Maybe it was just a breath or a blink of an eye. Du Qisha and Yu Banan fell to the ground and could not get up. The two masters of the seventh level of the holy level were easily defeated like weak people. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, Qing Shiquan wouldn't have believed it.

"Okay, it's your turn!" An Luo walked over slowly and said in a tough tone: "Either you release my companion, or I do it myself, the result will only be the same, you choose it yourself."

Qing Shiquan snorted coldly and responded to An Luo with a firm look. He was not the kind of person who was greedy for life and feared death. But An Luo had no time to admire the other party's courage. When he really wanted to take action, the sudden change in the battlefield made him feel nervous.

The high wall erected on the sea was being destroyed by the force of fierce fighting. Luo Wei and Luo Qian attacked repeatedly, causing most of the Xiyun soldiers to be killed and injured, and half of the walls collapsed.

In Xiyun, the people responsible for protecting the high walls were Helen, Brian and Garroborn from the Magic Martial Arts Academy. They had already tried very hard to stop Rowe, but the gap in strength was too big. The three of them were beaten to retreat step by step, and they were seriously injured.

"Helen, I can't defend here anymore, you can retreat first." Garoborn and Brian attacked together, one of the air blades and the other lightning, attacking Rowe from both sides, completely abandoning the defense, and opening their desperate eyes, intending to die together.

But Loway disagreed. He raised his hands and rolled up the weapons on the ground, like thousands of arrows, flying towards Garoben and Brian, piercing them. There may not be any connection with each other. They died together, but they were just wishful thinking.

Helen did not retreat. Her beautiful eyes burst into tears in grief and anger. She pointed her thin sword at Loway, and began to unswervingly take steps, turning her lifelong power into the last blow. She wanted to avenge her companions.

Luo Wei sneered repeatedly, and with a pinch of his finger, he easily blocked Helen's sword and said, "Girl, look at you so beautiful, I really can't bear to kill you. I'm sorry for you, as long as you are obedient..."

"Bah!" Helen was extremely angry. She wanted the hateful face to disappear into this world, but she had done her best. Her sword still couldn't make it, except for anger and unwillingness. She couldn't do anything.

At this moment, a familiar feeling wrapped Helen from behind, and the instant throbbing made his heart beat inexplicably faster. Then a pair of powerful hands hugged him from behind and held the sword tightly with her.

Helen felt a blank moment, as if she was completely lost in this familiar feeling. She let this feeling lead herself away. The familiar voice sounded in her ears: "Helen, let's go together."

The four hands clasped the thin sword tightly. The power increased exponentially, and it broke away Rowe's fingers in one fell swoop. It turned into a cold light, piercing his eyebrows.

Luo Wei didn't know what happened until he died. He fell to the ground with his eyes empty and his voice went up to the sky without any sound.

After killing Rowe, Helen's heart could not calm down for a long time. For some reason, she could not get out of that feeling and let the person hug her tightly. She even showed her little daughter's appearance for the first time in her life and snuggled in his arms. She could feel the message conveyed from this hug.

An Luo didn't say anything, just hugged Helen and grabbed this real feeling. Everything that happened just now scared him. If he came later, the scene he didn't want to see would definitely happen. He really didn't dare to let go.

Although this warm moment was beautiful, it was just the fight around, screams and almost destroyed the atmosphere, making An Luo and Helen come to their senses, look at each other, and communicate with each other, and then go to the battlefield together.

Luo Qian is fighting fiercely with the high priest Horneg, and the presiding judge Lei Ming is barely in the way. He is really looking forward to Luo Wei dealing with the opponent and coming to help quickly.

Luo Hai fought against the members of the Cold Blood Guard alone, punching and kicking, powerful and powerful. Not only did he hit Landos, Vinst and Adolf, but his fist force sank one Xiyun warship after another, opening a way out for the Nanxing Fleet. However, they did not evacuate because they had to defend this gap and wait for their companions who had retreated from the front line.

Luo Yan rushed to the cavalry brigade of Luo Hen and others, and killed Xiyun's 10,000 heavy cavalrymen. Finally, he broke out a bloody path, and everyone retreated to the high wall.

But Lupus led the Assassination, Aegrin led the Knights of Light, and Cade led the Dragoon to chase after him, and would never let Luo Hen and others escape back, otherwise it would be a big threat in the future.

Luo Yan fought desperately to stop the enemy, cut off the rear of the brigade, defeated wave after wave of chasing enemies, and shouted anxiously: "Luowei, Luo Qian, you are about to pick up the retreating cavalry brigade, I can't hold on."

Luo Hai was responsible for helping the Nanxing Fleet open up the retreat path behind, Luo Wei and Luo Qian were responsible for destroying the high walls and preparing for the retreating cavalry brigade, while Luo Yan rescued the cavalry brigade and fought bravely to kill the enemy.

As long as the cavalry brigade crosses the high wall and then turns with the fleet, everyone will arrive and rush out of the siege together. So far, everything has been going well. But Anlu's appearance completely disrupted their plans.

An Luo held Helen with one hand and stood under the city wall, looking at the retreating silver cavalry, even the mount of the silver cavalry was afraid and did not dare to step forward.

"I'm suffering now!" Luo Hen, who was scarred, was seriously injured, Luo Feng and Luo Qing who were unconscious and carried down, and Luo Yan, who were fighting to the death, Luo Hai and Luo Qian, the masters of the Luo family all showed despair. They all felt that An Luo's strength was far beyond the level they could cope.

Du Qisha and Yu Banan were defeated in an instant. Qing Shiquan could not move when he used the Ten Worlds. Luo Wei was killed in the battle, and the others fought in the Ten Worlds. Now only one of the Nanxing Continents can change the situation.

The masters of the Luo family turned their eyes to the main ship behind them, which was their only hope. But in this case, Long Buer still sat leisurely and stared at the battlefield indifferently, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

But An Luo didn't think so. This bottomless super expert stood in front of him and launched an attack the next moment. If he killed all the people from the South Star Continent, would he force Long Buer to take action in advance? At this time, everyone else was trapped in the ten worlds. Can he cope with it alone?

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Qing Shiquan suddenly screamed, as if he had encountered something terrible, and then he vomited blood in his mouth, and he became unconscious.

This sudden change made everyone at a loss. Slowly everyone present felt a chilling feeling, and the aura of the undead around him became stronger and stronger, as if he was about to come.

With a loud bang, the space was broken, and a skeleton teared the space into pieces, stretched out the battlefield, grabbed a handful of air in the void, and then shrank back.

Everyone didn't know where the skeleton hand came from. What he just grabbed, was it really air? Only An Luo felt it. The skeleton hand just now exuded an extremely powerful aura of the undead. What he just caught was not air, but the dead souls floating on the battlefield.

If you guess correctly, this is a hand stretched out from the undead world, and you have to capture all the dead souls here, no! Even those with life will not let go. This is the sacrifice of the undead that only Riggs understands.

Just when An Luo was surprised, the space around him was constantly torn apart, and huge skeletons stretched out their hands, appearing one by one over the battlefield, waving around, as if they were looking for some target.

"Everyone, let go, let go." An Luo knew the terrible sacrificial sacrifice of the undead, and urgently issued a warning, but before everyone could react, the huge skeleton hands grabbed them.

A sound of terror suddenly came out on the battlefield. The heavy cavalry of Xiyun Continent completely lost its formation and was running around. This was the first time they faced such a monster. They saw their companions being captured by skeleton hands with their own eyes, and shouted in fear, and even the horses were wailing in pain. They were frightened when they heard it.

The Silver Knights were not better. They tried desperately to rush back and turn with the fleet. On the way, the skeleton-like hands fell from the sky, and caught more than 20 people in one hand, and took more than a dozen people away with them in another hand.

The Xiyun Fleet and the Nanxing Fleet also forgot the life-and-death battle. What they saw were skeleton hands waving all over the sky. They grabbed it and took away a warship and soldiers on it. The huge warship was controlled like a toy, and the desperate people jumped off the ship at all costs.

"Damn it, Riggs must have encountered trouble in the ten worlds, but he could not control the sacrifice of the undead." An Luo took Helen with one hand and ran away while avoiding the skeleton hand he had grabbed. Whether it was soul or life, they all treated them equally and wanted to take them away and capture them into the undead world.

In just one moment, more than 20,000 people and more than 50 warships were captured. If this continues, both the Nanxing Continent and the Xiyun Continent will be wiped out. No one would have thought that the war situation would reach such a situation.

Ahhhh, the person was captured by the skeleton's hands, and the face that was struggling desperately and full of fear quickly disappeared into this world. On the battlefield, both sides no longer fought desperately, but ran for their own lives. No matter which elite of the side, they were all in a mess.

However, when the situation was not under control, several skeleton hands aimed at the sea surface. The still stable main ship of Nanxing was constantly extending, and the five skeleton hands closed from the direction of motion, and they wanted to work together to carry the huge warship away.

Long Buer was not afraid of this and sat quietly on the throne, watching the skeleton hands stretched out from the undead world approaching, and his careless eyes seemed to be watching a trivial matter.

An Luo also noticed this situation and was extremely surprised. How could this Long Buer have such great confidence to deal with the huge skeleton hand representing the will of the undead world.

However, to An Luo's surprise, the skeleton hands had just approached the main ship of Nanxing, and suddenly they were as if they were scalded by boiling water. They quickly shrank back and escaped back to the world of the undead, and did not dare to come out.

The battlefield suddenly recovered from peace. The disaster just now seemed like a passing cloud. This change shocked everyone, and An Luo was more shocked. He looked at Long Buer sitting firmly on the main ship of Nanxing from afar. He didn't believe that this man would be so powerful that he could actually make the skeleton hand representing the will of the undead world retreat.

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