Lin Beichen could clearly sense that there were countless terrifying sand beasts swimming around in the surrounding sand sea and deep under the bone road.

The huge monster has the power of a new ancestor. If it is not suppressed by the bone road, it can jump out of the sand in an instant and crush the fanatic believers directly.

This is definitely a terrifying existence that fanatic believers cannot resist.

Sand tribe.

It's really scary.

A spiritual being that seems to be a higher form of life.

Gradually, more and more sand people broke through the isolation of the ancient road and came closer.

The number of injured fanatics is increasing.

what to do?

Lin Beichen also felt a little numb.

He can resist all these sand people, but without the bone path, he cannot lead so many people across this level of the prison of all races.

The young man in white was very anxious.

"Sir, leave us alone and charge forward with the tribute."

"Yes, let us hold back these alien sand people."

Many fanatics shouted.

But it's actually useless.

Because there is no bone path, it is impossible to rush through.

Lin Beichen knew that the tribute this time could only be sent to this floor... and would end in failure.

The alien races suppressed in the 7,415 levels of the Prison of All Races have reached such a terrifying level, what about the 8,000 levels and above?

How terrifying would the alien race on the 9999th floor be?

The young man in white gritted his teeth and decided to fight to the death.

He yelled: "Follow me..."

The words were not spoken yet.

In the sea of ​​sand, changes occurred again.

"There has never been a savior, nor a divine emperor. To create happiness for the entire human race, we all have to rely on ourselves..."

The majestic war song sounded again in the vast desert.

Vicissitudes of life, ancient.

The sea of ​​sand is churning.

White skeletons struggled to break out of the ground.

They were covered with broken armor of the Forbidden Army. Their flesh and blood had long since disappeared, but their white bones were as crystal clear as jade. Even if the bones were incomplete, they still struggled to move forward.

It's the Imperial Guard.

It's the Forbidden Army again.

The Emperor's Custodes.

A skeleton wearing a worn-out general's eagle helmet raised the broken sword in his hand and waved it forward.

Countless skeletons screamed silently and rushed towards the Sandman crazily.

"It's the seniors."

"Their fighting spirits have revived."

The fanatical believers were horrified and shouted excitedly.

Lin Beichen couldn't help but feel numb when he saw this scene.

So shocking.

The dead warriors rise again.

The last remaining soul supported them in their fight.

Maybe they couldn't tell clearly who they were protecting. It was just their will to fight that made them wield their swords against the sand people. It was just their instinct to fight that made them still hate the alien enemies after they died...

Skeletons fought and fell.

Their bones were lifted up in the sea of ​​sand to form a new bone path.

"Quick, rush over."

The young man in white shouted, commanding the fanatical believers to rush towards the new bone road.

He is behind the break.

"You, go to the front."

He yelled at Lin Beichen and said, "Protect everyone."

Lin Beichen slapped it with one palm.

boom.

The young man in white was knocked away and landed on the new bone road, at the front of the fanatical believers.

"You lead the way, I'll lead the way."

Lin Beichen said calmly: "I'm not familiar with the road."

The young man in white clothes was startled, a soft look appeared on his face, and he said loudly: "Be careful."

Then he led the fanatical believers in a mad charge.

Lin Beichen waved the sword in his hand, constantly resisting the sand people rushing in like a tide.

He did not use the [Lovesickness] sword technique.

But one sword strike at a time has great power.

The sand man who rushed towards him fell down like mowing grass.

"Good swordsmanship."

The young man in white's eyes lit up and he said loudly: "Brother, don't be reluctant to fight, come up quickly."

Lin Beichen fought and retreated.

far away.

The thousand-meter giant sand man saw this scene with an angry expression on his face.

"The emperor of the human race is injured and can no longer control this prison. You can't even think of sending tributes... The revenge of all races is about to come again, and the human race is destined to be destroyed."

He swooped down.

The huge body fell like a star.

boom.

The terrifying giant fist of sand and stone rubbed flames in the air and hit the bone road heavily.

Bone vibration.

White bones as clear as jade flew out from the ground, like a net, blocking the giant fist.

"There has never been a savior, nor a divine emperor. To create happiness for the entire human race, we all have to rely on ourselves!"

The war song is loud and clear.

It seemed like it was roaring from ancient times.

The mysterious power echoes between heaven and earth.

The broken bones seemed to have come back to life, automatically reassembling themselves, and transformed into a 600-700-meter-tall white bone giant, fighting with the giant sand man.

Boom boom.

Sand and stones flew.

Bone sputtering.

"Go quickly."

An ancient syllable echoes between heaven and earth.

The Bone Giant spoke out.

Finally, under the desperate fighting protection of other Bone Forbidden Army, the fanatic believers crossed the vast desert and came to the other side.

The young man in white raised the key in his hand and opened the door to the upper floor.

Everyone entered quickly.

The light in the corridor is dim.
To be continued...