Peerless God of War

I saw that these flying blades directly penetrated the undead, as if they hit the air, and passed directly, without causing any damage to the undead.

This scene was so terrifying and weird that it was unspeakable. Even Dou Heng was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat from behind.

This legendary undead was far more difficult and terrifying than he expected.

"I still don't believe it today. If I can't kill you, I'll kill you again with a strong wind."

Seeing such a scene, even Dou Heng was irritated, as if the undead was mocking him. He was simply unbearable.

With a thought, the spell in his hand flashed, and suddenly several flying blades turned back again, launching a series of killings against the undead, forming a terrifying wind blade killing space, shuttling and cutting back and forth, completely checkmate The spirit is enveloped in it.

Puff puff!

The sound of piercing the sky was endless. After Dou Heng's hard work, the undead was finally riddled with holes and collapsed in all directions.

"Haha, it's just that, it's no big deal, uh..."

Suddenly, Dou Heng was blocked halfway through what he said, stopped, and swallowed it back.

I saw that the undead who had been defeated by the wind blade attack actually reunited and returned to their original state, as if they were not injured at all, which meant that Dou Heng's attack was completely ineffective.

"how so?"

For a moment, even a ruthless guy like Dou Heng felt a little frightened and frightened.

The more incomprehensible something is, the more terrifying it is.

"Could it be that the legend is true?" Suddenly, Dou Heng seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He didn't know much about the undead. He only saw some fragments of words in ancient books, and he didn't take it too seriously at the time.

But there was one thing he remembered very clearly.

That is, these undead people are transformed by the souls after death. They have long become monsters that only rely on instinct to act. They have no relationship with them in life. They are completely alienated and terrifying existences, and they cannot be harmed by magic. .

There are only two ways to kill this kind of undead. One is to wait for the undead to collapse on its own. As time goes by, the soul energy of the undead will be lost little by little, and eventually it will die completely.

But he didn't know how long this process would last, and Dou Heng didn't dare to gamble at all.

Besides, the undead in front of him has been chasing him for so long, but it doesn't seem to show any signs of disintegrating on its own. This method probably won't work.

Then apart from that, there is only one way left.

That is, soul attack.

"It is recorded in ancient books that soul attacks can cause great harm to the undead. Maybe you can give it a try."

Dou Heng's heart skipped a beat and he was about to take action.

Right in front of his eyes, he saw the undead reunited. A pair of gray eyes exuded a terrifying aura of death and despair, and they suddenly stared at Dou Heng.

Obviously, although Dou Heng's blow did not really hurt it, it angered it to a great extent.

"Hoar, intruder, die!"

"Hoar, intruder, die!"

"Hoar, intruder, die!"

From the big mouth transformed by the mist of the undead, a roar came out. The sound was very sharp and terrifying, and it made Dou Heng's head swell.

Immediately, Dou Heng's expression suddenly changed and he said: "No, this is a soul attack, retreat quickly."

As soon as the undead's sonic attack came out, a series of invisible ripples were sent out in the air, hitting Dou Heng's head crazily. It felt as if someone was holding a long gun and stabbing him in the head. .

He felt very uncomfortable, even a little scared.

Completely subconsciously, Dou Heng quickly retreated and distanced himself from the undead.

But the Necromancer seemed to have completely locked him in. No matter how much Dou Heng fled, he was not given the slightest chance to dodge and pursued him crazily.

And because the undead itself is in the form of gray mist and is not an entity, it can completely ignore the obstacles of various terrains, flying faster and at an astonishing speed.

In this way, even Dou Heng, who has the strength of the middle stage of Tribulation Immortal, does not dare to be careless in the slightest. He has to grit his teeth and use all his strength to be able to barely win in front and avoid being killed by this terrifying undead spirit. The person caught up with him.

The terrifying death energy on this undead person is condensed. If it is slightly touched and contaminated, it will be extremely deadly to a Tribulation Immortal, comparable to the most poisonous poison in time. .

"This death aura is too terrifying. You must not be contaminated by it, otherwise you will be doomed." Dou Heng gritted his teeth and ran away frantically.

And behind him, the undead were chasing after him, enjoying themselves endlessly.

Dou Heng felt extremely aggrieved. Ever since he became successful in cultivation, he had never been so useless. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to try to fight back.

"Hmph, I don't have any last names yet, how about you try this trick of mine."

Mental shock!

Dou Hengxin made a move, condensing a powerful soul force, turning it into a sharp blade and stabbing the pursuing undead.

puff!

This mental impact really hit the undead. The undead's eyes were shocked, and his body suddenly stopped, swaying slightly, and seemed to be unsteady, but stopped in place.

The mental shock technique worked.

However, Dou Heng had no time to feel happy at all. The next moment, his face darkened, and he felt that his consciousness seemed to have entered a gray place, surrounded by darkness, full of despair and terror.

Gray earth, gray sky, gray rivers, gray everything, everything is gray, dead, lifeless.

The only thing with color was his own. Dou Heng lowered his head and looked at himself completely subconsciously, and saw that the originally white soul body began to be contaminated bit by bit.

The gray color, unknown to the strange existence, began to invade his soul body bit by bit, starting from his feet and going up, it was turning gray and lifeless bit by bit.

For a moment, Dou Heng's eyes dilated and his pupils shrank crazily. He was extremely frightened.

"Where is this, what is going on, how did I become like this, no, this is not me, I am still on the island ruins, I am Dou Heng, I want to live, ah~"

After experiencing the initial confusion and confusion, Dou Heng quickly woke up and realized that what he was in front of was just an illusion.

But this illusion is too real and too terrifying. It makes people feel the terror of death up close. This feeling is unprecedented.