All Lords: I Created The Mythical Heaven!

Zhangyue World.

Cao Wenzhao moved numbly and reached out to wipe the blood dripping from his face. He had lost count of the hundreds of times he led the Great Wall Heroic Army to charge in the underworld.

Yuequan Port became the bridgehead of the abyss world at the first moment when the world changed.

Round after round of undead frenzy, crazy rush to the level.

In the distance, the boundless undead of the abyss are advancing crazily on the front line.

Only the area around the City God's Temple is still standing in the Zhangyue Incense Domain, which has been forged over a hundred years of consolidation.

"General, the nearby Undead Bone Dragon is rushing up again!"

"The blood moon is across the sky, and all the attributes of all undead creatures have been increased to varying degrees, making it increasingly difficult for us to fight."

There were constant screams from heroic spirits.

"All heroic spirits must not panic."

Cao Wenzhao shouted loudly and tried his best to keep his illusory ghost body upright and not fall down.

"The Great Xia Mansion has been replaced. The current person in charge of the Tian Mansion is Lu Yun, the number one genius of the Qingcheng Immortal Mansion."

"The Nantianmen plan has begun, we only need to persist for a few more days."

"Every time you persist for a period of time, the world you are guarding behind you will have one more chance of safety!"

The heroic spirits of the Great Xia Great Wall who were fighting bloody battles were suddenly refreshed, and their steel-like firm belief appeared again.

"Killing one is to save capital."

"Killing two is a profit, killing three is a blood profit!"

So the heroic army of the Great Wall, fearless of death, marched towards the front line of the huddled undead and fought their way towards it.

They were all people who died once on the Great Wall battlefield.

They have long been indifferent to life and death, and in exchange for a moment of peace in the rear, it is worth it in the eyes of their heroic spirit army.

Inside the Chenghuang Temple.

Niu Rui barely stood on the bloody and dirty floor.

The golden body of the City God in the temple had long been forcibly exchanged for life with a bone dragon from a pseudo-fairyland, and it was the clay sculpture of the City God that was still fighting to the death outside.

Nowadays, what keeps the Incense Domain from falling into the netherworld is the [Star Cauldron] in Zhangyue World that suppresses luck.

"Master Yue, you have to work hard."

"The life and death of millions of soldiers on the front line, as well as the lives of subordinate officers, are all tied to you alone."

Niu Rui was in a panic and couldn't stop murmuring.

Three days ago.

Yue Wuyan and the thirty Jinyi guards around him rushed to investigate the situation as soon as the undead in the abyss appeared.

As a result, three days passed and no one returned to the city.

"Soon, soon."

Niu Rui's eyes fell on the star cauldron with a large number of cracks and cracks. Billions of undead were attacking the ghost city crazily without any gaps. The luck cauldron that maintained the incense domain was overwhelmed and might shatter at any time.

Sudden.

There was a crunch nearby.

"Heaven wants to destroy me, but I have not yet followed His Majesty, and I have not yet obtained an official title!"

Niu Rui let out a miserable wail, his hanging heart, accompanied by high pressure and nervousness, completely dead.

"Repay...Master Niu."

The sound just now was the sound of a hunky-backed guard with mutilated arms pushing open the temple door as he entered the temple. He tightly hugged the bloody head in his arms, his eyes full of sadness.

"Speak quickly."

Niu Rui murmured, feeling a little sad.

"Following Master Yue's order, a bloody meteor fell from the depths of the undead craze. It continued to radiate rule erosion from the abyss towards the surrounding area, constantly changing the yin and yang environment of Zhangyue."

"As time goes by, a steady stream of undead appear from the Blood Star. If they are not destroyed, this disaster will never end."

Hear the words.

Niu Rui's body swayed, and he fell into despair.

"How can the bloody meteor be so easy to destroy? Lao Yue, Lao Yue, just leave and leave us such despair..."

at this time.

boom--!

The Luck Star Cauldron could no longer hold on and suddenly shattered, and the entire Incense Law Territory fell into the unknown...

…

"Hahaha, this incense domain is finally won, and the reward of the will of the abyss is coming soon!"

Countless undead creatures cheered for joy, quietly waiting for the blessing of the abyss.

Every time a core area of ​​the world is conquered, the creatures of the abyss can receive rewards from the abyss demon behind them.

However.

This time, no blessing from the abyss appeared.

This extremely abnormal scene caused the undead in the abyss to become restless. The undead soul flames swaying and burning in their skulls seemed to be thinking.

However.

In another area of ​​space invisible to the undead in the abyss, Lu Yun and the gods of Tiangong could see everything clearly.

Including the scarlet meteorite with bright eyes guarded by tens of thousands of undead bone dragons in the wave of undead in the abyss.

distance.

The spherical [World Dust] that is differentiated and projected by billions of channels is constantly rotating in the unknown space. Whenever it is detected that there is an incense domain in the Yin World and a city in the Yang World that cannot support it in the Daxia area.

Automatically inhale it into the mythical quality copy [Sandal Ningxiang-Nezha] that is being nurtured.

Occasionally, there will be a purple-gold unicorn incarnate on the Great Wall of Humanity sky to look at it curiously, but due to the emperor's orders, he does not go too far.

"The copy will take about two days to gestate."

"All lords, follow me and fight to achieve great success."

Lu Yun glanced below.

Not only were there mixed in the abyss undead army, there were also figures of Lord Fuso driving the [Holy Alliance Army].

Rumble—!

With a loud noise, the all-powerful army of the undead from the abyss was reduced to rubble and rubbish by the black and yellow jade seal that fell from the sky.

"Imperative! The Ghost Festival of Zhongyuan appears!"

Lu Yun finished his sentence.

It only takes a few breaths.

The hundreds of remaining planetary worlds in the Luji star region are simultaneously shrouded in the rules of the underworld.

next moment.

All the participating lords in the Yanhuang Realm and the dependent army composed of the abyss-level world, and the resurrected creatures from the polluted fallen world.

All fell into the ghost festival copy.

Suddenly.

Night had fallen, and a waxing gibbous moon that was very close to full moon rose in the sky.

"Is this a copy of the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival?! I didn't expect it to be controlled by Lu Yun now."

"It's so cool, my friend is now a Beiyin ghost officer, with nearly 300,000 ghost soldiers under his command, hahaha."

"And in this dungeon, we can also summon our own troops to continue participating in the war."

"It's just not that exciting."

The Iron-Blooded Lords were one by one on the ferries that sailed on the Nai River, Santu River and other ghost rivers.

at this time.

Before those abyssal undead and abyss lords could react, they gurgled down a stomach full of smelly soul meat soup.

"Hmm...what's going on? Where is this...gudonggudong."

"Help...gudonggudong."

See this scene.

The iron-blooded lords sitting on the ferry had ferocious smiles on their faces, and a few old-looking ferrymen beside them cast a handful of soul nets.

"The soul is back..."

I saw only one boat with a big khaki flag fluttering in the wind.

Among the flags.

Like the turbid divine light of the Zhuo River, it suddenly swooped down and turned into ferocious ghost beasts, slapping hard at the abyss creatures and lords floating in the ghost river.

Boom—!

The Blood River, Nai River, and Santu River rippled, and abyssal creatures and lords fell into the depths of the river.