Xu Jiutian walked out of the temple, habitually opened the military merit interface, and sneered: "These people are my enemies. The adoptive father will soon send the information, and the remaining two months can be conducted targeted research. Everyone has weaknesses. Even if they encounter enemies two levels higher than me, they can still deal with them calmly."

At this moment, two names on the list of heroes of all races jumped rapidly, and Xu Jiutian frowned slightly after seeing it.

"Fan Yingluo, Luo Yang? How did their military merit points increase at the same time? And the range is so large. Could it be that the imperial clan has always supported Luo Yang behind his back?"

Thinking of several possibilities, Xu Jiutian looked bad, so he hurriedly opened the communication channel and summoned Xuan Sheng, and wanted to evaluate the images of this situation on him as soon as possible.

At the same time, those masters who are following the list of heroes of all races were very surprised.

"It's been moved. Fan Yingluo and Luo Yang have been silent for so long, and their rankings have increased upward at the same time. Does it mean that the two have joined forces? It's just strange that the border has calmed down, and the undead legions that have penetrated deep into the border area have been wiped out. At present, there are more wolves and fewer meat in the border gaps. I wonder how many strong clans and ancient strong clans are staring at each other. In this way, where did they get so many military points?"

"Damn it, what is the speed of this? How can I increase one million points in less than a few minutes?"

The Xuan Sheng of the Ancient Clan counted his fingers and shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's amazing, it's really amazing. There are only the undead territory in the world that can obtain so many military achievements at this time. It seems that the Imperial Clan War Saint and this human war Saint have crossed the border and ran to the core area of ​​the enemy area to destroy the enemy."

How many wise people in the world are there? Xuan Sheng infers the situation of Luo Yang and Fan Yingluo just by the rising speed of points, and can even speculate where they started the war later.

At this moment, the edge of the Mingyun Realm was overturned.

The dark clouds rolled, billions of undead races charged upwards, the silver-red cone pierced outwards, and a few breaths slaughtered into black shadows.

Fan Yingluo's face was not very good-looking. The pointed cone she placed outside the tower was turning black and brittle. A small half of the pointed cone had collapsed. The remaining pointed cone would probably not last long.

Luo Yang shouted loudly: "Note that there are too many enemies. I am going to use the purification light of the eighth-level temple to clear the field. At present, it can defend against several cluster bombings of enemy ships, and the consumption will be increased later. However, the pagoda has not absorbed sufficient dark energy. Whoever has the killer weapon, use it quickly."

Hearing the words, Fan Yingluo conveyed an order to the bottom: "All the imperial clans and war holy wars, when the pagoda is cleared, you will use the magic bee immediately, don't be reserved, and have been preparing for this moment for many years."

"Yes, sir." Even those war saints who are higher in level than Fan Yingluo are called sir. Because there is a huge difference in combat power between them. Although the higher the level, the more difficult the battle, there are always special existences. They go against the will of heaven, breaking rules and even setting rules at all times. Fan Yingluo's strength has been deeply rooted in people's hearts, so what she said is an imperial edict.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The whimpering sounds in the void were not sounds in the ordinary sense, but an indescribable fluctuation. Then, the pointed cones bombed into the distance, defeating the black shadows that looked like layers of tsunamis.

The body of the undead tribe is the best weapon, because they have no pain and are protected by dark energy, so most attack methods are completely ineffective in front of them.

Luo Yang nodded, and the self-destructing bombardment of these pointed cones made the pagoda widen. But in a blink of an eye, the black and black undead people pressed up again. When they glanced at it, they felt their scalp numb, and then a deep sense of powerlessness surged in their hearts.

If it were an ordinary holy master, just seeing so many undead races charge would be shocked.

In other words, war saints like Fan Yingluo and Luo Yang are fearless and stand on the platform to face them calmly, and will not be moved by the terrible number of enemies.

As long as the enemy dares to come, they dare to kill.

The battlefield is the world of the War Saint. The more you encounter a super-high-level battle, the more you can help the War Saint improve. Luo Yang felt his breath begin to boil, and the invisible weather on his head was surging, and it quickly expanded from half acre to two acres. However, he has not yet figured out what the specific role of the weather given by the Black Book has.

Black Book is too mysterious. Shi Gu seemed to have the fragments of the Black Book in his hand, so an ancient bronze bell formed on his head. But he has not found time to ask carefully. He has made every effort to prepare for the battle for the past three months, just to today? He has won good results for various emergencies.

"Clear the scene!"

"Buzz,buzz,buzz..."

The pagoda stood tall in the void, and suddenly released layers of tower-shaped phantoms.

As these phantoms spread outward, they continued to magnify, causing the undead nearby to burn. In just a few seconds, the undead people burned out and became thick ashes floating in the void.

There are too many undead tribes outside, so many that even Fan Yingluo was slightly suffocated. Therefore, Luo Yang had to use the purification power from the eighth-level temple to conduct a comprehensive cleaning.

With the pagoda as the center, all the undead tribes were annihilated within 500,000 kilometers. Even if there were a few big guys at the level of Death, they were covered in scars and could only save the life bead.

"Transfer the position, hurry."

Luo Yang controlled the pagoda to absorb the "ashes" while ordering the pagoda to leave here quickly, because as many as 150,000 giant warships in the distance were eyeing each other.

Even if many warships are paralyzed, they lock the pagoda far away. When the undead tribes launch a charge, they will not attack. After the pagoda is cleared, what are you still polite? Black lights surge in the sky, carrying out a trembling suppression.

Fortunately, the pagoda has devoured the ghost ship, which has a very good saving throw feature for dark attacks. In addition, hundreds of giant warships lie nearby. Even if the attack is fierce, it is impossible to bypass these obstacles. Only by blasting these warships can you get the pagoda.

The pagoda was fully armed and constantly released hexagonal armor, forming a huge shield outside the pagoda. With all his strength to resist the attack, he rushed into the giant warship more densely and launched a new round of slaughter.

"put!"

The Emperor's War Saint released a green demon bee at the small light gate in front of him. These little things were just the size of a fist. After leaving the pagoda along the light gate, their bodies rolled in the void, and immediately formed huge lights and shadows outside their bodies, becoming particularly ferocious and tall.

Within a moment, hundreds of thousands of demon bees appeared and quickly moved into the enemy group.

Luo Yang didn't know that his ranking on the Heroes of Ten Thousand Races rose to 86th place, which was simply impossible today when the ranking was almost stable.

Fan Yingluo's ranking is also improving, but not as fast as Luo Yang, because each of the top thirty masters is the favorite of the Galaxy.
Chapter completed!