According to information from Yue Ling City, none of the undead souls that escaped were higher than the eleventh level, but they did not expect that there was actually a fourteenth level master hiding there. There were more than a hundred monks in the third team, and the strongest one was only a first-level heavenly master.

Xiang is only equivalent to the twelfth-level undead, so 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 souls 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 souls, which may not have been discovered yet. If among those undead souls

, there are also masters of level 12 and above, so Tianhe City’s losses this time may be relatively large.

In a flash of thought, Tang Huan's figure quickly disappeared from the place.

Miraculous power, yin and yang void path·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 are scattered.

Every black shadow, whether it is 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 spirits look a little flimsy, their faces and

There is not much difference between human monks, just a little 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 undead is not the pinnacle of the undead. Above the thirty-sixth level of undead, there is a more powerful being called the "Undead King". Back then, Jiucai was in "Heaven".

The two-meter-long finger bone left to Nine Spirits in the "Desolate Secret Realm" originated from an undead king in the "Netherworld Realm of Death".

The higher the power level of the undead, the closer their appearance is to humans.

Undead souls of level 31 and above are almost no different in appearance from human monks. Even if they enter the "Netherworld Realm", they are difficult to be detected by ordinary monks. However, after countless years, the Undead King has been in the "Netherworld Death Realm".

Realm" is said to be extinct, 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 souls.

"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 fighting parties were five sixth-grade heavenly kings and a first-order heavenly minister from the third team, while the other

Fangze has a dozen eleventh-level undead and a rather large 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 had a ferocious look on his face and roared loudly. He actually threw away the Taoist weapon that had been eroded by the death energy and let it fall to his head with the claws of the eleventh-level undead spirit opposite him, and punched him directly.

Blast towards the blood-red shadow on the undead's left chest.

"call!"

This punch has exhausted all the Tian Yuan in the young man's body. The huge fist shadow expanded rapidly, and powerful energy spurted out from the fist, moving forward in an indomitable manner, like a thunderous force.

Since we are all going to die, instead of dragging our feet and finally being killed by the undead, we might as well seize the opportunity to die with the undead. At least our death will not be 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 from the side, a huge

The black claw shadow, wrapped in a strong death aura, clawed at 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 the undead spirit were to get closer, it would be too late for him to retreat. 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 imagined situation of flesh and blood being swallowed up.

Appeared. 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. It was the fire of vitality.

But in the blink of an eye, the dead 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 movement 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. Seeing this, the young man subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the green flames spread to him.

But it had whizzed past both sides of his body and continued to extend into the distance.
Chapter completed!