Chapter 1719 (1/2)
If it is said that the endless spirits of the dead just entered at the first moment condense the power of yin and evil aiming at the soul level, then at this moment, the spirit of thousands of resurrected divine soldiers is the power of killing, which is the most pure crazy condensation of killing breath.
You should know that all the ancient divine soldiers who can be hidden in this tomb have gone through thousands of years of tempering, stained with the blood of countless human pride, and sleeping in the air of killing.
That can be counted as the terror accumulated over thousands of years, all gathered together.
At this moment, all the souls who died in the battlefield had a kind of uncontrollable shudder. I'm afraid that except Xu Yang, who was in the palm of the ice emperor tower, no one else could survive the great killing guards.
Unconsciously, Xu Yang seems to be aware of the trembling soul of the hundreds of thousands of troops behind him. He resolutely gives up the fusion state of Binghuang tower. Instead, he presses the bright ice blue main artifact on the head of the hundreds of thousands of troops behind him.
Instead of helping these comrades in arms to act as a guardian medium to resist the smell of killing, they let themselves soar without any artifact to defend themselves. They actually carried thousands of awakened artifact spirits in the whole soldier God tomb with their own flesh.
”Ha ha, it's just a human race. I should look at you with new eyes. While now, you have not been completely torn up by the murderous spirit of the magic soldiers around you. You'd better go back to where you came from. Otherwise, you may not even know how you died later. ”
These words, naturally, are the mysterious master in the tomb of garrison soldiers, and are directly transmitted to Xu Yang's soul world in the form of soul sound. However, Xu Yang's existence only shows a cold smile, and does not hesitate to respond with a stronger voice of soul.
”I came to your place to destroy your ashram, destroy your spirits, and seize all the magic weapons under your command. That's my only purpose.”
You know, it's not one of the five forbidden areas on the road to heaven of the military God tomb. Even if it's the ashram of any other monk in Wuji Dajing, Xu Yang, as an intruder, dares to talk to his master like this. It's absolutely unparalleled offense.
Sure enough, when Xu Yang's echo, as a response, penetrated into the other party's soul world, the figure hidden in the dark suddenly rose into the air.
With a domineering attitude, overlooking Xu Yang's void position.
”Bold Terran, who gives you the courage to be so reckless in the soldier God tomb? I'm afraid you haven't experienced the real battlefield of death.”
As soon as the voice fell, a figure who could not see the specific outline appeared around his body out of thin air, and hundreds of ancient artifacts gathered at the same time.
Although these artifact spirits are in a relatively balanced state under the restriction of a very special rule, anyone can see that these artifact spirits are like the soul puppets of this mysterious master. As long as he orders, any artifact can wake up anytime and anywhere, and its own war spirit can join the fight in