My troops evolve infinitely

Instead of stepping into the tide, he extended his claws.

"boom--"

The earth collapsed with a loud bang, and thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of undead souls were wiped out in an instant. Many monsters were also caught in the blast and annihilated.

In the vast universe, there was only a giant claw made of ice crystals. The giant claw covered an area of ​​ten thousand meters in radius and pressed down on the earth from top to bottom.

Heaven and earth were silent.

The roar, roar, clashing of swords and other sounds were all frozen at this moment.

This is the power of the Grand Duke of Ice Burial.

Freeze everything, bury everything.

What’s more, it is just a mere undead who is not even at the level of law.

Below the realm of law, we are all ants.

"what?"

The Duke of Bingzang was suddenly surprised and suspicious.

Under the huge ice crystal claws, the abomination general who was as big as a mountain of flesh had been frozen.

This is a conceptual freeze.

Frozen through the body, energy, and soul. Even the light of will, capable of creating incredible miracles, was frozen within.

The gap is obvious!

After all, General Abomination is not a legendary life form, he doesn't even have an epic three-star rank.

but!

"Click~!"

In the eyes of the General of Hate, black mist burned like flames.

"Click~!"

Black mist rolled out from the gaps between the flesh on the body of the Abomination General.

"Click~!"

Condensed black mist flames burned all over the body of the General of Hate, and the breath of death pierced the sky.

The giant ice crystal claw with the concept of hardness exploded.

The Ice Buried Grand Duke's pupils shrank.

"boom--!"

The hook spanned hundreds of thousands of meters, tearing open the scales of the Ice Burial Duke and piercing into his body that was filled with endless coldness.

And in the Grand Duke's suddenly shrinking pupils, hatred wrapped in black flames was already approaching.

Chapter 627: Bathing in the Glory of Death, Roaring and Killing, and Glorious Promotion

“Ka-ka-ka-ka—”

General Abomination swung out the grappling hook, and with the help of its power, he pulled himself forward, flying towards the Duke of Ice Burial, who was as big as a mountain.

The whole process sounds complicated, but in fact, it only takes a moment.

Whether it was the speed at which the hook flew out or the speed at which the General of Abomination flew away, both were beyond common sense.

Air resistance and energy tides seemed to be non-existent, and the vast space seemed to be folded and shortened.

When General Hate flew in front of the huge head of the Grand Duke of Ice Burial, the giant ice claws behind him exploded and irregular pieces of ice crystals began to fly around.

The Abomination General extended his remaining arm.

Black fog is lingering.

It was like a black bandage wrapped around his huge fist, extending over his wrist.

"Death...with one punch!"

boom--! ! !

The concept of death spread out in a fan-shaped manner.

All around them, powerful legendary monsters, as if a giant black "Death" were carved into their foreheads, their pupils dimmed and their souls vanished. Harnessing the power of heaven and earth, these legendary monsters, soaring through the air, plummeted to the ground like dumplings.

This is just the aftermath of the Death Punch.

The Grand Duke of Ice Burial, who faced the punch head-on, felt a strong premonition of death at this moment.

He will die.

Really will die!

If he can't dodge this punch, no matter what life-saving tricks he has, it will be meaningless and he will die.

"boom--!"

The huge mountain-like body of the Grand Duke of Ice Burial shattered.

Like an iceberg breaking apart.

No, it wasn't like that. The iceberg had indeed shattered, and the Duke of Ice Burial appeared a hundred miles away.

There was still some fear in his eyes.

"I almost got careless again!"

"But this concept of death..."

"This is not the power this abomination itself possesses."

"Who is it? Is it that mysterious undead spirit?"

He doesn't think so.

He had exchanged hundreds of blows with the mysterious Law Realm Undead. He admitted that the Undead was not weak, but the power of death it possessed was not as great as the one he possessed now, let alone the power it could bestow upon others.

But this concept of death is certainly familiar.

"I understand."

"That mysterious undead and this abomination both come from the same faction and are subordinates of a certain unparalleled powerful being."

"The Kingdom of the Dead... Is it some hidden power of the Undead Clan?"

Grand Duke Bingzang looked at General Hate again, his expression now extremely serious.

He would treat this abomination as an opponent of the same level.

Speedy!

Decline!

Freeze!

Many powerful conceptual forces were added to each of his killing moves, which were continuously used by the Grand Duke of Ice Burial.

The Abomination General held a hook in one hand and pulled out a bloody machete from the huge mouth of his abdomen with the other. He bathed in the glory of death and chopped continuously.

cut!

cut!

cut!

General Abomination has only ever had the concept of death in his hands, and his moves are not sophisticated, but just rough and direct.

His concept of death could not shatter the concept of the Grand Duke being buried in ice.

All kinds of strange and mysterious moves were performed.

The abomination general's legs were frozen and shattered the next moment;

Or the fat on the body rots and becomes loose for no apparent reason;

Or sometimes, they would be cut by a sharp and frosty blade, and their internal organs would roll out.

But no matter how embarrassed he was, the next moment, the black fog of death descended, and the General of Hate returned to normal.

If someone can be resurrected on the spot even if he is destroyed, what about a mere injury?

Even if ten or a hundred powerful generals of hatred fell, the dead bones could still rely on the resurrection of the undead and the breath of death to bring them all back quickly.

This is the most terrifying thing about the tide of death.

Never die!

What's more...

The older the Duke of Ice Burial gets, the more frightened he becomes.

This abominable undead is making progress!

Skills are improving, strength is improving, and even realm is improving!

This can't go on!

"This Grand Duke is definitely not afraid. I'm just worried that there are other powerful undead in the undead tide. This Kingdom of the Dead is obviously not a small force."

He immediately gave the signal.

There were several other waves of monsters, some of which were attacking other undead forces, while others were parked not far away.

The great dukes in the realm of law who controlled the tides watched the show with a smile on their faces.

How could they interfere in the glorious duel between the Grand Duke of Ice and Death?

but,

Now that Old Bingzang has asked for it and they have important things to do, they really cannot waste time here, otherwise they will be in trouble if the Disaster Overlord blames them.

One after another, beings in the realm of law began to emit a vast, surging, and sky-blocking power of law.

Red flames fill the sky!

Purple thunder is shining brightly!