According to Yue Lingcheng's information, the undead souls that escaped were not higher than the eleventh level, but they did not expect that there was actually a fourteenth level master hiding there. There are more than a hundred monks in the third team, and the strongest one is only a first-level celestial being, which is only equivalent to the twelfth-level undead. Naturally, he cannot be the opponent of this group of undead.
If the undead hadn't wanted to keep their lives and lure the human monks over, the third team would have been wiped out in that valley.
In addition, the number of undead that escaped from Yueling City has exceeded a thousand, and there are only more than 400 here, which is obviously only a part of them. There are more undead, perhaps yet to be discovered. If there are masters of level 12 and above among those undead, the losses to Tianhe City this time may be relatively large.
In a flash of thought, Tang Huan's figure quickly disappeared from the place.
Supernatural power, Yin-Yang Void Dao·Tian Yin!
His body was completely hidden in the void, and Tang Huan was running very fast. Although he only used the power of his physical body, Tang Huan's speed was still astonishingly fast.
After a while, Tang Huan had traveled nearly ten miles.
A black stone mountain came into Tang Huan's sight. The stone mountain was a hundred meters high. There were countless caves on the mountain. From a distance, it looked like a honeycomb.
At the foot of the stone mountain, hundreds of black shadows were scattered.
Every black shadow, whether it's a body or a robe, seems to be condensed from black mist. They are the undead spirits of the "Netherworld Death Realm". Although the bodies of these undead souls look a bit ethereal, their faces are not much different from those of human monks, only slightly blurry.
On the left chest, a blood-red shadow could be vaguely seen.
The blood-red shadow is made up of circles of small rings, which is the "heart ring".
The "heart ring" of the undead is equivalent to the Dao Infant of a human monk. Every time the undead's cultivation level increases, one more "heart ring" will be added.
The first-level undead has only one "heart ring", while the eleventh-level undead has eleven "heart rings", and the thirty-sixth-level undead naturally has thirty-six "heart rings".
However, in ancient times, thirty-six "heart rings" were not the limit that the undead could achieve.
In the same way, the thirty-sixth level of the undead is not the pinnacle of the undead. Above the thirty-sixth level of the undead, there is an even more powerful being called the "King of the Undead". Back then, the two-meter-long finger bone that Jiucai left for Jiuling in the "Secret Realm of the Wild World" originated from an undead king in the "Netherworld Death Realm".
The higher the level of undead strength, the closer their appearance is to humans.
Undead souls of level 31 and above are almost indistinguishable from human monks in appearance. Even if you enter the "Netherworld Realm", it will be difficult for ordinary monks to detect it. However, after countless years, the King of the Undead is said to have become extinct in the "Netherworld Death Realm", and there are very few undead souls of level 31 and above. On the "Netherworld Realm", there are also very few human monks who can compete with these powerful undead warriors.
"ah-"
A shrill scream suddenly sounded.
At the foot of the stone mountain, a fierce battle was going on between the group of monks, most of whom only had ten or eleven heart rings. The two warring parties were the third team of five sixth-level heavenly kings and a first-level heavenly minister, while the other side was composed of a dozen or so eleventh-level undead and a rather bulky fourteenth-level undead.
As soon as the screams stopped, only four of the five sixth-grade heavenly kings were left.
The remaining human monks had distorted faces, their eyes were full of fear and despair, and they let out hysterical roars from time to time.
"Even if I die, I will have someone to support me!"
A tall young man looked ferocious and roared harshly. He actually threw away the Taoist weapon that had been eroded by the death energy and let the claws of the eleventh-level undead opposite him slam into his head and punch him directly. Blast towards the blood-red shadow on the left chest of the undead.
"call!"
This punch has exhausted all the Tianyuan in the young man's body. The huge shadow of the fist expanded rapidly, and powerful energy spurted out from the fist, moving forward in an indomitable manner, with a force as powerful as thunder.
Since they are all going to die, instead of dragging their feet and finally being killed by the undead, it is better to seize the opportunity and die together with the undead. At least their death is not in vain.
With this punch, he left no room for himself.
However, in such a situation, it is not easy to die with an undead spirit.
Seeing his offensive, a black light flashed in the eyes of the undead opposite, and he retreated backwards without hesitation. At almost the same moment, an eleventh-level undead shot out from the side. Its huge black claws, wrapped in a strong death aura, grabbed the young man's head.
When the young man saw this, his heart was filled with bitterness.
He knew very well that his punch was too early. If he waited for the undead to get closer, it would be too late for him to retreat even if he wanted to. But now, it was impossible to kill him, and the most he could do was to severely injure him.
"boom!"
After a fierce sound, the undead spirit on the opposite side was thrown ten meters away. On the surface of the body, black mist surged sharply, but after a moment, it returned to calm, but it seemed to fade a little, and the mass on the left chest The "heart ring" was not damaged at all.
If you fail to kill the undead opposite with one punch, then you will be killed by the undead charging from the side.
The young man closed his eyes in despair. However, after a moment, he was stunned. The claws of the undead did not fall on his head, nor did the imaginary situation of flesh and blood being swallowed up. Appear. Surprised, the young man subconsciously opened his eyes.
Within sight, the undead spirit was struggling fiercely, and its body was completely covered by a strange green flame, and the flame seemed to contain extremely majestic and vast vitality, which was the fire of vitality. In just the blink of an eye, the undead spirit was wiped out.
The green flame was instantly grasped by a palm, and then gathered into the palm. The owner of the palm also clearly revealed his figure. He was naturally Tang Huan.
"Commander!"
The young man's eyes widened and he exclaimed in disbelief.
Many undead spirits around also noticed the movement here, and seemed to be stunned for a moment, but after a moment, they woke up one after another.
"kill-"
Sharp shouts suddenly sounded, and the dozens of figures closest to him pounced on Tang Huan almost in unison.
Catching a glimpse of the movements of the undead, Tang Huan's lips curved into a sarcastic smile.
Immediately, Tang Huan stepped forward, and the green flames were like a wave, centered on his feet, trying to roll away in all directions. When the young man saw this, he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the green flames that spread to him had whizzed past both sides of his body and continued to extend into the distance.
Wherever the green flame passed, the death energy floating in the void burned crazily. (To be continued)