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The giant carrion dragon looked at the army of necromancy surging towards his territory, anger appeared in his eyes, and a long howl came out of his mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The necromantic creatures on the mountain peak suddenly stirred and headed towards the legion below.

Standing at the forefront were three tall blue-black zombies, three or four feet tall, covered in bronze scale armor.

His face was iron-blue, as if it were made of steel, his eyes were blood-red, and his lips protruded from four long canine teeth, which looked extremely hideous.

The aura emitted by each zombie is not under the martial night, and it is much stronger than the crystal skeleton.

The eyes of the three-headed zombie flashed, and they let out a silent roar towards the Yanluo Necromantic Legion at the bottom of the mountain, causing a commotion and unease below.

Yan Luo snorted coldly, and a pair of silver light wings appeared behind him, and his body suddenly turned into a silver phantom, flying out forward.

Seeing this, the carrion dragon soared into the air and pounced towards Yanluo.

However, the silver phantom that Yan Luo had transformed suddenly increased in speed, and in the blink of an eye, it passed through the middle of the three-headed earth-level zombie.

A dazzling silver light flashed.

The body of the ground zombie in the center was cut in two from the chest, and the remnants of the body slammed and smashed to the ground.

Yan Luo's legion was immediately demoralized and faced the opposing necromantic legion.

The two huge legions collided violently, and the sound of sword clashing was everywhere, splashing countless brilliant lights and fluctuations.

Wu Ye held the pitch-black bone knife in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he took the lead and pounced on the ground zombie on the other side.

The whole person turned into a black shadow and flashed past the zombies of the high earth level.

"Snort"!

One arm of the tall and earth-level zombie fell in response!

On the other side, the shape of the crystal skeleton dagger appeared and disappeared from time to time, and everywhere it passed, many necromantic creatures were inexplicably pierced through their throats, or they were dismantled.

Although the number of necromantic legions of the rotting corpse dragon is large, there is one less ground level existence after all, and the first confrontation between the front troops of the two sides seems to be evenly matched at this moment.

In mid-air, Yan Luo was already fighting fiercely with the carrion dragon.

Yan Luo's figure flew in the sky with agility, and the silver spear in his hand bloomed with a light of more than ten zhang, and the shadow of the spear stabbed down towards the rotting corpse dragon like rain.

The carrion roared loudly, its body was too large, although its speed was not slow, but it was far worse than Yanluo, and at this moment it could only become the target of the spear shadow.

The shadows of the spears stabbed at the carrion dragon, leaving huge wounds, large scales falling from the air, and yellow liquid oozing from the wounds.

The rotting corpse dragon let out an angry roar from its mouth, the black light on its body rolled, and three black tornadoes appeared around it, and the surrounding air currents suddenly surged and rolled.

Yan Luo's body was affected by the three black tornadoes, like a fallen leaf in the wind, and his speed suddenly slowed down, and he couldn't easily approach and attack the carrion dragon.

The carrion dragon breathed a sigh of relief, roared wildly, and spewed out a black pillar of wind from its mouth, turning into a black wind dragon in a flash, and rushed towards Yanluo with its teeth and claws.

Yan Luo faced the black wind dragon, his eyes flashed silver, and his body stopped.

She raised the silver spear in her hand, and a white flame immediately appeared on it, blazing.

Around the white flames, the void trembled, as if it was about to be burned.

Yan Luo let out a clear whistle from his mouth and waved his hand to throw the silver spear in his hand.

The silver spear turned into a piercing ray of light and flickered through the air.

Lightning-fast is not enough to describe the speed of the silver spear, and the whole world seems to light up just suddenly.

The silver light flashed through the black wind dragon, and the next moment, with endless might, it went straight into the head of the carrion dragon.

There was a large hole above the head of the carrion dragon, and the next moment, its head exploded, and countless flesh and yellow water splashed.

Several black pillars of wind around the carrion dragon dissipated, and the dragon's huge body fell from mid-air, smashing into the necromantic legion below, crushing hundreds of necromantic creatures.

Yan Luo slowly fell from mid-air, the silver light on his body dimmed, and his armor almost lost its luster.

The necromantic legion of the carrion dragon was stunned when they saw the dragon being killed.

Yan Luo took a deep breath, and his body once again glowed with a sky-high silver light, and a huge coercion spread.

The necromantic legions of the carrion dragon fell to the ground one after another, saluting respectfully towards Yanluo.

Only the ground-level zombie stared at Yan Luo with hostility, and let out a roar of rage from his mouth.

Yan Luo's gaze fell on the ground level zombie, and a terrifying coercion suddenly enveloped the zombie.

The ground level zombie was startled, and a huge force acted on it, and its body actually sank into the ground little by little, and the ground seemed to turn into sand in an instant.

The zombie roared and struggled violently, trying to resist, but the force pressing on it grew stronger, and soon most of its body sank to the ground.

The light in the eyes of the ground level zombies finally dimmed, and they lowered their heads towards Yanluo in obedience.

Yan Luo snorted, reined in the coercion on his body, and the light on his body dimmed again.

She took a deep breath and waved her hand to sacrifice the Falling Sendai.

A large black light emanated from the Falling Immortal Terrace, shining on the body of the carrion dragon.

The corpse of the carrion dragon immediately poured out a large gray mist, and countless crystal points of light faintly flickered in it, pouring into Yanluo's body.

The dim light on Yan Luo's body immediately recovered quickly.

A quarter of an hour later, the carrion dragon corpse had turned into a shriveled corpse, but the silver light on Yan Luo's body had all recovered.

As soon as she beckoned, a silver light flew out of the corpse of the carrion dragon, it was her silver spear, but the spear also looked dull at the moment, as if it had been damaged in the shocking blow just now.

The silver light in Yanluo's eyes flowed, and silver light poured into the silver spear from his hand, and the spear quickly recovered, and it returned to its original state in a few breaths.

Yan Luo's gaze looked into the distance, and after a moment she spread her wings behind her and flew there.

The two necromantic legions on the ground merged together to form a larger legion that followed Yanluo.

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A few days later, near a huge lake of the Underworld, two huge necromantic legions fought wildly, one of which was Yanluo's army.

The two necromantic legions numbered tens of thousands, and the roar of battle spread far away, and the earth seemed to tremble as a result, and the surface of the Stygian Lake rippled due to the strong fluctuations.

In mid-air, two blurred figures kept chasing, at the right time.

It's just that the speed of the two is too fast, everything around them becomes very blurred, and the sharp whistling and collision sound is endless.

Only the occasional pause could be seen, one of the two figures was wearing silver armor, it was Yanluo, and the other was shrouded in gray flames, and the figure could not be seen, but it was also vaguely humanoid.

The gray flames and silver glow bloomed and faded like fireworks.

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded, and a large translucent ripple appeared in midair.

A brilliant white light suddenly appeared, and the battle came to an abrupt end.

Two figures suddenly appeared in mid-air, and white flames appeared on the silver spear in Yan Luo's hand, and the body of the spear pierced the head of the gray figure.

The gray figure was also a skeleton, about the size of Yanluo, with metallic bones all over its body, and it held two large gray axes, but the blades were dented in several places.

The soul fire in the gray skull's eyes flickered twice, then dissipated, and the skeleton fell downward.

Yan Luo waved his hand and sacrificed to the Falling Sendai, and a black light appeared, and the gray skeleton was rolled up, and it was included in the Falling Sendai.

......

Half a month later, in the middle of a desert.

The army of the necromantic in Yanluo fights fiercely with another necro legion.

The number of opponents is less than that of Yanluo's legion, and there are as many as five or six ground level existences in Yanluo's legion, and the battle situation is almost one-sided.

Not far from the place where the two armies were fighting, the ground was full of sand and dust, and loud noises kept coming out.

In the dust, two figures could be faintly seen, one was a huge lizard, and the other was a silver-armored figure.

The fierce battle in the dust lasted for half an hour, and a huge figure suddenly flew out of the battle circle and slammed into the ground, but it was the huge lizard.

A large hole had been cut in its skull, and the soul fire was dim, almost extinguished.

Without waiting for the skeleton lizard to get up, a silver light **** came out, piercing through the wound on the top of the lizard's head, penetrating the lizard's soul fire.

The lizard soul fire suddenly dissipated, and the huge body did not move.

Yan Luo opened her mouth and inhaled, and the scattered soul fire poured into Yan Luo's mouth, and the silver light on her body was a little grander again.

Moments later, the battle on the other side was over.

Yan Luo led her army of fifty or sixty thousand necromancy, and walked into the distance.

Compared to the beginning, Yan Luo's army has greatly increased in number and strength, but she doesn't seem to be satisfied at all, and it seems that she intends to continue to attack other powerful necromancers in the necromantic interface to expand her army.

......

Fengqi City is a barbarian city located in the north of the Xihe Continent, located at the junction of the barbarian and demon forces, and the scale is quite large.

Because this city is close to the demon clan, there are often people from the demon clan who come here in a different way, and some treasures unique to the demon clan will appear in the city from time to time, attracting many barbarian people to come here, and it is quite popular.

At this moment, the sun is rising, and the city is crowded.

On a certain street, a man in a green robe and a hat on his head strolled here, seemingly wandering aimlessly.

On the shoulder of the young man stood a parrot with colorful feathers, and his eyes looked around with great agility, not afraid of life at all.

"Shishi, you were really ruthless that day, and you abandoned me under Ling Tianfeng. During this time, I was hiding in Tibet, and I was almost caught by those demon clans several times, and once, a yellow-haired eagle in the innate realm chased and killed me, if it weren't for my cleverness, you would never see me again......" Cai'er couldn't stop muttering, spitting bitterness to Shi Mu, recounting the tragic experience under Ling Tianfeng these days.

This person and a bird are naturally Shi Mu and Cai'er.

At this time, more than twenty days had passed since Shi Mu left the necromantic interface. (To be continued.) )