Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 1071
Qi Yu was not in a hurry, and was still making calculations silently. At this moment, Yan Yueque suddenly moved.

He raised his hand, and a crack appeared in the space like broken glass. A large number of virtual soldiers crossed the space gap and charged towards Feng Qiwu again.

Lu Hongyu stared blankly at the shocking scene, and unconsciously clenched the gun barrel around his waist.It wasn't that he was shocked by the number of enemy troops, but he was completely puzzled at this moment.

Since he knew that no matter how many virtual soldiers came, they would only be refined into undead warriors, why did he keep sending supplies to the enemy, Yan Yueque, what was he planning?
This vague doubt turned into an ominous premonition, coiling in his heart like a shadow.

Feng Qiwu still maintained a calm posture, sometimes launched a poisonous attack, and sometimes attacked with spiritual power, the enemy army almost disappeared in pieces when his sleeves were waved, and when the life bar was completely exhausted, they turned into Undead warriors, join the killing team.

As the soldiers from group A came batch after batch, the number of people around Feng Qiwu continued to increase under such ebb and flow, and the difference in the number of the two sides also split at the limit of visible speed.But Yan Yueque didn't seem to feel the exhaustion of his own side. Every time a group of virtual soldiers died, he immediately dispatched a new group, persistently carrying out an "impossible battle".

What is he trying to do?An uneasy premonition continued to expand in Lu Hongyu's heart.This kind of meaningless action doesn't look like it was intended to consume Feng Qiwu's physical strength——

And... How many people did Group A ambush around?Where did they appear from?Why is there a visual effect of broken space every time the enemy appears?Could it be that this space...was some kind of trap set up by the enemy early in the morning?

While the two sides were watching the battle with each other's thoughts, Feng Qiwu already killed all the incoming enemy soldiers with such force.After a few rounds, Yan Yueque, who had been silently watching, suddenly sneered.

"Feng Qiwu, I've heard that you have a big appetite, but I didn't expect that you would eat so happily even the bait for your own funeral?"

Flicking the sleeve of Feng Qiwu's robe, he said disdainfully: "Yan Yueque, you should know that I am a necromancer, and I am not a half-baked like Ye Shuo, even if you send more dead bodies, I can still eat them! "

After finishing speaking, he flicked his ten fingers, and with a "whoosh", dozens of black light beams shot towards them, piercing through the necks of the newly dead enemy soldiers one after another, signing the soul contract with them.

However, this time, Feng Qiwu clearly felt that something was wrong with the manipulation of those soldiers.

Not only was the air pressure in the surroundings disturbed, but even the spiritual consciousness that had penetrated into their bodies encountered an unknown obstacle, which had a violent impact on their own soul restraints.

Feng Qiwu frowned slightly. This kind of situation, after he mastered the undead spell, has almost never happened again for a long time. What is this—?
Seeing this, Yan Yueque couldn't help but sneered and said, "Feng Qiwu, I've already said that your luck today is pretty bad."

Encouraged by him, Feng Qiwu suddenly raised his head, and the two dark shadows drawn from the corners of his eyes appeared even more gloomy in his cold gaze at the moment.

"Then I'll let you see the true strength of a necromancer before you die!"

As his spiritual power rose sharply, more and more ghosts emerged from his body, and the faint blue flames floated in the air, and quickly pieced together into a huge beast's mouth.Huangquan is full of lifeless energy, and this extremely impactful appearance alone is enough to scare people to death.

Amid Youyougui's cry, Feng Qiwu's raised palm was suddenly clenched in the next moment.

"swallow!"

With a squirming mouth of the huge beast, it swooped down and bit down on the newly dead soldiers!
Seeing that the group of virtual soldiers were completely enveloped in death, Feng Qiwu's expression returned to a bit of arrogance.

From his point of view, it is impossible for his undead spell to go wrong. Maybe it's just that he swallowed too many recruits in one go today, and even himself will feel strenuous.

But the undead beast that was transformed this time was condensed from a large number of Yin soldiers under his control, representing the high-end strength of necromancy.Let it attack and devour these recruits, it must be safe!
Yan Yueque just watched from the opposite side leisurely.The undead beasts summoned by Feng Qiwu did make him frowned at first.But in just a moment, there was an expected sneer in his eyes.

It was as if all Feng Qiwu's actions were progressing according to the rhythm he wanted——

Under the gaze of a few pairs of eyes, the yin energy emitted by the undead beast has clearly transformed most of the virtual soldiers into the form of undead warriors, but when the transformation is about to be completely completed, the already settled down The dead air, however, broke out again after eroding into the body.Feng Qiwu could feel that even the undead beasts were breaking away from the control of his soul!

"What's going on? How could this happen?" Feng Qiwu was really surprised this time.If it is because of his lack of physical strength, he cannot completely control those recruits, but this undead beast is formed by a large number of Yin soldiers under his command, each of which has already signed a soul contract with himself, there is absolutely no possibility , will make it out of my control...!
Unless... unless there is a necromancer with a higher rank than me... But I am a strong man in the sky, and the difference in realm is enough to bring insurmountable combat power bonuses to special professions!For those who came to participate in this trial, it is impossible for someone to practice undead spells and have the same realm as himself. This is impossible...impossible...!
"Feng Qiwu, aren't you confident that you can play with dead souls?" Yan Yueque smiled darkly, stretching her arms to the sides, "Then open your eyes again and see where this is—"

In an instant, the surrounding scenery changed suddenly, from green mountains and green waters to a gloomy cemetery abruptly.

All landscapes have peeled off their once glamorous coats, revealing the most primitive bleakness.

There are endless barren graves, and even complete tombstones can't be found.From time to time, crows flew over the sky, neighing hoarsely.Weeds are overgrown on the ground, bones are piled up, and there are dots of will-o'-the-wisps, piercing the solitude of the withered grave from time to time.The undead screamed, the wind howled, although it was daytime, it was as gloomy as night.

Feng Qiwu looked at the changes in front of him indifferently, there was a dangerous low pressure roaring and accumulating in his pupils.

Not only did the formations set up along the way lead them to the wrong direction at first, but even the battle field was always covered by illusion... He began to believe that Group A was indeed playing a big game of chess.

It's no wonder that every time the virtual soldiers appear, they make a special trip to break the space. That's because this is not a real space at all!What they touched when they stepped in was actually the boundary between the virtual and the real in the two spaces!

Although he was still unable to determine exactly what happened here, the fact that the undead warrior was out of control made him feel bad for the first time.Perhaps, Group A really found some way to restrain him... But this method may make him capsize in the gutter...

"How, are you surprised?" Yan Yueque smiled lightly and walked forward slowly until the surrounding scenery was completely closed, "We were as surprised as you when we first found this place."

"Because it is a place that is completely incompatible with your attributes."

Feng Qiwu responded silently, while Lu Hongyu clenched the barrel of the gun tightly.The dignified atmosphere seemed even more strange in this special environment.

"This is the refuge of the dead." Yan Yueque slowed down his speech and revealed the answer word by word, "It is also the only mass burial ground in this trial space."

"Those undead soldiers, although they are under your control for the time being and stay in the mortal world, this is their true destination. When they get here, their suppressed instincts will reawaken, and they will scramble to go home and seek relief—"

"In other words, the necromancer ability you are so proud of is completely useless in this place. That's why I said a long time ago that this is the most suitable cemetery for you."

Until recently, the members of Group A gradually noticed the mystery hidden in this space.

At first, it was indeed just a barren ancient battlefield, but at the same time, it was a preliminary model area.

If we use procedural modeling as a metaphor, this space is a primary model domain, and operators can follow their own minds and build various models.As long as the special limitations of this space are not violated, infinite possibilities can be freely developed.

And the limitation of this space is a "traditional ancient style".

As long as it is a possible place in ancient times, it can be automatically generated.So in the earliest days, there were only seven basic cities, as well as virtual soldiers and granaries.But as the war progressed, barren villages and banditry also appeared here. They all truly simulated the ancient life.

A mass grave, appearing on the edge of the ancient battlefield, will not have any conflicts.And because this is a battlefield, after a large number of soldiers died in the front line, their bodies were often thrown directly into mass graves because there was nowhere to bury them.As a result, the yin energy in the entire cemetery was very strong, enough to disturb the undead soldiers!

To break the undead spell, one way is to have a stronger strength than the necromancer, and the other way is to duel in some special venues.There, the strength of the necromancer will also be suppressed, and others can take advantage of it!

It was indeed a remarkable breakthrough for the members of Group A to be able to discuss the "Use Mass Burial Mounds to Restrain the Undead".And the reason why Yan Yueque summoned a large number of virtual soldiers appeared in the eyes of others is quite illogical behavior of "giving away heads", so that after they die in battle, the death aura will merge with the special aura here, continuously strengthening the death aura. The intensity of the gas.When it breaks through the saturation value... Even Feng Qiwu can no longer control it!

"Besides, there is still a lot of dead energy coiling around here." Yan Yueque glanced around meaningfully while speaking, "Their strength will be multiplied here. You can really suppress it. A riot of angry ghost soldiers?"

Although Feng Qiwu was furious in his heart, he still didn't reveal the slightest bit in front of the enemy.

"Even if I can't control the undead warriors, I still have other means!"

After the gloomy voice fell, he suddenly raised his hand, and two poisonous dragons shot out through the air like ribbons, bringing a series of sharp sonic booms.The spreading poisonous mist dyed half of the sky dark purple.

However, before the fierce attack touched Yan Yueque, those undead warriors who had been abandoned by the side suddenly rushed out first, waving their hands, and rushed towards Feng Qiwu.

Undead spells also have risks, that is, when collecting prey, you must do what you can, once they get out of control, they will definitely eat back at their masters!
"Whizzing!"

The poisonous dragon pierced through the head of the undead soldier with lightning speed.But except for a slight tremor of the bodies of the two Yin soldiers, they were still unscathed.Moreover, this kind of attack obviously enraged them, and the speed of the subsequent pounce was also twice as fast as before.The big mouth opened, revealing two rows of white fangs, shocking.

Feng Qiwu's face was gloomy, and he waved his sleeves to resist their attacks, and at the same time, he was constantly thinking about countermeasures.

As a manipulator, he knows better than anyone else that undead warriors are not afraid of physical and magical damage, and are not afraid of poisonous attacks, and can be resurrected infinitely... In a word, they have no obvious weaknesses at all.Once domesticated and mature, it will be more difficult to deal with than zombies!
With this hand, he has defeated countless enemies.However, today, when the sharpest spear turned and pierced himself, it also made him feel very troubled.

In desperation, he could only hold up the time-traveling hourglass, hoping that by reversing time, he could temporarily eliminate the dead energy in this area.

"I forgot to tell you," Yan Yueque said provocatively in the name of a reminder, "This is the gap connecting the two worlds of Yin and Yang, and there is a lot of space-time turbulence. So if you want to manipulate time here, a If you are not careful, you may fall into the crack of time and space, and you will never come back—"

Feng Qiwu frowned suddenly, but he had the experience of going to mass graves and collecting the souls of the dead, so he also knew that Yan Yueque hadn't lied to him at this point.

Now...he can no longer summon other undead soldiers. Once they appear, not only will they not become his helpers, but they will also join this group of rioting Yin troops!And these ghost soldiers, even if he wanted to take them back into his sea of ​​soul consciousness, there was nothing he could do.

In the end how to do?Could it be... would he really be entangled to death here?The spear thrown by him drank the last drop of blood...?
At this time, he had no time to talk, and had to do his best just to deal with the undead soldiers in front of him.Yan Yueque was also happy to see him exhausted, he sat on the wall and watched leisurely, and occasionally chatted with the people beside him.

Now, the situation is completely in his hands.

There are only two ways to wait for Feng Qiwu, one is to be killed by his own undead soldiers.

And the other one, even if the undead soldiers can't kill him... I will make up for it again!

As long as Feng Qiwu dies, the rest of Group B will be easily captured?

(End of this chapter)