Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 636 Soul Elegy
The sickle harvests life, and the ice and snow freeze the soul.

One hundred thousand brave and unparalleled Blood Moon Wolf Cavalry were buried in a heavy snow by Yanhua.

The flesh and blood turned into red snow, and the soul was frozen by it.

When the ice and snow shattered the smile, ashes to ashes, and dust to dust, there was only endless soul energy left in the battlefield, all of which poured into Yuhua's body.

"Reaper, my grandson swears to the ancient blood moon today that he will destroy your soul!" The grandson roared like thunder in the sky.

Accompanying it were 800 million blood moon wolf riders roaring into the sky in unison, fighting with passion, and the stars dimmed.

This is the real master of tigers and wolves, and today is the night of the full fifteenth month.

The blood moon werewolves collectively went berserk, revealing the face of ferocious beasts, their fangs shone coldly, and their sharp claws could easily tear through the strongest armor.

Every Blood Moon werewolf soldier exudes a faint red glow, which can make their souls as tough as steel, not to be attacked by spiritual souls, and their fighting spirit will never dry up and never fade.

The Skeleton Soldiers in the Reaper's army were originally powerful melee units, but compared with the berserk Blood Moon Werewolves, their aura was obviously inferior.The army of walking corpses is even more vulnerable. It is entirely conceivable what kind of disaster this battle will cause to the army of death.

Although the death army had already formed a battle formation on the front line of the Frost Fortress, Yanhua did not order them to attack. Instead, they deployed hundreds of frost rail guns on the top of the Frost Fortress.The Reaper's army is not as powerful as the Blood Moon werewolves, and the importance of the fortifications must be brought into play, otherwise this battle will be impossible to fight.

Both sides have finished their preparations and are determined to fight to the end.

Yanhua's white hair soared to the sky, and her black cloak fluttered in the wind, making a sound of hunting.The death scythe in his hand was as bright as a waning moon, exuding endless power of frosty death.

Since the Reaper's army was still on standby at the front line of the Frost Fortress, the military might of the 800 million Blood Moon werewolves was entirely borne by Yu Hua alone.

The 800 million berserk Bloodmoon werewolves exuded a military aura that even the bodies of gods and demons would find it hard to resist.

The devil emperor wanted to escape, but the god king couldn't stop it.

However, Yu Hua held a sickle in his hand and stood motionless in the void.

Every time the army advances by a foot, the military power and evil spirit that Xihua bears will increase significantly.

The black flames in the eyes burned more and more intensely, burning out the eye sockets, burning out the hair crown of ice, gradually covering the face of the god of death, knowing that he couldn't see anything clearly...

As the ancient god of war, no one knows better than Murong Yuanrui the power of killing and destroying the army's evil spirit.

Therefore, when she saw Yanhua fighting against 800 million Blood Moon werewolves alone in front of the battle, her mood was extremely serious.

Regardless of past life or present life, Murong Yuanrui and Yuhua are fateful enemies, and deep down in her heart, except for the day when she was kissed by the god of death on her lips, she has never obeyed her husband.

But now, Yanhua's figure towered up in her heart like a mountain.

Some people can only be looked up to, and some people will only leave a shadow for the world.

She was speechless for a long time, and her mood was as solemn as a mountain. Gradually, she felt suffocated. She was worried about Xihua.

The reason why the Frost Fortress is indestructible is that it is guarded by the god of death. Once the god of death falls, the army of the underworld is far inferior to the demon world and the gods.

"I'm not as good as her." Murong Yuanrui sighed heavily.

"Your Majesty the God of War, how did she do it?" The Nemesis Goddess of Fury was shocked and confused by the military might and murderous aura of Yan Hua fighting against 800 million Blood Moon werewolves alone.

"Why is the god of death so powerful?" The goddess of ice and snow also asked her own question.

"The power of the god of death alone is not enough to fight against 800 million blood moon werewolves. The reason why General Lin can do it should be related to her cracking the mystery of life and death." Chunjun said.

"Chun Jun, you are right, the divine power that Yan Hua is displaying now has surpassed the god of death." Murong Yuanrui said.

"But, she has surpassed the god of death, what state is she now?" the goddess of revenge asked again.

"There is a great horror between life and death. After breaking through life and death, there should be rebirth after destruction. Perhaps her realm is the same as Chunjun's, returning to the beginning."

"In the beginning?" Nemesis was even more confused.

"In the beginning, it was born from the place where yin and yang were extinct. The god of death in the beginning, named Kuigang."

Murong Yuanrui relied entirely on the way of the God of War to deduce, but inadvertently revealed the birth date of Yu Hua.

Yuhua is a ghost in her life. When she sees Kuigang every day, and Chenxu meets each other, the sky hits the earth.

Chen is Tiangang, Xu is Hekui, the place where yin and yang are extinct.

It can be said that Yuhua's fate originally came from a place where yin and yang were extinct, and the fate of breaking the army was just a karma.This is also the reason why she can condense the godhead of death so easily, and she has been nirvana nine times in a row without destroying her soul.

"Mistress, can the ancient underworld defeat Tiansun's army of blood moon werewolves?" Chunjun asked.

"I don't know, I can only deduce that Tiansun is definitely not Yuhua's opponent, but this is not a one-person battle. Alas, everything depends on Yuhua's own choice. If she insists on guarding the Frost Fortress by herself , even if she is Kui Gang's fate, the god of death in the early days, she will not escape the disaster of destruction today." Murong Yuanrui said with a sigh.

"Chun Jun will never watch General Lin fall into a desperate situation." Chun Jun raised his eyebrows and said.

"If you don't want to, how can I be willing to lose the general who breaks the army? I'm only worried..."

"worry about what?"

"I'm only worried that Yanhua won't give us a chance to intervene at all!"

On the battlefield where Yuhua is now, even if pure Jun is transformed into a sword body, it cannot withstand the washing of the army's majesty and evil spirit.If Yuhua didn't want others to intervene in her war, maybe even Chunjun wouldn't be able to draw a sword.

What's more, when Tiansun's army advanced, Di Shitian also made a big move, and the left and right wings put pressure on the gods and demons respectively.

The five armies of the God of War rushed out, and the magic star formation began to turn far away.

Neither the Demon Realm nor the God Realm can easily withdraw to help the Underworld. This battle is destined to be a battle of Death alone.

……

Finally, Yuhua could no longer bear any more military might.

The body suddenly flew up into the air, and with a wave of the death scythe in his hand, an arc of full moon burst out, illuminating the dark night in the void of the universe.

"Heavenly grandson, how dare you fight me!"

Roar!
Tiansun, who was extremely angry, couldn't wait.

Facing the invitation of the god of death, the murderous intent in his chest could no longer be hidden, and his whole body began to go berserk.

The body began to grow, and the face became more and more distorted and hideous.

In the end, it completely transformed into a giant with the head of a wolf, holding a blood moon battle ax and wearing a blood moon Sirius battle armor, bursting out with the fighting will to destroy everything.

This is not his final form yet, in the ensuing battle, whenever Tiansun is attacked, the human nature in his body will be reduced and the wolf nature will be increased.In the end, he turned into a Blood Moon Sirius with the power to destroy heaven and earth, and his soul was connected with Blood Moon.At that time, the grandson of heaven, Di Shitian did not dare to respond to his sharpness, and the sky was shocked and mourned, and ghosts and gods should cry.

"Reaper, one of us will fall between you and me today. Now, let's witness the terrifying power of the blood moon."

After finishing speaking, Tiansun's body cut through the night sky like a shooting star, and the blood moon battle ax slashed towards Xihua.

Yuhua also rushed towards Tiansun at the same time, and the death scythe cut towards Tiansun in an elegant arc.

The battle ax slammed on Yuhua's shoulder, smashing a few pieces of the Reaper's armor, and Yuhua's Death's scythe also cut through Tiansun's lower abdomen and split his Blood Moon Werewolf armor.

Both of them do not dodge or dodge, Yanhua has endless soul energy to repair the body of the god of death, while Tiansun intends to stimulate his potential with pain and transform into the final form of the Blood Moon Sirius.

Tiansun is extremely brave and his speed is as fast as lightning.

And Yanhua's blade is sharp, and he also takes the way of hitting fast, knowing that everything is invincible, and the only way to break through is fast.

This level of fighting is different from the sword intent duel between me and Lu Chunyang back then. We were competing on our respective understanding of the way of swordsmanship, but now the decisive battle between Yuhua and Tiansun is the real destruction.

When the two staged a pole confrontation in the air, the army of 800 million Blood Moon werewolves also rushed to the front of the Frost Fortress, and began to bear the indiscriminate destruction of the Frost Railgun.

The Frost Railgun can not only directly injure the Blood Moon Werewolf's body, but also release the power of ice to slow down their movement speed and attack speed. Under the circumstances, the combat power has been reduced again and again.

By the time they broke through the blockade of the Frost Railgun and approached the city, their combat power was almost equal to that of the Reaper's army.

Since the three realms of the ancient times sent troops to the universe void, the most tragic battle has begun.

"We were originally dust, and we should have rotted and buried in the ground. It was the god of death who summoned us back to the ground and gave us the dignity of life. Now the god of death needs brave warriors who are not afraid of death. Lords, please follow me to fight on the battlefield!"

After reading this sentence, the Immortal Corpse King sacrificed the soul-suppressing tablet, led the twelve crypt lords, and rushed to the powerful enemy with an army of walking corpses.

Behind him, the Mistress of Wraith led a kind of revenant banshee to sing an elegy.

Due to the berserk transformation of the blood moon werewolf, the soul attack of the undead banshee lost its effect, so they sang an elegy instead, radiating the fighting spirit and tenderness in their hearts for those brothers and sisters who died and turned into walking corpses.

Dirges are sung, and tears are shed.

I don't know how many numb walking corpses awakened the memories of their previous lives on the way of charging.

I don't know how many skeleton warriors, when the bones shattered, there was a lover's happy face.

Life goes on, killing goes on.

All sentient beings are sad and gray-haired, and the way of heaven has no intention of vicissitudes.

Why do we fight, kill!

……

The god of death has a soul box, which can contain the will of the army of dead souls who died in battle.

From the moment of the decisive battle of the army, Yanhua could sense the will of countless heroic spirits pouring into the soul box.

"Golden armored crypt lord, fall!"

"Iron Claw Crypt Lord, fall!"

"Bloodwing Crypt Lord, fall!"

"Plague Knight, fall!"

"Famine Knight, fall!"

……

The soul box resounded non-stop, and every sound announced the fall of a powerful soul warrior.

They were originally the dead, but because of the rebirth of the god of death, they became the forgotten ones.Today, they die on the battlefield and are completely forgotten in the end.

Yanhua is not a heartless person, on the contrary she is ultimately affectionate.

Even though she sits on the Frost Throne all day long, she cares about the people of the underworld all the time.

For the living, the falling snow of the god of death is death and curse, but for the people of the underworld, the snowflakes are gentle flowers.

Another bone-piercing cry sounded, and the soul box announced: "Mother of the Wraith Spirit, fall!"

Yuhua, who was soaked in blood all over her body, turned her head suddenly, and saw the shattered soul body of the Mistress of the Wraith Spirit, glowing with light, gradually dissipating...

(End of this chapter)