Chapter 2185: 2285 Everyone Filled With Regret

The other patriarchs were not to be outdone, and flattered Sha Mingyuan frantically.

Sha Mingyuan was so comfortable being slapped by this flattery that he felt his whole body float up, stroked his long beard and laughed a lot.

"Crack, click!" At this moment, there was another crackling sound of joints rubbing against the huge earth pit in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

From the scorched soil, a skinny hand stretched out, and then, a figure covered in a black robe reappeared in front of his eyes, it was the strange man who practiced the summoning of undead!

Such a terrifying formation, Lei Wei, didn't kill him! Everyone who was flattering frantically shut up at the same time and looked at the man in horror, Sha Mingyuan's laughter also stopped abruptly.

The man stood in the pit, looking coldly at the people in the city lord's mansion. Only then did everyone see clearly that this was an old man with a haggard face, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes, as if he had seen the reincarnation of millions of years.

Looking from the faces of Sha Mingyuan and the others one by one, the old man's eyes seemed to show a bit of satisfaction, and he uttered that deep chant again.

One after another, the undead puppets in broken sacrificial robes crawled out of the ground, and approached the City Lord's Mansion without any haste.

"My lord..." Fei Changle and the others were heartbroken again, and at the same time they looked towards Sha Ming.

"Everyone don't need to panic. As long as there is a defensive formation, they won't be able to rush in. I want to see how many dead ghosts he can summon." Sha Mingyuan said firmly.

Although the necromancer summoning technique is terrifying, it must consume a lot of spiritual power, and he only uses meteorite to activate the defensive formation, but he waits for work with ease, and is not afraid that he will not be able to drag the opponent down.

While talking, he continued to fight.

But this time, the beams of light that soared into the sky did not change at all.

Sha Mingyuan was slightly taken aback, but they were also puzzled, subconsciously looking towards the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Ah..." An abrupt scream came from the backyard.

Immediately afterwards, there were several more screams. The crying and howling that had just subsided also sounded again, and the family members rushed out from the backyard in horror. Behind them, hundreds of dead ghosts holding long swords chased and killed them.

"Not good!" Sha Mingyuan exclaimed. Only then did he think of a problem. The opponent's summoning of the dead is not only effective outside the city lord's mansion, but it is also effective inside the city lord's mansion.

Obviously, the disciples of the Sha family who were in charge of mobilizing the other formations had all died tragically under the mummy sword, and it was impossible for him alone to activate the defensive formation.

"My lord, what should I do!" The Patriarch behind him was also panic-stricken, looking at the corpses rushing out, he was so frightened that he almost lost his soul.

"Fight it, kill them!" Sha Mingyuan roared through gritted teeth, and rushed out first.

Ahead, the hundreds of dead souls have rushed into the city lord's mansion, and in the backyard, there are hundreds of dead souls coming one after another, but the defensive formation cannot be used, so they have no choice but to fight to the death.

"Kill!" The Patriarchs of each family knew this too, so they could only bite the bullet and follow behind him.

Amidst the shouts of killing, divine spells shot up all over the sky, pouring towards the dead ghost.

It's a pity that their strength is much worse than that of Sha Mingyuan, and they can't cause devastating damage to these necromancers.

Amidst the screams, blood mist shot up into the sky, and the heads of the various families fell one after another, even them, and those family members who were not strong at all were even more vulnerable.

In just half a quarter of an hour, more than half of the thousands of people gathered in the City Lord's Mansion were killed or injured. Blood pooled into a river, flowing from the ground paved with bluestone, and the walls of the hall were all stained blood-red.

Sha Mingyuan led two or three hundred Sha family disciples, as well as the strongest Patriarchs such as Fei Changle, retreated in the city lord's hall, and guarded the gate with difficulty. Nearly a thousand Necromancer puppets froze outside the door, launching fierce attacks continuously. Judging from this posture, they obviously can't last long.

Behind Sha Mingyuan, those Patriarchs were holding long swords, but all of them burst into tears. Just outside the gate, their parents, children, and all their relatives and friends were all in a pool of blood, and there was no life left.

Their hearts were full of remorse, why didn't they believe Mu Hanyan's words, why didn't they want to leave Pingchuan City, because of their own momentary greed, they caused their loved ones to die tragically on the spot!

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now, they can only wave the long sword numbly, use magic spells in vain, and watch helplessly as the last friend falls beside them, waiting, the rusty but cold and ruthless long sword Pierce your own body and take your own life.

The disciples of the Sha family guarding the surroundings are still falling one by one. Their strength is far inferior to that of the various patriarchs, and the strongest is no more than a mid-level god priest. Many of them even failed to become priests at all. It's just that the force is higher than that of ordinary people, so how can it be possible to resist the attack of the dead spirits.

The entire City Lord's Mansion has been reduced to a Shura field, with blood flowing into rivers and corpses everywhere. Of the thousands of people who stayed during the day, only Sha Mingyuan and the experts from various families are left, and a total of less than a hundred people are still struggling to support them.

"Sacred weapon, my lord, your divine weapon!" Fei Changle finally came to his heart in despair, thinking of the Qiankun Seal of Life and Death, and shouted eagerly to Sha Mingyuan.

Although this old guy's strength is not too strong, he is really good at protecting himself when it comes to Mingzhe. Last time he persisted in the Blackwood Prison until the end, and he was sent out of the Blackwood Prison under the honor of Zhao Xinghu, Zhao Zhiyuan, and his nephew. This time, he followed Sha Mingyuan closely and supported him until the end.

"Yes, my lord, don't you still have the divine weapon?" The Patriarchs cheered up and looked at Sha Mingyuan expectantly.

"The Qiankun seal of life and death is too powerful, it can only be used once in half a month." Sha Mingyuan forced the necromancer in front of him to stiffen with a sword, and said with a wry smile.

If he could use the Qiankun Seal of Life and Death again, he would have used it a long time ago, so he didn't need someone to remind him.

"What!" Fei Changle and the others were stunned at the same time, feeling that all the strength in their bodies was drained instantly, completely desperate.

"By the way, my lord, there is also Mu Hanyan, let Mu Hanyan out first!" It's no wonder that Fei Changle has survived until now. When it came to life and death, his mind turned much faster than others, and he immediately thought of Mu Han cigarette.

Although Mu Hanyan is likely to die once he is freed, but if this continues, he will definitely die. In comparison, the chance of him surviving after releasing Mu Hanyan is still slightly greater.

Hearing the words "Mu Hanyan", the eyes of those Patriarchs who had become ashen ashes regained their brilliance. Although Mu Hanyan was easily imprisoned by Sha Mingyuan, it was only because of the power of the artifact. In terms of real strength, she was far superior to Sha Mingyuan, and only she could stop these necromancers.