"Crack." The plane crack was sandwiched on Luo Heng's arm.

Mobak and Dodalian covered their faces and sighed regretfully: "It's over, the dominant hand, the mourning hand is gone."

Luo Heng moved his arms, but he couldn't move. Most of his arms disappeared into the air. He looked over and could see the entire section of the hand bone from the disappearing place.

But Luo Qing bent and stretched out his fingers, and could still feel the disappearance of the arms, and could also feel something hooked.

I subconsciously pulled back with force, but I didn't expect that I was clamped and I didn't have much effort. When I wanted to pull back, I had to work hard.

A series of Mars and soul flames rose at the intersection of the arms and the cracks, as if two huge energy was impacting and colliding.

The arms were pulled out one by one.

"Huh, it's not broken?" Mobak and Dodarian were very surprised and rushed over and stared at the place where the arms and the cracks met.

It was indeed not broken, and the space crack was supported by the arm bones and did not completely close. As Luo Hun twitched, he dragged out the Mars all over the ground.

"The hand of domination, this is the real hand of domination." Mobak shouted excitedly.

Before he could finish his words, a chaotic sound suddenly came from behind him. Without looking at it, he knew that the corpse was surrounding him.

"No, protect the car, protect the car, your majesty can't move, come and protect the car." Mobak, who had condensed his body, stretched his hands up, and with a buzzing sound, a translucent magic shield covered him and Luo Heng.

Dodalian stayed outside the shield, leaning against the shield, and swung his hands. The spike of the dagger was thrown apart and turned into two single-handed, wide-blade short swords.

A ghoul rushed forward, and Dodarien twisted his toes forward. He originally pointed his toes forward, but instantly twisted his toes backward. His entire body was unchanged and the distance between the two soles of his feet was suddenly forward, and a wide blade was sent into the ghoul's neck.

There is no need to use force, just turn the sword blade, and the ghoul's own momentum is enough to bring its neck down.

The headless ghoul fell to the ground with a snap.

This kind of zombie without pain can be completely killed by cutting off their heads, otherwise it will have little impact on them if they have broken hands and feet.

The same is true for skeletons. On the contrary, it is a corpse witch. Because the soul fire is in the heart, there are headless zombies and lichs, but there are no headless skeletons.

Dodalian waved his swords and his body was no longer erratic. A black warrior turned into a melee warrior and wandered around the shield.

His two swords flew, swept through flowers and danced butterflies, and his actions were ruthless. The sword was fatal, either chopping the ghoul's head or slashing it on the neck. Almost all one or two swords stabbed a ghoul to death.

However, his style of advancing and not retreating also lost all the advantages of the black warrior. The black warriors are the best at stealth, assassination, and fighting, and fighting head-on is Gray's style.

With two fists, the fearless ghoul finally bit his arm.

The dagger in the other hand stabbed the neck of the other ghoul and couldn't get it back for a while. Dodarian's bitten wrist was gently thrown, and the dagger was bounced up and he bit it, and then he jumped up and turned over.

The dagger bit the sword, which slashed half of the head of the ghoul on his arm, and took the other ghoul's head down, but his arm was also bitten and missing a large piece.

Fortunately, he is not a human, otherwise this mouth would be enough to make him lose all his combat power.

The black fog surged in the missing arm wound and recovered quickly, but he also lost sight of one thing and more ghouls caught or bite Dodarian.

Of course, Dodalian couldn't care about the entire shield. In other directions, more ghouls surrounded the shield and claws, and grabbed red marks, which were the traces that were before the local shield was about to be penetrated.

Mobak's eyes were so strong that his eyes were about to stand out, if he had it. He tried his best to support the shield, and the magic on his body weakened rapidly, so anxious that he shouted desperately:

"Help, come quickly, protect me, I can't hold on anymore. Your Majesty is going to be beaten. You idiots have not paid back the soul crystals you owe me. If you don't come to help me, I will transfer all the debts to Your Majesty and ask him to take you twice!!"

Because of the recruitment of students, most of the high-level undead creatures owed a "giant debt" from Mobak. Although the old man is the one who owes debts these days, there is no one who dares to owe His Majesty the King of Steel Bones. If the debt is really transferred, the King of Steel Bones will squeeze out their bone juice.

I yelled for a long time and no one paid attention to it. Now when I said I wanted to collect debts, Mobak's soul received a lingering response: "Wait, let's go."

"Don't be anxious, it's flying."

"I just asked someone to throw me away and am now falling to your position."

Everyone's response did not make Mobak feel relaxed, because he saw a big guy emerge from the corpse group ahead, a monster with all fours, covered with carapaces and sharp toenails. It was walking on its limbs, stomping on heads like a spider, and pounced towards the location where Luo Hun was.

"Yebada! This is forcing me to fight to the death." Mobak murmured and sang in a low voice:

"Eternal souls, you fall into the boundless abyss, scream and wail, but what greets you is endless destruction, always in purgatory, no one hears your cry, no one cares about your wail, today, I, Mobak Abisk, summons you, and exchanges your eternity for that silent cry!"

As Mobak chanted, the corpses of ghouls around him, the ditches of sewers, the dark corners of the houses, and the bottoms of the trees in the yard were filled with invisible black air, and continued to rush to Mobak.

Bang! The magic shield exploded, just like hundreds of two kicks exploded at the same time. The ghouls and corpses that were tightly slinging the shield were blown into corpses and splashed away. The huge shock wave spread, spraying down all the ghouls within 20 or 30 meters in diameter.

Dodarian, who rushed into the corpse group as soon as Mobak was singing, could not avoid being squirted all over his head and face.

However, this is not a big move. Mobak's condensed hands were placed in front of him at the same time, aiming at the ghoul that was rushing toward him. The invisible black gas condensed a large ball in his palm.

Although the black gas cannot be seen, the ghoul could feel something was wrong and turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Mobak's body shook violently. In the direction where his palm was aimed, all the ghouls in a straight line burst, and there was no way to see what hit them. Anyway, they were broken.

The corpse-eating turtle was also hit, and the lower body and feet exploded directly, splattering blood and flesh, leaving only the knees and toenails that could keep them intact and scattered.

The corpse-eating turtle was frightened, and the remaining front paws supported the upper body, and crawled desperately into the distance.

After using his ultimate move, Mobak's body immediately dissipated, leaving only a soul fire floating there, unable to even speak.

"Yebada." Luo Ying was also angry. First, he was too impulsive. Why bother to save him? Even if he was dead, he still had a life box and could be reborn. Now Mobak is only the soul fire left, and any cat can destroy him.

Second, he was angry with Mobak and actually stole his limelight. He also had a big move, but he just threw it at home and didn't bring it out.

"Oh, what, rob me, wind, head! I, that's right, the master!" Luo Heng gritted his teeth, paused word by word, and pulled his arm out with all his might. All his strength surged towards his arms, rubbing against the space crack and creating a violent spark of energy.

The entire purple-black arm was pulled out of the space crack by him. When he pulled his palm, the diameter was thicker than the wrist, and it even broke the space crack by several small gaps.

As the palm was pulled out, there was a deceased soul that shrank into a ball.

At this time, the fearless zombie ghoul continued to surround him. The weak soul fire was naturally the first target of attack, but before their claws touched the soul fire, an iron fist that grabbed the undead was smashed.

The heads were splattered everywhere, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.

Next, Luo Ying was too lazy to swing the axe, so he held a pair of iron fists, punching one by one, and punching one by one, just like Dodalian, and smashing his head.

After a few strokes, the undead swung in his hand could not stand it: "Your Majesty, don't use me to smash it."
Chapter completed!