Doupa: More sons, more blessings, I build the strongest family

In this battle, overall, the advantage lies with the coalition of the four races, although from time to time strong men from the coalition died, which made Lei Ying and Yan Jin feel a little heartbroken.

However, this is a war, and casualties are inevitable. As long as the fight continues, the balance of victory will tilt toward the coalition of the four races. By then, those who die will be the heroes of the race and will be respected by future generations.

"Keep taking action, don't let the Void Swallowing Flame disturb other battlefields..."

Yan Jin and Lei Ying looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of cruelty in each other's eyes.

"Haha, the Soul Clan has been planning for hundreds of thousands of years to gather the ancient jade. If it is so easy to be defeated by you, you are too fanciful."

Just when Yan Jin and Lei Ying showed ruthlessness in their eyes, Void Swallowing Yan, who was knocked back, slowly stepped into the void and appeared in front of them again, sneering.

"Hmph...this time, if the four clans attack at the same time, your soul clan will definitely lose..."

Hearing this, a cold light flashed on the faces of Lei Ying and Yan Jin. Just as they were about to take action, a slightly urgent voice suddenly sounded in their ears: "Quickly retreat, the situation has changed!"

The sudden sound made the two of them startled, and their expressions immediately changed, because they could tell that the voice belonged to Gu Yuan. What could happen to him in such a hurry?

"Buzz!"

Just when Lei Ying and Yan Jin lost their luster, the black clouds covering the sky suddenly made a strange buzzing sound, and waves of cold aura spread quickly.

"Is it finally going to be better... If it goes any slower, the soul clan's army will be almost destroyed..."

Hearing the buzzing sound, Void Swallowing Flame also raised his head, feeling slightly relieved. The coalition of the four races plus the strong men of the Gama Empire led by Morrowind indeed had more strong men than the Soul Clan. There are too many. The current loss rate of the Soul Clan army is much faster than that over there. If they continue to fight like this, I am afraid that the Soul Clan army will be destroyed.

"Buzz!"

The buzzing sound became more and more urgent, and at the same time, several indescribably sinister auras slowly appeared from the black clouds.

Under such changes, everyone on the battlefield raised their heads, looking at the black clouds in the sky with suspicious and alert eyes.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the black clouds surged rapidly, and several black shadows shot out from them, just floating in various directions in the sky.

"Is that... a coffin?"

Everyone was shocked when they looked at the things shot out of the black mist.

Because those things were actually three black coffins, and the sinister and cold aura seeped out from the coffins.

"Bang!"

Three black coffins were suspended in the air, and the coffin lids suddenly flew away. Three skeleton-like skinny figures slowly stepped out of them.

Immediately, three terrifying auras, which were stronger than those of Hun Yuantian before, surged across the sky, causing the faces of the four tribes coalition forces to change dramatically.

"Hunshengtian? Hunyao? How can these old ghosts still be alive?!"

Looking at the three figures, the eyes of Lei Ying and Yan Jin suddenly tightened, and their faces were full of horror and disbelief. Hun Shengtian and Hun Yao are three people with higher seniority in the Hun Clan than even the clan leader, Hun Tian Emperor. Back then, they gradually fell away and died. How could they reappear today? ?

"The strength of the Soul Clan is so unexpected. There are so many Eight-Star Fighting Saints all of a sudden. Moreover, in addition to the four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan, there were also three Seven-Star Fighting Saints who came out..." Xun'er sighed. Dao, this kind of strength is much stronger than that of the Ancient Clan. Before, the Ancient Clan was too unworthy of its title as the strongest ancient race.

"These three people are just the living dead..."

While Yan Jin and Lei Ying were panicking, in the distance, Chen Feng spoke unhurriedly.

This sentence also reminded Yan Jin and Lei Ying. The two of them also sensed an extremely strong aura of death from the Hun Shengtian trio.

The living dead exist like puppets, but they are more advanced than puppets, because this requires the use of some strange method to resurrect some people who have died.

But the conditions for that kind of resurrection are extremely harsh, and the probability is quite low, so generally no one does it. After all, after death, a truly strong person is always protected by a family or a sect. No one wants the body of their ancestor to die after death. Later he was raped.

Obviously, the soul clan didn't know what method they used to turn these dead soul clan masters into living dead.

In this case, he can fight for the Soul Clan again. Is this the hidden power of the Soul Clan?

If Hun Yuantian is added, then there are four Eight-Star Fighting Saints. This level of strength is enough to deflect the war-winning Tian Ping against the Hun Clan!

After all, there are only three Eight-Star Fighting Saints on the four-race coalition, and two of them need to be stronger to hold back the Void Swallowing Flame.

The remaining person really has no chance of winning against the four elders of the Soul Clan.

"The four directions are dead, the realm of death!"

In the sky, the three figures suddenly opened their mouths, and three light spots flew out.

In the end, the three points of light turned into three giant black doors that were thousands of feet tall. The giant doors were filled with the aura of death. These were three more doors of death!

The giant black doors stood in three directions in the sky, and the aura of death surged out. Under the influence of the aura of death, the powerful coalition forces suddenly discovered with horror that the vitality in their bodies was gradually passing away!

The three gates formed a formation that surrounded all the coalition forces inside. Looking at this scene, they actually planned to use this to severely injure the coalition forces!

"retreat!"

The expressions of Lei Ying and Yan Jin changed drastically at this moment. They obviously recognized this formation that was famous in ancient times, and they shouted hurriedly.

"Hunyuantian, return to the formation! Sacrifice the gate of death and silence, complete the formation!"

Seeing that the coalition forces were about to retreat, a skinny old man among the three people also said sternly.

"Get out!"

Hearing the old man's shout, Lei Ying and Yan Jin's hearts beat violently.

If the formation is completed, the losses today will be huge!

"call out!"

The embarrassed Hun Yuantian quickly flew up to the sky, looking at the three of them, but his face turned green and red. After a moment, he said in a dry voice: "My Door of Death has been snatched away by that boy Morrowind. …”

"The Gate of Dead Silence was robbed?!"

Hearing Hun Yuantian's words, the expressions of the three skinny old men suddenly became extremely gloomy, and one of them couldn't help but angrily said: "Hun Yuantian, we have been planning for countless years, and we have just cultivated the four paths of death." It's just a door, and you actually lost it in such a short period of time?!"

(End of this chapter)