"This time the undead is coming with great force. How about the pressure on the Dead Sacred Realm?" Xu Ziye asked hurriedly.

After all, there is no coach in the Dead Silent Holy Realm, so it is easy to collapse in all aspects. I can only command some things remotely here.

"Transfer the orders I have given to Death Ji Yuan and let them do it, and they must be stable in all aspects and do not let them take the initiative to go out of the city to fight." Xu Ziye immediately ordered.

I don’t know if it was because Xu Ziye’s thundering methods were too fierce, and there were very few undead around him. Even if the White Bone Lord Rog broke his leg, he only pieced together more than a thousand undead troops.

It is precisely because Xu Ziye's methods were too terrifying that the undead around the Death Sacred Land surrendered, and the dead and the dead and the escaped, and almost no undead were left.

Even if the White Bone Lord Luo Ge put a lot of effort into gathering such a little undead, it was really distressing.

The quality of the legion in the Dead Silent Holy Realm is even better than in the Dark City. After all, it is the undead army trained by Xu Ziye himself. In this way, although there are undead army attacks in the Dead Silent Holy Realm, the pressure is much less.

The Grand Duke of White Bone, Roger, did not take action directly. He knew Xu Ziye's cunning and did not want to take action rashly. He waited for these undead troops to fight similarly with Xu Ziye's army before taking action. Only after killing two birds with one stone can he take down the two cities in one fell swoop.

Xu Ziye stood under the city wall and looked at the undead soldiers holding various weapons under the wall. They were all fierce and evil. The ladder behind them had already been pushed over. It was obvious that the undead's offensive was about to begin.

Xu Ziye's eyes were shining, and his eyes were staring at the undead about to attack. A ball of dark green flame was beating, and his palms were a bit hideous and gloomy because of the light.

The underworld's netherworld fire!

This is a magic that Xu Ziye has learned these days, and it is the most appropriate to burn these ladders.

"They have few skeleton soldiers and most of them are zombies. We can use corpse explosions and bone spurs to assassinate the other party." Rhine said happily.

Xu Ziye nodded calmly. What Rhine said was exactly what he was thinking. Although these zombies were rough and thick-skinned, Xu Ziye also had a way to kill them, so that these zombies could explode in the undead army, causing considerable damage.

"You are still not cruel enough. If you want strength and strength, you must make no voices around your city. As long as there is such voices of opposition, you will hit until they do not object, otherwise it will be a hidden danger." Xu Ziye sighed.

This time, Xu Ziye was actually teaching Rhine that he was really kind to eliminate the surrounding undead forces. He should use thunder means, either surrender or kill them all.

It is not only beneficial to the growth of Rhine's strength, but also to the stability of the city.

The undead army does not care as much as other troops. They almost send troops if they want to send troops, without food or grass, and do not need to worry about morale. Unless they are killed, they can stop.

Xu Ziye is doing this now, and he wants to kill all the undead at the moment.

Bang bang bang bang!

Ladders were laid on the city wall, and Xu Ziye looked down at the many dead spirits below indifferently, and his eyes gradually became sharp.

Suddenly, the faint fire in his hand jumped out, and with a swing of his palm, he flew out and burned on the ladder.

Several skeleton soldiers who were originally climbing on the ladder were ignited by the light fire on the spot, turned into ashes, and scattered from the ladder.

The ladder was burning with raging fire, but the ladder was not burned out, but all the undead who climbed the ladder were burned to death.

Several cloud ladders were burned by the strange little fire like Xu Ziye. All the undeads climbed into it were destroyed by Xu Ziye. Xu Ziye alone blocked the attack of the entire undead army!

Several undead leaders under the city wall were also very afraid of the ghost fire. When they saw the burning scenery in the sky, they were immediately shocked.

"Is there a necromancer on the wall? Who is he? Why is he so terrifying magic power?"

"Didn't that the great master of White Bone Roger say that there are no strong people in the city? Why are there such a powerful undead mage?"

Some leaders of the undead troops began to discuss. After all, such a big thing happened out of thin air, they were also very uneasy. There was such a terrifying master standing on the city wall, and they were also very afraid.

Originally, I heard from the Grand Duke of White Bone Roger that the defenders of this undead city were empty and had advantages. They led their troops to attack one by one, but they didn't expect that there was such a terrifying master on the city wall.

Xu Ziye has continuously used the Netherworld Fire, and some magic power is not supported. He needs any magic power to support him. He quickly restored his magic power. After all, he had just learned such a magic, and had some subtle control, but he still couldn't do it properly.

Only kill the undead without destroying the ladder, the undead dare not touch the faint fire, otherwise it would inevitably lead to the fire and burn the body.

One by one, the undead forces were afraid of the weapons, looked at each other one by one, temporarily stopped the attack, and the first battle ended in this way.

"Master, is this city just guarding?" Rhine said astonished, surprised by Xu Ziye's strength.

"It's not that simple. The underworld's Nether Fire has too many weaknesses and can only resist them for a while. I'm just delaying the time and some preparations are not all done yet." Xu Ziye said.

Although Xu Ziye used the Netherworld Netherworld Fire to temporarily resist the attack of the undead, the Netherworld Netherworld Netherworld Netherworld Netherworld No matter how long it lasts, and secondly, if the opponent's undead has a corpse witch with a slightly higher level, and if they jointly take action, they will definitely be able to break it.

There was nothing in the entire ladder, but all the undead climbed on the ladder turned into ashes, making numb screams.

It seems that the underworld's dark fire is burning their souls.

The undead temporarily stopped attacking, obviously knowing that Xu Ziye's underworld's ghost fire was powerful. The undead soldiers led by the undead also summoned their corpse witch to discuss countermeasures. After all, some of the things in front of them were already hindering their siege.

"Suddenly there were a lot of undead soldiers in the other gates of the city." A skeleton soldier reported.

The skeleton general pondered for a while, looked at the direction where the Grand Duke of White Bone Roger was, and frowned and said, "Didn't the Damn Duke of White Bone Roger say that the troops here are only a few hundred undead soldiers? The troops standing on the city wall are at least thousands."

"Did that the great master of White Bone Rog lied to us and waited for both sides to suffer losses before he could come to the fisherman to benefit?" said the think tank of the undead general.

"How is it possible? Do they really have such strong strength? I don't think it's realistic." The undead general shook his head and said.
Chapter completed!