Invincible Undead Legion

However, the more this is the case, the easier it is to arouse the enemy's will to rise up and resist. Don't forget that the undead in front of you are not ants that can be trampled to death casually. If you are in a hurry, it will bite!

That's right, it's biting!

"Ah...!" The nature of the undead warriors began to appear, or they had already entered madness, hysteria, and each of them, the gods of death, came up and hugged their opponents and started to bite, no matter where they were, they would bite whatever they saw!

Hands, feet, neck, head, as long as they are approached by the god of death, they will pounce on them fiercely and do everything they can.

Jiang Mo looked at the undead that were gradually erupting around him, and he knew in his heart that the mourning army would win, and the undead had no way out. They knew that they would die, and they must pull a few backs before they died!

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Mo shot a wave of divine power into the air. After attracting everyone's attention, Jiang Mo shouted with magic power: "Everyone back up! Keep encircling and suppressing posture, Xuanwu Legion, gather to me!"

At this time, we must use elite fighters to fight against the undead. This is a 100% won battle, so there is no need to die so many people.

Slowly, the surrounding army began to retreat, forming a big circle around the vast battlefield. There was a large open space in the middle, and only one team was rushing towards Jiang Mo's direction!

Lao Li and the monk were not idle either. They were not too far away from Jiang Mo just now, and they were the first to come to Jiang Mo's side.

"Lord, are these bastards looking for trouble?" Lao Li looked at the last one hundred thousand gods of death in front of him, and said disdainfully.

Jiang Mo shook his head: "No, Lao Li, at the end of this battle, why don't we have a beautiful ending? How about I give you this honor?"

"Why don't you just say that our lord is very caring for me, Lao Li! Alright, the monk will pick a hundred thousand elite brothers and kill these guys in front of us. We should go back to drink!"

"Hehe...! Okay! This matter is easy to solve!"

The monk looked back at the team, did not wait for other soldiers to come over, and waved: "Come here, ten legion commanders!"

In an instant, more than 20 people came running, what are you kidding, glory, who doesn't run desperately?

"Ten of you, bring your brothers and follow me, the others get out!"

The ten legion commanders named by the monk walked over cheerfully, and the other legion chiefs all went back in disgrace.

One hundred thousand against one million, the monk was in front, and there was no fear on his face.

Dragging his sledgehammer, the monk pointed forward: "See, these guys, do you know what they are?"

Jiang Mo looked at the monk with great interest. This kid has made great progress, and he is not the monk he was a thousand years ago.

"Enemy! Palace Master, what else can it be?"

The monk turned his head and glared at the army commander: "Damn, I thought I would promote you after this battle, but I think you should be your motherfucker as your army commander! That's an honor! It's you who are on this battlefield!" , you can get the last glory, in front of the lord, I gave the glory to ten of you, do you know what this means?"

"It means the lord's cultivation of us!"

"Cultivation?" The monk rushed up and slapped it: "You are a cactus! Are you still cultivating?"

"That's my monk's care for you! Stupid!"

"Yes! Master Monk, we understand!"

"Understand and don't do it yet? Line up for me, and kill these millions of undead in one round. If you can't do it, I will plant you in the soil when you go back!"

"Uh...! It's...!" It was a legion commander who stood up straight and said in unison.