Chapter 764 A Man Is Nice When Death Is Near

The roars, like a tsunami, filled heaven and earth.

The ghoul army attacked the experts of the two clans like a raging tide.

The battle began in an instant.

Untold Spirits of the Dead swarmed in like seawater, making everyone desperate.

The Warlords and Generals of the Dead were so powerful that they were no longer afraid of the supreme Yang Qi. They could fight the experts of the two clans head-on. This was absolutely a bad sign for those experts, which meant that they could no longer crush the ghoul army.

Roars, screams, angry shouts, explosions

All kinds of sounds began to fill everyones ears.

Greenish Spirits of the Dead, red blood, white bones

Death was coming at any time and place. Nothing but a ghastly sight could be seen.

Something even more frightening happened. The corpses of every human and demon expert would soon be occupied by the Spirits of the Dead. They turned into undying monsters, and their bodies were shrouded in a strangely greenish glow. They stood up again and waved their knives at their fellows.

The power of these Spirits of the Dead was greater. They were much more bloodthirsty and crazier.

The terrifying battle lasted for half a day.

More than half of the human experts had died, and the Demon Clan had also suffered heavy losses.

The Spirits of the Dead were simply endless. They would always rush over like a tide, depriving those living creatures of their hope.

Every time one of the experts of the two clans died, a powerful Warlord-level monster would emerge in the ghoul army. As time went by, the scale of victory began to lean toward the ghoul army.

It was definitely a hopeless battle because the enemies could never be wiped out.

As long as someone in the two clans was slightly injured, he would be infected by the power of the Spirits of the Dead and gradually lose his fighting capacity.

Some experts chose to self-detonate at the moment when they were about to die. They would rather die, with their bodies and souls destroyed, than be possessed by the Spirits of the Dead and turn into evil creatures.

Ding Hao activated his flaming Qi to slaughter the Spirits of the Dead.

Wherever the Bi Fangs Fire passed, tens of thousands of Spirits of the Dead would turn into ashes.

He had killed countless Spirits of the Dead till now.

But it was simply useless because there were too many of them.

Even with Ding Haos inborn strong constitution and two Dantians, he felt tired at this point.

Not far away, Yu Miejue was covered in fire. She was only able to be on the defensive. The giant Shi Wa beside her summoned his divine beast, Vermilion Bird, by activating the tattoos on him, to guard his other two companions.

In the distance, the golden light on Wen Duoqing, the Demon Clan genius, was extremely dim, and it was obvious that he was like a spent arrow. The wizen-faced Great Saint of the Demon Clan beside him was not in a good situation, either. He had been injured when he fought with Chu Kuangtu, the Shadow of Destruction. At this moment, he could barely resist the attacks.

The bronze-skinned middle-aged Martial Sage of the Human Clan was shrouded in a ball of dark light that flew out of his sleeve. Surprisingly, he was still able to continuously kill the Spirits of the Dead. He was in a much better condition than the others, but it was nearly impossible for him to turn the tables.

On the entire battlefield, most of the experts of the two clans, who had fought to this extent, were in low spirits. They could barely defend themse