"It's just a rest! Just like the tide rises and falls, this wave of the Nine-Level Heavenly Court Expeditionary Force admits defeat and retreats first. After all, the entire crystal wall-based world has risen [Zhoutian Star Fighting Array], and the ancient god court has almost been resurrected with full blood. Even without the Taiyi God Emperor, it can withstand the expeditionary force without the command of the Emperor of Heavenly Court."

Speaking of this, You Bifang sighed: "But, the next time the expedition army makes a comeback, the complete set of 12 Dutian God Evil Arrays is almost obvious. Maybe there is the first killing formation in the void, the Zhuxian Sword Formation!"

The King of Winter Ghost didn't say anything else. He looked down at the magic gun in his hand. Suddenly, he felt upset and walked forward alone. Whether it was the elite Winter Ghost, the Frost Fierce Fighter, or the ordinary cannon fodder servants, they all walked away and made a straight and open road.

The city wall covered by blood magic has a thick red light flowing on the surface, and the color is slightly richer than the other three walls, which is understandable.

The King of Winter Ghost stood in front of the city wall and looked up at the sky. Although the clouds covered the sky, his eyes could penetrate everything. He saw the projection of the [Zhoutian Star Dipper Array] projected on the main material world on the crystal wall-shaped boundary film.

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When the King of Winter Ghost read out the string of words written by the Dragon and Phoenix Chapter, a phantom of a big ghost appeared behind him from nothing, with a magnificent head and an ancient face. The magic weapon in his hand was highly compatible with the magic gun, and a cross branch was pulled out at the gun bar, which was crescent-shaped, emitting a bit of death aura!

You Bifang looked at it curiously: "This is the magic of Siming's magical power, Yuan Ling. His Highness Shao Siming from the ancient divine court contains the power of this Heavenly Court boss. Although he does not attack with all his strength, his power is also quite terrifying!"

The King of Winter Ghost didn't want to play the trick of attrition. He swung the magic gun in his hand, and his eyes were almost covered with high blood and magic power. He swung down in the direction where the magic tower was located.

In an instant, the gun light flashed. The city wall, twenty feet thick and thirty feet tall, had a paper-paste window. It was directly broken by the blow of the King of Winter Ghost, and the gap passed by two carriages side by side.

The remaining spear had not stopped and rushed towards the Blood Magic Tower that was as high as seventh floor. The statue of the Demon God on the top of the tower was immediately anxious and suddenly pulled his foot away from the position, landing on the head of the Blood Earl Beowu Talisman, turning into a skeleton crown.

He forced out three drops of blood at his fingertips and turned into three Winterfell lords. He carried the true seeds of the Great Asura Demonic Way, forcibly tearing a hole on the barrier of time and space, and directly escaping into the dark void sea, hiding under the nose of a star in the crystal wall shell.

The Blood Magic Tower, which blocked large-scale climate spells for a long time, was completely destroyed by the whistling blow of the magic power of Si Ming, and half of the tower was completely destroyed and blew into rolling smoke and dust by the roaring wind.

The new and tender tower spirit, along with the three bloody Countess Beowulf's substitute clone, was killed in one breath, which means that part of the soul of the Lord of Winterfell was completely gone, and her own life would have to die three times in a row before she could completely consume the power of this move.

In other words, even if Count Beowuv becomes the immortal body of the Great Asura, the mature body with three heads and six arms will be cut off by Si Ming's magical power, and the final death will be achieved.

Fortunately, the guardian god she obtained through the Blood Sea Demon Way was quite cunning. Even though her magical powers were far less than His Highness Shao Siming of the Ancient Divine Court, with her clever mind and determination to break it, she still helped the Blood Sea Demon Way to escape from the real seeds of this world and the world by chance.

At the same time, the big ghost figure behind the King of Winter Ghost began to dissipate and differentiate into an ugly ghost king, a drought god with a burning halo, an eight boy-like epidemic ghost, a divine mask covered with black and white patterns, a ghost who steals the happiness of mortals, a whole set of sacrificial instruments and rituals for praying for corpses and deceased ghosts everywhere, a ghost and god who feeds on miasma, and a cage of prisons painted on the ground.

You Bifang looked at the slowly dissipating ghosts: "The king of ghosts, the corpse-positioned gods, low-level epidemic ghosts, and sacrifices... can all open up a complete blessed land. In other words, the attack from the clone just now consumed a lot of sources. If there is no five million merit, I am afraid I can't get it. That's right, the attack of Shao Siming, the boss of the ancient divine court, is a pity that only destroys the core of Winterfell City, and does not completely erase the true master, the Blood Earl herself!"

The heroic city without a lord was destroyed, and half of the magic tower could no longer maintain the blood sea protection cover. The next wave of ice cones was like thousands of sharp blades and heavy axes, covering the entire Winterfell city, slashing and slashing unscrupulously.

I don’t know how many buildings are like eggs hit by stones. The hard shells are broken on the spot. The residents of Winterfell hiding inside are instantly pierced by ice cones and completely torn to pieces.

This bloody scene, like an apprentice tearing a chicken with an apprentice, looks thrilling, but in fact, it's just that, there's nothing to be proud of.

The Winter Ghosts were shocked by the blatant attack of the king of their clan. They thought it would be a difficult battle, but with just a light push to block the heroic city that blocked the North Barbarian Tribe Alliance's southward heading, they fell in front of them easily.

Winterfell is like a Valkyrie who is proud of frost and snow. However, when the King of Winter Ghost raised his magic spear to challenge him, he also took off his entire pair of armor, and the Luoshan half-disassembled his snow-white skin.

As an elderly winter ghost shouted loudly, all the surviving cannon fodder servants rushed out at the spacious gap that the King of Winter Ghosts broke into Winterfell.

As for the Winter Ghost Legion, they joined forces to drive the Frost Arrow Tower forward, slide across the frozen moat, and hit the city wall that lost its protection from the blood magic. Then, one by one, the Winter Ghosts swarmed out and sprayed out the extremely cold air that frozen into ice sculptures towards any human who dared to appear in front of them.

Those who went up to guard the city wall were elite warriors from Winterfell. Many of them had their profession levels that broke through the ceiling of ordinary people and were awarded the titles of Great Swordsman and Great Knight. However, when they faced the spell-like magic of the legendary creature Winter Ghost, they were frozen into ice sculptures, and then smashed by the Winter Ghost's clenched fist.

There were thousands of corpse ghosts following the way forward like a rising tide. The Winter Ghost Legion effectively attacked at high speed on the city wall, setting off waves of avalanches like frenzy. They were like they learned the ability to create or call it the ability to arouse cannon fodder servants from the magic guns of the kings of their clan.

As a result, the originally quite active resistance army suddenly collapsed. After all, few people could see their robes die in front of them, and then they stood up and waved their deadly swords at themselves.

When the two armies were facing each other, 10% of the troops were killed in one side, and their morale was immediately reduced. If 20% of the troops were killed, it would be considered a good iron army without collapsing on the spot. When 40% of the military and civilians died in Winterfell, the strength of the other side increased instead of reducing, and many people continued to fight. It was really the top ten strong troops in the Holy Continent.

However, even so, the hard shell of Winterfell was still smashed, especially on the northern high mountains, the Barbarian Tribal Alliance forces, as reserve forces, entered the battle, gave the desperate Winterfell a final blow, kicking the residents of the city into the bottomless abyss.

The sound of metal collisions of putting down weapons were everywhere. The King of Winter Ghost came to the Blood Magic Tower with a magic gun. Seeing that the total number of soldiers and civilians in Winterfell were no more than 10,000 people died, despair, sorrow, pain and other negative emotions were transmitted, entangled everyone, and passed on the power of emotion to the gun.

"The Conqueror of Winterfell! This is the external refining weapon of the Nine Nether Demonic Way Seven Emotions and Six Desire Sects. The Sorrowful Demon Spear will be enhanced epicly, and it will be completely sublimated from an ordinary weapon to a divine weapon."

The King of Winter Ghost looked at the "Winterfeld Conqueror" in his hand and couldn't help but shake his head: "This gun was not stained with the blood of the Lord of Winterfeld, and the immortal blood of the Great Asura's immortal body is not considered a magic weapon of the Conqueror series."

Youbi Fang Renxiao did not argue with his clone. The next thing was to demonize the elite soldiers of Winterfell, remove possible resistance backbones, and loosen the soil of this territory at will, such as tearing down four walls.

Of course, all the illegitimate children of the noble who could not escape were in the hands of the King of Winter Ghost. You Bifang thoughtfully sent the means to control ordinary people and purify the noble's bloodline, but he would plant extremely evil curses.

【Three Corpse Brain Pill】
Chapter completed!