As long as the weakest and weakest lightning branch touches a dead soul, it will leave a mark of thunder on the undead. A main lightning chain can hit dozens of undead souls and can divide into five or six lightning branches at the same time. Therefore, it doesn’t matter if the main lightning chain is not eliminated fast enough. As long as countless lightning branches slide across the body of the undead, the mark will be stacked on them!

Han Lang waited for enough undead to come to him, triggered all marks in one breath, and activated the tyrant sanctions!

How many thunder marks were triggered at the same time, the tyrant sanctions generated were simply like thousands of thunders breaking through the sky, and the immortals passed through tribulation scenes, even the audience on the cruise ship were dumbfounded.

"Go to death!"

Regarding kings, Han Lang is now like a thunder and lightning king, and he ordered hundreds of enemies to fall down with a command!

The power of the tyrant sanction is equivalent to a thunderbolt. With the blessing of nearly six times the effect of the tyrant wild thunder, these red mummies could not bear it at all, and the undead without the shining mark were destroyed!

Nearly a thousand undead spirits were wiped out in an instant. Han Lang stood alone in an empty minefield, and his momentum was so shocking!

People finally saw the real hero, and they took it as if they were truly a matter of utmost importance and were wiped out in ashes!

"Perfect!"

Han Lang looked at the annihilated undead, and his smile became even stronger.

Perhaps a few Cang Lei Claws can also destroy nearly a thousand undead spirits, but the consumption of the thunder electric chain and the tyrant sanction is only one-tenth of the Cang Lei Claws. Han Lang, the precious soul power in the real war, is the most clear!

The newly-entered Gumu staff found something wrong, and the light spot frantically condensed towards Han Lang. He immediately said to everyone in a calm voice: "This guy is taking away their broken souls and spirits."

"Damn it, our Pharaoh's Spring is mixed in it!" Said scolded.

The Pharaoh Spring awakens and shapes these undeads. Every time one more undead is summoned, their Pharaoh Spring will be depleted a little. Han Lang kills the undeads and takes away their residual souls and spirits. This is tantamount to taking away the energy of the Pharaoh Spring, causing them to be unable to return the Pharaoh Spring to the soil!

If the Pharaoh Springs are not buried, they cannot be recurring and the Pharaoh Springs will be exhausted faster!

However, what can I do if I know? Now they can't summon the undead back, they can only bite the bullet and let them go.

The group of lightning chains was still leaping wildly, and there were still two or three thousand undead spirits left to continue to siege Han Lang.

"Tyrants sanction!!!"

With another command, thousands of thunder echoed, and the thunder danced wildly, hitting Yin Hong Mummy's body. Yin Hong Mummy's body was destroyed, and the soul was broken, but the spirit flew towards Han Lang.

Han Lang had long noticed that the destruction of these undead spirits had even more mellow spirits, and probably some other energy was hidden in them.

"Strange, how did this thing blend into the soil?"

However, Han Lang found that the remnant soul did not dissipate on its own, but instead floated into the soil.

Han Lang immediately followed with his thoughts and found that the remnant soul was actually mixed with the blood-dropping mud of ancient wood man.

Not long after, the all-immortal mummy crawled out of the soil again and rushed towards Han Lang.

Han Lang didn't care too much, and he killed it with a tyrant, and he didn't know that it was transformed by the dead soul before.

This time, Han Lang felt heartbroken and called out Xiaoyi, asking it to help him resist for a while, while he focused on the remnant soul.

"Return to the blood-red soil and then turn into the undead again. That is to say, these undead have some special mark or power, which is their endless driving force!" Han Lang immediately made this speculation.

After observing a few more times, Han Lang finally discovered that any undead that exploded with remnant souls after death would return to the red blood-dropping soil and turn into new undeads.

And those who die into spirits are all dead and will not be reshaped again!

"It turns out that there is some kind of energy body that makes them circulate infinitely!" Han Lang was overjoyed and did not expect that he had found the secret of the ancient wood man!

Xiaoyi is spiritual. When the master woke up, he began to search for it.

"Here and Here" Soon, Xiaoyi became excited!

Then a very strange soul light shone on Xiaoyi's body. When the light shone on the dead corpses, he would find a light purple fluorescent light that left the remnant soul and flew back into the dirt of blood!

The light purple fluorescence is less likely to be noticed than the destruction and essence. If Han Lang hadn't specifically instructed Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi would have ignored it himself.

Interestingly, once the spirit appears after the dead, most of the light purple fluorescence will merge with their souls!

The value of spirit is much greater than that of residual spirit. Because the purple fluorescence is fused, those souls become spirits, which is enough to show that the light purple fluorescence energy is huge and rare!

"Hahaha, I understand!"

Han Lang laughed happily in his heart.

Han Lang completely cracked the secrets of the endless undead by the ancient wood man with the help of Xiaoyi.

Light purple energy must be some kind of extremely powerful source of the undead. While they can shape the undead, they can also be reclaimed after the undead's death. The ancient wood man can shape them again and throw them back into battle as long as he pays a small amount of undead soul power!

Because this energy is attached to the soul, some undead may unconsciously integrate them into their souls, making their own strength stronger than other companions!

Their origin has been reduced by how much essence Xiaoyi has absorbed. No wonder the ancient wood man is no longer as big as before, and his summoning speed is not as fast as before.

However, their undead origin energy should be quite large, and it is probably only a small part of it that Xiaoyi sucks away, and it cannot hurt their muscles and bones, so they are still summoning endlessly.

"Xiaoyi, see if you can suck it. This is a big fat meat!" Han Lang said excitedly.

Needless to say, Xiaoyi was trying, and it was staring at the residual souls that would slip out of the light purple fluorescence. As soon as they floated out, Xiaoyi immediately sucked wildly.

It was a bit difficult to absorb these energy at the beginning. Xiaoyi always let them run back into the blood-colored soil. However, Xiaoyi became proficient in taking a few more times. One sucked one accurately, and sometimes he sucked one in one breath!

"No, that guy is stealing our Pharaoh Springs!!" Said screamed.

Gumu people soon discovered something was wrong and their faces became extremely ugly.

The Pharaoh Spring, that small half bottle is priceless. They have reached their current ranking with the Pharaoh Spring!
Chapter completed!