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As soon as the black-robed man saw Luo Luo, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said gloomily: "Flame demon? It's the bastards again. ”

He took two steps and propped up Lolo's head with the tip of his scepter.

"Spare your life." The cowardly flame demon immediately begged for mercy.

The black-robed man said arrogantly: "Tell who asked you to come, for the sake of the gods, I will let you die without pain......" Luo Luo suddenly cried and mourned.

I couldn't speak for a long time.

"Don't you say?" The black-robed man smiled evilly and spit out three words: "Call me." ”

There was suddenly an evil light in the eyes of the zombie, and the two "people" set up Luo Luo's hands and feet, separated his thighs, and quickly rushed to the stone pillar, only to hear a loud "bang", Luo Luo let out a terrible scream, and the whole person stuck to the stone pillar, and his hands and feet trembled. Luo Luo's lower body was still in severe pain, and the whole person was framed again, and the two zombies retreated more than ten meters, making a strange scream, and another high-speed sprint,

"Boom"!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Stop, I'm recruiting!" Luo Luo foamed at the mouth, and finally couldn't bear such a "cruel" punishment, he felt that his bottom must be swollen bigger than a turnip.

The black-robed man sneered: "It's over if you don't say no, it's a waste of time." ”

Mu Qingyang's whole body tensed, his hand had already touched the hilt of the sword on his waist, and his eyes were fixed on Luo Luo's lips.

What the flame demon said next would determine Mu Qingyang's fate.

Facing the weird resurrected zombies and the black-robed man who didn't know the depths, Mu Qingyang was a little uncertain.

"It's Lord Chihuo." Luo Luo said cautiously.

Mu Qingyang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time faintly had a little more affection for this flame demon.

"Celestial?" The black-robed man twisted his sparse eyebrows.

"When did you get another thing like this?"

The black-robed man obviously didn't expect to hear any valuable information from the mouth of a mutated little demon, Luo Luo was somehow the same level as the zombie he created, except that his zombie was more obedient and faster.

Since it had no value, the black-robed man looked at Luo Luo as if he were looking at a pile of dead things.

The scepter was raised silently.

Luo Luo also seemed to sense that his end was coming, and cried out in despair: "No! ”

The silver pattern on the black scepter emitted a misty light, and a stream of black flames erupted from the front end of the scepter, and the black flames rapidly expanded, like the head of a giant snake, with a big mouth, about to swallow the flame demon.

Raised, the wind is rising!

The gale that tore through the space raged in terror.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the back of the black-robed man.

As a lich undead, although the black-robed man is stronger than those demon warlocks, he is only slightly stronger, facing this brutal and terrifying melee murderous aura.

The black-robed man couldn't even turn around.

However, he was not worried.

I saw that the black flame that swallowed the flame demon quickly collapsed, and the next moment, it had already drilled out of the back of the black-robed man, and quickly slaughtered the sneak attacker.

The black flame exploded, expanding to a radius of several meters in the blink of an eye, and within the black and faint flames was the death refining qi that condensed tens of thousands of unjust souls.

The evil spirit wailed, struggled, and was no less ferocious than the force of the sneak attack.

In the blink of an eye, a sword light like a match rushed into the mouth of the she.

The black-robed man let out a smug sneer, the most essence of evil witchcraft, the death impact is full of necromantic resentment, stained with the aura of the resentful spirit, which is enough to make any normal person freeze, this sneak attacker does not know whether to live or die and collide with it, it is definitely an act of self-immolation. He didn't even look at it, he already knew the miserable fate of the other party. It is bound to be sucked up by these ten million evil spirits......

However, his sneer froze abruptly when it reached the corners of his mouth, and his eyes, which were full of confidence and smugness, were replaced by horror.

There was a cracking sound, and the black-robed man seemed to have been hit by a bomb on the spot, spun around several times in the air, smashed on a stone pillar, and fell to the ground again.

At this moment, he didn't know how many bones in his body were broken on the spot, and he fell to the ground and spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, so he didn't even want to get up again.

Where it exploded just now, there was a pile of scrap of meat.

A "human" covered in scaly armor leaves, with huge horns, a long tail, and a pair of blood-red eyes, stood there, holding a large sword.

It took a long time for a zombie's head to fall to the ground, and its bones rolled several times.

The black-robed people were terrified, if it wasn't for the zombie closest to him to automatically guard his back and help him block this blow just now, those pieces of minced meat on the ground would have been him.

"Your Excellency!" Luo Luo's excited voice reached the ears of the black-robed man.

My lord?

Is it the so-called red hustle?

Could it be that he is the newly transferred Demon Leader from Loth? Impossible, when did the Abyss World have such a powerful person...... But if it weren't for Los's people, there was no way to explain the fact that he wasn't afraid of the power of evil spirits.

Many questions flashed through the black-robed man's mind.

By this time, hundreds of zombies had already surrounded the sneak attackers.

The black-robed man struggled to get up from the ground.

As the heir to evil sorcery, his body is not strong, but it is much tougher than ordinary people.

Even if the bones in his body were broken, he had the ability to escape, and there were hundreds of zombies around him that had just been refined, and the black-robed man regained his composure.

His dark green eyes stared at the sword-wielding man, and he said gloomily, "Who are you?" ”

Mu Qingyang cautiously looked at the resurrected zombie surrounding him, the sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and when he heard the question of the black-robed man, he did not rush to answer, but was still thinking about the scene that happened during the sneak attack just now, when the evil spirit engulfed his body, the blood in his whole body was almost withdrawn from his body, and the temperature on the surface of his body dropped sharply, but at the moment when he was about to lose his mobility, the evil force lurking in his body came out again.

When the evil spirit power touches the evil power, it is like fire meets water, and it is completely unable to resist, and thousands of resentful spirits instantly collapse, and the evil power gushes down, and Mu Qingyang swings a perfect sword.

Even the zombies that stood in their way were shattered by the evil force. Seemingly...... Evil has given him some kind of defense against dark magic.

Mu Qingyang's heart was suddenly settled.

As long as this strange and evil power can be resisted, Mu Qingyang has the confidence to face the black-robed man, he knows very well that the body of the user of these spells is quite weak.

Of course, he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, the zombies around him, and the black-robed man who was hit hard but stood up quickly, are still deadly enemies.

Mu Qingyang didn't speak, and the black-robed man didn't attack easily.

Neither side knows the real bottom line of the other party, if there is no reason to fight hard, the masters at the level of the black-robed people are not willing to fight, their strength is much stronger than ordinary people, which also means that their lives are more precious than ordinary people.

The atmosphere was a little stiff.

The evil spirit power of the black-robed man was rapidly repairing his body, and when he felt that his strength had recovered seventy percent, the black-robed man's tone became more and more eerie: "No matter who you are?" There is a price to be paid for sneaking up on the Lich Undead, so be prepared to bear my wrath. The hand holding the scepter tightened, and a hundred zombies let out a piercing roar at the same time.

Their mouths are twice as wide as those of ordinary people, almost like the mouths of snakes, and the blood vessels on their brown skin are crawling like earthworms.

Mu Qingyang was slightly stunned, and two zombies came with a single punch, the punch was fast, and the speed of the zombies was no worse than the black-clothed assassin that Mu Qingyang had encountered.

He took a diagonal step, and the wind was heard behind him.

There are so many zombies that there are attacks in either direction.

Mu Qingyang forced himself to calm down, the spiritual power in his mind kept wandering, and those subtle spiritual threads kept wandering out, so that Mu Qingyang could "see" the scene behind him without turning around...... Three zombies hit him in the head, back of the heart, waist and kidneys.

They work closely together, like combat partners who have been trained for years.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back.

Mu Qingyang couldn't escape, all he could do was to be faster and stronger than the other party.

The sword bounced to the left waist like a whirlwind, and the first step was blocked by the zombie's sword, and with a ding, sparks flew everywhere, the zombie was shocked and took two steps back, Mu Qingyang's arm was numb for a while, and his heart was even colder, the power of this zombie was so great that it could fight him head-on.

The thought flashed, his hand shook, and his fists were already swinging, and they collided with the four fists of the two zombies attacking head-on.

This time, the strength of the two zombies obviously prevailed, and Mu Qingyang was so bombarded that he took a few steps back, just hitting the zombie's claws.

I had a sharp pain in my back, and I had another blow on my head, and my head was cracking. At this critical juncture, Mu Qingyang still desperately removed the key point in his heart, and a scar was drawn on his back.

Mu Qingyang has already hung two colors.

Blood poured down from his head and flowed to the corners of his mouth, Mu Qingyang stretched out his hand and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, feeling that the demon in his body was about to move.

Although he was injured just now, he didn't use his evil power at all, and completely relied on his physical strength to fight against the zombies. Stimulated by the pain, wavy blood lines appeared in Mu Qingyang's eyes.

Brutal evil poured into his mind, and his pupils constricted into a pinpoint of scarlet.

Sen Sen's white teeth were grinned, and he slaughtered out like a tiger with brutal killing intent.

Even the black-robed lich who was heavily protected by zombies more than ten meters away seemed to have been bitten by a poisonous snake, and felt cold all over his body.

The zombie monster roared and rushed over, Mu Qingyang erected the sword on his chest, and a layer of black mist wrapped up in the hand holding the sword, just waiting for the zombie to pounce into the air, the black gas had completely wrapped the sword, and the faint black light swept out silently.

In an instant, thousands of yin and poisonous qi crisscrossed and spread like a net.

The zombie that was culled paused two feet in front of Mu Qingyang, and then strangely cut into countless neat pieces of meat.

Mu Qingyang's murderous spirit rose up, incarnated like the wind, and killed into the zombie pile, the black evil qi continued to burst out, and every time he flashed, there was a zombie shattered to pieces.

During this period, Mu Qingyang also had a lot of wounds on his body, but he didn't care at all, and rushed into the encirclement as fast as he could, pointing his sword at the lich.

Seeing that the zombies he had worked so hard to create fell one by one under Mu Qingyang's sword, the black-robed lich was distressed and couldn't be suppressed, but Mu Qingyang's murderous aura boiled, making him feel an unprecedented crisis.

A black aura flashed in his eyes.

The black-robed man kept retreating, and incomprehensible witch spells kept spitting out of his mouth.

Those smashed pieces of zombie flesh kept wriggling, and within a moment, there were thousands of more black beetles on the ground, these beetles had their foreheads like swords, and their bodies were blue and cold, making a dense rustling sound, and they rushed towards Mu Qingyang overwhelmingly. The field of vision was suddenly replaced by black.

The black beetle's ugly face became clearer and clearer.

Mu Qingyang shouted loudly, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and he slashed out the corpse of a beetle on the ground.

However, there are too many beetles, and there are more beetles jumping on the zombies, like armor surrounding the zombies layer by layer, and there are beetles crawling around in the seven orifices of the zombies.

With the beetle body's zombie defense, the zombie defense became super strong, and Mu Qingyang could no longer kill them with a sword.

Those beetle swarms had turned into a black and oppressive "whirlpool", enveloping Mu Qingyang in it.

All of Mu Qingyang's senses were sealed, and his body was also crawling with beetles, and the beetle's sharp palate kept trying to break through Mu Qingyang's body and burrow into his body.

Even if Mu Qingyang's body was different from ordinary people, under the continuous bite of the black beetle, his body was also painful, and his epidermis became blurred.

When the black-robed lich saw this, he smirked.

raised, a cold glow flew out of the "whirlpool" composed of beetles.

The big sword actually found his position, the black-robed lich was so frightened that his body only moved slightly, the big sword had already penetrated his abdomen, and the powerful force carried him backwards, and slammed into a coffin.

The lich's vitality is really as tenacious as Xiaoqiang, such a serious injury, he is still not dead, after spurting a few mouthfuls of blood, he hissed and yelled: "Bit, bite him to death." ”

He was really angry, and despite the serious injuries in his body, he gave up all defenses, raised his scepter, and gathered all the evil spirit power in his body.

Just as he was about to perform the most vicious spell in the witchcraft, the cold from his neck stopped his voice.

A cold voice rang in his ears: "Stop that disgusting thing, or I'll cut off your head right away." ”

The lich only hesitated for a moment, the cold had already broken into his body, and it was pressed against the major artery in his neck, and the black-robed man hurriedly shouted: "Stop, I surrender." ”

The black beetle receded like a tide, leaving behind a bloody Mu Qingyang......

As if a divine soldier descended from the sky, Sofina appeared here, she wrapped the last strip of cloth around Mu Qingyang, and tied a knot vigorously, Mu Qingyang looked like a mummy, leaving only two eyes outside.

The whole body is cold, and the medicine from the lich has a good effect, quickly removing the toxins of the black beetle.

On the other side, the dwarf was kicking the black-robed lich tied up like a rice dumpling to vent his resentment.

Watch the black-robed lich roll around.

Mu Qingyang shouted: "Okay, stop, you are not afraid of being made into a zombie by him with witchcraft in the future." ”

The dwarf trembled when he heard this, and just happened to see the resentful eyes of the black-robed lich green and faint, and hurriedly took a few steps back to Mu Qingyang's side, and said forcefully: "Boy, you don't want to let him go, right?" Such a person should be killed as soon as possible to prevent future troubles. ”

Mu Qingyang glanced at him and stood up.

Except for being a little uncomfortable being mummified, he felt pretty good.

If it weren't for Sofina coming in time, the boat might capsize in the gutter today, and it seems that the users of these unknown powers are still in great danger to him at the moment.

Squatting down in front of the black-robed lich, the lich was still resentful at first, but under Mu Qingyang's tepid gaze.

Soon, the lich was defeated, and turned his head somewhat unnaturally.

"Lich?" Mu Qingyang read softly, with a slightly interested look in his eyes, and asked in a harmonious voice, "What's your name?" ”

His voice was soft and warm, not at all like the brutality of the fight just now, such a huge contrast made the lich more and more vigilant, and said hoarsely, "You don't even know me, you are not from Loth?" ”

"Los? Are you kidding? Mu Qingyang asked.

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, the lich was a little calmer in his heart, as long as it was not from Loth, then there was something to talk about...... It's just that he is still not at ease in his heart, and he doubted: "You are not Loth's henchman, how can you have such evil power in your body, and you are not afraid of evil spirit power." ”

"Is it true that only demons possess demonic energy in this world?" Mu Qingyang responded with a light smile, and immediately blocked the lich's words. He continued: "Alright, my question is answered, it's time for you to tell me, who are you?" Lich Undead ...... I think it was an extremely small number. ”

"Undead Lich, my name is Alex."

"Undead lich? Is it strong? ”

Hearing Mu Qingyang's somewhat impolite question, Alex was a little unhappy, but his current life and death were still in the hands of the person in front of him, so he could only answer with some resentment and self-deprecation: "Of course it's not very strong, if it was the Lich King, I wouldn't be lying here." ”

Mu Qingyang came back to his senses a little, and grinned apologetically, but his mummified head was really a little oozing.

Alex turned his head unnaturally.

I don't know why, this lich who deals with the corpses of evil spirits all day long is still afraid of the yin and evil aura on Mu Qingyang's body, the evil seems to be the smell of blood that is difficult to wash away even if the water of the three rivers is exhausted, sucking out the marrow and essence of the human marrow little by little.

Mu Qingyang asked again, "Now tell me what's the matter with you?" Also, how did you refine these monsters?"

Alex looked at those red eyes, weighed in his heart, hesitated for a while, and finally chose to be silent......

Burst!

The sword slashed across his neck, and the black flames instantly burned the lich to ashes.

"If you don't want to say it, then die!" I don't know why, after the transformation, Mu Qingyang was even more violent, he almost couldn't wait to kill the lich, and his reaction made Sofina and the dwarf stunned for a moment, hiding in the distance Luo Luo shuddered, it sensed something was wrong, and quietly retreated. (To be continued.) )