Whoosh whoosh. A series of dark green meteors rose from the ground and rushed towards the sky. I don't know what method the evil spirit of the tomb used. But Su Chen knew that it was the hidden Spirit Race that finally made a move. The spirit race is not only a master of mind manipulation, but also a master of arcane magic. After realizing that the various spiritual methods they relied on had no effect on the Promise Sect, they finally began to focus on arcane arts. Those dark green meteors are pure arcane, counter-current meteors. Seven-ring arcane, with strong corrosive power, as a single-attack arcane, there are thousands of them at this moment, forcibly turning individual attack methods into undifferentiated all-airspace attacks. The arcane magic chosen by the spirit races is also very accurate. The most powerful thing about the counter-current flying star is not its lethality, but its powerful penetration ability to break the shield. This is extremely practical for the Promise Sect, who relies on the formation method to resist attacks. Seeing the anti-current flying star appearing at this moment, Su Chen snorted and pointed down with one hand, and a spatial ripple suddenly appeared. boom! At the moment when the violent spatial fluctuations formed, nine out of ten of them were swept by the approaching counter-current flying stars. This spatial fluctuation is so powerful that it is equivalent to Su Chen's single shot that offset the attacks of the Ten Thousand Spirit Races, making everyone stupid. Promise number here is cheered: "! Mighty sovereign" Su Shen is sigh, look at the hands of a shiny jade just disappeared, he said:. "Unfortunately, they catch me a space equipment" Zhu Xianyao smiled next to him: "The husband is not anxious, what we still have is." Su Chen continued to sigh: "The family is limited, if you don't know how to live, you will always lose everything." While speaking, the sky and the ground are already two. The rounds of attacks are interchanged, all of which are powerful shocks. At the front and back, the orc raptor and the servant army also rushed forward, and together with the mountain-shaped fierce spirit, launched a full-scale duel with the Promise Sect. This is the second large-scale frontal confrontation between Wujizong and the Spirit Race since entering the Dark Realm, but it is also a truly intense confrontation. Last time in the ghost garden, the purpose of the spirit race was to poison behind their backs. The so-called duel was just a cover. But in the Palace of Death, everyone really struggled. Relying on the tyrannical power of the mountain-shaped fierce spirit, the Spirit Race dared to attack from the front for the first time. To put it bluntly, that is, relying on the presence of a large meat shield, you can output firepower to your heart's content. Not to mention, the spirit race that can export to the fullest is still quite terrifying. Each of these spirit races are old monsters that have lived for more than a thousand years, with strong source power, and any one of them can release arcane magic above the fourth or fifth level, and the high-level elders are even more powerful than the eighth level. It is also due to the perversion of the Promise Sect. Otherwise, in terms of the ratio of the strong, no one really can compare to the spirit race. As the race with the highest ratio of strong people, it was abruptly suppressed by the human race. This can only be said to be their misfortune. After they lose their quantitative advantages, they lose even their quality advantages, which is doomed to defeat. The mountain-shaped fierce spirit is still whistling, it is like an immortal giant rushing violently, mighty and powerful, even the light of the candle dragon Gu Qingluo is suppressed by it. However, even though it was powerful, it could not break the Wujizong's tens of thousands of people formation. The Wujizong used two thousand formations to resist in turn, easily resisting the attack of the mountain-shaped fierce spirits, while others wanted to kill the orcs and servants. The attacking spirit family seems to be powerful, but the initiative has always been firmly held in the hands of Wujizong. Appearing to realize this, a strange wave suddenly appeared in the city. A peculiar mental fluctuation whirled up again, with inexplicable sadness and endless desolation, even Li Chongshan and the others were infected with a layer of sadness inexplicably. "Finally, are you going to come up with the last resort?" Su Chen snorted coldly. He never thought that the mountain-shaped fierce spirit and the spirit clan's attack were their last support here. If the spirit clan dared to confront the Promise Sect, they must have a stronger dependence. At this moment, along with the inexplicable grief, one by one spirit race appeared in the sky, flying towards the mountain-shaped fierce spirit. They flew extremely slowly, as if they were performing some ritual. Su Chen frowned: "Stop them!" Gu Qingluo stretched out her long sleeves, and a glowing halo spread out, and even the fierce spirit brought the spirit race, and everything enveloped him. This is the breath of the candle dragon. The real candle dragon in the past only took a breath, and destroyed thousands of soldiers and horses of the Austrian tribe, countless magical soldiers. Although Gu Qingluo could not reach that step, even if it was only one thousandth of the mighty power. Terrible. However, when this candle dragon breath was used, the bodies of those spirit races suddenly disappeared, and then at the same time, they flew towards the mountain-shaped fierce spirit one by one, so they were submerged in the mountain-shaped fierce spirit. The mountain-shaped fierce spirit shook his body suddenly, and a large red light burst out all over his body. Gu Qingluo's candle dragon breath also arrived at this time, hitting the mountain-shaped fierce spirit, and the tyrannical body of the mountain-shaped fierce spirit quickly annihilated. With the power of the candle dragon's breath, at least the small half-body of the mountain-shaped ferocious spirit can be annihilated this time. However, with the red tide, the candle dragon's breath disappeared silently. What awaits is the soaring momentum of the mountain-shaped ferocious spirit. His eyes released a strong brilliance in an instant. It was originally just a muddle-headed existence, and it slowly swallowed its shots, relying mainly on the undead and regenerating body. But after this moment the Bailing Race entered its body, the whole thing became different. Suddenly had spirituality and momentum. It was an unspeakable aura, bloodthirsty, violent, cruel, and full of ferocious looking at his opponent. His blood-filled eyes were filled with endless viciousness, and then he slammed his fist. Bang Bang Bang Bang, four punches in one go. This is four times the speed of his previous shots, which is equivalent to a direct increase in attack power by four times, regardless of his multiplied power. The Promise Sect's Ten Thousand Arrays didn't even have time to change their formations, and they withstood four consecutive attacks in an instant. The sudden increase in attack strength made the Promise Sect disciple's army unbearable for a while, and the blood was boiling, and the source of power surged. The mountain-shaped fierce spirit had jumped up, and unexpectedly a state hit smashed down, followed by a flying kick, making an extremely subtle and extremely fierce fighting movement in an instant. A giant as tall as a mountain suddenly became agile, and he also understood the art of fighting, and his strength growth was leap-forward. The Promise Sect's 10,000-strong army was not prepared, and in the face of this series of blows, it was finally unable to resist it, and it broke apart in a blast. "Reaper! Reaper!" The spirit race in the city already cheered at the same time. The evil spirit of the ancient tomb, known as the god of death, roared and smashed it with one arm. If this blow hits, I am afraid it will crush thousands of disciples in an instant. At the critical moment, all the strong are on top together. Su Chen, Gu Qingluo, Li Chongshan, Chu Yingwan and others flew out one after another. "Seven-blooded world, open!" Su Chen released the seven-blooded world. Gu Qingluo also directly burned the power of the candle dragon to the extreme. A series of powerful source skills bombarded the arm that struck, and Su Chen even slashed six dimensional slashes in one breath. Unfortunately, only six large transparent holes were left, but he couldn't cut his arm. The arm of the god of death is like being bound by countless thin threads, it is difficult to move, but it still moves continuously without stopping. Space barriers, crystal walls, solar flames, and other methods have been used one after another. A little fragrance spreads out quickly. But it was Su Chen Gu Qingluo who lit the original candle of life. At that moment, both of them lighted the original candle of life at the same time, and their strength skyrocketed. Su Chen's cultivation level temporarily mentioned Huangji from Conghua's artistic conception. At that moment, he felt as if he was in a brand new world with a completely different feeling. The world is in your hands! Then he punched. Boom boom boom boom! Eighteen wild and heavy punches were blasted in a row, each with a powerful space force, bombarding the wound of the arm of the god of death. finally. boom! The arm of the god of death broke in the air. The giant arm flew over after leaving the body, hitting hundreds of Promise Sect disciples. However, without the blessing of the power of the god of death, this hammering was no longer so terrible, it just smashed the heavy disciple into serious injuries, but there were still more than 30 Promise Sect disciples who died on the spot. The mountain-shaped fierce spirit roared and backed away a few steps, but the broken arm didn't grow immediately. Su Chen's eyes lit up: "Its Death God form cannot be regenerated!" Although this product was strong after being promoted to Death God, it also lost the ability to regenerate from death. Everyone was immediately excited. At this time, another ten thousand team had flown over to make up. "Defensively!" Lin Shaoxuan shouted hoarsely. At the same time, the mountain-shaped fierce spirit had swished up and kicked out six consecutive kicks against the 10,000-strong formation. After being promoted to Reaper, the attack of this product has almost doubled, and its IQ has also been greatly improved. The attack is quick and ruthless, and its combat power can already compete with the general desolate beasts. It is no wonder that the spirit race relies on him to dare to fight the Promise Sect. . Seeing that this 10,000-strong army was about to be broken up again, and the "God of Reaper" no longer gave them a chance to stop him from breaking through and sweeping away. At this moment, two 10,000-strong army rushed over and the three teams joined forces. , While resisting the death attack. At this point in the battle, the Promise Sect had nothing to hide. All of them went to the battlefield, each releasing their greatest strength. At the end of the war, there is a bloody fight, a hard fight, and a hard fight. At this point, all tricks and techniques are meaningless, only a bloody fight, a hard fight, to see who can make it to the end, who is the final winner. The Promise Sect's 60,000 army, 30,000 main force against the death god, and 30,000 auxiliary army against the attacks of the Orcs, Servants and Spirit Races. The sky and the ground are in a ball, the blood rain falls from the sky, and people fall in the rain of meteor fire from time to time. This is also the most difficult battle fought by the Promise Zong since the war, and the battle that paid the most casualties. Everywhere is the brilliance of source skills, the brilliance of arcane arts, flying swords are in vertical and horizontal directions, the sky is burning, and the ears are filled with the final cry of anger, anxiety, despair and other emotions. Before Su Chen's eyes, there was a bloody storm.