The hideous ghost head door lies between the heavens and the earth, like a small mountain, exuding a chilling breath of death, the boundary between the living and the dead begins to be broken, and the heads of the wailing dead begin to float and sink on the surface of the door. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Immediately after, a black tornado of endless undead spirits swept away, and in it, a pitch-black wolf ethereal image was the king of all the undead, standing condescendingly in the center of the black tornado and looking down on the earth with a cold gaze.

It didn't say its name, it didn't even say a word, it just incarnated into an illusory image and left an eternal storm of the undead between heaven and earth.

"Tell me again, little lamb, what things I'm going to take?" The wolf spoke, and in the blink of an eye, black storms rose one after another, and Moffett looked at it from afar, his eyes full of shock.

In his womb, six artifacts trembled, they were so powerful as the creatures of the giant gods, but even their creators had to bow down in front of the evil wolves that appeared!

There was a sudden hint of white in the black storm, a sheep armed with a delicate purple bow and arrows.

Its snow-white and slender body was like a white elf, its eyebrows were imprinted with complex and delicate divine patterns, it squatted on the top of the black storm, and slowly said like any harmless white sheep: "Everything, dear hungry wolf~"

The wolf's voice rang out: "I'm so hungry, it's a boring hunt, and I'm waiting for the living to die...... It must not taste that good. ”

Aries licked his front hooves in boredom: "That's true, dear hungry wolf, but if you don't want to eat, this meal can be enjoyed for me." ”

Zhang Chao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he recognized these two seemingly ordinary wolves and sheep, they were the eternal hunting twins, the walkers who were obsessed with hunting and giving alms to death-Qianjue.

Of course, if the name is not loud enough, then the heavy word "Grim Reaper" is enough to express the fear of them and their strength.

The ancient dragon dragged his broken body, his soul trembling, but he still had a mad look, like a warrior of the dead, crashing indifferently into the gate.

"O High Death, please grant me eternal life in death!"

He didn't hesitate, even staggeringly decisive.

At this moment, no matter how much Zhang Chao despises him, he has to be shocked by his decisiveness.

He had thought that the ancient dragon might still have hole cards, and he might cast a forbidden spell that could destroy the world, and he didn't even think that the ancient dragon would directly burst out with the terrifying power that killed him in one blow.

But he never thought that the ancient dragon would have the courage to make such a decisive and decisive decision, as long as he defeated him, he could directly devour his bloodline and save his life, and he would actually choose to replace his desperate blow with such a necromantic dragon ritual.

This choice really shocked Zhang Chao, and he asked himself if he changed places, even if he fought to the death, he would never choose to transform himself into an immortal spirit through spiritism.

Because the undead sound like a new state of life, some people even think that it is a kind of leap in the level of life, getting rid of the rotten and fragile body, and only cultivating the soul......

But without smell, without taste, without the beauty of food, unable to perceive warmth and cold, and even the body has become a bone creation like a living body, such a life means that life is worse than death for most people.

In ancient China, when fighting and attacking cities, the reason why we paid attention to the lack of one of the three sieges was to avoid arousing the will of the soldiers defending the city to resist to the death.

When there is still a chance to survive, even if there is only one in ten hopes, nine out of ten people will choose to fight for that rather than choose to die with the enemy!

"You're a madman. Zhang Chao's face was very ugly, if he turned into an undead dragon, even if the ancient dragon's injuries were serious, most of them would be repaired immediately, because his badly damaged body was no longer his shackles, and the situation would be reversed for him in an instant.

Zhang Chao carefully looked at the gate of hell like a small mountain, and suddenly he asked in his mind.

"System, help me detect this spell, do I have a chance to crack it now?"

The system immediately gave the answer, with the improvement of Zhang Chao's strength, the system has opened more and more permissions, among which the most useful for Zhang Chao is this auxiliary program.

The reason why he was able to study the magic books in the Black Rose Collection in a short period of time was that in addition to his powerful magical talent as a sky dragon, the system was absolutely indispensable.

System: "This is a forbidden technique that can only be practiced by ancient dragons, because the earth has the meaning of the reincarnation of all things and the rebirth of death, so although on the surface, the mountain dragon and the death forbidden art are not on the same side, but in fact, as long as they are adult mountain dragons who are more than five hundred years old, they are all the masters of death magic." ”

"Its role is to summon the illusory clone of the god of death, preside over the transformation ritual of the undead dragon, and sell its own life in exchange for endless death energy to infuse into the body of any dragon on the field, and transform it into a bone dragon. ”

"Since this gate has some of the power of the Grim Reaper, it is impossible for you, not even the big man behind you, to destroy it in the slightest. There is no way for you to break the spell before it completes its transformation ritual unless you take the place of the ancient dragon and rush into the Ghost Head Gate to sacrifice your soul to the Grim Reaper before you complete the transformation ritual. ”

Zhang Chao's face suddenly lit up, the ancient dragon's decision was decisive, and his decision speed was by no means bad, almost the moment after the system transmitted such information, he made the best judgment on the current form.

The thought in his mind was only instantaneous, and it had only passed two breaths, but at the speed of the ancient dragon, it was still close to touching the Ghost Head Gate, and there was only a hundred meters between the two, and with his size, it was just a step away.

However, at this moment, he would never be able to touch the door, because a slender dragon figure had already come to him one step ahead, and his decisive charge was more like a booster, directly pushing Zhang Chao into the door.

"No!" the ancient dragon let out a terrible roar, "you madman, you would rather give up the glory of your dragon clan and become a lowly necromancy in order to defeat me!"

The ancient dragon was hysterical, his last three breaths left of his life, and once those three breaths had passed, he would surely die.

At this moment, the sheep with a bow and arrows slowly stepped into the air with graceful hooves, and at its feet were the floating evil spirits, which prostrate respectfully and obediently at its feet, forming a staircase connecting heaven and earth.

The wolf's eyes flashed with impatience, and it squatted at the apex of the black storm and looked at Zhang Chao coldly.

The anger in the eyes of the ancient dragon suddenly turned into extreme resentment, and he shouted: "Hahaha, even if you win this time, but I want to watch you die, I want to watch you be harvested by death!"

"You still have a long and long life, but now you are going to be transformed into a lowly evil spirit, and all your talents will be wiped out, even if you win my ancient blood, what use are you?"

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, Zhang Chao suddenly turned his head and showed him a warm and elegant smile, and when the ancient dragon saw this smile, he immediately instinctively felt a little wrong.

I saw that Yang Ling slowly pulled his bow and arrows, and nailed the illusory arrow into Zhang Chao's ...... Ahead!

Ahead!

Ahead! How can it be the front!

How can you be wrong, you are gods!

The ancient dragon froze, and then let out a roar of rage, for at this moment, the fire of his life was completely burned out, and he fell like a downed fighter plane to the earth.

At this moment, the moment he fell, he saw the miserable white figure in front of Zhang Chao's body, as if he understood something, and then let out an unwilling and poignant roar.

"I'm not reconciled!"

"That's right, you should not be reconciled. Zhang Chao had a smile on his face, but his forehead was already dripping with cold sweat, and on top of his claws, a white skeletal dragon was being held in his hand, one step ahead of him against the ghost head gate.

And the sheep spirit's bow and arrow were nailed to its head, and the thick aura of death on it was terrifying, and he had no doubt that even if he really reached the legend, he would be killed by one of his arrows.

"Tiny dragon, I hope this is the last time, the soul that has been chewed is really hard to eat. While agitating his cheeks, the sheep jumped in front of Zhang Chao and stretched out his hooves to touch Zhang Chao's shoulder.

Zhang Chao was stunned, a chill froze him directly in place along its hooves, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, in front of such a powerful god, even a legend was as weak as an ant.

Zhang Chao nodded hurriedly, there was definitely no next time, if it wasn't a last resort, he didn't want to deal with an existence of this level.

In a daze, he heard the crisp and pleasant voice of the sheep, and its figure had already returned to the clouds again: "We should go, this time you owe me a big meal, and next time you will sacrifice your sweet life to me and the wolf." ”

The wolf crouched on top of the Black Storm and threatened, "Otherwise, we will eat you!