C767 (1/2)

Other sect elders all said, ”we are willing to retreat with Lingxiao Pavilion.”

”Well, let's call on our disciples to break through together from the West.”

When elder Han finished, he took the lead. The powerful holy power came out of his body and swept across the strong people of the dead spirit clan.

Other people are also closely behind him, countless powerful Xuanji huff and puff out from their palms.

It has to be said that the enemy in the west is indeed the least.

Under the joint efforts of these strong men, they directly tear open the siege of the dead spirit clan.

There was a touch of joy on their faces.

It gives them hope of life.

However, at the moment of their successful breakthrough, three dark shadows with a terrible smell rushed up from under the ground and stood in front of them.

Countless black awns emanated from their bodies. Where they passed, everything was vanishing into nothingness.

Han Changlao, who took the lead, was directly engulfed by the black awn. There was no residue left, and he disappeared in the air.

It scared the people in the back.

With panic on their faces, they stepped back.

Behind them, however, were the army of the dead.

Under the double-sided attack of the dead army, a heartrending scream sounded from their crowd.

The vast majority of people were killed on the spot, and only a small number of people fled back to the city wall with seriously injured bodies.

”It's really stupid of human beings to fall into our trap so easily. Ha ha ha...”

The three shadows laughed wildly.

The rest of the survivors, blushing and blue, were embarrassed.

I didn't expect that their way of survival was the trap of the dead.