The Rise of the Cemetery

As Li Xun raised his right hand and murmured for a while, an elemental bracelet worn on his arm began to continuously stimulate a strong magical aura.

One mysterious rune after another was gradually lit up, and soon, dense elemental particles gathered into a colorful magic rune array, lingering around Li Xun's side, making his young and tall figure even more majestic and mysterious. In the end, the shining magic runes became a coherent soul contract, which began to summon a powerful existence far away in another world across space.

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the blue and crystal-clear ice flowers began to spread on the top floor of the tower, and there was a crackling sound in the air.

It was the sound of moisture freezing in the air.

The demilich Phinia, who was casting a spell on the edge of the platform, stopped the spell in her hand in astonishment, and turned her head to stare at a human-shaped skeleton slowly forming in the endless freezing air of death.

At first glance, Phinia almost took it for the legendary undead creature winter ghost.

The same humanoid form, the same blue ice crystals that overwhelm the whole body, and the same terrifying innate instinct to freely control the freezing air of death. However, as a legendary undead creature, winter ghost only has a few extremely powerful spell-like abilities, so it cannot be regarded as an authentic spellcaster. But the undead that appeared in front of him at this moment was definitely a powerful spellcaster.

The You Leng Huo Huo that was frozen under the thick ice crystals was silently burning in the eye sockets, just looking at it briefly, Li Xun felt a tingling pain that pierced his bones.

"Abiding by the equal soul contract, I, Sid Leng Ling, is willing to fight for you. Please point out my enemies, and I will let them experience the eternal cold and death in the frozen abyss of silence..."

Like a great man, the soul projection of the undead king made a deafening declaration of war as soon as he appeared.

Li Xun secretly sighed.

Such an attractive appearance was what he had been pursuing all along, but it was a pity that this Bing Tuozi took the lead today, which made him feel a little speechless.

"Guard this war tower and destroy all invading demons!" Li Xun replied decisively.

"Everything will be as you wish!"

After the simple conversation, the projection of the undead king, who only had a holy rank, began his gorgeous performance.

Really, in the eyes of outsiders, this strange undead covered in hard ice crystals is just performing.

With just a slight movement of the hands, an indescribably strong mass of freezing air condensed between its large hands of ice crystals that looked like ghost claws. Thick and almost substantive frozen air mass was thrown to the feet, and the crystal clear and thick ice layer began to extend and wind along the tower wall on the tower. A moment later, an ice tower covered by a thick layer of ice appeared in front of my eyes.

The entire No. 7 War Tower, from top to bottom, the entire outer wall was overturned by a thick layer of ice crystals, and the palpitating death-freezing air continued to permeate from above.

Due to the sudden incident, many demons who were besieging the tower were also frozen in the ice crystals by the extended freezing air, unable to move. And the breath of life was lost from their bodies quickly, and they became real dead objects in an instant.

As for those demons whose bodies are only partially frozen, they are even more unlucky. They are either hands or feet frozen inside by ice crystals, and the azure blue ice flowers continue to extend on their limbs.

Just as they struggled outwards in frightened frenzy, their hands and feet would crack from the frozen position, easily breaking in two. However, the expected purple demonic blood did not gush out from the gaps of the broken stumps. Instead, only the blue ice shards kept falling, as if the blood in their bodies had also been frozen.

Soon, they really froze into popsicles, fell to the ground, and were scattered all over the ground as soon as they were touched by their companions.

And that's not all.

As Sid Lengling continued to cast spells, a large area of ​​blizzard began to slowly fall from the sky around the tower. At the beginning, there was still a heavy snow of goose feathers, and then a large number of ice skates and ice arrows fell down. The blue and crystal ice crystals were mixed with the bloody flowers that suddenly bloomed, instantly turning the area around Tower 7 into a bloody scene. Ice Jungle.

Li Xun couldn't help taking a breath.

Although the one summoned was just a holy projection of the other party, in terms of strength alone, it showed the toughness of a legendary spellcaster everywhere. This posture of shooting, this casualness of lifting weights lightly, is exactly the demeanor of a high-level spellcaster that Li Xun could not learn through hard work.

All of a sudden, with the outrageous attack of a holy undead king's projection, the No. 7 war tower instantly changed from being imperiled to impenetrable again. Under Li Xun's reminder, Sid Leng Ling thoughtfully left gaps for the human mages inside the towers to cast spells, which made Tower 7 stop for a few breaths before starting to output crazy spells again.

The raging torrent of spells turned the surroundings of the tower into a sea of ​​fireworks in an instant. The roar of fireballs and the bursts caused by lightning were the most lethal. The indigo and purple demon blood splashed on a large area were mixed with dense white bones, creating a vivid A shocking Senluo Purgatory emerged.

But the devil's counterattack was very weak.

Their first attack first needs to break through the protection of the thick ice layer before they can touch the magic defense system of the tower itself, and after breaking through the magic defense system, they need to break through the mage's self-defense to give the human mage the damage it deserves.

This is too difficult for many demons who only rely on brute force to eat.

Although demons are irritable and irritable, they like to fight wildly when they go to the battlefield, but this does not mean that they will not seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Seeing that the tower No. 7 was so difficult to crack, some mid-level and high-level demons who were a little bit clever began to detour and besiege other war towers. And those who stayed around Tower 7 were mostly horned demons, violent demons, and little devils with red eyes.

Although this choice is invisible, after a while, some war towers in the inner ring also began to feel the heavy pressure of the battlefield.

Of course, the changes in the situation on the battlefield cannot be hidden from the two holy casters who are commanding the magic tower. Coincidentally, the two holy steps turned their attention to the surrounding area of ​​Tower No. 7, and began to covertly and comprehensively investigate this "holy step" undead who was not stingy with his strength.

The two human saints couldn't help but compare secretly. In terms of combat power alone, if the two of them were one-on-one, I am afraid that neither of them would be able to subdue this holy undead who was raging wildly.

After all, most of the strength of Solanlian, the great astrologer of the holy rank, is not reflected in the battle, and the actual combat power is probably at the bottom of all the holy ranks. But she is the most difficult one among all the holy ranks. As long as you give her enough space and time, she can find out your greatest weakness and the worst time through constant divination and wishing.

So, after you have just gone through a difficult expedition or just fought a battle with a powerful enemy, in the lair that you think is well-protected, you will see a great astrologer who is fully armed and ready for all battles. waiting for you.

All your fighting methods have been predicted by the opponent in advance, and all your arrangements have turned into a trap that binds your hands and feet. This is the most terrifying aspect of the great astrologer.

Make a decision before acting, this is the consistent principle of great astrologers.

And another holy spellcaster, Sattas the Wind Rider, is the representative of the human holy rank mages, both in spellcasting skills and combat awareness are top-notch within the mage guild. It's a pity that even he is not sure of victory against this undead from another world summoned by the young mage.

This cross-border undead has a body of a holy rank, but has a legendary heart, and those who cheat can't cheat anymore.

The large-scale environmental changes caused by just a few spellcastings made everyone in the field a little horrified, and even Serena, the azure star who was in the middle of the battle, couldn't help but pay attention to this place frequently. You know, this is the demon plane known for being hot and desolate. The concentration of the fire element in the entire plane is much higher than that of other element particles, and the concentration of the water element is undoubtedly the most suppressed.

All spellcasters know that the abyss demon has the highest fire resistance and the lowest water resistance. But in the great magical battle just now, it was rare for humans to cast water or even ice spells. One of the main reasons is that the gains outweigh the losses. In such an environment, it takes four to five times more effort to gather enough water elements to cast spells than the outside world, and it takes ten times more effort to condense water elements into ice.

This is undoubtedly a huge waste of mental power and mana.

But from the projection of the summoned undead king, it can be seen that its mastery of ice elements is already at the master level. It is as if you have the ice field with you, you can distort the rules of the demon plane around you, and directly obtain endless power of ice from the mutated rule system.

This is comparable to the most serious kind of cheating, and it is still unsolvable.

No matter how conceited Satas is, he is still in the process of understanding and exploring the rules of the wind system. But he still dare not compare with this kind of old monster that has been immersed in a certain mutation rule for thousands of years. These are the most typical examples of aging.

Who knows what kind of lore cards they hold in their hands!

At this moment, all the high-ranking mages who are still struggling in the war tower are extremely envious of Tower No. 7. It's good to have a strong Daoist to lead the battle! Not only can life be guaranteed to the greatest extent, but it can also attack unscrupulously.

And many teachers stationed in the tower also showed envy, jealousy, joy, disgust... all kinds of complex expressions intertwined with each other. With a genius by their side, they may feel a lot easier, but it also makes them even more bleak. This feeling is really uncomfortable.

Looking around, among the few remaining towers in Central, Tower 7 is the most dazzling. The dazzling sparkling ice crystals turned it into a beautiful ice tower, and the combination of the magic waves spewing out from the shooting ports all over the body and the dense freezing air reflected a gorgeous and charming rainbow of elements.

Coupled with the bombed-out ghosts crying and howling wolves around the tower, and the terrified demons rushing and running, it presents a beautiful and absurd bizarre picture to outsiders.