Chapter 2771 - undead race

Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 2771 undead race

Fang Chen was shocked, he activated his King Level Primordial Spirit and destroyed the death aura in his mind. He turned his head and saw that there was no way Luo Huan could defend herself. She was just like a walking corpse.

He placed one hand on the back of Luo Yuan’s hand, forcefully driving away the deathly aura in his mind.

“Hide.”

Fang Chen had never heard of this race.

Within the shattered head, a palm-sized ball was floating in the air, fleeing in panic.

“Yuan Spirit?”

The Star-Hidden Sword waved its sword again, and rays of sword light formed a strong cage in the sky, trapping the ball inside.

“Whiz!”

With a flick of his sleeve, Fang Chen retracted it back into the Dongming Mountain, then took a big stride and charged into the distance.

“Let’s go in.”

Rumble rumble rumble!

The deafening sound travelled into the valley, causing the serial array to sway incessantly, but in the end, it still managed to withstand the attack of the Undead Clan army.

Seeing that, Fang Chen heaved a sigh of relief.

If he was surrounded by a large amount of undead army from the outside, the consequences would be unimaginable.

“Damn human.”

Outside of the formation, they stopped. Their faces were ferocious and filled with incomparable fury.

“What should we do?”

“He killed so many of our people. He must die.”

“That’s right. I’ll kill him at all costs.”

In the valley, Fang Chen sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Who would have thought that just as they entered the Star Destroyer Mountain Range, they would run into the Undead race.

“Just what kind of existence is this Dead Spirit Clan?”

Crash! *

When Luo Huan came out of Dongming Mountain, she looked around and heaved a sigh of relief.

“Do you know who the Undead race is?” Fang Chen asked.

Luo Huan shook her head. “I’m not sure either.”

Wild laughter came from the small round ball.

In the clouds above, the apostrophe Lord looked down and saw this scene, smiling faintly.

As he spoke, the apostrophe flung out his sleeve, and a bright streak of starlight swooped down from the sky, entering Fang Chen’s mind.

“Foolish humans, you must have been eroded by the death aura of my Dead Spirit Clan, causing your primordial spirit to shrink, hahaha.” A disdainful voice came from within the spirit soul. “My Death Spirit Race was born to be the nemesis of humans. You actually dare to intrude into my clan’s forbidden area. You’re simply courting death.”

In fact, what Fang Chen and Luo Hands did not know was that the Undead Spirits specialized in using the human Nascent Souls as food.

Their source of power was their spirit souls, and the only way to increase their spirit souls was to devour a large number of human Primordial Spirits.