The two figures gradually became clear, and the mood of the two sword-wielding young men became more and more excited. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Rosk, take a closer look, we don't know each other. Munster couldn't hold back his mood and clutched Rothke's arm.

"They are...... Wang... Lily?" Rothke's voice trembled, and honestly, for the two people in front of him, he had a hard time believing that the skeleton graveyard was wiped out by the two of them.

Wang Feng's record a month ago only surprised him, but even like this, it was hard for him to imagine that Wang Feng and Lily could destroy a skeleton graveyard.

They knew very well that only those who had reached the level of gold could possibly destroy a small skeleton graveyard. The commander of the small skeleton graveyard is not stupid, they know that if they encounter a gold-level powerhouse, they will definitely turn the situation of the skeleton graveyard into no different from other places.

Oh my God, is this true?

Does Wang Feng already have a gold-level level?

My goddess of hope, but he seems to be only bronze.

No matter how they think about it, they finally accept this fact, after all, the truth is already in front of them, isn't it?

The mood calmed down a little, and they suddenly thought that they had seen the destruction of the Skull Graveyard, and they could not show off such a wonderful scene when they saw it.

Moreover, Wang Feng is still from their Yunlin Village, and when he goes to other villages in the future, this is also a capital to show off.

In today's Warriland, if a man can destroy the Skull Graveyard, then he is definitely a hero in everyone's hearts.

"Wang Feng, Lily. Roth and Munster shouted in unison.

Wang Feng carefully looked at the two people in front of him, and there was no impression in his head.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that Wang Feng looked a little confused, Roth and Munster scratched their heads in embarrassment, and others didn't seem to know them yet.

This is also right, after all, they are just ordinary members of Yunlin Village, and the strength of the two of them is only at the level of black iron.

"Brother, his name is Rothke, and his name is Munster, and they are part of our Yunlin Village. "Unlike Wang Feng, Lily basically knows everyone in Yunlin Village.

The two of them glanced at Lily with some gratitude.

"Oh, hello. ”

Wang Feng said hello symbolically, and Roske and Munster were excited in their hearts.

He said hello to us!

The two of them looked at Wang Feng's gaze and became extremely fanatical, which made Wang Feng more or less unbearable.

With such eyes from two big men, Wang Feng felt that it was better not to see each other.

"Lily and I are going back to Yunlin Village, do you two want to be together?"

Rosk and Munster frantically tapped their heads.

On the way back to the village, they did not go in front of Wang Feng, but followed Wang Feng all the time, and they followed almost like his footprints.

Wang Feng was puzzled, the people of this world seemed to be the people on the earth, there was a big difference.

Anyway, he had never seen such a person, because he stayed in the mountains with his master every day and rarely went out. If he'd seen a lot of things, he probably wouldn't have thought so.

On the way back to the village, the four of them surprisingly did not see a single undead.

......

In the world of the undead, in this underground palace, dozens of undead species have gathered.

The palace is large and dim, and it is only in the dozens of naturally formed rock pillars that are intertwined with shimmering plants that give the palace a little visibility.

There are rock walls everywhere, and unknown plants grow on them, and the smell of their bodies is disgusting, like rotting corpses.

Dozens of undead gathered together, but there was no sound, and it was terrifyingly quiet. They are no ordinary undead cannon fodder, each of them has its own mind.

These various undead are separated from each other by a considerable distance, and the strength of each of them is at the level of silver.

A dark shadow flashed in through a small hole, and he was the same appearance as a mouse, except that he had more eyes than a mouse, and a small horn on his head.

It is one of the undead creatures feared by the inhabitants of Warriland, the Soul Eater. The small horn on his head was silver and white, and there was still a little bit of golden light, which meant that he had the peak level of the silver fifth stage, and he was not far from the gold level.

The Silverhorned Soul Eater, standing on top of a stone pillar, looked down on all the undead in the main hall.

There were also five undead creatures that didn't make it to the scene.

This is normal and occurs in almost every concentration. There are undead races, but they don't have a sense of time at all.

"Ambassador, do you have any big things to do when you gather us this time?" A zombie with silver hair took a step back and looked up at the pillar as he spoke.

They all spoke the common language of the undead, and there was no difficulty in communicating.

"Big things, of course. ”

The Silverhorn Eater of Souls makes a sound, his voice is small, but extremely penetrating. The eyes of all the undead began to move over him. Waiting for him, the next to speak.

They clearly remember that the last time they were recruited was twenty years ago.

"The great god of the underworld and the ugly goddess of nature had a contest, and the result was a small victory for the great god of the underworld. ”

As he spoke, the Silverhorn Soul Eater raised its head and looked upwards with a very proud look.

"Great, the great god of the underworld won a small game, so that our lower district here can have another period of time, not afraid of the flame of hope, and directly invade the other races of the world of Walliland. ”

"This time, I, the ghoul clan, will definitely devour those miscellaneous pieces, so that our race will receive more attention from the god of great nightmares. ”

"I really can't imagine that the ambassador will bring such a huge piece of good news today. Those human beings, who stay under the flame of hope almost every day and dare not come out, are really a cowardly race. ”

The voices in the main hall suddenly became noisy, and almost every undead leader had his own words to say.

But among them, there is a kind of emotion expressed, excited, excited, and a little impatient.

They can clearly remember that the last time they heard similar news that they could invade on a large scale was more than a hundred and fifty years ago.

I really didn't expect that so soon, the above gave them such a chance.

"Silence me!"

The penetrating voice of the Silverhorn Soul Eater made every undead close their mouths. They were a little scared, because there was anger in the penetrating voice.

Ambassadors in a bad mood?

The hall was silent again.

"Do you know why this opportunity fell on your area?"