"Thank you to the power of the God of our clan for resurrecting us!"
A neat voice rang out from this undead army, resounding throughout the whole world.
"Human, you have no chance this time!"
Looking at Mu Yu, Emperor Mo Yao's eyes were filled with sharp light, and the eyes of the other emperors were also full of hatred.
They wanted to tear Mu Yu into pieces immediately!
Under the leadership of the Nine Emperors, countless undead souls rushed towards Mu Yu.
Under the increase of the Curse of the Dead, their strength not only did not decline, but actually reached a more terrifying level.
"Just you?"
Mu Yuling stood in mid-air, his clothes swaying in the wind, and carrying a golden sword on his back. He looked like a swordsman.
"If I can kill you once, I can naturally kill you a second time!"
Mu Yu pulled out the Hongjun Divine Sword on his back and struck out with one strike.
Suddenly, a dazzling sword light condensed, like a ray of sunshine, making this dark ancient battlefield as bright as day.
Rumble…
There was a sound like thunder, and an extremely terrifying aura swept across the world. The undead army had no time to react, and was instantly crushed into powder and disappeared.
"God of the Dead, if you only have this ability, you will really disappoint me." Mu Yu said unceremoniously.
"Foolish human being, you don't understand the power of necromancy at all."
The space shattered, a dark black door opened, and the figure of the God of the Dead appeared in Mu Yu's eyes.
"Why don't you take a closer look at the scene in front of you." The God of the Dead sneered.
Mu Yu raised his eyes and saw that the army of undead that had been completely destroyed had re-formed, and the aura exuding from his body had become more powerful than before.
Mu Yu's eyes narrowed, and without thinking much, he opened a space crack again and swallowed up all the dead souls in front of him.
However, as the gray runes continued to disperse, all the undead soon gathered together again, surrounding him in a mighty manner, and the aura they exuded was once again strengthened.
"You should know now, as long as I don't die, my undead army will be immortal."
The God of the Dead stood in the air with his hands behind his back, looking at Mu Yu's face with a mocking smile: "And every time you kill them, their strength will increase by one point, never ending."
Having said this, he ordered to the undead army below: "Go and kill this human being who hinders my undead army from dominating the world."
All the undead were aimed at Mu Yu again, and the next moment, under the leadership of the Nine Emperors of the Undead Tribe, the entire world was completely filled with these undead.
Especially the nine emperors of the Necromancer clan, their strength has far exceeded their peak period, and the cultivation level of any emperor is close to the peak of the human race's holy realm.
With their combined efforts, the endless aura of death crazily invaded Mu Yu's body like an unstoppable sea wave.
Suddenly, Mu Yu felt extremely uncomfortable all over his body, as if his meridians and bones were about to be corroded.
"Hahaha, this will be your graveyard soon."
A smile appeared on the lips of the God of the Dead, and his fingertips tapped lightly in the void. The entire ancient battlefield was completely sealed, and an airtight gray-black death mask enveloped the entire area for thousands of miles.
He knew that Mu Yu had mastered the power of space, so he completely sealed the space, which also cut off Mu Yu's escape route.
"Sir, are you okay? Why don't you let me come out and fight alongside you?"
Feeling the pain in Mu Yu's face, Qingxing Shi's voice was filled with worry.