Warren's Rise and Fall

Wang Lunwo, Changsun Mingzhi and Sima Yan'er ran in this broken illusion. Their figures were like dancing flames, full of vitality and courage.

Every step they take on this shattered illusion is like stepping on an unknown destiny. The debris under their feet keeps falling, like twinkling stars, adding a touch of mystery to their path forward. Their hearts are full of expectations, not knowing what kind of dangers and opportunities the next level will bring them in this journey full of challenges and opportunities.

Wang Lunwo's heart was filled with curiosity like a burning flame. His eyes were gleaming with the light of exploration, not knowing what kind of difficulties and obstacles were waiting for them ahead, and what kind of surprising opportunities would be waiting for them. His steps were firm and powerful, as if he was following the guidance of fate to unveil the mysterious veil.

Zhangsun Mingzhi seemed more calm. He held the weapon tightly in his hand, a sword emitting cold light, as if it could cut off all evil. His eyes were firm and calm, and he was always alert to everything around him. He knew that in this unknown world, danger could come at any time, and only by staying alert could he deal with possible dangers.

Sima Yan'er was full of energy, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. She was like a happy little bird, running freely in this broken illusion. She was full of confidence in the future adventure, as if nothing could stop her from moving forward. In her hand was a delicate staff, on which was inlaid a glittering gem, exuding powerful magic.

As they ran, fragments of the illusion kept falling, as if seeing them off. These fragments were like falling petals, with a hint of sadness, and seemed to be telling the past glory and stories. Their figures gradually faded away in the light, leaving behind a mysterious and hopeful unknown world.

Finally, they ran out of the illusion. However, what appeared before their eyes was a fierce battle scene. A hall that was about the same size as the general's stone statue was filled with a tense atmosphere. Zhuge Tuotu, Nangong Lihuo, Dugu Haoshang, Shangguan Yunji and others were leading everyone in a fierce battle with a group of zombies.

These zombies had green eyes, their clothes were tattered, their bodies were covered with scars, and they looked a bit rotten, which made them zombies. Judging from their clothes, they were not modern people. Moreover, these zombies must have had high cultivation levels when they were alive, which made it impossible for ordinary young disciples to destroy their bodies. Only a few genius-level masters could leave some scars on them.

At this moment, several talented masters had obviously consumed a lot of physical strength. In the eight-door decision just now, they had experienced a huge test, and now they were somewhat exhausted. The scene seemed very anxious, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

There were two zombies standing on the left and right sides of the hall exit. The two zombies seemed to have regained consciousness and were just watching the fight in front of them indifferently, with no intention of participating in it. It seemed that guarding the gate was their mission.

Soon, zombies flew towards Wang Lunwo, Changsun Mingzhi and Sima Yan'er. The three of them took out their weapons to fight back. Changsun Mingzhi waved his sword, and the sword shadow flashed, repelling the zombies one by one. His movements were clean and powerful.

Wang Lunwo held an axe and shield, the axe blade gleaming coldly. His eyes were firm, and every move he made accurately hit the zombie's vital points. His movements were agile and decisive.

Sima Yan'er waved the whip in her hand, emitting powerful magic. She chanted something, and magic ice plays shot out, covering the zombies. Her magic attack was so powerful that the zombies dared not approach easily.

After all, the three of them did not have any actual fighting in the illusion just now, so their physical strength was not consumed.

"Brother, there are two zombie kings guarding the exit. It may not be easy for us to get out. And I just communicated with the formation soul. The Liang Yi Four Symbols formation is now destroying the seven previous evil souls. It cannot be activated for the time being. What should we do now?" Changsun Mingzhi blocked the zombies while discussing with Wang Lunwo.

Wang Lunwo frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said: "Brother Changsun, don't be anxious. In addition to the genius-level masters who have been demonstrated on the surface, there are obviously more masters on the human side this time. We just need to wait and see." There was a hint of confidence in his eyes, as if he had a clear grasp of the situation.

Sima Yan'er was relieved when she heard the conversation between the two. "However, Wang Lunwo, how long are we going to continue fighting?" There was a hint of fatigue in her eyes, but more of anticipation.

Wang Lunwo smiled and said, "Don't worry, someone will definitely break the impasse." He seemed confident.

On the other side of the battlefield, the battle was equally intense. Zhuge Tuotu was fully focused on the battle, and from time to time he used the Earth Wall. Thick earth walls rose from the ground, like a solid barrier to hinder the zombies' movements. Then, sharp earth spikes suddenly emerged from the ground and stabbed the zombies fiercely, as if to nail them firmly to the ground. Zhuge Tuotu's eyes were firm, and his hands danced quickly, controlling the power of the earth element, adding a heavy guarantee to the battle.

Nangong Lihuo was not to be outdone. As he waved his hands, the high-temperature flames rushed back and forth at the zombies like an angry dragon. The blazing flames emitted amazing heat, burning and twisting the surrounding air. Once the zombies were hit by the flames, the rags on their bodies instantly burned, emitting bursts of pungent burning smell. Nangong Lihuo looked grim, and continued to increase the output of the flames, vowing to burn these evil zombies into ashes.

Dugu Haoshang and Shangguan Yunji held a long knife and a long sword respectively, and shuttled across the battlefield like lightning. Dugu Haoshang swung his long knife, the knife light flashed, and each knife was fierce, as if it could cut off all obstacles. Shangguan Yunji's long sword was as agile as a spirit snake, the sword shadows flew, and accurately stabbed the vital parts of the zombies. The two of them cooperated tacitly, rushing left and right in the zombie group, showing extraordinary combat strength.

At this time, the monk Baojing also activated the golden body, and the golden light enveloped his whole body, like a sacred Buddha statue. He chanted something, and the Buddhist beads in his hand kept turning, exuding a peaceful atmosphere. Facing the zombies, the monk Baojing was not afraid at all. He used the powerful defense of the golden body to resist the zombies' attacks, and at the same time exerted the power of Buddhism to purify these evil beings.

Ouyang Xunfeng's wind-attributed skills were also struggling with the zombies. The howling wind cut through the zombies' bodies like a sharp blade. Ouyang Xunfeng's figure was graceful, like an elf in the wind, controlling the power of the wind and causing great trouble to the zombies.

Yuchi Jinmen was assisting with the Bagua formation. The mysterious Bagua pattern shone on the ground, releasing powerful energy. Yuchi Jinmen was focused, constantly adjusting the position of the formation, providing strong support for his teammates. They worked together to fight against the zombies and fought bravely for victory.

Although all the talented players have used 70% to 80% of their strength, it is still not enough to break the deadlock. They also seem not to have used their trump card from the first level, the general statue, so the situation remains at a stalemate.