The cold wind swept across the wasteland with fine snow, and the sky suddenly darkened.

On the cast iron wharf, Li Chi, the commander of Jiuxiao Guard, looked at the ice surface of Wusong River, and predicted the time in his heart.

There is a thick ice fog here. Looking back behind Lichie, you can see the mottled corners exposed at the corner of the ice fog. Here stands a giant, once part of the Beiyuan Great Wall, used to resist demons from the vast sea. After the war, this part is used as a dam on the Wusong River to lock in the sea of ​​corpses and blood floating down from the upper reaches of the Wusong River.

Li Chi led a law army of thousands of people to station here, including three fighting creatures. It can even occupy a great world in the universe at this scale, but at this moment Li Chi believes that he does not have much chance of winning.

After all, it is an evil demon who easily breaks out of the royal city... No, it is not even a bloody road. The evil demon did not kill anyone. In this case, forgiveness without reason is often more terrifying than killing.

The ice fog is sticky, like a mud.

The sun in the sky is very blurry, like a boiled egg, and the temperature is difficult to shine on the embankment through the thick ice fog.

The thunder pattern on the commander's black armor flickered and darkened. He found that the battle boots were sticking to the cast iron wharf. It was not ice crystals under his feet, but iron plates came alive, slowly squirming, and the dark spirit was flowing, and it had penetrated here without realizing it.

The next moment, a tremor came a hundred feet away, and the black clouds rushed towards the direction of the embankment.

The pier where Lichi stood began to shake, the entire river surface was shaking, and the vibration of the ice layer became clearer and clearer. Lichi saw a large number of black shadows appearing in the ice fog, like a huge high wall approaching. The ice surface of the Wushu River slowly cracked, and its raised spine broke through the ice surface like a sharp knife and swam towards the location of the embankment.

The Jiuxiao Guards on the embankment were already on guard, and their vision was wider than that of the commander. The heavy breathing of three warriors was stirring up the spiritual energy. Behind them, the phantom of the thunder god ring appeared. They were granted privileges by the gods, and they could re-sensitize Taoism and use spells in this forbidden place. These warriors were the key to guarding this place.

But they haven't figured out what's coming.

Several ferocious monsters broke out of the water, and broke the dock between the rise and fall, leaving a notch in the corner of the dam. The commander jumped up and waved his spear and nailed through the skull of a monster. But strangely, the monster turned into a dark shadow and passed through the tip of the spear.

"Boom--!" The ice layer of Wusong River was overturned and the river water surging!

Li Chi looked back and found hundreds of such monsters surrounding him.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" The commander shouted with a trembling voice. He climbed the iron wall of the embankment, and the arc of the thunder spear struck twisted into a dragon in the middle.

Several fighting creatures could no longer hold back. The spiritual energy roared. They jumped off the platform and smashed the body of a monster with one punch. The dazzling thunder roared and dispersed the ice fog. This was not their full strength. The fighting creatures were all creatures in the ancestral realm. After being given the law by the Gods, they could easily raise the Dharma image.

"What exactly is this?" Li Chi shouted. He had never seen such a monster. Even when facing filth, the filth could be killed. Even if this thing was killed, it would turn into a shadow and slip away.

Jiuxiao Guard was fully alert and fought against the monster's black tide.

"Wait?" someone suddenly said, "Did you hear any sound?"

There is a voice that is inconspicuous in this battle, but it cannot be ignored.

They listened quietly and heard the sound of nails scraping the iron plates from below the embankment. At first, it turned into a rainstorm in a flash. A young guard suddenly screamed, his shadow bulged, condensed into a blue-black ghost holding his ankle.

"Array!" The commander's tail sound was crushed by the sound of glacier cracking.

There were loud noises from all directions.

The ice field thousands of miles away at the same time opened spider web cracks, and the dark spiritual energy gushed out from the cracks. The ice fog cracked directly in front of the embankment, and flags were erected there. The thin monkey ghost shadow held the battle flag and slowly waved it, and the dark blue phosphorus fire burned in his eyes.

The eyes of several fighting creatures widened at the same time.

Undead?

The initiator of the vast sea, a strange legion commanded by ghosts.

No, no, it is not the Immortal Legion driven by ghosts. The warring creatures smelled the essential difference between the two. Compared to the Immortal creatures driven by ghosts, this thing is more like a dead soul being forcibly turned around in the world. At this moment, as the flags fluttered, the black shadows hidden behind the ice fog finally revealed their true bodies. They were huge and hideous beast-shaped dead souls, staring at the dam.

The iron cavalry tread the ground and heard a crisp echo. The dead souls made way for a road and saw a bone horse burning with blue ghost fire coming, with their respected holy son sitting on their backs.

The pure white fox demon was incompatible with the dark souls around him. Nine long tails were gently shaking behind him. He casually swept across everyone here, "Everyone, please give way."

Jiuxiao Guard's thunder gun began to frost.

The guards were frightened to find that dense ice crystal fluff was seeping out of the inner side of the Panlong armor. After breathing, the inside of the armor was covered with fine ice chips. They were bound in their armor and could not move. As long as there was a slight movement, the ice chips would undoubtedly cut their throats.

"Sir, Lord Holy Son." A fighting creature spoke coldly. He hugged his hands with his chest and wore golden arm armor. The spiritual energy around him burned like a flame. He was the famous "Red King" among the fighting creatures, the Eight-Shapedo Shiyi.

The commander Li Chi was only two like Zhenyi, and he did not receive the law of the gods. His spiritual energy was blocked and he could only deal with the monsters in a frustration.

The Jiuxiao Guards arranged here are almost scrapped. The battle creatures looked at each other. Chi Jun said again: "Sir, the Holy Son, aimed the butcher knife at the warrior who once guarded you. What is this?"

Xue Wuya shook her head, "Chimun, you treated me well, leave here."

"I think you are polluted by evil demons!" Chi Jun opened his beard and opened his red armored giant stood up from behind. In an instant, all the thick snow within thousands of miles melted. The exposed land had not yet been soaked in the snow water and turned into a dry and cracked earth. The terrible high temperature rose, and the rosy river evaporated and heat waves rose. This extremely powerful real life moved the real fire.

The beast-shaped ghost next to Xue Wuya is huge, but it looks smaller than this giant.

Chijun Dharma Xiang stretched out his palm and covered Xue Wuya.

Xue Wuya stood up from the back of the bone horse and stepped forward in the ghost tide. Of course, he could not bear the power of a Masahiro. At this moment, the spiritual energy in his body was evaporated by the flames emitted by this ancestor. But the dark flames ignited, and instantly swallowed the heavy pressure on Xue Wuya's body.

The dark flames formed a fierce tiger. It raised its head and its tiger's eyes stared at the Red Lord in the Dharma image.

Chi Jun was stunned immediately.

"How could you be alive?" he whispered.

The tiger claws stepped on the ground, and a tiger roar was heard, and the red magic image was lifted away dozens of miles away. The black ferocious tiger jumped violently, slapped the two warriors who had not had time to use the law to the ground. Then he tore the cast iron embankment with his palm, and the Jiuxiao Guard fell into the ice like fallen leaves.

The river is surging and rolling forward.

Xue Wuya looked at the wide plain behind the gap, and the thawed water of the glacier gathered in the sky.

The dark ghostly legion walked across the road to breaking the dike, and the new kings surrounded them toward freedom.

The detailed outline I have already written was a bit delayed and made some improvements.
Chapter completed!