wuchen would not have come here to attack this Necromantic Leader with confidence.

After Mu Si was suppressed by Ling Wuchen, Ye Zhen, Lie Yan, Ouyang Zhen and Zhan Peng freed up their hands to attack the group of undead, among these four people, two were emperor-level peaks and two half-saints, which were much higher than the cultivation of the undead, and immediately gave a great impact to the group of undead.

The Origin Ice Sword in Moon Shadow's hand is very domineering, and some beginner-level undead are directly attacked by it, and the energy circulating in the bones will freeze, and then they will be killed by it because of their slow moves.

The flame of the Void Flying Feather is the most restrained Netherworld energy in addition to the light energy, and its flame slash attack, few undead can resist it, even the undead at the peak of the emperor level can't withstand the attack, and there are many undead who fall under its origin flame sword.

Most of the members of the Bauhinia Mercenary Group are not enough to be at the imperial level, but the large array composed of eight or nine people has surpassed the battle power of the beginner imperial level, and even compared with the intermediate imperial level, it is not inferior, some people are contained, some people attack, as long as the undead who fall into the encirclement will be killed.

When a person chooses a target, the leader of a team will also choose a weaker undead attack.

At this time, the rows of bones of the undead behind Lin Ruo were all shaken by his fist, and then the spirit control was impacted, and finally killed by Zhu Shenjian.

No matter how much time passed, Lin Ruo didn't know how many he had killed.

"Retreat!" When Ling Wuchen cut off half of his sternum with a sword, Mu Si shouted, knowing that this battle had been lost, and no matter how hard he resisted, the loss would be even greater.

Just as Moose shouted, Ling Wuchen's body rose into the air, and the long sword in his hand cut out a silver match, rushing to Moos's body like a galaxy pouring down, drowning Moos, and at the same time interrupting Moos's voice.

When the silver light dissipated, Mu Si split into two halves from his head to his body and fell, what Ling Wuchen sent out just now was his special move Heavenly Spirit Sword Technique that he had cultivated for nearly three thousand years, of course Mu Si couldn't resist it.

However, with Moose's shout, the undead began to retreat.

In the absence of the Necronomicon, Moos's order is the supreme order of the undead team.

When the morale was gone, the undead team was defeated like a mountain, and they all retreated in embarrassment.

At this time, a group of people from the Tian Yuan Continent, who were willing to let the undead retreat like this, began to chase and kill behind.

"Lin Ruo, I'll leave the rest to you, I'll go over there first. After Ling Wuchen finished speaking, his body flickered and disappeared, and he rushed towards the place where Youquan and the Necromantic King were fighting.

Ling Wuchen knew that the Necromantic King was no match for Youquan, but he was extremely treacherous, otherwise he would have killed him last time.

At this time, Youquan and the Necromantic King are chasing each other, and the Necromantic King is now bent on escaping, as long as he is caught up by Youquan, he will turn around and resist a few moves, and then continue to run.

The Necronomicon King knew very well that he was not the opponent of Youquan, and there was only one way to escape, and now he was running towards the Nine Evil Lands, and he knew that for Youquan, only the White Bone River was his forbidden area.

The Necromantic King's idea is good, but where is it so smooth, Youquan can be in charge of the Nine Evil Lands for thousands of years, and the strong cultivation is something he couldn't think of before, and the bones on his body are more and more scars, and his collarbones have been cut off by Youquan's sword.

This is also the high strength of the bones of the Necromantic King, otherwise it would have been split in half by Youquan.

Just when a man and an undead chased him for hundreds of miles, Ling Wuchen came.

"How's the junior brother?" asked Youquan as he attacked.

"That deputy commander of his has been killed by my junior brother, and their subordinates are now on the run, as long as it is settled, the matter will be a foregone conclusion. Ling Wuchen's body flashed, and when he reached the front of the Necromantic King's escape route, the long sword in his hand swung out a sword light.

"Shameless!" The Necromantic King watched Ling Wuchen make a move, and his mouth made a sound that stimulated people's brains.

"It's okay if you're not shameless, don't run if you have the ability!" took out a sword, forcing the Necromantic King back, Ling Wuchen's long sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and did not continue to attack.

The Necromantic King was bent on escaping, and Youquan really had a headache, thinking that the Necromantic King's body and bones were extremely strong, and as long as he attacked him, he would resist hard.

If it is a flesh and blood body, hard resistance to the attack, it will cause blood boiling and have a great impact on combat effectiveness, but the Necromantic King is not, the backshock after the hard resistance, there is no harm to it, once it is hard to touch, it will then run away with the power of the countershock, this is also the most helpless place of Youquan, now there is Ling Wuchen to stop, the Necromantic King can't escape, Youquan has the confidence to kill it quickly.

The escape route was blocked by Ling Wuchen, and the Necromantic King had no choice but to turn around and face Youquan.

Time slipped away little by little, two quarters of an hour passed, and the Necronomicon King couldn't hold on, he had already been slashed twice by Youquan, and his shoulder blades and sternum were severely damaged, which had already affected his battle.

"One more move, Heavenly Evil Slash!" As soon as there was a hard touch, before the Necromantic King could stand firmly, Youquan held the battle with both hands and slashed fiercely at the Necromantic King.

The Heavenly Evil Slash is the trick of the first great commander of the Netherworld, and this trick has also been soaked in the Youquan for nearly three or four thousand years, and its attainments are extremely profound, and now it feels that the timing is not good, so it is sent out, and it wants to give the Necromantic King a fatal blow.

This sword gang was like a dragon emerging from the region, with an aura of suppression, terror, and annihilation, and it made a piercing explosion sound as it advanced, and cracks the thickness of an arm appeared in the space.

"Death strikes!" The Necromantic King couldn't avoid it, and he also held the war knife with both hands and slashed out.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the sword of the Necromantic King was shattered by the energy of the Heavenly Evil Slash of the Hidden Spring.

Shattering the sword sent out by the Necromantic King, the energy of the Heavenly Demon Exhibition continued to advance, slashing at the Necromantic King's body, entering through his chest and abdomen, and emerging from his back, cutting a large transparent hole half a foot wide.

The Dead King, who had been hit hard, let out a terrifying howl that seemed to come from hell, and his legs shook and his body soared into the sky, still intending to escape.

The Heavenly Evil Slash brought a serious blow to the Necromantic King, but it only hit its combat effectiveness, the injury was not fatal, as long as it did not attack its soul, destroying its body was not a fatal blow.

"Want to run? The sword in Youquan's hand swung out from the bottom up.

The black blade tore through the space and caught up with the Necromantic King, splitting his legs in half from his shoulders to his shoulders.

A sword bolt was issued, and Youquan threw a punch with his left hand, blasting it at the head of the Necromantic King, who was carrying only one shoulder.

"Bang!" With an explosion, the Necromantic King's head was shattered by the fist, and a gray-black soul bead fell from mid-air.

"Haha! Youquan stretched out his left hand and grabbed the Necromantic King's soul bead in his hand.

"Congratulations, senior brother. "The undead have always been a problem in the Nine Evil Lands, not only the headache of Youquan, but also Ling Wuchen's heart disease, now that the Necromantic King has been eliminated, the undead in the future will be a group of dragons without a leader, and they will no longer form a large-scale team.

"It's really worth congratulating, let's go and see how the battle is going over there, we have to try our best to destroy more of the undead, kill some more, and reduce the harm of the undead.

Youquan's body flickered, rushing towards the battlefield where the masters of the Tian Yuan Continent were fighting with the undead.

At this time, the masters of the Tian Yuan Continent and the undead were chasing each other, and the undead did not stop fighting at all, they all ran towards the valley of no return, and as long as they fell, they were killed.

In the chase battle, the ordinary members of the Bauhinia Mercenary Group couldn't catch up, after all, there was a huge gap between the emperor level and the emperor level, and there was a world of difference in speed.

Lin Ruo was at the front of the chasing team, as long as he was caught up by him, he couldn't escape, and if he was attacked by his fist of the undead, his soul must be shaken, and then the attack of his spirit control technique would work.

As soon as the attack of the Spiritual Technique worked, the attacked undead must have fallen into a moment when the soul stopped functioning, and this moment would be hit by Lin Ruo's name.

If it is an ordinary fist gang and palm gang, it will not have such an effect, but the pranya fist is a mastery of Buddhism in ancient times, and it has a certain restraint effect on dark energy, so as long as it is bombarded, the damage to the undead is great.

"Let's help collect the soul beads!" Mengxi said as she looked at the team behind her, and then at the remains of the undead in front of her.

"Everyone, pay attention to one thing, the undead killed by Moon Shadow, Void Elder, Elder Qin, Chairman Ye, and Exhibition Leader all have certain characteristics, and each person collects one person's, and I will collect the group leader. Han Shui Yao said.

The chase battle has been going on, although a lot of them have been killed, but the number of undead is huge, Lin Ruo and a few people can't kill them, and I don't know how long the chase lasts, and the undead ran to the valley of no return.