"Roar!"
Amid the dragons' roars, fire dragons descended from the sky, smashing viciously into the beast tide.
Boom!
Terrifying flames swept across the land in an instant.
Countless corpses were burned to ashes by the raging fire.
But a moment later, fresh Demon Beast corpses charged up from behind.
Wave after wave, without end.
Under the protection of the Soul-Calming Bell, the Wraith Race no longer attempted to force their way through Yang Fan's defenses on the level of the soul.
They knew perfectly well that doing so would only send them to their deaths for nothing.
This time, they relied directly on their vast numbers of corpses to relentlessly batter the military formations of Yang Fan's followers through sheer physical force!
"Damn it!"
A martial artist had just blocked a giant beast when he could not help cursing:
"What the hell is this place?"
"I've already swallowed ten Qi-Blood Pills in this short stretch!"
"Do these things grow on trees?"
His companion immediately snapped at him.
"Shut up! Don't fret over the pills. These are wartime supplies!"
"Once we win this battle, Lord Yang Yi will reward us too!"
The martial artist took a deep breath, and fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.
"Warriors of the Myriad Forms Martial Court!"
"Hold your formation!"
"We cannot let these beasts break through!"
"Kill!"
With that furious roar,
alongside the surging power of qi and blood within their bodies, every intelligent weapon on those martial artists activated at that moment.
Clack, clack, clack!
Metal armor rapidly unfolded, and enormous shields were raised one after another, planted firmly at the very front.
At the same time, bolstered by the Spirit Tortoise Life-Nurturing Formation, an immensely thick barrier of qi and blood enveloped the entire battle line.
Boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
Countless Demon Beasts