Every undead who knelt on the ground heard the sound of nothingness, and they appeared in the system interface, and they could clearly see their full attributes, and they could see the full attributes of the trialists. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info they have gained a skill, it should be said that each skeleton has gained a skill - fraud: the deceased can be transformed into their original appearance for ten minutes, with a cooldown of one day.

The skeletons kneeling on the ground were given an enhanced version of this skill, and not only a little bit. Fraud in dreams: If you want to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself. The deceased can transform into their former form, and the transformation time is ten hours a day.

After gaining this skill, Sinichi continued to bow down to the sky until the giant blue eye regained its usual indifference. She stood up, looking at her full attributes, looking at the coveted skill in the skill slot, she immediately activated that skill, and the skeletons who were also kneeling also activated their skills, the enhanced version of the skills.

The smoke cleared, the altar was destroyed beyond recognition, and out of the smoke, a group of living people came neatly, these were the dead who had become what they were when they were alive. Sin was also in front of everyone before her life, she was tall, with ice-blue hair, her blue pupils staring indifferently at the creatures floating in the sky, and she showed a meaningful smile, she would definitely stand in the middle of them.

Looking at Sin One, some of the powerhouses in the Ninth Heavy City who were watching this scene stood up in shock, they were originally sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai with their chests in their chests, and suddenly they suddenly knocked over the tea in front of them in a panic. "She, it turns out she's dead! No wonder! ”

"Princess Chaolan, it turns out that she is dead, no wonder, no wonder!"

"I didn't expect her to be here, Princess Yuntian, who carries the luck of the world, but I didn't expect her to die in the battle, that is, they are all dead!"

"Princess Chaolan is dead, and the princess of Yuntian who shines through thousands of eras is all dying in the battle!"

Sinichi smiled at the juniors in the sky, and she raised her arm, just like she did when she commanded the creatures in the sky to conquer the sea of stars: "I'm back, you can still follow me forward!" ”

Many of the powerhouses in the ninth city also landed, they drove away any creatures in the lowest place, bent down, and saluted respectfully: "Princess, we will fight with you in the starry sky, and we will follow you to complete your unfinished destiny!" ”

The siege, seeing their allegiance, any strong person in the ninth city, the eighth city, started the siege. If the undead were to be taken refuge in, wouldn't they be invincible. As far as we know, there are only about a million undead now, just a drop in the ocean of undead in the underworld.

The two sides fought in the dark, and the huge image covered the entire Origin City. If it weren't for the protection of mortals by the system, mortals would have been turned many times, because of their war, all the inhabitants of the eighth city to the first city were cleared out of the struggle, and they suffered unjustified disasters.

Le Wuwu hid in the cellar, and his teammates fell asleep next to him in a daze. He sat cross-legged, adjusting his breathing, holding a book in his hand, the third. He was immersed in the contents of the book, and he didn't feel the slightest thing, and the images of frost, fire, starry sky, rocks, weak water, and the sky appeared on his body, all of which were caused by the battle of the strong men outside.

Without the protection of the system, just like those residents who are struggling to live in the first to eighth cities, in just ten seconds, they will quit the struggle. Two seconds to die, they could only watch their bodies continue to be shattered, burned, frozen, purified, and they watched in despair as the two groups of powerhouses in the sky fought.

Perhaps, they were once at the top of their own world, once looked down on weak mortals, and at this moment, how they wished they were mortals too.

When they thought about the world they were in, if one day, two of the strongest beings across the universe started fighting, what would happen to them, the weak cultivators, it was a kind of despair that they couldn't even resist.

When one day, when a weapon capable of destroying humanity falls to the ground, the sky is filled with smoke and dust, and the debris of the building roars towards you, at this moment, we may even pray for a luxury.

The gods fight, and the ants suffer. With the exception of "humans", the ants were emptied. The nine cities below turned into ghost towns in an instant. Not a single living creature survived.

"Are you trying to destroy the whole struggle?" The other neutral powerhouses tried to protect their juniors, but they failed. Under the battle of nearly a hundred powerhouses of the same level, the terrifying aftermath was enough to tear down all obstacles. They questioned the powerful men who were still at war. "We can sit down and talk."

"Chaolan, let them sit down and talk!" Sin Eleven walked up to Princess Chaolan and said to her, "Are you still clinging to your fate now?" ”

They stopped, sat at a table, and talked. For the first time, they were terrified of the endless death, because they all carried the memories of their lives, and they asked themselves, if one day, their predecessors stood on the ground, calling for their coming, they believed that they would not hesitate to fall, stand behind their predecessors, and fight for his recovery without regrets.

In the long development, their insistence on loyalty and filial piety has become deeper and deeper. No matter how evil and strong the person is, he will not kill the master who once taught them earnestly, it doesn't matter whether it is good or evil, good or evil.

The strong men who sat down turned to look at the empty city. In the City of Initiation, the undead are trained to roam a corner against the city walls. They took over the place, making it their home base, welcoming more and more of their own people.

Elsewhere in the city, streets ravaged by the undead come alive again. More and more creatures came out and crawled out of the cellar of their houses, and asked each other hypocritically, wishing that the other side would not die in this great calamity.

The house occupied by the dead mortals had no key because it had lost its owner, and any mortal could enter and leave freely until it was occupied by a second owner. They laid out the items they had exchanged in the system store and placed them in front of their homes, the dazzling array of goods glittering, and they sat happily behind the stalls, waiting for the arrival of the creatures who had escaped the mortal level.

After each struggle, their business suddenly became much better. In the struggle, they will lose a lot of equipment and need a lot of potions, pills, and these things can only be exchanged in the system store.

Every living being is a shrewd businessman, and it should be said that every living being takes his own interests very seriously. In order to survive, of course, they joined one powerful race after another, became their subordinates, and paid the protection fee on time every day, and this protection fee was quite a lot. When they watched their "hard-earned" cuties handed over to those fierce bullies and bullies to maintain order, their hearts were dripping blood. All those who resisted left the City of Initiation.

There are constantly merchants cheering: "The evil demons are finally dead, and none of them are left." The undead are really good! Solved this big problem for us. Constantly some merchants happily said to their "friends" beside them.

Merchants are greeting each other, hoping that their goods will be sold for a large price. Although until now, the gold coins that have allowed them to live without food and clothing for the next year can be carried out, but who would have too many lovely gold coins, golden gold coins? Nearly half of the creatures have never even seen what the gold coins look like!

After an hour, they were a little unable to sit still, and none of the creatures in the high cities came to sweep their goods. As usual, no matter how many goods they throw, they will always be swept away in an instant, because at that time, it was a seller's market, and one city was used to supply the daily life of the residents of nine cities, and at that time, everything could be sold.

Now, the eight cities above are all empty and empty. They have a huge backlog of goods in their hands, and they can't sell them. They suddenly became distorted and angry, and then cried out: "O my golden cutie! My golden cutie! Now, they don't come to buy it, next time, I'm going to set the price to a very high point, a piece of clothing is a gold coin, and I'm going to let them know that without us, they won't be able to move an inch! ”

Of course, at this time, there were also discerning people, who estimated their gold coins, thinking that the food exchanged for these gold coins would be enough for them to last for a year, and they began to sell the only goods in their hands: "Sell the lanterns, sell the lanterns, 10,000 lanterns a gold coin!" 10,000 lanterns for a gold coin! No counteroffer, no counteroffer. "The goods in their hands were quickly bought by their peers.

The merchant who got the gold coin laughed at the short-sightedness of his peers, and his life was gone, what use was the gold coin; The merchants who got the goods laughed at the stupidity of their peers, and in a few more days, they would surely earn an earth-shattering price for these goods, and they would surely regret their actions today.

On the surface, it seems to be a harmonious trade fair, but in fact, both sides are laughing at each other's ignorance.

In the heavenly city, in the empty streets, one after another resurrected beings appeared, and it was a new group of people who joined in, and after their deaths, appeared directly on the streets of the heavenly city. They regained the energy in their bodies, smiling at the surrounding scene, the silent streets, the towering dwellings, the dreamlike surroundings, and the disturbing and mortal city of the beginning below.

The undead have negotiated with the creatures, and the undead occupy a small corner of the City of Origin, and they just want to find a corner and survive quietly. This is the words of Princess Chaolan, as for the authenticity, who would believe it, if it weren't for the large group of powerhouses who are also in the ninth city next to them watching with fierce eyes, who would sign this kind of treaty that is completely a tiger for trouble.

In this battle, the legion that they once relied on to maintain order in the city of origin was completely destroyed, because that legion chose the juniors who had died three times, and they could be directly moved to the place of the incident, and could deal with mortal conquests. Now, the legions created by this and all the resources are gone in an instant. It's false to say it's not distressing.

It's just that in the next period of time, the lives of the strongest will become very "exciting", very "interesting", so funny that they will all start laughing.

Le Wuwu sat in the cellar and watched his teammates gradually come to their senses. Several people sat cross-legged, enduring the hunger in their stomachs, enduring the strange smell of the cellar, and each one did not say a word. Looking at the books in his hand with relish, he wanted to keep this knowledge in his heart and immerse himself in it.

Mu Meng propped his head, and his veins looked at Le Wuwu. Xiang Yang leaned on Ba Xuan's body, looking at the ceiling, thinking about what he had seen and heard these days. Ba Xuan snored, but his gloomy but shining eyes opened and closed. Zhang Luolin looked at Le Wuwu, just like an elder looking at his favorite junior, he appreciated Le Wuwu's kindness, and he did not impose his will on Le Wuwu.

Xiang Yang came back to his senses from his thoughts, and he asked, "Le Wuwu, when the Tianluo clan that controls knowledge gradually comes to your opposite, do you feel or regret it?" ”

Le Wuwu closed his book and said calmly: "No, perhaps, I thought at that time that if there was not the slightest spiritual unity, they would gradually move away from me, and even go to the opposite side of me. ”

"How do you know?"

"I've been through it before! It's like, it's like! Le Wuwu raised his head and said with a little sadness, "We have many choices, we always think that we have made a perfect choice, but we don't know, whether our choice is to go to hell or to heaven, no one can know, anyway, now, this choice is not bad, right?" He imitated the thinking of the people of the Tianluo tribe and narrated.

"How can you know so many things as a little child?" Zhang Luolin asked this question a little jokingly. At their age, Joy is likely to be a child.

"Because I have been looking at everything around me with gratitude, looking at everything that fate has given me, seeing more, thinking more, talking less, complaining less, I have been very lucky, and I have been lucky to live peacefully."

"What if you're suddenly in a bad mood and hit the extreme, or if you suddenly have a whim?" Ba Xuan asked.

Le Wuwu put the book behind his head, looked at the cellar like a refuge, and said easily, "Game!" Since you can't find happiness in life, why don't you play games? Since you can't find your own fun in the game, why not go and change the game? It's not that you don't have a game that works for you, it's that you can't find a game that works for you. ”

"How do you have so many games?"

"I don't know, maybe the game is just developing to its glory!"