"Who?" In the dark and cold dark castle, a lich whose head was wrapped in purple soul fire looked up, and he felt that the soul brand he had planted was forcibly erased by an existence that was no weaker than him, "Who dares to touch the brand left by my Yoram?"

With the anger of the great lich, outside the dark castle where he lived, the roars of many undead monsters sounded, and the terrifying storm of resentful spirits spread around the castle where it lived, and the undead in the nearby gathering place trembled in this storm, and some weak skeletons, their soul flames were even directly blown out.

But when the Great Lich vented his anger, he closed his eyes and pondered, "Being able to erase my brand, at least it is also a legend, for the sake of a soul level, there is no need to be hostile to it, so be it!"

......

"It's easy to erase, and it looks like it's bluffing, it's much easier than I thought. "In the soul space of the dragon lich, Muria used his huge spiritual power to erase the spiritual imprint left by the Death Acolyte, and then planted his own brand.

It was a brand that constantly shifts between dragons and titans, emitting a golden light that illuminates this spiritual space full of dead silence.

"Master!" The dragon lich who witnessed Muria use his strong tactics to erase the spiritual imprint of his previous master became much more honest.

"Give me your lifebox. "Muria asks the dragon lich directly for the most fundamental thing of a lich.

"This ......" The dragon lich's soul fire swayed violently with rage and pervasiveness, and even his former master did not ask him for the lich's lifebox, which was too much for the lich.

"If you don't give it, then die!" Seeing the hesitation of the dragon lich, Muria's eyes showed indifference, in the underground, although the lich is difficult to find, but it really costs time and wastes time, it can still be found, just a soul-level lich, and it is not an irreplaceable existence, and he dares to pose in front of him.

"I didn't say no, the master spares his life!" Seeing the indifference and murderous intent in Muria's eyes, the dragon lich was immediately so frightened that he sacrificed his life box, and it had no choice if it wanted to live.

"Pack up your things and go inside. When the dragon was about to honestly hand over his lifebox to him, Muria opened his half-dimensional entrance.

"Next. "When the dragon lich honestly walked into the half-plane with the high-level undead who had survived Muria's sudden and brutal attack, Muria tore open the spatial rift according to the coordinates in the intelligence and walked in......

"The second one, is this aimed at me?" In the dark castle, after feeling that another soul-level lich was out of control, the great lich Yoram began to consider whether to make a move.

The third soul brand shattered and vanished.

"Bastard, who the hell is it? Repeatedly provoking my majesty, I really don't dare to do it, do I?" Yoram, who had already tried to calm the anger in his heart, and seeing the strength of his opponent, decided to swallow his anger.

When he felt that the soul-level lich under his control had lost their senses one after another, he was completely angry, and at the same time, there was a trace of irrepressible fear, this was not taking him seriously at all, this was aimed at him.

"I'm going to see who has the strength to do something to me. It really pushed me to give up my freedom. Yoram pulled out a purple-black invitation from his black robe, and his soul swayed violently in his head......

"I can't help it. "When Muria erased the imprint in the soul space of the sixth soul-level lich according to the information, there was a look of anticipation on his face, these six soul-level lichs all belonged to the same group, and the supreme leader was the legendary lich Yoram with the title of Shadow of Death.

"It was the living who shot at me, don't you understand who the real master of this continent is?"

In the underground cavity where the undead building in the central area was completely destroyed by Muria, a black eyeball with a diameter of three meters appeared, looking down, when he noticed the legendary aura exuded by Muria, Michaella, and Ilvestre, he was slightly startled, but after feeling the strong blood contained in their bodies, he immediately became excited.

Spatial cracks spread out in all directions centered on this big-eyed bead, "This is the realm of the dead, the forbidden land of the living, no matter how strong you are, you must hide it honestly, after being exposed, death is your only fate." ”

Huge amounts of dead qi erupted from the spatial cracks, and then a series of necromantic dragons or muscular corpse dragons of black mist flew out of them, and behind them was a boundless tide of necromancy.

"Undead Dragon, it's good!" Seeing the undead who represented the highest masterpiece of necromancy appear, Muria's eyes were cold, and he knew that this was a helpless thing.

The growth ceiling of the dragon clan is indeed very high, but the growth cycle is directly proportional to it, it is also long, and not necessarily one of the hundred dragons can survive to the ancient dragon stage, and most of the dragons will fall due to various accidents in the process.

For mortals, dragons are objects to be feared, for powerful beings, dragons are the best source of materials, dragons live in a wide range, whether it is the sky, the earth, the ocean, the desert, or even the heavens, the abyss, wherever the dragon can be found.

"Shall I make the shot, or will you do it?" asked Muria, looking back.

"I'm coming!" said Micaliala.

"The strength of this lich is not low, it is the city of the fifth order of legends, Ilvestre, you come to press Micah. ”

"Hmm!" Ilvester felt unhappy for a while when he heard Muria's assignment, but he couldn't refuse, "Then what are you doing?"

"His army of the undead, I'll take care of it. Muria's eyes showed murderous intent, and in his hand, a staff that bloomed with this three-colored aura appeared, and with the appearance of this magic circle, the elements visible to the naked eye converged.

In Muria's surprised eyes, the elemental cloud surrounding this staff actually appeared some elemental spirits with small wings, which were only born in a high-concentration elemental environment. It's not that they're obviously unconscious, they're just following their instincts and dancing around the end circle.

"Hmm," Michaelella nodded at Muria's request, and then ten flaming crimson wings spread out behind her back, one ornate armor part after another covering his perfect frame.

"Blazing Godborn!" a panicked soul fluctuation emanated from the spatial rift, "How could it be? Why are you targeting me? I didn't do anything, there are so many lichs in Obisto, why did you find me?"

In Muria's spiritual sense, when this big eyeball appeared, one after another ill-intentioned spiritual power spread. But when Micaliala revealed her true body, all these spiritual powers disappeared like snakes and scorpions.

"How easy is it to run!" Michaliella, who had just revealed all her forms, turned into a rainbow of fire and rushed into the spatial crack above the cavity, and Ilvester hurriedly rushed in.

And Muria also held the staff of the end, slammed it to the ground, and then a temporary teleportation array of the Trench Union Sinapus Barracks appeared, and the space was torn like a large area of paper, and then a ray of sunlight poured in from this torn space, and with the sun, one after another strong and burly giants, under the light of the sun, came to Muria's side.

Above the tearing spatial rift, one after another waved their wings rushed out, without the need for Muria to give an order, these new generation of five-colored voids who had experienced the education of the Sinapus dragon clan saw those undead dragons above their heads, and rushed forward without saying a word, and none of the dragons were indifferent after seeing the corpses of their own kind being desecrated.

"Lord Obisto, I really didn't know there was such a thing!" Muriyah had a playful smile on his face, and he looked around as the remains of the undead rained down from the sky, and the bravest of the five-colored dragons had already carried the tide of necromancy into the spatial rift.

"Your Highness!"

A large ancient green dragon flew out of the space behind Muria, and after prostrating at his feet, the boy-like Muria landed lightly between the dragon's horns, then grabbed the staff and swung forward.

"Let's go, go in and ask, who is the master of Obisto, by the way, does he know who the master of this world is!"

PS: The girl who checked my typos before,Recently, I found a partner on a blind date.,Now don't help me find a typo (╥_╥)...... So please help you pay attention to it. (This passage does not charge the starting coin)