Pushing open the heavy door of the secret room, the gloomy and desolate picture inside came into view.

Twelve gigantic animal carcasses were arranged in a mysterious formation pattern, and a black mist above the bones roared angrily at them, outsiders.

And Murong Zhen, he sat in the center of the formation, looking at them with an expression of the same end.

He hooked his lips coldly, "Murong Li, Murong Li, you only know that once the Twelve Yuanchen Array is successful, it can make the people in the formation immortal, but you must not know that if the bones of the twelve zodiac signs are refined, they can also become immortal warriors, right?" ”

As soon as he moved his fingers, eleven of the twelve corpses, except for the fox corpse, all clicked and moved, and stood up under the gaze of several people.

The ghost flag is his hole card, and these eleven warriors are the last chance of his desperate fight.

A warrior who can never be killed is not just talking.

The twelve Yuanchen, who have successfully refined, even if the bone frame is broken up during the battle, they can also combine themselves and stand up again to face the battle.

Even if the bones are broken or even powdered, they can still recondense themselves into bones and stand up again—

So as long as there are these bones in front of him, why is he afraid of Murong Li?

Murong Li glanced at the eleven corpses that protected Murong Zhen in them, and smiled lightly, "Uncle Wang, are you confused, twelve yuanchen, twelve yuanchen, your eleven, obviously there is still one missing." ”

He said, "Without a dragon at the head of the formation, your eleven warriors simply can't cycle like the zodiac, and it's impossible to be immortal. ”

Since Murong Zhen wanted to refine his bones and become an immortal warrior, how could he not think of this?

He slowly took off his robe and took out a dagger and plunged it into his heart.

He showed a wild expression and laughed, "This king is the child of the first emperor, and the emperor can be counted as the true dragon emperor, so how can this king be counted as a dragon, right?" ”

He watched the blood spill out little by little, and sneered, "This dragon, this king, is the head of this formation!" ”

He himself incarnated as a dragon to let these eleven warriors fight for him, which was different from using the Twelve Yuan Chen Array to gain immortality.

If he wants to gain eternal life, he first has to kill the dragon and turn it into a corpse, and then he can use that corpse to complete the formation, so he has always set his eyes on the imperial brother in his capital, and has not chosen himself.

First, he doesn't want to die, and second, if he dies, who will complete the formation?

But now it is different to refine the bones into warriors to deal with the enemy, he can become the head of the formation while he is alive, and he can ensure that his warriors will never be destroyed.

Murong Li looked at Murong Zhen in surprise.

He even wants to use himself as a dragon to join forces......

It's not strange to think about it, if he didn't do this, he would definitely die in this secret room today, but if he did this, at most, he would have been bleeding to help, as long as he didn't lose a lot of blood, he wouldn't die, and then he would have escaped and recuperated for half a year.

However, how could Murong Li give him a chance to escape?

He looked at Murong Zhen with pity and chuckled, "Speaking of Jiaolong...... I have to say, Uncle Wang, you underestimated me again. ”

Meow Seventeen and She Changsheng also showed exactly the same expressions of pity.

Poor King Yao, you are not a dragon, what if you are really a dragon?

Murong Li is the body of a golden dragon, he is a real dragon!

With him here, how can the eleven Yuanchen recognize you, this dragon, and only you are the leader?