With Leng Xiqiu's help, Po Jun's pressure was greatly reduced. He couldn't help but glance at Leng Xiqiu gratefully, and then concentrated on dealing with the other corpse puppets.
The corpse puppets rushing from other directions were torn apart by the sword energy one after another, and finally fell on the mountain of swords.
There was only a narrow passage left in this huge mountain of swords. Countless corpses came in, but they encountered the broken army guarding this place.
Po Jun stood in front of the passage, facing the corpses all over the mountains and plains, with the Shura sword in his hand filled with murderous intent.
At the beginning, he opened and closed widely, and when he swung the Shura sword, he swept out a large rain of blood. Broken limbs and broken arms flew around, and the corpses were numerous dead and injured.
The corpse puppets were unable to resist him at all. Hundreds of corpse puppets fell under his knife, leaving a large area in the field empty.
However, Po Jun soon discovered that the situation was not good. He did not have much spiritual power in his body. It would be fine if the number of corpse puppets was limited, but at present, it is infinite.
A large number of corpses are flowing in an endless stream, seemingly without end.
Even if he kills one, the next wave will come soon.
These corpses didn't know fatigue or fear, and rushed forward, constantly consuming his spiritual power.
So, he changed his strategy. No longer using large-scale moves, he began to cleverly use the narrowness of the passage to let the corpse puppets in front block the ones behind.
He no longer blindly pursues the number of enemies killed, but focuses on clearing the corpses in front of him.
The Shura knife turned into a sharp blade in his hand, cutting each corpse puppet accurately.
His movements were accurate and swift, without wasting any strength, defeating the zombies coming out of the passage one by one to prevent more enemies from flooding into the passage.
Although the number of corpse puppets was huge, Po Jun's calmness and precision allowed him to effectively resist their attacks.
Po Jun slashed out with one knife after another, splitting all these corpses into pieces, showing what it means to be able to hold a barrier for ten thousand people.
Although he is brave and invincible, he cannot withstand the numerous and endless number of these corpse puppets.
As time went by, the corpse puppets that came in became stronger and stronger, and it became more and more difficult for him.
Some zombie puppets with intelligence even let other zombie puppets consume them, which turned into a battle of endurance.
There are also corpse kings and corpse generals hiding among the corpses. These high-level corpse puppets not only have powerful power, but also have certain intelligence, which has brought him a lot of trouble.
At this moment, Po Jun was at the end of his strength and no longer as ferocious as before.
Po Jun was forced to retreat several times, but he gritted his teeth and charged back, holding on tightly and refusing to retreat even an inch.
He seemed to have taken over Xiao Yifeng's position and became the craziest person.
Qin Miaomiao looked at the fierce and scarred Po Jun, and couldn't help but sigh, this guy is really crazy!
She was not idle either, helping Po Jun repel the zombies who attacked sneakily, and selling a favor to Po Jun.
Xiao Yifeng looked at Po Jun who had blood flowing all over his body and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, he is a real man.
Soon, Zhao Zhihan's soul was gathered back by the Gate of Fate and condensed in front of the door.
Since her spirit had just dispersed, even if Xiao Yifeng was not familiar with her, he could still gather her spirit back.
With one enemy against ten thousand, Po Jun struck out with sword after sword, carrying an indomitable killing intent.
When the spiritual power is exhausted, use brute force. Anyway, you just want to prevent these corpse puppets from getting within ten feet of Xiao Yifeng.
But when his manpower was limited, he still couldn't hold on. He was severely injured by a corpse king, and watched helplessly as the corpse king attacked Xiao Yifeng.
He was so anxious that he could only throw out a knife and nail the corpse king to the ground, but he was also swarmed by many corpse puppets and fell to the ground.
"No!"
Qin Miaomiao's two fists were unable to defeat the four hands. Seeing that the other zombies were about to continue to move forward, Po Jun's eyes were cracked and he was extremely unwilling.
At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed, but it was Leng Xiqiu who finally suppressed the power of the God of Thunder temporarily and came to help.
Her combat power at this moment was overwhelming, and she swept these corpses back in an instant, creating a quiet space for a few people.
She held up the Jade Bone Divine Spear in her hand, like the God of War who controlled the thunder in the world, and countless thunder fell down like a waterfall.
The sky thunder kept spinning around a few people, and then pushed forward with everyone as the center of the circle.
All corpses touched by the thunder turned into ashes in an instant.
Leng Xiqiu stood with a gun in his hand, his long hair swaying, and his eyes like a god looking down on all living beings.
Qin Miaomiao was shocked. This power exceeded her imagination.
Is this the secret of lovesickness?
Xiao Yifeng looked at Leng Xiqiu in mid-air with complicated eyes.
He no longer doubted the identity of this corpse king.
This expression, this look, this is definitely Leng Xiqiu!
Besides her, which other woman could be so domineering?
Leng Xiqiu seemed to realize that he had gone too far, and the light in his eyes gradually became introverted, and then turned empty.
"You guys, get out of here!"
Po Jun also broke free from the shackles of the corpse puppets, jumped up, and killed all the corpse puppets.
Xiao Yifeng finally collected Zhao Zhihan's soul, but the situation was much more complicated than he imagined.
Zhao Zhihan's soul was extremely confused. After all, like Mei'er, she was in disarray and her soul was seriously injured.
If she were allowed to put it together on her own, it would probably take her who knows how many years to put it together.
Xiao Yifeng said solemnly: "In her case, I can't piece together her soul. I guess I can only send her to reincarnation and wait for her reincarnation."
"Although I will lose this part of my memory, and I don't know how long it will take to be reincarnated again, there is hope after all."
While Po Jun was killing the endless groups of corpses, he looked back reluctantly at the ball of soul light.
He nodded sadly and said, "Then let's send her to reincarnation."
Xiao Yifeng couldn't hold it anymore. He opened the door of reincarnation and instantly sent Zhao Zhihan into reincarnation.
Po Jun watched infatuatedly as the soul light sank into the Gate of Reincarnation until she disappeared, but he still couldn't regain consciousness for a long time.
The moment Zhao Zhihan entered reincarnation, there was another click between heaven and earth.
Countless divine chains of order collapsed, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth increased visibly to the naked eye.
Xiao Yifeng understood that his commotion had once again accelerated the collapse of Heavenly Dao.
Not only did he bring back Zhao Zhihan, who was supposed to be dead, and send him into reincarnation, he also changed the life trajectory of many people.
The two heavyweights Luo Hu and Zhao Zhihan did not die. The destruction of the Shipo Sacred Tree and the wave of turmoil in the Zhao Kingdom have increased the burden on the current world.
The already shaky rules of heaven seem to be unable to survive for many more years.
Senior Sister Li should wake up soon!
Xiao Yifeng didn't think much about it. After all, the current situation was not the time to think about this.
He immediately closed the door of destiny, locked all the chains, and wrapped them around the door of destiny again.
