The morning sun sprinkled on his face, Ye Yang finally didn't have to deliberately avoid his gaze, his pupils had gradually adapted to the light, the warm sunlight gently caressed Ye Yang's face, wantonly caressing the white bones, without the slightest rejection and resistance, the sun is merciful, she will treat every living creature equally, even Ye Yang, who is a dead soul, is no exception.

Staggering down the rocky path, Ye Yang followed the place where the black smoke came from.

The weeds grew lushly, and it seemed that no one had ever set foot here, and there was no trace of it around, but where Ye Yang passed, there were signs that the weeds had been broken and trampled.

Under a small hill, Ye Yang looked up, and then looked at the black smoke, which seemed to be getting thicker and thicker. And the black smoke seems to be close to him. Could it be that the source of the smoke is on the opposite side of this small hill?

Thinking of this, Ye Yang cautiously climbed towards the hill, and half a minute later, such a picture appeared in front of Ye Yang's eyes, a declining small village exists by the mountains and rivers, and the houses in the villages are scattered, but there are no imaginary high-rise buildings, this scene is too different from Ye Yang's imagination.

However, Ye Yang didn't have time to be surprised, but found that in an open space at the entrance of the village, there were hundreds of people crowded. They all seemed to be shouting something dryly, but due to the distance, Ye Yang could hear vaguely and couldn't hear the essentials. And in the middle of the crowd, there was a large stone platform, the stone platform was full of dry dry wood, the dry wood had been burned, and on the log in the center of the dead wood, there was a person tied with five flowers, whether it was a man or a woman, Ye Yang couldn't tell the difference.

The flames flickered, the black smoke was raging, it was impossible to see clearly, the only thing that could be known was that the person tied to the log could no longer hold on in the sea of fire, and within a minute, he would definitely suffocate to death.

What kind of age is this, is it possible that 1,500 years later, the earth will not only not continue to develop civilization, but will also degenerate into the form of primitive tribes? Is this 1,500 years from now, or 1,500 years ago? Ye Yang's thoughts were messy for a moment, how could the world become like this, burning the living, and there are still people's surnames?

No, I'm going to save someone!

Ye Yang suddenly had such an impulse in his heart, and after 0.01 second, Ye Yang ran directly down the small hill, and he faced such a slope with a brisk speed without any pressure.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and Ye Yang walked like a fly, as if the victim who was trapped in the fire had some incomprehensible relationship with himself, otherwise, how could he explain Ye Yang's impulsive behavior.

"What's that?" The young man in a black shirt who was present suddenly opened his mouth.

"Back to the young master, the speed is too fast to see clearly!" The strong man on the side complimented the young man.

None of the villagers present dared to speak out, even if it was their relatives who were about to be burned to death, they could do nothing, because the village was invaded by the necromancer, and the black-shirted young man was a necromancer. After the formation of the necromantic race, it is almost no different from humans, but there has been a great change in the caste and surname, this so-called young master, it must be the evil seed born of the necromantic demon woman and the necromantic old ghost.

The black-shirted young man was followed by eight people, this was the first information that Ye Yang fed back from his gaze after he quickly descended the hill, and his perception told him that these people were incompatible with this village, maybe the cruel burning at the stake was not done by the people in the village who were ignorant, but were maliciously driven by foreign invaders.

"Oh my God! Where did this guy run out! When Ye Yang's figure was completely exposed to the corner of the village entrance and stopped, the black-shirted young man exclaimed, and then the eight men behind him stepped forward one after another, blocking him behind him, and all looked at the little skeleton Ye Yang angrily.

The villagers in the village were also frightened and retreated a few steps, looking at the crowd of about 300 people, but couldn't help the nine black-shirted young men?

"Ahem" On the log of the stone platform, there was a faint coughing sound, and the flames on the side were no longer at her feet, Ye Yang could be sure through the flickering flames that the trapped person was a woman.

This is even more necessary to save, at the critical moment, you must show your true colors as a hero. Although I'm just a little skeleton, I also have dreams, if the other party is a beauty, wouldn't it be a big advantage to take advantage of.

Ye Yang was a little yy, and while the few people who were confronting him didn't have the idea of making a move, Ye Yang directly ran towards the stone platform with an arrow step.

"Huh? Catch him! When the black-shirted young man saw Ye Yang's move, he immediately became a little anxious, and that posture was clearly trying to save people.

Eight sturdy men rushed towards Ye Yang one after another, two of them were slightly faster, and a seal on their chests was particularly conspicuous, almost everyone on this continent knew it, it was the Order of the Spirit Warrior, a purple medallion in the center, and a blood-colored Shizi. But these are nothing at all for Ye Yang, because he has no research on these at all.

Two spirit level guys quickly swept towards Ye Yang, one of them reached out to grab Ye Yang's hand bones, Ye Yang felt a chill behind him, maybe out of instinctive reaction, he quickly retreated to the side, and the other spirit priest made a move, and between the lightning and flint, Ye Yang actually rushed directly into the fire.

"Reiki Protector, drink!" The two men shouted at the same time, and followed Ye Yang to drill into the fire. And the other six men, who stopped in front of the fire, may have been afraid of the raging flames, and the badges on their chests were only at the level of spirits.

"Holy! It's hot! Ye Yang scolded, and the target went straight to the woman on the log, the thick rope tied to his body had not yet been touched by the flames, Ye Yang saw this, he didn't know what to do, how to rescue?

"Humph! As a necromantic skeleton, you want to save people? Are you blind? The spirit priest on the left opened his mouth and scolded angrily, obviously, he regarded Ye Yang as his camp, but because of Ye Yang's performance, the other party was obviously angry.

Roasting in the fire, Ye Yang was completely relying on his small body to insist, the white bones seemed to be about to burn, he was suffocated, breathless, sweat flowed rapidly along the white bones, Ye Yang was very curious, he was covered in white bones, where did he sweat?

I don't have time to talk to them, and I don't want to be in the same league with these necromantic guys. After trying the rope, he couldn't untie it, there was no way, Ye Yang began to deal with this log, the wood is not strong, for Ye Yang, who is now amazingly powerful, it should not be much difficult to pull up the log.

However, just when Ye Yang was about to shake the log, the spirit man on the left finally stopped being patient, even if the other party was his own person, it would be useless, since he wanted to hinder his son's thoughts, it was a mortal enemy.

"Suffer death!" The spirit priest shouted angrily, jumped up, and pounced on Ye Yang in the fire. The momentum of the flame was blown away by this strong wind, Ye Yang felt a trace of external force controlling the flow of air, I don't know when, his senses were so sharp, his two hand bones were deeply inserted into the thick log, no matter who came, there was only one purpose, to rescue this girl.

"Wow~"

A powerful energy with a trace of flowing fire struck on the back of Ye Yang's white bone body, Ye Yang suddenly felt that his five internal organs were shaken, and Ye Yang, who was already about to suffocate, was uncomfortably unable to breathe for a moment, he clearly felt the resistance of his various organs, and the bones on his body were scattered with debris on the ground, and the bones were a little misaligned, as if they were about to fall apart.

"Is that all? It seems that my ability has been enhanced a lot, is this the end of this blow? Ye Yang was unwilling and thought bitterly in his heart.

"You white bones, burn them together." As Ye Yang's body weakened and his knees knelt on the ground, the spirit on the right side opened his mouth, and instead of attacking, he turned around and left.

The spirit warrior who was traveling with him also left, it was not that they pitied Ye Yang and couldn't bear to kill their companions, but their body protection aura was almost unable to support it, these two guys were both beginner spirit warriors at the level of spiritual warriors who had been promoted by their hearts, and their strength was not as strong as they imagined, otherwise the palm before would definitely make Ye Yang's white bones scatter all over the ground.

When he was unable to do anything, among the countless fast bones, an alternative bone vein emitted a faint light, making Ye Yang seem to inexplicably receive a trace of strength, he slowly stood up, didn't have time to notice the abnormality of his body, inserted his fingertips into the log again, and suddenly exerted force, and the log rose in response.

"Boom~"

A thunderclap broke out, the thunderbolt in the clear sky directly shook back the rising sun, the clouds were dense, the wind was loud, and the bizarre change of the sky made the entire person present wonder, sighing that the change in the weather, why is it so weird.

A bolt of lightning led the sky down, and it happened to slash at Ye Yang's back, and at this moment, Ye Yang was looking at the thick log, leaning over slightly, and a pair of dark green eyes, showing an alternative forest cold in the sea of fire.

"Whew~"

The spirit priest gasped and sighed, "He is not dead, he is just a skeleton, and he can withstand such a blow?" ”

The black-shirted young man stared at the front with wide eyes, and exclaimed, "That log, how did it get up, the skeleton has so much strength?" Isn't it said that skeletons are half-finished products that can't be advanced to necromancy? ”

The sudden attack of the torrential rain made this sad stake no longer full of heat, the tumbling flames, under the blow of the rain, could no longer raise their heads, gradually, the flames were extinguished, the power of nature was infinite, and no one could compete with it.

The black soot on Ye Yang's body was washed away by the rain, the white bones were extremely conspicuous in the rain, and the girl who was tied to the log and was unconscious was also awakened by the rain.

"Bang~" Now that the rain has extinguished the flames, Ye Yang inserted the log back into place again, stepped forward, and roared out a burst of undoubted words in his immature voice: "If you want to kill her, come at me first!" ”