Chapter 210 The Undead Army and the Terrorist Methods of the Nine Evil Kings Countless corpses are slowly surging! Countless corpses climbed out of the mountain! Overwhelming, thousands of bones. Suddenly it turned into a more dazzling appearance! Bone Yamamoto is made of corpses! Looking around is a terrifying scene. Everyone's complexion changed, looking at the scene in front of them, inexplicably a little more fear in their hearts. No matter who is looking at this overwhelming corpse. They couldn't show a calm look.
"Are they crazy?" If they can't control it, they may die directly in "507" anytime and anywhere. These corpses have no intelligence of their own. They only know how to attack with brute force. If so many corpses get out of control once, they will attack within range. But it will not only be on the prehistoric people, but will directly spread to the dark world. If so many undead corpses gather together, it will be enough to turn the two worlds upside down! And the Ninth Evil King didn't seem to have considered this issue at all. "They are all my subordinates, so they will obey my orders obediently. What you worry about is nothing but unfounded worries. You should take good care of yourself when you have this time. The Ninth Evil King laughed wildly as he watched his army of undead, his eyes flashed with excitement. So many armies all brought together. He really wants to see how Lin Yun can fight back at that time! Nothing more than the power of a reckless man! Even if Houtu and Lin Yun killed him, they would be nothing more than dead bodies. "You can carry out your own slaughter. These people have already died, and you don't mind dying again. At that time, only your own power will be consumed, and it has nothing to do with us." The Ninth Evil King smiled and launched an attack with an army of undead. "He's right, if we continue like this, there won't be any results, but we'll get ourselves into a stalemate. Hou Tu looked at the troops who were attacking by Wu Ya. A bit of fear can't help but appear between the faces.
If this continues, there is only death for them. These undead armies really have no fighting ability to speak of. But the quantity alone is absolutely crushing. "These numbers are enough to consume us alive, we must think of another way." Houtu's face was pale, and he didn't look like so many undead army. It's not just that they don't have the energy! If the Ninth Evil King is in the way, attack them when they are weak. They have no room for resistance at all. "So many undead armies are attacking together! The consumption of the Ninth Evil King itself is also extremely huge." The face of the Ninth Evil King is hidden under the black robe! But the figure trembled slightly, obviously summoning this power was not as easy as what they said in their words. "Then let's not deal with these undead army, just kill the Ninth Evil King directly to avoid future troubles." Hou Tu squinted his eyes, and a bit of excitement flashed in his eyes. As long as the ninth evil king is killed, all the power in it will disappear. And these so-called army of undead are nothing but a phantom. "Want to kill me? Don't be wishful thinking there! My power is far stronger than you imagined!" Seeing Houtu and Lin Yun, the Ninth Evil King charged forward together. Instantly understood what they were thinking. The Ninth Evil King took a step back, showing a ferocious face, and without hesitation activated the large formation to protect the city... A huge shield directly blocked Lin Yun and Houtu firmly outside. Other dark creatures couldn't wait to join in. Across a layer of shields, they shouted in every possible way. "Hahaha, there is nothing you can do this time! Our king's strength is unfathomable! It's just a group of ants from the prehistoric world, go to hell." The prehistoric creatures saw this situation. The excitement that had just arisen disappeared in an instant. They are already exhausted. The battles that have lasted for many days have polished all their energy. However, the methods of the Ninth Evil King are not limited to this!
He even has an army of countless undead. They don't have the powerful strength of Lin Yun Taipan. There is no way to face the attack of the undead army and show a look of indifference. All they can do seems to be endless resistance! To the last battle to the death. "Could it be that the sky is going to kill me? There are so many undead army, let us struggle in every possible way, I am afraid that we will not be able to shake it at all." "Even if the master has come to , how many undead armies can he kill alone, you must know that there are endless corpses!" "It seems that we are bound to lose in today's battle." The sudden attack of the undead army. Let them fall into despair. Everyone completely lost the courage to struggle. Standing in place sluggishly. Watching the undead army attacking one after another, there was no movement at all. Seeing this situation, Yang Jian was anxious. "Now that the overall situation is uncertain, you have already given up. My lord, I came all the way from the wilderness, is it just for children like you to fail?".