Ark of the Immortal

During the lightning flash, accompanied by a harsh crackling sound, a golden light struck from behind Jin Yiwei.

The Jin Yiwei was sword-fighting with the demon. He felt the threat behind him and wanted to turn around to dodge, but it was already too late.

Every inch of his body erupted with goosebumps as the sound got closer and closer.

Finally, a golden light appeared in the corner of his eyes, stuck to his hair, and pierced into the belly of the tree monster in front of him.

Suddenly, there was a bright light.

The branches wrapped in black mist cracked inch by inch, and the abyssal aura fled in all directions as if it had seen a natural enemy. However, it was captured by the armor and animal face of Jin Yiwei. After being digested, it fed back physical strength and strength to Jin Yiwei.

Feeling that his strength suddenly increased by a small amount, before the young Jin Yiwei could react, he subconsciously turned around and saw a figure wearing old black armor.

There were markings on his armor that looked like lava, and flames that burned his eyes ignited from the sword.

The fire light ignited the memories that had been dormant for a long time in this Jin Yiwei's body. Just like instinct, the story that countless people longed for in the Great Yan legend came to mind.

Burning the sky and boiling the sea, the red flames travel thousands of miles without harming the people, and all the demons and demons are turned into ashes and dispersed.

A stunning arrow shot down the gods with lightning, and the thousand-year shackles collapsed in one fell swoop.

303. Until destiny

The flash of lightning did not attract the attention of other Jin Yiwei.

On a battlefield like this, if you are not careful, you will be killed. Where can you get the chance to see the area where your companions on the side are responsible?

Moreover, everyone is a Jin Yiwei, so they naturally have a clear understanding of the strength of their brothers.

But this Jin Yiwei who was helped by the undead was different.

When he saw the armor, he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened and his mouth widened.

Just as he was about to shout, he saw the flaming figure flashing past him, and in an instant he was in front of him, raising the big sword in his hand.

Jin Yiwei was still in a daze, and even the animal face on his face began to blur. It seemed that this outfit could detect his agitated mood at the moment.

The simple sword thrust out against Jin Yiwei's face, passed over his head, and penetrated deeply into the throat of a beast-turned-monster. The flames spreading on the sword instantly destroyed the body made of abyss. Burned to the ground.

The sword was not stained with any dirt, and the surging flames subsided slightly. At this time, the undead man lowered his head and looked at the Jin Yiwei who was half-kneeling in front of him.

How does it feel.

The undead man stretched out a hand to pull Jin Yiwei up.

The child stretched out his hand in confusion and collided with the undead man's gauntlet.

What makes people feel a great contrast is that although the undead man has magma-like lines on his body, his gauntlets are still cold.

The coldness penetrated Jin Yiwei's gauntlets, passed all the way to his skin, and flowed all the way down his arms to his mind.

The impetuous beast face seemed to have received some help. The beast face, which was originally a little unstable due to absorbing the breath of the abyss, slowly re-formed and returned to the image of being calm and self-defeating.

Jin Yiwei himself felt even more profoundly. He only felt that the faint roar of the demon in his alarm clock disappeared the moment he encountered the undead.

Fuck...

Jin Yiwei was still a little dazed. All the strange things on his body had disappeared without noticing. He just stood up with the power of the immortal, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Damn it, I bumped into him!

What grass?

The undead man frowned. He felt like he couldn't understand what the child said.

No, no! I'm fine, I'm fine!

Xiao Jinyiwei only realized when he heard the voice of the undead. He seemed to be distracted on an important battlefield.

But what to do, that is a divine general!

The undead man stared at the beast face on his face carefully. The last time he came into contact with Jin Yiwei, they couldn't see clearly when they opened the seal. Only now can he understand how the beast face works.

The black energy on the blade slowly moved up along the armor of the right arm. The abyssal energy temporarily stored on the blade was gradually transformed into the power of Jin Yiwei by the white energy due to the weakening of the armor on the body.

This method of operation allows Jin Yiwei to have a way to recover his physical strength even in fierce battles.

Therefore, the more the Jin Yiwei fought, the more bloody they became and the stronger they became.

Fight to feed war, fight bloody battles in all directions.

In other words, the animal face as a visor. It is actually a converter that can convert the breath of the abyss into power for ordinary people to use.

This is somewhat the same as the first fire burning the abyss and using it as firewood.

In order to confirm what he was thinking, the little Jin Yiwei asked subconsciously.

You are God...

Before he finished speaking, he saw the undead man walking past him.

Skills, not bad.

The undead man nodded slightly to acknowledge and praise him, and then immediately walked forward in the direction of the Jin Yiwei.

The sword in his hand was as agile as an ordinary long sword, but unstoppable.

The demonic attack that Jin Yiwei had to try his best to resist was like a wall piled with flour in front of him, which was wiped out with a gentle blow.

While strolling in the courtyard, the undead man killed ten people with one step, and walked several meters forward in just one breath.

When Xiao Jinyiwei heard the immortal man's compliment, goosebumps immediately appeared on his body.

He immediately followed the undead man and rushed towards the center with him. He wished he was the sword in the undead man's hand, holding it in his hand to help him kill the enemy.

Jin Yiwei in other positions did not react at first. Until they found that the number of demons around them was getting smaller and smaller, and near the entrance of Hongchen Guest, a subtle fire appeared in the darkness.

Just as he was thinking about which brother was so brave, he saw the Jin Yiwei following behind a blazing armor.

Only then did they realize that it was not their brother, but that adult.

As a result, the swords in their hands waved even more fiercely, and with the pressure suddenly reduced, all the Jin Yiwei chose to continue pressing forward so that they could catch up with the figure strolling among the demons.

After the undead joined the battlefield, within just one minute, everyone's defense line advanced directly to within a dozen meters in front of Hongchen Guest's door.

The demons even noticed the instinctive fear and retreated uncontrollably.

The chaotic group of monsters was forced to shrink into the entire building under the pressure of everyone.

Sixteen Jinyi guards stood behind the undead man and surrounded the main entrance.

And inside the main gate is a group of people of the abyss in Wuyangyang.

The undead man stood in the middle, stopped, and raised his right hand.

Under the neon lights at the main entrance of Hongchen Guest, a golden flame burned quietly in his palm.

Although the flame was still small, it attracted everyone's attention.

That is the power that only the king can possess, and it is also the dawn that burns away the darkness.

At this moment, the Jin Yiwei completely confirmed the identity of the warrior in front of them. The undead man looked back at the sixteen Jin Yiwei. The Jin Yiwei subconsciously clenched the long swords in their hands. Their eyes were excited, their breathing became rapid, and they wanted to shout out. .

The legendary hero, the myth passed down from generation to generation, was right in front of him.

Moreover, I was lucky enough to be able to fight with the Lord General. Such an experience was something I had never dared to imagine before.

The undead have seen these monsters before.

That was what happened when he went to Ring Seal City to obtain the blood of dark souls before going to the Primitive Furnace, after meeting Gale.

The city has been eroded by the abyss, and the ground is filled with viscous gloom. And in the depths, the lobbyists from the abyss whispered, and the knight shrouded in black mist, holding a large scimitar, stood blankly in the swamp full of depths.

The lobbyist has a face like an old man, but a body like a locust.

It tricks normal humans into letting go of their rationality and embracing the darkness. Attributing the source of everything to the protagonist's own stupidity and ignorance in the stories they tell.

From their mouths, the undead even heard the deeds of some people they were familiar with. If you don’t think about it carefully, you might think that what they say makes sense.

Some of these lobbyists are unable to control their own thinking. They have forgotten their true job as lobbyists of the abyss, indulging their appetites and indulging in robbing lives and souls.

Once lobbyists appear, it means there must be a surging abyss pouring out.

This is something that the immortals will never allow to happen.

Once the abyss is formed, this place will become a real dead city and another base for the spread of the abyss.

The undead man suddenly clenched his right hand, and the flame in his hand was like a balloon that had been pinched. The shining flame exploded from his fingers.

When a spark meets the wind, it swells up, and in a blink of an eye, it turns into a raging fire that sweeps across thousands of people.

The moment he crossed the door frame and was contaminated by the demon's body, he used the body born from the abyss as firewood, plundered and burned it.

This is an endless war. The abyss of unknown stagnation and the flames that can burn away the darkness have been irreconcilable enemies from the beginning.

The demons in the hall seemed to have been erased with an eraser. Once contaminated by that flame, the breath will be burned to ashes.

The same is true for the darkness surging in the abyss. You want to escape, but there is nowhere to escape.

But when this scene fell into the eyes of Jin Yiwei, it was what really aroused their hearts.

The flames slowly dissipated, and it was as if no demon had ever appeared in the lobby on the first floor.

Not even ashes were left behind, everything was used as firewood by the flames and became part of the flames.

The flame slowly became smaller, and finally returned to the undead man's hands, turned into a small flame, and then disappeared quietly.

In a breath, the demon flew away. This scene was really shocking.

As long as the immortals didn't move, these Jin Yiwei didn't dare to move.

It wasn't until the undead man spoke that they subconsciously shook their heads and listened carefully to the undead man's words.

Upstairs, you go.

promise!

After saying that, the undead man came to the stairs, picked up his sword and walked underground.

All the royal guards echoed in unison, their voices trembling with excitement.

After taking several breaths, my mood slowly calmed down.

This is the power of a divine general.

The leader of the Jin Yiwei sighed in a low voice, and there was a different kind of envy and pride in his words.

As the idols in the hearts of the Great Yan people, the generals are by no means as high as the gods, but as part of their ancestors, they are worshiped and admired.

When the undead actually stood in front of them and recreated the mythical scenes for them, in addition to being shocked, they also felt a strong sense of pride.

look! This is our great general of Great Yan!

This time I come to Shang Shu, I will die without regrets...

An old Jinyiwei who had served for almost ten years sighed and shook his head.

When I get old, if I am surrounded by my children and grandchildren and tell stories, I will really have something to tell.

Let's go upstairs and clean up the rest!

The Jin Yiwei set off again, along several stairwells, and began to search the entire building.

Underground, the Pardoner was still whispering in a low voice.

It is not that the presence of the demon seed can open the way to the abyss. Corresponding anchoring means must be in place to open the way.

The Forgiver himself is equivalent to this anchor point.

Around him, lobbyists surrounded the portal with dull eyes, and Harland warriors shrouded in black mist stood holding knives.

As long as the Sin Absolver completes this spell, the portal can be completely anchored, but it will take some time.

But the movement and screams upstairs quickly disappeared, and the Pardoner didn't take it to heart.

Mere humans cannot withstand the waves of the abyss. Presumably the first batch of people of the abyss who came out have already rushed out and started to enjoy their feast happily.

But at this moment, a figure slowly walked down the stairwell. The sword he held tightly in his right hand dropped to the ground, and the tip of the sword drew sparks on the ground. The unbearable sound rang in the ears of the Pardoner, making the He couldn't help but turn around and look.

It's so unexpected that someone else is here.

There was some surprise in his words, but he didn't take it to heart.

They had known about Dayan's situation for a long time. This time, W was asked to secretly bring the demon species here in order to use overwhelming numerical superiority to drag Shang Shu into the embrace of the abyss as much as possible.

Even if they provoke those heavenly masters to take action, they will be so exhausted that they will not have the energy to look at the battlefield outside the Great Flame for at least a few years.