The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Jiu Ge and others personally led the army, and the balance of the situation began to gradually reverse, and the East Vietnam Army was beaten to pieces.

The generals of Dongyue were furious, but they were not in a hurry, as if it wasn't the soldiers of Dongyue who died, and ordered to speed up the attack, completely disregarding the lives and deaths of the soldiers.

Jiu Ge and others also saw some clues, so they flew up to capture the thief first and capture the king.

The general of Dongyue was shocked, and immediately retreated, riding the phantom beast to the chariot, and opened the square wooden box on the chariot.

Seeing this, other East Vietnamese generals also opened the wooden boxes on other chariots.

The wooden box was one person high, two feet long and wide, just enough to accommodate one person, and the dark wooden box suddenly shone with light.

What came out was indeed a human being, his whole body was wrapped in black-gray iron armor, only a pair of black withered hands were exposed, without a trace of flesh, only black skin wrapped around finger bones, like a mummy crawling out of a grave.

Even the head is wearing black-gray armor, and there are two holes in the gloomy mask, only a pair of cloudy and empty white eyes, no eyeballs, no eyes, like a rotten dead lake, extremely terrifying.

There were only ten of them. They walked out of the wooden box, stretched out their withered black hands, and broke a soldier's neck with one hand.

The armor on their bodies was invulnerable to swords and guns, and no matter whether they were cut by swords or swords, or fire and lightning strikes, they could not stop their steps.

They are like dead corpses without souls, but each of them possesses different illusions and is extremely powerful.

"What's that?" Qingjun caught up with Jiuge and asked with a frown.

Jiuge and Qingjun had already swept the left and right wings of the enemy army, and the victory was imminent, but ten strong men with unknown levels of strength suddenly appeared.

"I don't know." Jiuge stopped and watched the movement of the ten armored men. Their limbs were stiff, but they were unambiguous in killing people.

Tong Yun, Qiu Tong and Ye Chen also caught up, watching the fight ahead, no, they should have been killed, the soldiers of Nan Xu and Bei Yan were easily killed by the armored men.

"It's probably a strong man created by the Dongyue Underground Palace. I'll go meet for a while." Tong Yun laughed wildly, stepped on the soldier's head, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The man in armor is extremely fast and has no rules, which is probably the reason for his invulnerability, so he is fearless.

Tong Yun came behind the armored man, unsheathed her incomparably sharp phantom sword, and quickly pierced into the joints of the armor and into the flesh, but not a single drop of blood came out, as her sword clearly pierced into his body.

The man in armor seemed to feel the movement behind him, and he didn't care about the sword stabbing behind him, and immediately turned around with such force that he almost threw Tong Yun away.

Tong Yun was shocked and had to pull out the magic sword. The blade was stained with thick black liquid, like the dead blood of a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

The armored man was as fast as lightning, and pinched Tong Yun's neck with his withered hands.

Tong Yun narrowly dodged, and immediately transformed into a flame that could melt steel.

With a loud bang, the surroundings of the armored man burned, and the temperature was so high that even the swords on the ground were deformed.

I thought the armored man would be burned to death, but seeing him coming out of the flames, the speed did not slow down, and a pair of empty white eyes reflected the red flames.

Tong Yun was shocked, there was no damage at all, it was not human at all...

The armored man raised his stiff arms, and a high flame burst out, surrounding the red clouds.

Tong Yun was startled, jumped up, narrowly escaped the flames, but the corner of his clothes was still scorched, his heart felt cold, so he had to retreat first.