The thick black mist was deathly silent.
What worried everyone was that this fog could isolate spiritual sense, and most importantly, staying here, the speed at which their true Qi flowed away was faster than the outside world.
"Roar!"
At this time, a furious roar came from the black mist.
Before anyone could react, the ground beneath their feet began to shake violently, as if thousands of soldiers and horses were charging toward them.
Under everyone's gazes, a long line of horses and men rode towards them. They were all clad in armor and were riding warhorses.
The only difference was that these armored figures were all human-shaped skeletons, and the warhorses under their feet were the same.
"Undead!"
Thundercloud master shouted.
"Don't move!"
"This is a Yin-armored ghostly soldier. It's probably The Guardian of this realm. Don't act rashly unless you have no other choice," ye chen reminded.
