The magic barrier, which is a more decorative meaning, is already full of fine cracks, as if it will shatter and disappear with a slight knock. Such subtle magic power cannot even cover up the most basic breath. The leaked breath of the living constantly teases the destructive nature deep in the souls of the undead, making them want to pounce on and bite those seductive sensations. However, the man standing with a sword in front of them became a barrier that they could not cross. The pure golden flames burned quietly on the young people, as harmless as the butterfly flying in autumn. However, the disgust and unconscious fear from the depths of the soul made these guys whose heads and souls decayed together had to control their own sensations.

The atmosphere solidified for a moment, as if the texture of the sticky liquid replaced the original air, filling Chen Fei and the undead who was impatient and roaring, making everyone subconsciously hold their breath.

.It was like walking on a steel wire above a height of ten thousand meters, which was the oppression of dancing with the god of death.

.Is it life or death, is it the more cruel teasing of the gods, or the dawn of dawn in the darkness?

Thousands of people stared at the young man's tall bodies and whispered the real name of faith. Although they understood that such behavior was useless, this was the only thing they could do.

Unlike the tense survivors on the fortress, Chen Fei, who carries their hopes, was solemn at this moment, but he secretly hoped that such a confrontation would be better as long as possible. Ling Yu's sword was like a strong crossbow, and it seemed that the dark golden sword in his hand would roar and show his sharpness in the next moment. The threatening feeling of light on his back made the soul fire in the pupils of the skeleton knight standing in front tremble and roar uneasy.

However, the long sword just seemed to attack. If a strong man of level 1 gold was present, you could easily find that the seemingly sharp sword was swinging with power like a mountain. Such a will appeared on the battlefield, which only means a possibility.

.Don't move like a mountain, stick to one side.

..

"Roar~"

The soul-derived ** finally defeated the fear. An undead roared and rushed towards Chen Fei. The originally solemn aura of confrontation was instantly broken. All undead made a choice almost at the same time, as if the horror scene of a hundred ghosts walking in the night in hell was clearly reflected in Chen Fei's dark pupils, causing a clear and sharp look to flash through the latter's eyes slightly narrowed.

The long sword in the palm turned lightly, and the dark golden sword body cut through the air. With the shrill sound of the sword, the golden flames wrapped around it turned into an arc and shot out, and passed by the undead monsters. Silently, the originally hideous and terrifying monsters slowly turned into white dust and drifted on the ground weakly, and were trampled by their companions. After suppression, the **s often erupted in a more violent way. Such problems are more direct and obvious in these irrational undead tribes. Even if their companions die in front of them, they cannot stop again, and even make these undead monsters even more crazy.

"Tsk, bastard..." The golden sword energy was raging in the queue of undead monsters, but it could not stop the completely crazy undead monster again. The blank space torn by the sword energy was almost filled by later generations in an instant. The hideous undead monster rushed to Chen Fei in a few breaths. Chen Fei, who had a strong eye, could even clearly see the strong destructive aura in the eyes of these guys, and he was almost unconcealed and malicious. Looking around, the cold color spread to the end of his vision, which made Chen Fei take a breath of coldness in his heart. "There are too many!"

Damn it, any main city has a permanent population of at least 300,000. It looks like it is almost all transformed into an undead tribe. If this continues, even if my internal strength is exhausted, I will be killed. As long as there is a breakthrough, I will turn my head slightly, and the magic barrier that has reached the edge of collapse is reflected in my eyes. It is trembling like a candle in the wind, which makes the young man's mouth look bitter.

The defense cover is over, and once the defense cover is broken, the people inside will definitely not be spared, so this is all there is to do.

With a turn of his wrist, the sword energy killed the twisted creature that had reached the eyes of the young man. Chen Fei closed his eyes slightly, and his will and spirit turned into a surging torrent and poured into the holy flame ring under his feet. The golden flame that was originally swaying around Chen Fei paused for a moment, then expanded outward frantically, firmly covering the magic barrier behind him, and directly covering the undead who had been circling by the side. The originally ferocious and happy expression of the skeleton warrior instantly turned into deep fear, and a murmur sound came from his throat, and his black body was slowly ignited by the holy flame and burned.

Swish~

The dark golden sword penetrated straight into the ground, using this as the pillar. The young man's originally tall body was shakingly standing in place at this time. The tingling pain in his mind seemed to act directly on his soul, which made Chen Fei subconsciously let out a painful groan.

Unlike the original game on earth, the Holy Fire, as an extremely powerful combat skill, can be consumed without any consumption? Any gain of power must be paid at a certain price, or time, or resources or even life. What the aura-like combat skills in the Diablo World require is will! Or, it is tough soul power, and the usual consumption is completely within the allowable scope of the Paladins' own body. You will only feel a little tired and can recover after a good rest. However, once you try to expand the scope of the aura.

"Damn it." His hands, holding the long sword, were no longer stable, but were trembling like an old man who was about to walk. His dark pupils gradually expanded. Chen Fei could almost hear his heart beating wildly in his chest. The powerful force was transmitted to every corner of his body with the warm blood, but the young man only felt unprecedented weakness. He was as if he was falling in the bottomless abyss of darkness. The illusory and real sense of exhaustion gradually blurred his vision.

This is the price of the rapid consumption of soul power...

The steel teeth bit hard, and the sting and bloody smell from his mouth made Chen Fei's consciousness regain control of his body. The golden flame that had originally dimly became brighter again, burning all the undead tribes who dared to enter the range into ashes. Chen Fei's dark eyes looked forward, as if directly penetrated the undead tribes who were "sending death" in front of him, and saw the anxious figures of his companions coming here.
Chapter completed!