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These warlocks who went into battle were wearing uniform black military uniforms, which looked like modified special-made battle uniforms similar to Taoist robes. They wore helmets on their heads. They formed a small formation of three and faced an unknown number of walking corpses that were densely packed.

The army came forward to meet him.

"The Mutual Aid Alliance is currently fighting with the lowest level of first-level warlocks, six groups of eighteen people."

The person in charge of Yuling Station introduced.

"They were originally just peripheral sorcerers who mastered one kind of magic, and they were also at the level closest to ordinary people.

But now with the increased aura, their protection strength is astonishing. The increase in strength and endurance is also exaggerated."

The words just fell.

The first wave of three groups of warlocks lit up with silver spiritual light and rushed towards the zombie army.

One of the men at the front was holding seals with his hands and muttering something in his mouth, and a jagged white wheel appeared around him.

As soon as the round wheel came into contact with the zombies, it started to rotate rapidly, frantically cutting up all the zombies it came into contact with.

This cut does not seem to be physical. The body of the cut corpse is not damaged, but it will fall to the ground on the spot, as if it has injured some inner invisible thing.

The other warlocks in the group also cast spells one after another, their bodies covered with spiritual light, and they rushed into the corpse group without fear of death.

The zombies waved their hands and hit them, which only caused ripples to appear in the spiritual light. Other than that, it was of no use.

"It seems okay, but they won't be able to hold on for long." Yu Hong said.

"There are other groups rotating behind, and in other places we rely on the military to isolate and repel them with incendiary bombs." The Warlock of the Yuling Station replied.

"There are too few such groups. If the number is increased tenfold, they may be able to block the peripheral spiritual disaster." Yu Hong sighed.

"Leader, don't worry. The aura has greatly enhanced our endurance and physical strength. We can continue to fight like this for several hours. It won't be a big problem if we rotate to other groups. More than 300 people can protect this small area.

Okay." The person in charge of the Warlock of the Yuling Station replied.

"That's true." Liu Shanhe is the commander-in-chief of military warlocks, and he has an idea of ​​the general situation, and he nods in agreement with this statement.

"Go and have a look outside other black walls." Yu Hong suggested.

"Okay. Please come with me."

The person in charge of Yuling Station took the lead and walked in front.

The group of people left the Yuling Station and moved towards other places along the spacious black wall.

Sure enough, after walking more than a hundred meters, there were far fewer monsters attacking the spiritual disaster outside the black wall.

Outside, there were only one or two groups of warlocks cleaning up and containing the area.

It looks like the situation is okay.

But before they had gone far, there was an explosion in the distance behind.

boom!!

The fire soared into the sky, dyeing the sky over there pale red.

Yu Hong and others quickly turned around, and at first glance, they saw a group of silver-armored snake-headed men jumping up the black wall, fighting against the defending warlocks.

The warlocks were glowing with silver aura, like forts with turtle shells on top. They were in groups of three, constantly releasing spells in rotation.

One after another, the spells flew towards the snake-headed man with different colors of tail inflammation on the spiritual level.

Some freeze them to slow them down, some corrode and burn them, and some pierce them with sharp blades, paralyzing them on the spot.

These warlocks come from a variety of backgrounds, and their mastery of spells is also uneven. When they are produced, they look like a mess of mental special effects. They are very gorgeous in the eyes of warlocks, but in reality, ordinary people cannot see them at all.

Bang!

A snake-headed man shot a petite sorceress hard on the head.

The spear collided with the silver spiritual light, splashing large amounts of silver debris.

The sorceress flew backwards, rolled on the ground more than a dozen times, and hit the wall of the Yuling Station behind her before stopping.

But she actually got up and rushed back to her original position to continue fighting.

The damage caused by the shot just now only made the silver aura on her body slightly thinner and dimmed. That's all.

And this kind of situation doesn't just happen here.

The magicians' spells cannot stop the spiritual disaster monsters at all, and they can only delay the time. But as long as they absorb the hatred in front, these monsters will not be able to cross the black wall and enter the interior.

"The effect looks good. But there are more troubles in the distance." Yu Hong glanced at the relaxed people around him and said in a deep voice.

"As for the golden-armored dragons, we have also arranged for a high-level magic team to fight." Liu Shanhe replied.

"Here we come." Yu Hong raised his eyes and looked at the distant fog outside the black wall.

There, groups of white clouds floated slowly over, and sitting cross-legged on the clouds were none other than the dragon-headed man Spirit Disaster in golden armor.

This time, to Yu Hong's expectation, Liu Shanhe's so-called fight was completely different from what he thought.

Soon, white-painted movable artillery pieces were pushed out from the black wall.

Next to the cannon stood a warlock from the Mutual Aid Alliance wearing a silver aura shell.

They nervously pointed the direction to the operator and gunner, and at the same time loaded the silver aura cannonballs that had already been attached to them.

Boom boom boom boom!!

In an instant, a series of cannons exploded.

The fire was raging, and dozens of artillery pieces lit up at the same time, like dozens of golden blades falling from the sky, instantly tearing apart the camp of golden-armored dragonmen flying in front.

Before the golden-armored dragons could dodge, they were blown over by cannons with several times the speed of sound.

The golden armor on their bodies shattered into spots of light, and each of them, who were more than three meters tall, was continuously pierced by the artillery and blown to pieces by the explosion.

These golden-armored dragon-men who had fought against Yu Hong before and were very fast and powerful were easily beaten back by the rounds of aura-enchanted artillery.

"Because spiritual light can attach to inanimate objects for a short period of time, and can also directly attack spiritual disaster monsters, we arranged for each artillery gunner to have at least two warlocks around him to form a team to temporarily attach spiritual light to the cannonballs.

." Liu Shanhe explained.

Seeing his own preparation, he couldn't help but let go.

"Wait, no!" Suddenly, the appearance of the macro changed and found that it was not wonderful.

Smiling !!

The golden light highlighted from the smoke of the artillery.

They approach quickly, condense and forming above the black wall, and restore the original shape of the dragon's first person.

These dragon heads fell in the air, roared with a gun, rushed into the walls, and smashed the warlocks everywhere. The scene was quite happy.

"It is the ability to blur." Yu Hong shook his head speechless. Looking at Liu Shanhe, "Is there any arrangement? It will be undoubtedly lost."

"This. Naturally, there is." Liu Shanhe's old face blushed, and he hurriedly squeezed the button on the remote control board in his hands.

In a short time, a blue flying sword, flying out of the Royal Ling Station, like a fish under the sea, forming fish groups, and rushing to the surrounding golden armored dragons.

Puff.

A golden dragon man could not dodge, and was crossed by the blue flying swordsfish group and devoured it.

There is no wrong one, one time, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one by one!

After a second, the flying sword group left, and there was only a burst of gray mist and a little golden fragments left in place.

"Huh? Is this?" Yu Hong raised his eyebrows.

"This is the spiritual lighting method formed by the warlock of the Mutual Assistant Warlock above level 6. It is a spiritual sword method we sent free of charge, uniformly taught, unified training, and formed." Liu Shanhe explained. "It is also our hand in our hands

A killer. I planned to leave it to the Three Eyes Dragon, but now it seems that it is not necessary. "

He smiled bitterly.

". Three -eyed dragon people can't carry it. You can shock a person with the psychological pressure of light." Yu Hong shook his head. "You will not forget that high spiritual individuals have great mental compression phenomenon in low -level life.

Bar?"

"Of course not, so the three -eyed dragon people target the combination, we rely on the Royal Ling Station to resist.

With the spiritual power of all the warlocks inside Yu Ling Station, the increase in the formation method can be promoted to a higher level, so as to fight the mental pressure. "Liu Shanhe.

"This project is docking with President Liu." Yu Mo Lao nodded.

Yu Hong nodded, no longer sounded, but continued to watch.

According to his estimation, the highest thing that should appear here is the three -eyed dragon people.

After all, only two doors here are opened.

Thinking of this, he couldn't restrain his remembrance.

If you can still use it, why so passive now!

Dao pulse's group of waste!

"Dingtianpan is like a god, and should not be in the hands of those who are waiting for a corpse meal.
To be continued...