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In the battle formation, the soldiers clasped the weapons in their hands tightly, sending out sharp air blades one after another.

Countless air blades are like arrows, flying towards the rushing necromancers overwhelmingly.

A little bit of cold light pierced through the illusory body of the Necromancer in an instant.

"Ah~~"

"Ah~~"

……

A series of screams sounded, echoing in the mountains like howling ghosts and wolves.

The cloud of smoke from the Undead King in the sky trembled slightly, and a pair of scarlet eyes looked suspiciously at the trembling Undead.

"What's going on? What are you doing?"

He growled angrily.

In his opinion, the energy attack of the human race is not as powerful as a gust of wind, and it cannot harm their necromancers at all.

However, the soldiers ignored his roar, facing the suppressed Necromancers, the soldiers attacked more vigorously.

Along the way, they have encountered the Necromancers several times, and they are very clear about the weaknesses of the Necromancers.

The Necromancers are afraid of spiritual attacks, as long as a little spiritual power is added to the energy attack, they can pose a threat to the Necromancers.

Seeing more and more Necromancers falling on the hillside, the Necromancer was very annoyed.

The scarlet eyes flashed fiercely, and the black smoke suddenly shook, turning into a gloomy cloud, and descending towards the battle formation.

Chapter 397 Eight Gates Dunjia Formation

"The formation of the eight gates, the sixth gate, the Jing gate opens!"

boom!

The violent energy surged crazily, Luo Fei's clothes bulged, and the veins on his face bulged, showing a ferocious look.

He looked up at the rolling dark clouds and clenched his fists.

"Armed and domineering!"

咘~

In an instant, black domineering glory surrounded the whole body.

"Towards the peacock!"

Luo Fei jumped out suddenly, his fists were covered with crimson flames, and the flames were mixed with black arrogance.

bang bang bang~~~

The violent punches hit the cloud of cloud of smoke one after another.

The Necromancer who turned into a dark cloud was stunned instantly, and he thought in disbelief, "How is it possible? How is it possible? How could he attack me?"

"Get out of here!" Luo Fei's eyes were bloodshot and he roared with a ferocious expression.

Swinging his fist, he blasted out with an invincible momentum.

boom!

With a muffled sound, a cloud of deep black smoke was blasted out of the cloud.

It shoots into the sky with its long tail.

Not far away, Lin Chaoyang and Lin Chaoyang, who were hiding behind a boulder, watched this scene dumbfounded.

"This is fake!" Lin Chaoyang murmured in disbelief.

Song Moshan nodded in agreement.

You must know that the Necromancer has a strength comparable to that of the sacred realm, even if it is faced by a sacred realm talisman master, he dare not be careless in the slightest.

Although these necromancers were chasing after them just now, in fact, the necromancers were playing with them, otherwise they would have finished playing.

However, such a group of terrifying necromancers were suppressed and beaten by a group of soldiers.

He was even beaten so weakly that he couldn't fight back.

It makes them feel like they are dreaming.

"Roar!"

The Necromancer stabilized the flying cloud, and roared angrily.

Then it rushed towards Luo Fei at a speed that people could not follow.

Seeing this, Luo Fei's flushed face changed drastically.

"The seventh door, open the startled door!"

buzzing...

A violent and bright red aura soared into the sky, and Luo Fei's face was pale.

Now his cultivation is only at the peak of the Earth King Realm, not to mention the Holy Realm, he is no match for even the Spirit King Realm.

His only reliance is the Eight Dunjia Formation.

All along, he knew that his cultivation aptitude was not good, and that conventional cultivation methods could not make up for the gap between him and other practitioners, so he put all his efforts on Bamen Dunjia.

After ten years of uninterrupted hard work day and night, now is the time for him to become a blockbuster.

Before he had time to think about it, Luo Fei folded his arms across his chest, making a defensive posture.

boom!

With a loud bang, Luo Fei's body uncontrollably flew down and hit the ground hard.

"captain!"

In the battle formation, the soldiers exclaimed.

"Quack quack, kid, if you want to defeat this king, you are still far behind!" The Necromancer laughed wildly.

Luo Fei stood up with difficulty, turned his head and looked towards the battle formation.

Among the many soldiers, a deputy captain shook his head slightly at him.

Luo Fei took a deep breath.

He understood what the deputy captain meant, and it was at least half an hour before the arrival of support.

But in the face of this ferocious Necromancer, their fleet couldn't last half an hour at all.

In other words, now is the time to desperately.

"Great Xia will last forever! Your Majesty has no boundaries!"

"The eighth door, open the door of death!"

"Roar!"

The majestic surge of energy placed a strong burden on his body.

During the battle, the soldiers looked sad, and they all knew the consequences of opening the door of death.

"What are you waiting for, open the door for me!" the deputy captain roared sadly.

"The formation of the eight gates, the sixth gate, the Jing gate opens!"

"The array of eight gates, the fifth gate, open the Du gate!"

"The formation of the eight gates, the sixth gate, the Jing gate opens!"

……

Among the hundreds of soldiers, nearly half have cultivated the Eight Door Dunjia, but unfortunately they are not as strong as Luo Fei, and cannot open the eighth door.

In the air, the Necromancer King's black cloud and smoke could not help but condense a few times, obviously he was frightened.

Just now one Luo Fei beat him away, and now there are hundreds of them.

"Ah~ah~ah~"

Roaring in pain, Luo Fei rushed towards the Undead King.

"Xixiang!"

The energy storm exploded, and Luo Fei appeared in front of the Necromancer in an instant, and the punch full of energy and spiritual force hit hard.

The black cloud of smoke was directly suppressed on the hillside.

Suddenly the mountain rocks cracked, and the terrifying aftermath of energy swept hundreds of meters around like a doomsday storm.

"I can't even move!"

The Necromancer tried his best to fight back, but no matter how he struggled, he was firmly suppressed by the terrifying energy.

"This is not a human race, absolutely not!"

Click!

Luo Fei's body froze slightly, and the intense pain caused by the broken bones made him unbearable.

"Come again! Ah~~"

Boom~

It was another blow, and it hit the Undead King fiercely.

Then, Luo Fei kept bombarding the Necromancer in a completely crazy state.

And with his attack, the body of the necromancer's cloud and smoke gradually became dim.

Luo Fei's whole body was gray-white, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He has reached the limit, he can even feel his vitality is passing at an extremely fast speed.

He knew he was going to die.

"Die for His Majesty!"

With a roar, he exhausted all the strength in his body, fell from the sky, and hit the Undead King fiercely.

rumbling~

Dust raged, rocks flew, and the aftermath swept across ten miles around like a strong wind.

"Captain!" The soldiers shouted in panic.

When the dust gradually dissipated, the originally lush hillside had already become discolored and messy.

And those dead spirits have all disappeared.

The soldiers surrounded Luo Fei with sad faces.

Luo Fei looked at them vaguely, and once again showed a simple and honest smile.

"I would like to die for His Majesty!"

The sound was like a mosquito, but it hit the hearts of the soldiers fiercely.

Luo Fei is dead!

A sudden encounter cost him his young life.

The deputy captain squatted down and hugged his body with trembling hands.

"We should go back."

With heavy steps, they boarded the airship silently.

After that, the flying boat rose slowly and disappeared into the air.

Lin Chaoyang and Song Moshan staggered out from the rocks.

The two stared at the disappearing flying boat in silence.

"Shouldn't we attract the Necromancers?" Lin Chaoyang said in a low voice.

Song Moshan's complexion was gray and pale, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit out of his chest, feeling very uncomfortable.

I want to say something, but I don't know how to say it.