"Boom!"

Wang Ye flew up and kicked the green-eyed corpse dog that was burning all over his body.

"Thanks... Thank you..." The

level 14 gunsmith looked at Wang Ye's tall back and thanked in a low voice.

Unfortunately, at this time, Wang Ye was full of undead spirits, and he didn't have the heart to deal with him at all.

"Phew!"

A blazing fireball appeared in Wang Ye's palm, and Wang Ye smiled cruelly at the black-pressed army of undead in front of him, and then slammed the fireball in his hand to the ground.

[Fire System Spell: Earth Yan]

"Boom boom..."

More than a dozen thick pillars of fire about three meters high rose from the ground in front of Wang Ye in turn.

The scorching heat and blazing flames set fire to nearly a hundred undead creatures in front of Wang Ye...

Looking

at the nearly a hundred fireballs formed by the undead creatures in front of him, the level 14 gunsmith looked confused.

"This big brother... Didn't you just slash a green-eyed corpse dog? "

How can you still have the skills of a fire magician?"

"He... What is the extraordinary profession?

Suddenly, the gunsmith's heart was alarmed, and his eyes suddenly froze, and through the rolling wave of fire, he saw a vague shadow.

"Be careful, it's the spirit undead... Uh..." Before

the words fell, he was so shocked by what happened next that he couldn't speak.

I saw the majestic spiritual power manifest around Wang Ye's body, and then condensed into a spiritual long sword.

As soon as the spirit long sword took shape, it whistled and slashed out.

The spirit undead who he detected the trace, before he broke out of the sea of fire, was cut in two by the flying spirit long sword, wailing and turning into soul dust...

"Soul Slashing Sword?"

"So ruthless!"

"What a feud this is with the Tower of Dry Bones..." After

being secretly surprised, he wanted to rush behind Wang Ye, intending to follow Wang Ye.

Unfortunately, before he could rush behind Wang Ye, Wang Ye rushed into the raging sea of fire and launched a countercharge towards the surging army of undead in front of him.

Looking at the back that was quickly engulfed by the sea of fire, the level 14 gunsmith had an admiration on his face.

Oh, yes!

It is because of the existence of these desperate warriors that this counterattack can be organized....

As long as these warriors are not dead!

Nade Mountain, there is still hope!

"For Tokuyama!"

"For the family!"

"Kill!"

The gunsmith quickly changed the magazine, turned the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger on the undead army on the other side.

His face was full of pride and ambition....

For the sake of righteousness, why die?

In the sea of fire, Wang Ye continuously released the earth flame and expanded the scope of the sea of fire, while taking time to check the killing report and the progress of the war mission.

"Quack..."

Looking at the killing reports that kept popping up on the virtual panel in front of him, and the slow but firm progress of the mission in the faction war, Wang Ye let out a strange laugh.

Others are soldier-to-soldier, and they will be generals.

He is responsible for bullying Xiao Pai Cai....

Wang Ye had already observed that the battlefield he was currently on was a low-level extraordinary killing field.

There are no important undead buildings in front, so the undead creatures sent here to defend by the Tower of Dry Bone are not strong, generally between level 1 and level 20.

And for undead creatures of this level, even if Wang Ye uses fire spells, he can make a big move in a second...

Glancing at the few red-eyed bats hovering in front of him, Wang Ye smiled softly, and then continued to assault forward with a big stride.

This flame passage opened by Wang Ye was soon discovered by the human transcendent on the stranglehold line.

Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately followed, closely following the sea of fire, and moving forward as the sea of fire spread...

They used the sea of fire as arrows to form a simple arrow formation.

The sea of fire knocked away and cleared the undead creatures directly in front of them, they only needed to cooperate with their companions on the strangled line, and join forces to deal with the undead creatures on both sides...

Break the surface with points.

Wang Ye had already noticed the movement behind him, but he was very busy now and didn't have time to take care of them, otherwise, Gao Low would have to collect some protection fees...

"

Hey, hey, hey..." "Fooled, huh?"

Sensing the fluctuations coming from ahead, Wang Ye looked mocking.

A

yin wind blew through, and the tumbling sea of fire suddenly dimmed a little, and even the scorching air of the sea of fire faintly decreased by a few degrees.

In Wang Ye's spiritual perception, at this time, there were a large group of spirit body undead, rushing into the sea of fire without hesitation, and approaching at a rapid speed towards their location.

Without thinking, Wang Ye knew that this should be the masterpiece of a certain necromancer...

In other words, he will also adopt the same strategy as the other party when facing a fire magician who broke away from the main formation and continued to advance forward...

Spirit body undead, rush, kill!

"

Then let you see what the gap is!"

Wang Ye laughed loudly, and the spirit in his mind surged out, condensing around him into a soul slashing sword that exuded strong spiritual fluctuations.

One, three, five....

In the blink of an eye, the number of soul slashing swords reached eight.

"Hey, I'm almost

a sword cultivator..." "Hey, it's not impossible

..." "Then I have time to find a sword cultivator and study it well..."

"Buzz..." the

eight soul slashing swords whistled out.

"Boom..." The

sword shadow flickered, the sea of fire rolled, the spirit was shaken, and the dust scattered...

One undead creature after another, before they even had time to wail, they didn't have time to send out the soul slashing sword that was slashed by the fly, and they were cut into flying ash...

"What?"

"What's going on?"

In the army of the undead, a necromancer holding an ebony staff felt the tremors in his mind one after another, and his face was incredible.

Each tremor represents the demise of a contract undead.

And now the tremor frequency is three points faster than the tremor speed of women's small toys to the maximum gear....

Too fast, really too fast....

Died too fast....

It's like mass suicide....

The necromancer said that this was completely unacceptable....

Both physically and psychologically....

Although these spirit undead he sent out are cannon fodder, they want to use them to pile up each other, but at this death rate, he just fills all the contract undead into it, and he may not be able to turn over any waves....

After hesitating slightly, he still made the right choice.

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