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As soon as Bright plunged into the river, a huge shadow fell on the shore where Bright had just been, and this shadow naturally fell into the air. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bright was swept out of the 100-meter distance in the rushing river before he could control his body and float, looking back at the source of the danger. Bright's sight frightened him for a while, and he saw a large crouch where Bright jumped into the river, turning its head to look in the downstream direction where Bright was. The flame-like red light that danced in the eye sockets revealed the vigorous negative energy in its body.

The shadow body that instantly enveloped Darko just now was this huge one, counting the tail, its body length reached more than 100 meters, and the wingspan of the huge bone wings also reached 100 meters. The bones on its body have become very hard after years of accumulation, and they also exude a little metallic luster, unlike the gray-white bones of other skeletons, and the bones on its wings are like sharp swords, flashing with sharp brilliance.

Bright's instincts for danger seem to be extraordinarily sensitive, not his abilities, but he can always sense danger before it comes. However, he gradually discovered that this intuition was not omnipotent, and that the stronger the opponent's strength, the later the warning given by his intuition would be. Just now, Bright was suddenly enveloped by an extraordinarily strong sense of crisis, and after finding that he was covered by shadows, he didn't have time to think about the next moment before he threw himself into the river, and now it seems that his decision was correct.

It's just that the soil that has just been fished up has not had time to be collected, and it has fallen on the ground on the shore. Bright had no intention of rushing back to pack the soil, and neither did Darko. Such a saint-level demonic beast was a saint-level demonic beast in life, and after death, it had no physical body and the ability to release dragon magic, and its strength should have declined. But this is that the bones of the whole body are as solid as iron, and the real strength is probably not lower than in the previous life. Another thing that it seems to have inherited from its previous life is to collect sparkling items. Dragons are interested in the sparkle of gold and silver jewelry, so most of the dragon's caves are coveted for their wealth, which is the main reason why many people are willing to venture into the dragon's habitat.

Due to the special environment of the Hell of the Dead, there are no abundant resources like the positive energy plane, and magical materials such as magic crystals and rare metals are even rarer. Although this one has inherited the habit of collecting treasures, it will certainly not find any treasure in hell to decorate its dwelling. This time, however, it was a windfall, as it flew through the air, Bright's bones glowed with a metallic sheen, and the faint light attracted its attention, so it swooped down desperately.

Looking at the fishing nets squatting there from afar, trampling the fishing nets under his feet, Darko muttered to himself, "This time I'm with Ben." ”

"It's good to be able to save your life, this one's strength is probably no worse than that of the Lich King, and it must also be a great lord, we are not its opponent. Bright drifted with the flow of the river, but he still kept his eyes on it, not daring to let up a little.

"This ......" Darko looked at that one speechlessly, with mixed feelings in his heart, "If any necromancer can refine such a big guy, wouldn't it be invincible?"

Necromancers in the history of the Ametsia plane are not rare, but those that can be refined only exist in legends, because of the rarity of their materials. If you are lucky enough, you may be able to unearth a few dragon bones in the ancient battlefield, but the dragon soul cannot be refined by artificial methods at all, because the dragon soul requires great soul strength. Only a sufficiently powerful soul can drive a huge body, and in addition to the giant dragon, there is no other demonic beast in the plane that has the same powerful soul, even the souls of other ninth-order demonic beasts have a certain gap with the dragon soul.

Bright's expression suddenly became very serious, "Now is not the time to think about those issues, but whether it wants to let us go!"

Darko also looked in the direction he was taking, but was startled, and the huge eye sockets that radiated red light were also staring at him squarely, as if they were curiously looking at the food, and seemed to be attracted by the material of his body.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his neck high and let out a long and distant howl, and Bright was in a trance when he heard this whistle. In his senses, it was the existence at the top of the food chain, and he was powerless to resist it, just seeing it gave birth to the idea of giving up resistance.

Long Wei!

Bright only came to protect Darko's soul at this moment, and then he was directly shocked by this powerful power, and was stunned on the spot, Dacko found that something was wrong and immediately took over the control of his body. The effects of Long Wei are basically on Bright's soul that controls his body, and Darko is hidden in Bright's protection and is not affected. At this moment, Darko saw a large number of skeletons kneeling on the banks of the surrounding river, these skeletons were all holding weapons, and some were wearing simple armor, obviously having stronger combat power than the ordinary skeletons scattered in the Eternals wasteland. And among those skeletons, there was an even more huge bone demon, this bone demon was three meters high, and the bones of its whole body were crimson in color, like flowing flames. At this time, the bone demon was also kneeling on the ground in the direction it was facing, and his whole body was still trembling. The more intelligent undead creatures perceive the power of their superiors, the deeper the fear in their hearts.

It was only then that Darko realized that the turbulent river had washed itself into the territory of the Bone Demon downstream in a short period of time, so an idea took shape in Darko's mind, and he hurriedly controlled his body and dived into the water. It looks like it's interested in him, which is obviously not a good thing for Darko, and God knows if it will tear his bones back for collection.

Daktronics dives below the surface and then swims as fast as he can. Obviously, he didn't expect that a small humanoid skeleton would be able to ignore its dragon might, and he was stunned for a moment before reacting. The pair of huge bone wings suddenly flapped, and its huge body moved at any speed, instantly crossing the heads of the skeletons in the Bone Demon Territory, and the huge wind pressure blew them all over the place, and even the Bone Demon was not spared.

Plopping into the gray-black river, he stretched out his huge dragon claws and grabbed at Darko accurately. Darko didn't expect to be able to accurately spot his position underwater, so he hurriedly dodged, but only dodged one dragon claw, and then was tightly grasped by the other claw, and then he was lifted out of the water, and got higher and higher.

Darko was caught, his mind was already in chaos, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he instinctively sent out multiple fireball spells in an instant, and then took out a large handful of scrolls from his backpack at once, and tore them directly without looking. With a bang, different magic spells were released together in a small area, triggering the agitation of the elements, and all kinds of different magic spells erupted directly without the guidance of spiritual power, and the dazzling magic light suddenly became violently agitated, and exploded in the air. Obviously he didn't expect Darko to fight back, in this sudden attack, the dragon's claws subconsciously loosened, and Darko had been blasted back into the river by the shock wave of magic, and then immediately carried away by the turbulent current.

This time, more than a dozen spells were released at the same time, producing a violent impact and not taking any damage, but Darko reaped the consequences. He only felt that the bones in his whole body were about to crack in pain, as if they would shatter immediately if he moved.

"Physically and mentally, don't move, hide below the surface of the river, so that it won't find us. Bright's mental turmoil came, he had recovered from the dragon power just now.

Darko was in great pain at this time, and it was difficult to move, so he followed Bright's instructions to restrain his mental strength and relax his body and go with the flow. Dakko floated in the deep water, and he could faintly hear the roar of anger, and the sound of hitting the water from time to time, was venting angrily towards the gray water. Fortunately, the color of the river was gray and black, and he couldn't see the situation below, so he was not discovered. So he was able to fish in troubled waters and escape quietly.

The river was so fast that it had been carrying Dakko downstream, and he was a little worried that he would drift to a dangerous place. But he thought that there was an even more terrifying one above his head, so he could only force himself to settle down and let the river float down with him.

Darko found that the recovery speed of mana in this river was extremely fast, and most of the mana he had consumed because of the Instant Fireball Technique had been replenished just now, but he didn't even deliberately meditate!

Flying high in the air, he let out a roar of rage, and from time to time frightened the unlucky low-level undead creatures below to the ground, and some even directly shattered their souls. Even if he is dead, even if he is reduced to the undead hell, he still retains the pride of being a dragon, and in its opinion, the entire undead hell plane can only be compared to the rest of the great lords. However, as the most noble dragon at the top of the food chain, it was a great shame that a small humanoid skeleton was attacked. The magic in those scrolls was only level four, and it didn't do substantial damage to the body, but it did hit its majesty, and all it wanted to do now was find the humble skeleton, tear it down, and blow its soul away with a breath of dragon's breath.

In this way, according to the speed of the river, it flew in the air at the same speed for a long, long time, and the time that flowed in its perception seemed to be more than ten days in the plane before its death. But the undead don't feel tired, and if they want, they can fly to the surface until the day they are destroyed.

The wide river stretched over the vast wilderness, and knowing that the little skeleton must not dare to move in order to avoid its perception, it could only be swept down by the current, and from this point of view, the skeleton still had a certain amount of wisdom. The rivers of the wilderness branched off, each tributary getting smaller and smaller, and finally became a thick dead breath scattered across the plane.

Even this kind of high-level undead creature comparable to a saint-level powerhouse, in this thick death breath, the range of perception would not be too wide. The farther apart it is, the more blurred its perception becomes, and even if it can detect a figure in the distance, it may not be able to tell whether it is a zombie or a skeleton. What's more, this place is close to the edge of the hell of the undead, and there are endless low-level undead creatures, and it is not easy to distinguish the skeleton.

The mood was both irritability and anger, it suddenly opened its huge mouth, and spit out a stream of dragon breath as if venting, covering a large area where the dead breath gathered, and the large piece of dead breath in that direction instantly boiled, and instantly dissipated dry and quiet in the burning of the dragon breath, mixed with the screams of countless low-level undead creatures soul shattering.

Before he could give up, several large mouths of dragon breath spewed out, plowing out pieces of open space on the plot full of dead breath. However, as far as the eye can see, the entire piece of dead breath at the edge of the plane is boundless, and the few open spaces spit out by the dragon's breath add up to only a trivial point, and there is also an endless river of water that is constantly replenished, and in just a few moments, those few blanks have already floated a thin layer of dead breath.

And this approach is like catching a fish in the mud, and if you want to kill Darko, you can only rely on luck. Let out a roar mixed with anger and hatred, and finally reluctantly turn around and return upstream.