Before his vision could recover, a fishy earthy smell had poured into his nose, and Downton didn't care about the nausea, his defense was fully open, and the whole person struggled, trying to get up.

"Safe for the time being, don't worry!"

Homer's radiation detection magic.

Call!

Downton let out a sigh of relief, and lifted his combat readiness posture, as if he had been thrown into a meat grinder, and the skin and flesh all over his body were about to be torn off and completely crushed.

"That's a single teleportation magic, according to my estimate, you should have been secretly branded when you passed through the exit of the Holy Mountain Secret Realm!"

Homer blames herself and feels that she has failed in her duty.

"What is this place?"

Downton endured the headache and opened his eyes, which lasted for more than ten seconds before the blurred scene gradually became clear.

"I don't know, but depending on the situation, it looks like a cemetery!" Homer debugged the war space, "Don't worry, there is no law blockade, all supplies can be used!"

"It stinks!"

Downton looked around and saw that there was always a huge amount of dark clouds in the sky, and it seemed that a torrential rain would fall at any moment.

The light was dim, and there was a layer of mist, and with Downton's eyes, it was only a few hundred yards away, and the ground was rotting dirt, and some white maggots smelled blood and were climbing Downton's feet.

It's a cemetery, [all the scenery is gray tones, lifeless, and uncomfortable.]

"Are we still in the Western Earth Continent?"

With a flick of Downton's fingers, a white-gold aura burst open, covering a radius of three hundred yards, and all the reptiles fled frantically as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

The terrible chirping of insects sounded like the wails of a dead man, and it was terrifying.

"Definitely, I want to pass through the crystal wall system. Reaching other planes requires a lot of magical energy, and a single teleportation can't do it!"

Homer's expertise is unquestionable.

"I don't know what happened to Xia Luo and them?" Downton was worried, "Can you build a teleportation array to connect to the dungeon?"

"No, this cemetery. By the powerful guardian of the law power, every coordinate is ethereal and cannot be captured!"

Homer Jianyì, "You'd better catch a few natives and torture them for information!"

"Do you think there will be living people in this place?"

Downton pouted, he didn't know how to go, so he simply tossed a coin and decided, the only thing that was comforting was that the overlord was a weapon of the divine system, for these necromantic creatures in the cemetery. It has a natural deterrent effect.

A large dry tree stood on the wasteland, and you can imagine how lush it once was from the huge dead branches, but now there was no green leaf to be found except for a flock of crows that roosted.

Quack!

The crows were clamoring, and their black eyes reflected Downton's figure, and they fluttered up. Chased after him.

"Bad luck, get out of here!"

Downton picked up a stone. Smashed.

The crows scattered in a hurry, and then gathered again, like a curse, the clouds did not disperse, especially the unpleasant cry, it was no different from the life-seeking talisman. Because it will attract undead creatures.

"I want to kill these guys!"

Downton clenched his fists.

"Forget it, as for getting angry with some crows? Besides, it attracted the undead with wisdom, and it was just time to arrest and torture them!"

Homer advises that it is better to be cautious in unknown places.

"It stinks!"

As soon as Jackson stepped out of the war. He pinched his nose and looked around in disgust.

"You're an undead, what are you afraid of?

Downton kicked Jackson, a ghoul who often eats brains and gnaws bone marrow, it is unreasonable that he still has a habit of cleanliness.

"Oh, master, I'm so weak, if I leave you, I'll definitely be killed. ”

Hearing Downton's order, Jackson was dumbfounded, knelt down directly, hugged his calf and cried bitterly.

Downton suddenly had a black line in his head.

"Waste, if you don't go, I'll tear you down now!"

Homer was furious.

Knowing that Homer was not joking, Jackson jumped up as if he had been stung by a scorpion, and ran away without a trace.

Because of the signing of the soul contract, as long as the two people enter the range of tens of thousands of yards, they can perceive each other, so Downton did not wait for Jackson, cast the air dance technique, and explored the way himself.

When it was dark, Downton still didn't find anything, and thinking that Elaine and the others might also be teleported to this ghost place, he was irritated and wanted to kill!

"Oh yes, today's dinner has been settled!"

Behind a small hill, a skeleton lay on the ground, its eye sockets were two green flames of life, at this time because of the excitement of discovering the prey, blazing.

After observing for a while, the skeleton began to move, and it stood up, but after taking a few steps, its left ankle snapped and broke.

Bang!

The skeleton fell head-on to the ground, several ribs and half of the hand bones shattered.

"Oops!"

The skeleton screamed and immediately went to pick up the bones, but after a few steps, it suddenly stopped.

"Oops, such a big movement will scare the prey away!"

After pausing for a few seconds, after making sure that the prey was not reacting, the skeleton patted his chest with confidence, and after a lot of effort, he finally picked up the bones and installed them, "Forget it, let's climb, I'm used to it anyway!"

"I'm so tired, if I don't go back, it's an undead anyway, I won't eat for a few months, and I won't starve to death!"

After climbing less than a few dozen meters, the skeleton was discouraged, so he lay on the ground and turned around, ready to leave, "Huh? No, I'm ready to go, why worry about alarming the prey?"

Thinking like this, the skeleton continued to crawl, and then with a bang, it hit something, and it subconsciously reached for it, and took it and touched one leg.

The warm body temperature came, which made the skeleton stunned, and subconsciously raised his head to take a look, and saw that the prey was standing in front of him, looking down on him condescendingly.

"Is this guy not having his wit, or is he an idiot in the first place?"

Downton wanted to laugh, and when this bone crawled, there was a clattering sound, even if it was deaf, it was heard. It even wanted to launch a sneak attack.

"You're my prey, stop, or I'll kill you!"

The skeleton jumped up violently, and because the force was too strong, the kneecap snapped and snapped, and the whole person fell again. The bones were scattered again.

"Do you see I'm going to run?"

Looking at the skeleton as it panicked to pick up its bones, Downton kicked it with the ribs that had fallen to his feet.

"Thank you!"

The skeleton sat on the ground, fitting the bones, then froze, muttering to himself, "No, why should I say thank you for dinner?"

"Do you dare to be a little more stupid?"

Homer was speechless.

"Stupid, I'm a soul-level undead skeleton, believe it or not, I eat up my flesh and blood in minutes?"

Skulls bared their teeth and scared Downton.

Downton's face was expressionless. The skeleton of this skeleton is relatively thin, so it is estimated that it is old, but it is only a teenager, there is no armor to cover it, and there are moldy green hairs on the bones, which is quite miserable at first glance, and it wears a certain large helmet, because it often covers its eyes. You have to push the rim of the helmet up frequently.

"Alright, your time of death has come. The merciful Lord Three-Paws has decided to give you a choice, whether to commit suicide or be abused to death by me!"

The skeleton, claiming to be Three-Clawed, carried a round shield on its back and a tattered rusty scimitar, and flaunted its might towards Downton.

"I don't choose either!"

Downton snorted.

"Ugh!"

Threepaw was dumbfounded, just as he was thinking about saying something. There was a click, because the scimitar carried in the right hand was too heavy, and it directly broke the arm bone, and even worse, it was behind the direction of the left hand. I went to touch the shield, but I didn't grasp it, and it fell with a bang, breaking my left leg.

"Oops, it's down again!"

Threepaw bent over, picking up bones, completely forgetting that there was another Downton next to him.

Syllable!

The cheap god covered his eyes, and he couldn't bear to look at it anymore, it was stupid to be so stupid that this kind of Cheng dù was also strange.

"Are there any undead nearby, take me to them!"

Downton gave up torture information, just such a fool, I guess I don't even know what my name is.

"What are you looking for them? Wait, you're my prey, don't run!"

The three claws finally remembered, hurriedly grabbed the scimitar, and took it with too much force, and the spine in the waist snapped off.

"What is this place?"

Downton frowned.

"Cemetery!"

Three-claw's natural tone made Downton want to slaughter it.

"Okay, obediently die, right?"

The reassembled three-clawed brandished a scimitar and was about to slash Downton, but as if he had seen a ghost, he glared behind him, yelled 'ghost', turned and ran.

"Master, nothing, ah, skeletons!"

Jackson appeared from the dense fog, and when he saw the three claws, he was startled, and he turned around to avoid it, and he must be a legendary powerhouse to stand in front of a powerful master, but after running a few steps, he saw that the other party also began to flee.

Compared to his IQ, Jackson was slippery, and immediately turned around, shouting and killing back.

Shout!

A crossbow bolt fired, piercing between the ribs of the three claws.

"The goddess is above, my life is so big!"

Excited and frightened, the three paws didn't pay attention, tripped over a rock, and the whole person fell out and fell apart.

Jackson walked back with his three-clawed head with ease.

"Don't eat me!

The two rows of teeth of the three claws collided violently, almost scaring to death, and the undead creatures could become stronger by devouring their souls.

"Why aren't you afraid of me?"

Downton was puzzled.

"Why should I be afraid of you for a 'loaf of bread'?"

The three claws are also quite puzzled.

"Bread?"

Downton was stunned.

"Yes, human beings are food for us undead. ”

The three-claw expression is completely taken for granted.

"I'm not scared away!"

Downton pouted.

"That's because your legs are so scared that you can't run if you want to!"

Three-claw's brain replenishment ability is simply invincible, which makes Homer and the cheap god laugh.

"Fool, my master is the Generalissimo!"

Jackson with a proud show-off.

"What is the Generalissimo?

"The most delicious meal I've ever eaten is an earthworm's brain, which took me a week to catch!"

"Master, I feel like my IQ is insulted!"

Jackson gritted his teeth.

"Forget it, let it go!"

Downton sighed, this skeleton is mixed up to the point of eating earthworms, it is miserable.

"Where are you going? I'll show you the way, you can't go over there, there's a big villain entrenched!"

The three claws are definitely missing the brain, or it may be that they have been lonely for too long and want to talk to someone.

"How much of a villain?"

Jackson glanced at Downton.

"Eat a skeleton's soul in one meal!"

The three paws said, wiping their saliva with envy on their faces.

"What are your metrics?"

Jackson swore a hundred slaps to himself if he spoke to this idiot again.

When Downton saw the big villain, he finally understood why the three claws survived, this guy is not even a soul level, but he was lucky to open his wisdom, with the power contained in his soul fire, even if it is a skeleton of the war class like the big villain, he is too lazy to kill, without it, the little energy consumed by killing him, eating five three claws can't make up for it.

"You're such a weak chicken!"

Jackson has long lost his status under Downton, even the green-skinned goblins are more powerful than him, but now, he feels that his image is very tall and has enough capital to despise the three claws.

"Humans?"

The big villain was depressed, and behind it, there were more than a hundred soul-level skeleton soldiers, which was indeed not small according to the formation.

"What is this place?"

Downton gets straight to the point.

"Kill them!"

The big villain, wielding a huge machete, leads the charge.

Downton clenched his left hand into a fist and shook it to the side.

"Run!"

The three paws pulled Downton, turned around and ran, but the next moment he was stunned.

Boom! Boom!

More than a hundred demonic fists, larger than mammoth giants, fell from the sky, smashing dust and spilling bones.

When the dust settled, the big villain found that the subordinates he had accumulated for decades were dead, leaving only clusters of soul flames flickering and dimming, and the ground around him had been smashed down several meters deep, so that it seemed to stand on an isolated island.

Quack!

The three claws and the big villain shivered at the same time, but the former was even worse, trembling a few times, and his knees shattered with a click.

"This ...... This is the dragon's graveyard, the home of the dead, and the forbidden place of the living!"

The big villain said it all in one go.

"Dragon's Grave?"

Downton's eyes suddenly lit up, the dragon, as the top of the Warcraft food chain, was full of treasures, even if it died, the remaining dragon crystals and bones were also precious magic materials.

"What's the strongest undead here?"

Homer spoke up.

"Two dragon lichs who guard the dragon's graveyard and will destroy a qiē invader. ”

When the big villain said this, his tone was full of awe.

"You'd better put away those greedy thoughts, any race attaches great importance to bones, not to mention the dragon clan, I think there are definitely more than two dragon lich keepers here!"

As soon as Homer's voice fell, a huge dragon roar came, and in just a moment, a frost dragon broke through the fog and appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"Reptilian, who allowed you to disturb the dragons' sleep?"

Flapping its wings and soaring in the sky, the dragon overlooked the ground and posed in what he thought was the most handsome.

"Shouldn't I make my voice a little hoarse?"

The dragon was still thinking narcissistically, when a dragon spear suddenly shot out of the reptilian hand like lightning, and shot into the sky. (To be continued......) R1292