Super Master of Female President

Although Zhang Baokun is courageous, it does not mean that he will not be afraid.

This is an instinctive fear of the strong, which cannot be described in words.

Of course, although he was afraid, he was not afraid of the challenge, on the contrary, his blood boiled over.

"no!"

Seeing that the three of Lu Qinghong wanted them to leave, Gu Qingcheng decisively shook his head, clenched his fists, and said: "We can't let you die just to escape!"

"Yes, that's right!"

Gu Xiaoran bit his teeth and said, "We must fight together!!"

"Hahaha...it's a good one to fight together...tonight, none of you want to leave here!"

Accompanied by a wild laugh, I saw the sacrificial **** wearing a black mage robes and holding a cane staff like a black lightning bolt from a distance, and stopped above the yard.

With the arrival of the gods, the black clouds in the sky also gathered together and became denser and denser, like a huge black curtain covering the sky.

The body of the sacrificial **** is surrounded by black-gray death and decay. The powerful aura and pressure released from the body make people feel desperate and chilling.

"As expected to be the main **** in the alliance of gods, it seems to be much stronger than the gods..."

Lu Qinghong couldn't help sighing, his eyes were like torches, and he stared closely at the **** sacrifice standing at an altitude of more than 20 meters.

"No matter how strong this guy is, we can't hold back!"

Zhang Baokun yelled.

"Yes, you can't hold back!"

Gu Xiaoran also suppressed the fear in his heart, and answered aloud.

"hehe……"

The sacrificial **** smiled coldly, and said: "Enough, you little guys, don't do it anymore... In front of the real strong, all your fighting spirit and hope will be wiped out...

Right now, you only have one choice... Give the **** stone obediently, maybe I will keep your corpses..."

"Okay, old stuff, fight if you want to fight, stop talking nonsense, do you think we will be afraid of you!!"

Gu Xiaoran yelled at the sacrificial god.

"that is!"

Zhang Baokun slammed his chest and roared: "If you have the ability to fight with us, I won't be afraid of you!!!"

"It seems that you really don't cry without seeing the coffin..."

The sacrificial **** smiled indifferently, and said: "If this is the case, let you see how big a gap exists between you and the power of God..."

Before the words fell, the **** of worship directly raised the cane staff to the sky, still chanting in his mouth.

"Come out, my army of the dead, I am a sacrifice to the gods, and I will save you and gain eternal life...The door of the dead, open!!!"

The priest directly waved the cane scepter in his hand.

For a while, black and gray magical energy flickered in the sky, and the black clouds in the sky were torn apart by a powerful force, breaking a huge hole!

A rotten corpse, a white skeleton, carrying desolation, evil, killing intent and lifelessness, jumped out of this hole!

First, only one or two corpses and skeletons jumped out, and then, the number increased, hundreds of thousands!

These eerie and eerie rotten corpses, as well as the skeleton men, are holding all kinds of eerie weapons in their hands, with black rays of light in their eyes, hideous and terrifying!

The entire sky is occupied by these decayed corpses and skeletons, densely covering the sky, as if forming an army of the dead, it is creepy!

"Army of the dead, teach me a lesson about these ignorant and insignificant humans!"

The priest directly waved the scepter in his hand.

These decaying corpses and skeletons, upon hearing the call of the gods, all roared, black flames burning on their bodies, and they rushed towards the five Gu Qingcheng!

Seeing that the sacrificial attack had come, Lu Qinghong, Zhang Baokun and Tang Yu tacitly stood in front of Gu Qingcheng and Gu Xiaoran!

"war!!"

Lu Qinghong gave a soft yell, and slammed his feet to the ground, like a sharp sword, he rushed directly toward the army of the dead who had rushed over!

At the moment when the first wave of the dead was approaching, Lu Qinghong's body jumped directly into the sky, and then released all the power of Vientiane Dacheng Zhenqi!

"Qing Lian Sword Song! Qing Lian is the only one to show!!"

Without any hesitation, Lu Qinghong stabbed a sword at the undead army that rushed over!

The cyan sword intent gushes out, like a turbulent fountain!

Chi Chi Chi Chi! ! ...

Accompanied by a sharp sound of penetration, the chests of a dozen dead army and skeleton men were directly pierced by the blue sword intent!

Next second.

Boom boom boom! ! ...

There was a burst of roar, and the dozens of dead army were directly blown up by the solid green lotus sword intent, turned into a mass of lifelessness, and disappeared into the air!

"kill!!"

Lu Qinghong lifted his sword upside down again, and stabled out at an extremely fast speed. The magnificent green lotus sword intent suddenly tore away the black-gray death and rottenness released by the army of the dead!

It's like in the clouds and mist, a ray of sunlight violently penetrates the thick clouds!

After this sword broke through this layer of death and decay, it directly chopped a dozen skeletons and decayed corpses into two in half!

"what!!--"

"Woo!!"

More than a dozen skeletons and decaying corpses wailed, screamed, and suddenly collapsed, completely disappearing without a trace!

At this moment, the priest standing in the air saw this scene, squinted his eyes, and smiled faintly: "It's interesting...Under the attack of my endless army of dead, I want to see if you kid can hold on. how long……"

As he said, the priest once again waved the cane scepter in his hand, and the black-gray light flashed in the air again!

The torn hole in the sky once again produced a violent wave!

Suddenly, more skeletons and rotten corpses jumped out of the mouth, and continued to rush towards Lu Qinghong!

Seeing more and more army of the dead rushing towards him, Lu Qinghong's face sank, and he constantly waved the Qinglian sword in his hand!

Swish! !

The cyan sword intent is like dense raindrops, sharp and extremely sharp, and the army of the dead that has been rushed by these madness has been shattered!

However, due to the large number, no matter how Lu Qinghong killed him, he couldn't kill him cleanly!

Therefore, just before Lu Qinghong's feet landed, the army of the dead seemed to be spiritual. Taking advantage of this opportunity, surrounded by Lu Qinghong from all directions, rushing forward madly!

Lu Qinghong was naturally aware of this problem, so he had already prepared for it!

"Qinglian Sword Armor!!"

When dozens of dead soldiers came for the siege, Lu Qinghong swung a sword, and his body rotated once in place!

The cyan sword intent surrounds his body, like a sword intent armor formed around him, directly blocking the crazy impact of the army of the dead!

Boom boom boom! ! ...

Skeletons and decayed corpses hit the "Green Lotus Sword Armor", making a roar and clashing sound!

However, before the army of the dead continued to attack, Qinglian's sword intent directly exploded with powerful lethality, directly crushing these guys!

In just a few seconds, those dozens of besieged army of the dead were directly defeated!

After annihilating dozens of dead army, Lu Qinghong didn't stop at the slightest, and he wielded a magnificent sword intent toward the dead army raging from above!

"A lot of dryness!!"

Huh! !

A sword was swung, and the cyan sword intent turned into a series of exercises, like a white rainbow breaking through the sun, directly slashed out!

In an instant, for several consecutive waves, hundreds of the dead were killed instantly by Lu Qinghong's sword!

Simply neat, without the slightest sloppyness!

Seeing Lu Qinghong fighting so fiercely, Zhang Baokun and Tang Yu also quickly joined the battle!

"Bajiquan! Tongtian Cannon!!"

Zhang Baokun slammed his foot, and a violent force directly impacted from his body, as if it had released a fierce beast!

Just the impact of this force directly smashed the army of the dead that were approaching!

Although Zhang Baokun has no weapons, his double fists are the best weapons, much more terrifying than swords!

Boom boom boom! ! ...

He danced wildly with his fists, and the power of each fist was as heavy as a giant, like a tumbling river, unstoppable, and he blasted the army of the dead that approached to pieces!