Yuitian retreated in a very embarrassed state. He knew that if he stayed for a while longer, he would die without a burial place. This kid Luo Yang was evil! Because he had been infinitely close to death, he knew the characteristics of the undead so well that most of the power he developed later was directed towards targeting the undead. The four black dragons roared. How noble they are. They control a galaxy larger than the Milky Way and the Andromeda Galaxy. They have controlled hundreds of millions of people for many years. They have lived for a long time, but they were suppressed by a junior. "Explode!" With a familiar voice and a familiar power, the four layers of sword clothing turned into terrifying lethality and bombarded the four black dragons' bodies. Luo Yang is close to running out of ammunition and food. Fighting at the Soul Fighting Clan level is not an ordinary battle. The undead have invested countless times more power than the galaxy war. It can be said that the essence is here, and the galaxy is just a plank road for sending troops. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As any god-lord in the divine realm, would not be of much effect on this kind of battlefield, and they would be but a little tyrannical soldier, not even a little boss. This is the Fighting Soul Clan. The entire clan is prosperous and cannot be promoted. Luo Yang felt that the human race still had potential, and the galactic gods had to make further progress and could not stand still. He alone in the Haotian realm was too weak. When Yuitian found four Haotian Realm Yinglongs, although they had joined the undead, they were not born as physical beings. They should have been transformed by the day after tomorrow and embarked on the road of absorbing dark energy and crossing the barriers. After consuming enough Na Yuan to kill twenty ordinary Xingzi, he borrowed power from Lingxu to suppress them. The Taichong sword took the opportunity to thrust out, unbuttoned the sword jacket and self-destructed. From a distance, purple and red light waves could be seen, very dazzling, killing powerful enemies with an intoxicating smoothness. The undead clan in the Haotian realm are still quite powerful, otherwise they would not have made the Soul Fighting clan very angry. Every time they gathered their strength to exterminate them, they would end in an anticlimactic end. Not to mention how difficult Yitian is, the four black dragons he found are ridiculously strong. If Luo Yang hadn't exchanged Lingxu combat units for suppression, it would have been impossible for him to defeat the four enemies at once with his own strength. "Boom, boom, boom" Continuous self-destruction, Luo Yang didn't even blink. When only ten layers of sword clothing were left, he returned the sword to its sheath. "Roar" The four black dragons were covered with wounds. If hundreds of thousands of broken walls and ruins hadn't been suppressed above their heads, how could they be afraid of self-destruction if they joined forces? This is not a true self-destruction of a real fighting spirit weapon, but a dispersion of the self-destruction power of a real fighting spirit weapon. The star power and fighting spirit injected into it are relatively limited, and it lacks the momentum of a desperate move. However, no matter how desperate they were, their bodies were bruised and bruised, their strength quickly dropped, and layers of darkness fell from their bodies. "Hey" The Taichong Sword was unsheathed again. The four black dragons thought that Luo Yang was going to repeat his old trick and cause self-destruction, so they quickly strengthened their defenses. Unexpectedly, purple air pillars spurted out, and the star power in the sky gathered, suddenly thrusting out thousands of swords, and a burst of mystery arose. Dark wind. "Boom, boom, boom" The sound was loud. The four black dragons wanted to say that these attacks were too scattered and useless to them. As a result, they all changed colors the next moment, and their whole bodies convulsed and contracted, trying to get rid of the feeling of terror. "What's going on? Why can your fighting spirit" The four black dragons screamed in pain, how could they bother to find out the reason? Opening his mouth and sucking hard, all the nearby dark energy, including the approaching undead army, instantly turned into haze and converged on them. Luo Yang nodded and said: "Okay, this is a wise approach. At all costs, absorb dark energy to maintain strength. It depends on whether you can persist. I will continue to absorb it here." At this moment, Luo Yang became a bottomless pit, with the horns of four black dragons. The darkness is fading. This is too scary for them. When the darkness of the dragon horns completely fades, they will fall from the Haotian realm, and then they will become chickens on this battlefield, reduced to the role of human beings. The Taichong Sword is facing Yuetian, and as long as he gets even slightly closer, it will emit terrifying waves. There was a purple glow on the blade of the Taichong sword, causing the Andromeda emperor to shout without grace: "What the hell, Luo Yang, what do you want to do? Why do you have to bleed when you can obviously kill four of them?" Taking away all the dark energy? "Oh? Do you really want me to kill four of them? Look, they are about to start." , in fact, it is not simple at all. "Boom, boom, boom¨¥" Dragon claws were everywhere. They did not attack Luoyang, but attacked the undead army. "Asshole, what are you four doing?" He was shaking all over because of the weather. He suddenly realized Luo Yang's intention. This guy can really counterattack at the slightest opportunity. These four black dragons are not pure undead, but it has been dyed very thoroughly and has become the Haotian realm, and it will never change its camp before the battle. It is precisely because of this that they are scary. Their claws are so good that they can reach into the checkpoint through the city wall. They felt very comfortable when they attacked Luo Yang, but they did not expect to be used to counterattack and kill the army in the blink of an eye. "Ang, ang, ang" The dragon claws penetrated the undead army. They grabbed wherever there were more masters, and then extracted dark energy at a crazy speed to maintain their level without being cut down. Until this moment, they have not figured out why Luo Yang could transform into a black hole and drain away so much dark energy. That is five billion years of accumulation. Every five billion years, the dark energy is purified as it sheds its skin. Even the Lord of the Underworld is afraid of being contaminated by such high-purity dark energy. Why can Xingzi swallow it? No matter how much he thought about it, it was useless. Luo Yang was like holding an invisible chain, tightly blocking the throats of the four black dragons. As long as he accelerated the absorption speed a little, the four black dragons would kill the undead like laborers and seize the life beads. "No, stop, you four reptiles, idiots." Yuantian was furious. Although he had ordered the undead army to retreat, it could not move faster than the dragon claws of the four reptiles. "It's too dark. He wouldn't hesitate to kill his own family members. It would be fine if they were just ordinary undead. There are many Lords of the Underworld and his descendants. They specially select important people to kill!" There was no way, Luo Yang had completely grasped the lifeline of the black dragon. Even the broken wall and phantoms suppressing the top of their heads had mostly dissipated, and they had no strength to counterattack. They still stretched out their dragon claws and grabbed a large area, absorbing a large number of life beads to offset it. Absorb and hang on to your own level. Luo Yang let out a breath, and the four black dragons were killing crazily, causing the undead army to retreat backwards. The enemy no longer dared to attack this small level. "Pfft" The four black dragons seemed to have suffered a serious illness, slumping on the spot. Black mist sprayed out from their nostrils and quickly condensed into black scabbards. Ma Zhuoer actually got out of the scabbard, raised his head and let out a soul-shaking whistle, as if to celebrate his new life.