Chapter 107: There are no flowers in hell, so let it rain flowers
Although corpses are the weakest among the undead, they are faster than ordinary undead.
Faced with the attack that was like a sharp black wind blade, the zombies tried to dodge with their agile movements.
However, they did not realize that the area within a hundred meters around Huayu had become a territory.
With Hua Yu's current mid-level wind-type strength, he can only activate the Thousand Ren Domain to cover this range for now.
In order to maximize the effect, Hua Yu has been waiting for the opportunity.
He watched quietly as the undead gathered around him, and only when their number reached the maximum did he release this move.
In an instant, the wind element in the entire area was instantly drained away, as if it was sucked away by a powerful force.
Not only that, more importantly, before Hua Yu used Feng Sha Qianren, he had already converted all the nearby elements into wind.
At this moment, all the surrounding elements disappeared, leaving only endless wind.
And this gust of wind turned into an unrivaled large-scale wind strangulation!
Qianren?
No, it's not enough!
Ten thousand ren, one hundred thousand ren
The sharp blades condensed from wind elements all flew out in an instant following the command of the Lord of Wind in the center.
Each wind blade carried terrifying power, ruthlessly cutting through the corpses and other undead.
Their bodies were easily torn into pieces and scattered in the air, forming a bloody storm.
There were thousands of undead in the area, and none of them had an intact body at this moment.
In the storm, pieces of flesh and broken bones kept falling from the sky.
If there are no blooming flowers in hell, then here, a rain of flowers created with bloody art will fall!
The wind blows wildly!
They surrounded their master, shielding him from the dirt around him.
Under the rain of flowers, Hua Yu was spotless, and there was no undead within a hundred meters around him.
He gently adjusted his headphones, then looked towards the ghostly tyrant in the distance.
The key to the victory or defeat of this war lies in it.
If it didn't take action, he and the little green dragon and other beasts could easily kill nearly ten thousand undead.
But as soon as the ghostly tyrant takes action, the situation of the battle will completely change.
None of them can fight it alone, and even if they all join together, it would be a bit risky.
A mage who has just entered the super level and cannot cast super magic, a real dragon who can dominate at the commander level, a commander-level giant ape who moves as fast as lightning, and a...
"Roar!"
A lion's roar is a signal that it wants to join the battle.
"Then come out."
"Snapped!"
Hua Yu snapped his fingers lightly.
The next moment, a giant lion slowly flew out from a moon-white gate.
After entering the commander level, if we talk about who has changed the most, it must be the winged silver lion in front of him.
It leaped from a small lion of not-so-exaggerated size into a ten-meter-tall behemoth.
The young lion from back then is now actually taller than the Zangkong Xuanhuo Ape standing on its two legs by a full human height.
It has golden fur and silver wings, and its four hooves seem to be stepping on four green clouds. The tail behind it is like a golden lightning whip, emitting faint purple lightning.
What Hua Yu didn't understand was that the advanced double-winged silver lion actually grew two small horns on its head.
The double-winged silver lion flapped its wings and stayed in the air. A strong wind blew beneath its wings.
The pair of silver wings covering the sky were not for show. You have to know that an adult silver lion with wings is a flying mount, which means that its flying speed is definitely not slow. Looking at the army of undeads gathering towards Hua Yu again, the silver lion with wings stepped on the clouds with its four hooves, and a large area of dark clouds began to gather above its two horns.
The lightning chains were dense and moving wildly in the cloud.
“Hiss, hiss, hiss~~~”
Lightning, lightning arcs, and electric chains!
Everywhere you look, it's purple.
"Roar!"
The winged silver lion roared at the undead army below, and then thunder and lightning began to fall from the sky, crackling like a punishment from the nine heavens.
Lightning roared, and its penetrating and explosive power instantly caused the undead army that had just gathered and was rushing towards Hua Yu to become defeated again.
The shock force brought by lightning can make the slave-level undead with low defense lose their combat effectiveness just by being close to it.
Those undead who were unlucky enough to be struck by lightning could only turn into a pile of residue and powder.
The winged silver lion flapped its wings again.
The wind rises and the dust rises!
On the battlefield, a large number of spirit moths died, and their energy turned into light spots and sank into the body of the giant blue moth Xiaoyue.
Their suicide attacks also took away a large number of undead souls.
In this battle, in addition to clearing out the miscellaneous soldiers, they also have a key role, which is to divide the battlefield.
Generally speaking, there were five battlefields.
The undead in front of Hua Yu and the newly emerged double-winged silver lion were basically wiped out.
The little blue dragon was facing a siege from a huge army led by ten commander-level undead, but it gradually gained the upper hand with its own powerful strength.
The Wind-Chasing Thunder Ape engaged in a one-on-one fierce battle with a commander-level undead and successfully stabilized the situation.
The Great Green Moth and the Hidden Sky Black Fire Ape were in the area closest to Hua Yu. Although there were no commander-level undead there, they were no match for the thousands of undead.
If the big blue moth hadn't constantly summoned the spirit moths to interfere, their battlefield would have collapsed long ago.
The remaining moths are basically concentrated in the battlefield at the farthest point, which is where the Ghostly Tyrant is.
Although it is not of much use, it can more or less block its sight.
"Howling~~~"
A sound like a death knell came through the obstruction of hundreds of millions of moths.
The ghost tyrant finally moved!
It had been watching the battle from a distance since it appeared, and now it was finally annoyed by the harassment from those spirit moths.
A large mass of thick black fog suddenly appeared around it, spreading like a rising tide. Every time a moth was swallowed by it, it would turn into nutrients and be absorbed by it.
The black fog expanded extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye it enveloped the entire group of moths.
The original swarm of hundreds of millions of spirit moths had now completely disappeared in the black fog.
It is like a huge black curtain, completely covering the sky and the earth, bringing endless oppression and fear.
As the black fog appeared, several ghost ministers waiting beside the Ghostly Tyrant also launched an attack.
The ghost minister, with thousands of ghosts under his command, crossed the defense line of the spirit moth and headed towards the wind-chasing and thunder-catching ape.
Among the undead, the most difficult ones must be these ghosts.
These ghosts are so erratic that it is difficult for people to touch their bodies.
Hua Yu frowned and was about to help Zhuifeng and Leiyuan when he saw the ghostly tyrant's eyes fixed on him.
(End of this chapter)