My troops evolve infinitely

Wang Gu also predicted his prediction.

In a daze, the dark ghost market shrouded in thick gray-black fog appeared hazily in the sky, like a mirage.

The old man who was shining in the light could not escape the coverage of the ghost market.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the green-faced and fanged Rakshasa was right in front of him.

The gun comes out like a dragon.

"But I'm not a weakling."

"The same illusion will no longer work on me."

Golden light flowed in his hands, and there were some golden fluorescent spots floating beside him, like golden swords.

There are dozens of Yao Lings around who are also trapped in the ghost market.

This is what he relies on.

Puff puff puff——

Several Yaolings were stabbed to death.

Several Yaolings were blown up.

Several more brilliant spirits fell into silence.

The old man glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that two figures appeared around him.

A face with a peaceful expression, wanting to purify sins.

A man with a hideous face like a demon, and a huge body like a black mountain of flesh.

"There are two more powerful ones?"

But if you look closely, you can find that even though their physical features are quite different, the essence of their aura is exactly the same.

This is exactly the same person!

In just over ten seconds, more than half of the surrounding Yaolings were killed or injured.

But the old man still hasn't found a way to break into the ghost market.

He had no clue.

He had been guarding the tower for countless years and witnessed the rise of many powerful men. He had seen all kinds of military skills and talents, but he couldn't recognize what talents and skills had transformed Ghost Market and these three figures.

Is this reasonable?

The old man had no time to think about it.

He was forced into a desperate situation and couldn't dodge anymore.

The burly man with a green face and fangs shuttled through the golden lights and had already caught up with him. The brown lines on his body seemed to come alive, roaring and forming a vicious dragon, which pierced through the walls of light like a hot knife through butter.

With undiminished momentum, it rushed past the old man.

Dozens of meters away, Rakshasa's figure reappeared from the clouds.

Behind him, crackling sounds spread out.

The old man stood frozen in place, his pure white battle suit cracking, and then his entire body shattered into pieces, turning into nothingness.

"The old man... was beheaded?"

This hasn't happened in a long time.

The old man was one of the guardians of the Red Tower. Even if he was killed, he could still watch the battle as a spectator, but he could not continue to command.

He looked out into the field.

The Yinming Ghost Market slowly dissipated, and the two powerful men, the green-faced, fang-toothed burly man and the red-dressed woman, quickly returned to the army despite being attacked by countless Yaolings.

They were seriously injured.

The old man stroked his beard.

"Although I died in battle, I have consumed enough strength of this legion."

He had to admit that this regiment was excellent, both in terms of tactics and individual strength.

However, this corps has a poor foundation.

The level doesn't seem high.

It seems that many fighters have not yet reached the elite level?

With this strength, they were still not able to deal with the remaining 1,200 or so Yao Ling. And no matter how strong the green-faced man and the red-dressed woman were, their strength had its limits.

There is no way to stop the collapse of the world.

"The one who will win in the end is still me..."

Before he could finish his words, his eyes widened.

A magnificent mountain suddenly appeared from around the undead army, with piles of bones on it, forming the highest throne.

An invisible force spread out.

It seemed as if from this moment on, this place was the territory of the Skeleton King.

The movements of each Yaoling statue froze, becoming more than half a beat slower.

Not only that,

buzzing-

Ripples rippled through space. Some Radiant Spirits, following the combat AI, charged into the Mountain of Dead Corpses, while many more were forced to remain outside. Suddenly, the battlefield was split in two, one inside and one outside.

And internally,

The Undead Army turned into a meat grinder, swallowing up hundreds of Shining Spirits in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, another group of Yao Ling rushed into the Mountain of Dead Corpses.

So back and forth.

When the Mountain of Dead Corpses was continuously bombarded by the external Radiant Spirits and it was difficult to isolate the space, the old man saw that the Radiant Spirits on his side had become sparse and few in number.

"Confused! You are confused!"

But he knew he couldn't blame these Yao Lings who had no wisdom and no overall understanding of the battlefield. In the final analysis, it was still him...

I was careless and couldn't dodge.

4.5K big chapter, more to come later...

Chapter 202 Great Harvest (3K)

Red Tower, Level 7.

The land was devastated. The former grasslands were now devoid of greenery, replaced by vast expanses of charred black. The ground was cracked, riddled with holes of varying sizes, its surface resembling the surface of the moon.

Saucy!

Luosha flashed before appearing before the last Yaoling, and the Burning Evil Spear pierced through him with a whirring sound. The next moment, squeezed by the evil force, the Yaoling's body exploded like a balloon.

A long, difficult and dangerous battle finally came to an end.

General Dead Bones exhaled a long breath of cold black mist, which transformed into the shape of a giant dragon in mid-air.

"As expected, the challenge site is too difficult to break through. Fortunately, I did not disappoint the Lord's trust."

"I almost couldn't get through."

When the battle is over, the power of rules descends.

The shattered Sacred Mountain of the Dead was restored to its original state in an instant. Seeing this, General Bone felt a slight relief. If it were a real life-or-death struggle, it would definitely not use such a desperate tactic.

Death·Steady·Tuntun Party·Persecution Delusion·Bone, but can't bear to destroy the entire Holy Mountain of Dead Skeletons.

If the wound is lost, it will take at least ten days to half a month, or at most one month or two months to recover.

This is one of them.

Secondly, what if we encounter another terrifying enemy while the Sacred Mountain of the Dead hasn't recovered? Wouldn't that be too dangerous?

Unless there is a life-and-death crisis, the Dead Bones will definitely not truly sacrifice the Holy Mountain of Dead Skeletons.

What it loved most was watching the Holy Mountain expand little by little, and the number of undead on it gradually increase. In this eternal world full of dangers, only in this way could it have a little sense of security.

However, Wang Gu also knew that only when the power was truly used and its limit was known, would there be no mistakes when it was needed and it would be stable.

The place of challenge is indeed a treasure land.

After several fierce battles, Wang Gu had a clear understanding of the current endurance limit of the Holy Mountain.

Under the power of rules, the devastated earth is recovering rapidly.

It did not return to its original prairie state, but was transformed into a vast pure white platform.

Across the street, hundreds of meters away.

A slightly transparent figure slowly appeared.

He was wearing a white robe with wide sleeves, had a white beard like a whisk, his eyebrows and hair were white but his face was ruddy, and he was an energetic old man.

Although his face looked unfamiliar, his aura was clearly...

The hero who was guarding the gate just now, Brilliant and Shining.

In other words, the one that appeared at this moment was the true appearance of the gatekeeper. Before that, he was just wearing the Yaoling template.

"Young warriors, you performed very well. Could you tell me what that move was called?"

The old man looked at Wangu, Luosha and Hongyi.

Although he had been careless, he had no complaints. Being able to launch a surprise attack and decapitate someone was a skill in itself. Furthermore, the abilities of these three warriors were truly powerful and bizarre. No matter who encountered them for the first time, they would be unable to dodge them. It wasn't a matter of carelessness.

As a gatekeeper, he has experienced countless battles, big and small, and witnessed countless strange abilities. How could he be so careless?

The challenger is quite powerful.

He simulated it in his mind, but still couldn't find a feasible way to avoid this killing calamity.

After all, he was too unfamiliar with the ghost market and the three-phase body.