"How did you escape?"
The three-headed dragon snake turned pale with fright.
It knows very well how powerful the vortex of death formed by the gathering of ten thousand undead souls is, and it is difficult to escape even with various escape techniques and magical powers.
If you want to break through the siege, you must really fight your way out!
Those were nearly 10,000 undead souls of more than 10,000 Grand Masters. Even it couldn't even think of rushing out on its own. How did Haotian do it?
"Correction, I didn't escape, I fought my way out."
Lin Yu wrote lightly.
"Impossible. With your strength, it's impossible to forcefully break through. You must have used a more powerful escape technique!"
The three-headed snake didn't believe it at all.
It has always believed that it is the number one on the main peak, and that Haotian and Motian are all weaker than itself. Of course, it does not want to believe that the other party can do what it cannot.
"Believe it or not, you are not going to die soon anyway."
Lin Yu was not in the mood to explain to an undead spirit. With a wave of Xuanyuan Sword, he cut in half the more than ten undead spirits that surrounded him.
"Haotian, no matter how you broke out of the encirclement, you did not escape down the mountain, but came to the main tomb palace instead. It was the worst decision of your life."
The three-headed snake roared with a hint of excitement:
"All the soldiers on the four floors below listened to the order and went all out to hunt Haotian and regain the Demon Emperor's treasure."
"Kill!"
Groups of undead were like flying birds, swooping down from the platform, tens of thousands of them, all swarming towards Lin Yu.
Everyone's scalp was numb. With so many dead souls dealing with one person, it was really a one-sided massacre.
"Master Haotian, run away!"
"Brother Haotian, we are safe here, don't worry, come down the mountain quickly."
"Boy Hao, why are you here to die? But since you are here, take this great immortal with you."
Mu Xiuyun, Liu Jingtian, and Big Yellow Dog shouted one after another, looking worried.
"boom!"
The true energy in Lin Yu's body surged, and he activated the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. The endless golden light mixed with the divine fire of the sun surged like an angry sea, covering the undead spirits attacking nearby.
In an instant.
More than a hundred undead souls were all ignited by the sun's divine fire. They struggled violently, howled, and turned into a ball of smelly flesh.
Lin Yu took the opportunity to grab a suspension rope and use his strength to lift into the air.
In the air, terrifying attacks struck one after another, including giant birds breathing fire, thunder and lightning, and various magic weapons.
The most blazing light erupted in this space, extremely dazzling and rumbling, and the boundless energy completely overwhelmed Lin Yu.
Mu Xiuyun, Yinlan and others stopped breathing, staring down without blinking, feeling extremely nervous.
"when!"
The sound was deafening, the golden armored holy clothes glowed, and wisps of mysterious power rippled out, offsetting most of the damage.
Lin Yu turned into a bolt of lightning, soared up into the air with the help of a suspension rope, opened the way with the Xuanyuan Sword, and continued to harvest the lives of the dead.
Wherever you go.
Rain of blood splashes, pieces of flesh fly everywhere, no one can stop him, he is brave and invincible!
In the blink of an eye.
He rushed to the first platform, killing hundreds of undead along the way.
"this……"
The creatures of all races standing on the platform could overlook everything below. Seeing this scene, they were dumbfounded on the spot.
Under the siege of thousands of undead, he actually killed hundreds of undead and successfully climbed to the first platform without much injury. This is too strong!
"The treasure armor on Haotian's body is weird. It seems to be able to resist damage."
Yinlan's beautiful eyes were filled with divine light, and she could see the extraordinary power of the golden armored holy clothes.
"Yes, that treasure armor flows with a mysterious light, which can weaken the power."
As the sixth prince of the Han Dynasty, Liu Jingtian was well-informed and could see the clues.
"That's Moyun's..."
The big yellow dog's pupils shrank for a while, recognizing the golden armored holy clothes, he almost blurted out, but fortunately he stopped.
"Why doesn't Young Master Haotian escape? What is he doing climbing up?"
Mu Xiuyun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, her face full of worry.
"What else can you do? Of course you are here to save us. Brother Haotian is so righteous. He broke out of the siege of tens of thousands of dead souls alone and did not escape down the mountain.
Instead, he came to the Tomb Palace, where the undead gathered, to rescue everyone.
Such kind and righteous people are rare in the world! "
Zhan Fei sighed, with deep reverence in his eyes.
"Young Master Haotian cannot be allowed to fight alone. I want to go down and help him."
As Mu Xiuyun said this, she was about to fly down, but Yin Lan grabbed her:
"Sister Xiuyun, you are usually very smart in doing things, but why do you lose your mind when you encounter Haotian's incident? You went down to help him to prevent him from knowing."
Mu Xiuyun said excitedly:
"Sister Yinlan, Mr. Haotian came to rescue us. Now we are trapped in a tight siege and we need to rescue us."
"Oh, there are too many undead. Even if we all go down, it will be a drop in the bucket. We might as well recuperate and wait for the final battle."
Yin Lan sighed.
Looking at the densely packed dead souls below, her eyes were filled with helplessness. Anyone present would definitely die no matter who jumped in!
"Xiuyun, believe in Boy Hao, he can rush to the platform to join us."
The big yellow dog stared at the golden armored holy clothes, feeling a little more confident.
This treasured armor is a top-quality ancient holy weapon, as famous as the Immortal Binding Rope and the Xuanyuan Sword. It can withstand damage from seven or eight levels below the Holy Lord.
Even though there are so many powerful martial arts hitting him, his strength is not that strong.
"All right."
Mu Xiuyun saw that Lin Yu became more and more courageous as he fought, and within a short time, he was on the second platform without any injuries. She was determined not to insist on helping anymore.
"There is something wrong with the golden armor on Haotian. All the commanders will come together and kill him as soon as possible."
The three-headed dragon snake saw all this, was shocked in its heart, and hurriedly gave orders.
The nine seventh-generation undead that were originally preparing to attack the ninth floor changed their direction, landed from the air, and rushed towards the platform where Lin Yu was standing.
Motian, Fairy Caiyun, Jin Tianhong and others suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Without these nine undead commanders, their pressure was immediately reduced and they were able to hold on to the ninth floor platform.
The geniuses of all races who were recovering from their injuries were all watching the battle, their hearts agitated, their expressions nervous, they all wanted to see which level Lin Yu could reach.
"kill!"
Nine seventh-generation undead attacked Lin Yu at the same time.
Terrifying energy surged in the air, and vortexes of deathly energy swept in like storms.
There seemed to be countless evil ghosts inside, stretching out dense claws of ghosts, screaming and roaring, and clawing at Lin Yu.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Lin Yu sneered.
With a thought in his mind, the innate golden body appeared behind him, and thousands of golden lights bloomed. Holding the Xuanyuan Sword, the sun and moon appeared in a mighty way, mixed with a red sun fire.
Nine seventh-generation undead, plus hundreds of undead soldiers, were all enveloped in endless white light.
Lin Yu's eyes were stunning, his hair was dancing wildly, and he rushed forward.
Xuanyuan Sword struck out a piece of golden light, directly killing the three seventh-generation undead in front of him, and then continued to ascend into the sky.
He did not waste time fighting with the remaining undead, but went straight towards the three-headed dragon snake.
Only the president, the supreme commander, who kills the undead can truly relieve the siege.
"What a waste!"
The three-headed dragon snake was furious and ordered more undead spirits to rush towards Lin Yu.
The Xuanyuan Sword in Lin Yu's hand was filled with red divine fire, killing everyone along the way.
He seemed to have transformed into a god of war, wearing golden armor and holy clothes, holding a golden holy sword, and rushed into the air to attack all enemies in his way.
He struck out with his sword countless times, killing the dead souls one by one amidst the sound of the clanging sword.
Everyone watched all this blankly, their faces full of shock. A human race, with the power of one person, fought against tens of thousands of undead souls of the same level.
They felt like they were witnessing a myth!
