Yang Tian is a Holy King Necromancer who can choose to summon a Holy King undead.

Now, on this basis, he can also summon five bone dragons, and his strength has been greatly enhanced.

"Brother Shui!" When the Yang Tian Teng Snake finished cleaning the loot, Nan Batian brought people over and greeted him warmly.

"Huh? You haven't left yet? The fantasy world is not something you can gallop on. Yang Tian frowned. As strong as him, he naturally won't take Nan Batian and the others in his eyes.

Hearing this, Niu Meng, stammering and others were suddenly a little embarrassed.

Yang Tian said it very tactfully, but their self-esteem was still a little hurt, and they couldn't help but blame Nan Batian a little, why did this kid want us to come here to find abuse?

"That's the case, Brother Shui, we all admire you very much, can you give us a chance to join the Water Alliance." Nan Batian laughed. Niu Meng, stammering and the others suddenly looked at him in shock, only to feel that this thing was really thick-skinned.

"That's right." Yang Tian nodded slightly.

During the time he went to the insect star, the Water Alliance was jointly blasted and suffered heavy losses. The vast majority of people in the Water Alliance have already withdrawn, and now they really need to replenish some fresh blood.

Although the strength of Nan Batian and the others cannot be compared with him, in the Chinese war zone, they can rise to level 180 and be able to come to this fantasy world, which can be regarded as a high-end player level.

"It can be, but I can't operate it in the dungeon, so when you go out, contact the blue cat and say that I recommend it." Yang Tian left such a sentence, and then left with Teng Snake Gu Zi.

"Damn, you're so thick-skinned." With the opportunity to enter the Water Alliance, Niu Meng, Stuttering and the others were overjoyed in their hearts, and they still couldn't help but despise Nan Batian.

"Wait, Mingren doesn't say dark words, why am I thick-skinned?" Nan Batian asked.

"People say that the fantasy world is not something we can gallop on...... You're embarrassed to ask to join the Water Alliance......"

"It was meant to be! Paralyzed, do you gallop one now and show me? Nan Batian scolded.

"Brother Shui, that's a euphemism...... He was embarrassed to say that we were garbage...... Don't you have a few counts in mind? ”

"Euphemist, sister, you are already garbage, you have to recognize yourself, otherwise how can you become a strong person like Brother Shui?" Nan Batian hated that iron could not become steel.

"......" Niu Meng, stammering and the others were speechless, and lowered their heads in shame.

"Of course, you are all rubbish, I'm not, and now Lao Tzu is also the Spirit King!"

"Nima!"

“……”

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According to the coordinates of the red dot on the instrument, Yang Tian continued to walk towards the gloomy graveyard, and the more he walked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

As he progressed, he gradually came to the depths of the gloomy graveyard.

And the experience of his previous life told him that there was a Lich King in the depths of the gloomy graveyard, and the Lich King was a powerful race, and the weakest trainee Lich was a lord, and the Lich King was a divine beast.

The Lich is the king of darkness, and can control all dark creatures and undead within a certain range of his realm.

And the Lich King is even more in the dark, the king of kings, as long as it is within its command, except for the dark beasts, it can control everything.

And the revenant, to some extent, is also a type of undead.

"Could it be that Xuanyuan has been controlled by the Lich King?" Yang Tian's heart suddenly passed through such a thought.

Now he is extremely strong, and in the realm of the Holy King, he is almost invincible all over the world.

He really wanted to find a divine beast to practice his hands and see if he could knock the divine beast down.

But the Lich King is different.

If Yang Tian summons an army of the undead, including the five bone dragons, he will be instantly controlled by the Lich King, and then counterattacked by the army of the undead......

Therefore, if you raise the sky to fight the Lich King, you can't rely on the army of the undead, you can only rely on your own strength.

In this way, Yang Tian's heart was quite drumming......

However, the red dot on the instrument showed that Xuanyuan Taki'er's ghost was ahead, and he definitely still had to go over to take a look, but if he couldn't do it, he would instantly kill Xuanyuan Taki'er and then escape.

"Huhu~~~"

The deeper you go, the darker the environment becomes, and sometimes gusts of yin wind blow, and there are countless dark clouds rolling like evil dragons above the sky, and they are like countless yin spirits entangled and wrestling together, which looks extremely eerie and terrifying.

Yang Tian is too familiar with such an environment.

It is the scene caused by the necromancer's skill [Darkness Falls].

Of course, as a necromancer, Yang Tian is immune to the negative state brought about by this [Darkness Coming]. In other words, his dark resistance will not decrease in the slightest while darkness falls, which gives him a little more confidence, because he is likely to face the terrifying Lich King next. If the dark resistance is still reduced, then there is no need to play.

"Master, the environment here makes me very uncomfortable." Teng Snake said helplessly.

"Well, you come back and rest." With a wave of his hand, Yang Tian directly took the Teng Snake back to the pet pen, and the current Teng Snake was too weak to provide him with any help at all except for automatic pick-up.

Later, out of prudence, Yang Tian once again transformed into a Nether Assassin, using stealth to enter a state of invisibility.

It is worth mentioning that maintaining the undead transformation will cost 100 MP per second.

However, Yangtian's current MP is as high as 22.6 million, and the Saint King's talent regenerates 9% of his HP per second when he is not in combat, and the Heart of the Divine Tree talent recovers 10% per second......

His blue amount is too much to use up, so as long as he wants, he can completely switch undead transformations and maintain it permanently.

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The body was hidden in the shadows, and without the worry of the task, Yang Tian's pace naturally sped up a lot.

A few minutes later, he discovered an unusually large tomb.

The tomb was originally a splendid palace, perhaps a place where the royal family of a certain country was buried, but after years of polishing, the palace had lost its former color, and it was tattered, and it was covered with black stains everywhere.

In particular, the top of the palace is crawling with man-eating grass, giving people a scene of hell on earth.

In front of the gate of the palace, there are two Skeleton Spirit Kings with left and right handles, and in the open space in front of them are black slimes piled up all over the ground.

The size of a slime basketball, with a round body, but with a very vicious appearance, one mouth has fangs exposed, giving people a bloodthirsty feeling.

This is not an ordinary slime, but a zombie slime, a level 190 royal beast.

Such a terrifying map, if Nan Batian and the others came over, I am afraid that they would turn into corpses in an instant. Yang Tian was sure to sweep, but he didn't want to make too much noise, so he didn't even accept the two Skeleton Spirit Kings, so he sneaked into the palace.

Walking through the long corridors, Yang Tian came to the central square.

The palace is extremely large and intricate.

On the huge square, there are three undead legions guarding three directions, namely the Black Knight Legion, the Headless Horseman Legion and the Skeleton General Legion, all of which are level 190 imperial beasts.

Among them, the head level is still the Spirit King.

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(End of chapter)