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Chapter 172: There are many strong people

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The tentacles of the spiritual destroyer gently "kissed" Asmol's leg, and with just the right amount of force, he sucked out a purple and blue blood mark on the old man's dry right leg, where can Asmore's old arms and legs withstand tossing, and he was awakened by a sharp pain, and his eyes were screamed before they opened.

"If you don't want to die, stop your undead creatures. Li Junshan's eyes turned, and he withdrew dozens of seriously injured aliens within his line of sight into his mental space.

Asmor's cloudy eyes opened, and before he could figure out where the sound was coming from, the terrifying aliens that filled his eyes suddenly stopped his screams.

The army of the undead stopped attacking, both in the air and on the ground, and all of them stopped moving in an instant. After the spirit stopped the movement of the undead army, Asmol didn't dare to move his body when the tentacles of the spirit destroyer kept swimming outside his body, and his pupils turned around a few times, and naturally he still couldn't see Li Junshan's hidden figure.

"What kind of place is this, and who are you?" Li Junshan asked him after making sure that Asmo was completely controlled by the alien and that there was no danger.

Asmo had thought that it was a strange powerhouse in the Dark Swamp attacking him, even if it was a lord or a rookie in an endless stream, after all, such things often happened in the Dark Swamp. Every few decades or centuries, there are always some rising stars who are not afraid of death to challenge various lords to prove themselves or gain power.

After hearing Li Junshan's youthful voice, the Necromancer God felt that his mind was filled with the swamps that could be found everywhere in the dark swamp for a while, and his shriveled lips opened larger than the hippopotamus, revealing the only three charred teeth left in his mouth.

rarely encounters human beings, but Li Junshan involuntarily speaks the lingua franca of human beings.

"Who are humans?" Asmore seemed to return to the night half a year ago when Somani almost fell under the zombie dragon, only to feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body trembled violently.

The Spiritual Destroyer brought him to his senses in an instant, and as a dozen terrifying tentacle vipers swam in front of Asmore, looking at the mouthparts that were all over the tentacles that contracted like mouths, the Necromancer God couldn't help but be a spirit.

"I'm Asmore #Brock, you're human, aren't you? This is the Death Mountain, and the ruins of dry bones are in the northeast, and there are more than 400 miles of land. Asmore looked at the wandering tentacles of the spiritual destroyer in front of him, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes, and the voice of the wind and breath quickly spat out from his shriveled lips, which was also the lingua franca of the humans of the Aran continent.

"Are you sure you are a human being?" Li Junshan's mind moved, and the tentacles of the spiritual destroyer were withdrawn, and he hid himself and looked at this unlucky necromancer with a smile, and said, "No matter how I look at you, you look like a skeleton. ”

"I'm human, Lord Ling. Asmore knew that there were few humans in the Dark Swamp, and in order to be as close as possible, he instinctively used the lingua franca of humanity, and the original "lord" was replaced by an honorific title, "Lord".

"Tell me, why are you here? I've been in the dark swamp for a few years, and it's the first time I've met a human. Li Junshan looked at Asmol, his eyes full of curiosity.

"My lord, I came to the Dark Swamp more than a thousand years ago"

"More than a year ago?" Li Junshan gasped: "You have lived for more than a thousand years?" He was a little unconvinced.

"Don't dare to deceive adults. Asmore reached out and stroked the bruise on his right leg that was "kissed" by the tentacles of the Spiritual Destroyer, and his wrinkled old face was squeezed into a ball of expressions that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and said: "Before entering the dark swamp, I was already over three hundred years old, and I can't remember the exact age. ”

"More than 1,300 years old!" Li Junshan couldn't tell the truth from the fake, he looked at it a few times and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"It was forced. Asmore sighed, squinted his eyes and said, "More than a thousand years ago, when I was still in the Baolong Empire, I accidentally committed a case and offended the chief court magician of the empire. At that time, I was just a necromancer, and I was hunted down by a group of court magicians sent by him, and I had to run into the dark swamp for more than a thousand years. ”

"That's not right. Li Junshan looked at Asmo suspiciously, and said, "The miasma in the dark swamp generally lingers for years and the poisonous mist is very harmful to the human body, how did you survive?"

"Adults may not know much about necromancers, they don't know what is going on in the human world now, and there are not many people who were willing to practice evil necromancy a thousand years ago. We have been dealing with dead bodies and corpses for many years, but we are not afraid of these poisonous gases. The dark swamp is full of corrosive and poisonous black mist, but it is also a unique aura formed by corpse poison and undead resentment all year round, others may not be able to adapt to it, but we necromancers are not afraid. My lord doesn't know that I'm not the only human necromancer in this dark swamp, as far as I know, there are several powerful human necromancers in other parts of the dark swamp."

"Didn't you think about going out?" Li Junshan interrupted Asmol's chatter and asked, "It stands to reason that your current strength is not weak, at least you have the strength of the Law Saint rank, no matter which empire you are in, you will definitely be welcomed, not to mention the title or something, it's better than staying here, right?"

"My lord, seven hundred years ago, I advanced to the Necromancy God. Asmo couldn't help but laugh and said, "If I can survive in the treacherous dark swamp and break through to the rank of the god of law, I want to stay and see if there is any hope of breaking through to the holy realm, and by the way, I also want to summon more powerful undead creatures." ”

"Undead Law God!" Li Junshan was slightly shocked in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "Are you a law god?" But I see your strength" Compared to when he first came to the Extreme South Desert, Li Junshan now has a lot more human feelings, and for the sake of Asmer being a human being, he didn't say anything that hurt his self-esteem too much.

Asmo naturally understood what he meant, his old face was surprisingly red like wrinkled chrysanthemums, and he looked around blankly, but he still couldn't see Li Junshan, who was hidden, and he said slowly: "My lord doesn't know, we necromancers don't have powerful offensive magic, and almost rely on undead creatures summoned by magic to fight. Your lord, these summoned beasts are very peculiar, and they are completely unaffected by the erosion of my undead negative magic, plus the adults just now were unexpectedly attacked, I was careless for a while."

Speaking of this, Asmore's mouth was not in a hurry, but his heart was extremely annoyed, he couldn't get up in one breath and coughed, and his blue eyes glanced at the zombie dragon that had disappeared by the big black and small black even the flesh and bones, and couldn't help but shiver again.

"Where did a human come out? Listen to his voice, but he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, and he is still in the stage of voice change? Where did those powerful and strange summoned beasts come from? I have been in the dark swamp for thousands of years, and I have never seen one?"

A series of questions floated through Asmore's head, but he didn't dare to open his mouth to ask, and he felt uneasy in his heart, and subconsciously squeezed out a flattering smile and asked, "My lord, what else do you want to ask?"

"Besides the death knight just now, don't you have any other powerful undead creatures? For more than a thousand years, I don't believe that you have this strength?" Li Junshan was still entangled in the question just now, he only felt a little unbelievable that he had defeated an undead god so easily.

"My lord, even half a year ago, my strength was more than that, I originally had two death knights, a skeleton general and a corpse emperor, and my strength was several times stronger than now. After stumbling upon a ruin, I didn't have time to explore it before Somani discovered it. In the face of Somani, who is as famous as the Dark Swamp and the Dreadwalker, I dare to fight for the ruins, I can't run, but he still destroyed most of my forces, and I myself have been injured a lot, and I have been summoning and replenishing undead creatures for half a year, and my spiritual power and magic power are far less powerful than at the beginning. Compared to those other powerful lords, I can only be regarded as a low-end one, far less powerful than them. ”

"If it weren't for the setback I suffered half a year ago, and my mental power and magic power have not recovered to their heyday, would your roaring and attacking summoned beast have such a great influence on me?

"A necromancer god who doesn't resist just blindly runs away, and his speed is not bad, that Somani can actually destroy the death knight, skeleton general, and corpse emperor who is equivalent to the strength of a ninth-level demonic beast," Li Junshan was shocked.

"What is Somani, a human, or something else, is it so powerful?" asked Asmore.

"Somani is a strange creature, have you ever heard of the Yuan Spirit?"

"Yuan Ling?" Li Junshan thought for a while and said, "I don't know." ”

"Yuan Ling is a creature similar to the elemental elf, but more powerful, they originally lived in the mysterious elemental space, in the fiercest battle of Mount Gasel in that war ten thousand years ago, dozens of holy domain powerhouses and demon leaders caused unprecedented elemental tidal chaos during the duel, and the violent elements that filled the sky and earth tore apart the elemental space channel, and in a short moment, thousands of Yuan Spirits came to the Aran continent. ”

"That earth-shattering battle destroyed most of the primordial spirits, but a small number escaped. One of the characteristics of the primordial spirits is that they can be fused, and Somani is a unique life formed by the fusion of dozens of primordial spirits with different attributes, and its illusory body can be transformed into any shape it likes. My lord, think about it, this kind of life composed of different attribute primordial spirits that are far stronger than the magic affinity of the elemental elves, even if it is forbidden spell magic, it can be cast several times faster than the magic god, what kind of terrifying existence is that!"

"Stealth, transfiguration, immunity to some physical and magical attacks, proficient in wind, fire, water, earth and electricity, and even dark magic, fifteen followers equivalent to the eighth-level strength of the Battle Saint and one cadre equivalent to the early strength of the ninth-level Bull Demon Armor and his mount, the Dark Raging Fire Lion, my lord, can you imagine Somani's strength?" Asmore was full of emotion, and the resentment in his eyes had already turned into some unwilling admiration.

Li Junshan's pupils contracted, and he couldn't hold back a sentence for a while: "According to what you said, it is the most powerful in the dark swamp? No one can beat it?"

"Not really. Asmore shook his head and said: "No matter what, it is also a life, and forbidden spell magic also consumes mana, it is only partially immune to physical and magical attacks, just like an air bag, it can absorb magic attacks, but when these magic power exceeds the limit of what it can bear, then its fate is no different from a bursting air bag." There are also physical attacks, and Somani can't afford to face physical attacks that are comparable to the power of forbidden spells. ”

"What about the Dreadwalker, do you know him?" Hearing Asmol's description of the terrifying and abnormal Nyma, Li Junshan remembered that he could be as famous as this pervert, and couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know. Asmo shook his head, his head covered by his black robe revealing sparse white hair, and said, "Dreadwalker is the most mysterious powerhouse in the Dark Swamp, and I don't think anyone knows his details except for the Fallen Shadow Demon who escaped from him by luck." There are no less than twenty lords in the Dark Swamp, and the common understanding is that the Dreadwalker is not below Somani. ”

"The dark swamp is full of strong people, should you step into this troubled water?"

Li Junshan stopped talking, his breathing was slightly short, but he was starting to be a little nervous.

Asmo himself is a human being, but he hates humanoid intelligent creatures very much, perhaps because he is used to being with undead creatures, and he only feels that intelligent creatures are dangerous. Within a hundred miles of his territory, within a hundred miles of the Death Mountains, all humanoid intelligent creatures were killed by him, and they were also ruthless.

Asmo didn't hear the mysterious voice for a long time, and his heart was raised to his throat, lest the other party's mind move, and he was divided by the alien, and he couldn't help but ask flatteringly: "My lord, do you want to go to the ruins?

"Do you know the secret of the broken iron piece?" Li Junshan's heart moved, and his eyes stared at Asmore.

"I don't know, but it can get the attention of the Dreadwalker, that piece of iron should have magical power, you must know that unless you touch a sub-artifact or an artifact, or something very special, the Dreadwalker will not make a move. Asmore said cautiously, nervous in his heart.

"Aren't you going to go?" Li Junshan asked as he stared at him.

"I was going to go, but now I can't. Asmo was sad and indignant in his heart, but he didn't dare to show anything strange on his face, and said: "I originally planned to go and see, if I encounter them in a fierce battle, see if I can take the opportunity to summon a few powerful undead, but in this situation, I will be sent to death." ”

"Look, have you seen this artifact?" Li Junshan suddenly said something inexplicable, but his hidden figure did not move at all.

"What artifact?" Asmore looked around blankly for a moment and said, "My lord, I can't see where you are?"

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, Li Junshan floated above his head, feeling that the stealth time of the elven cloak was approaching, so he said: "Okay, a misunderstanding, the loss of so many skeletons of you, but I think these undead creatures are not difficult for you, that death knight and my summoned beast are each injured, this matter is settled." To go or not to go, that's your business, but I'm leaving. ”

As soon as the words fell, Li Junshan's figure flashed to the back of the Black Fire Wing Demon, and before Asmore could react, he saw the mighty alien army rushing out of the mountain.

"Bang"

Da Hei and Xiao Hei flew in mid-air, intentionally or unintentionally smashing the only remaining two bone dragons that were stopped in the air, and their huge bodies disappeared into the night sky in an instant.

"Your staff is entitled to compensation for the injury I summoned the beast, but I left you a good thing that is not in the dark swamp, and it will be considered your compensation. ”

Hearing the sound in mid-air, Asmor, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was shocked, jumped up quickly at a speed that was extremely inconsistent with his age, and looked down for the bone staff with the light of the five ghosts floating overhead.

Seeing a crystal clear bottle placed in the original position of the bone staff, Asmore stretched out his trembling hand and grabbed the bottle, opened it and smelled it, and recognized it as the elven clan's Hundred Flowers Brew.

"Now I want to go, but I can't go. It was dark in front of him, and Asmo fell directly to the ground and fainted.

Li Junshan didn't know how important the bone staff was to Asmol, a necromancer who had lived in the dark swamp for thousands of years before he found the dragon crystal in a relic by chance.

Casting the undead magic summoning, with the powerful magic support of the dragon crystal, Asmore can be said to get twice the result with half the effort. Originally, he thought that he would be lucky enough to escape his life, so he replenished some undead creatures as quickly as possible, and then went to wade through the troubled waters. Now that he has no bone staff, with his magic power, he continuously summons powerful undead creatures, whether it succeeds or not, but his magic power can't support it, how dare he venture to the changing ruins.

"Whew!"

The Black Fire Wing Demon flew out of the Death Mountain in the blink of an eye, and Li Junshan estimated that it was some distance away from the Death Mountain Mountain, so he asked the Black Fire Wing Demon to slow down, and when the alien army caught up, he took it back one by one.

More than 250 heavy-armored aliens, more than 40 were injured, but they were all slightly injured; compared to them, the thirteen boss aliens only fought with the golden retriever zombies for a few breaths, but the injuries were somewhat serious, especially the host alien of the Wind Wolf King and the newt host alien, if it wasn't for Li Junshan's timely collection, they would have died in a short time if they had serious injuries between the chest and abdomen.

After all, the Golden Retriever Zombie is equivalent to the strength of the eighth-level Warcraft, and most of those boss aliens are five- to seven-level strength.

More than a hundred magic aliens were the least injured under the cover of heavy armor aliens, and they all had a strength of about level four, and skeleton soldiers could not hurt them.

Da Hei's injury was not as serious as Li Junshan imagined, except for the deep wound that was unscrewed by the dark crystal, it was nothing, and it could be restored to normal in half a day in the mental space.

Retracting all the aliens into the spiritual space, leaving only the Black Fire Wing Demon, Li Junshan touched the dragon crystal on the top of the bone staff in his hand, and looked up at the northeast.

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