Click!

A crocodile phantus flew out of the crocodile scissors, wandering between the void and reality, biting the head of the Bone Mage. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The head fell, and a white bead the size of a baby's fist fell to the ground.

Smack!

Cow's hooves the size of a basin trampled the earth and trampled beside the white beads.

The powerful vibration made the bead fly up and fall into the hands of the Black Mountain.

"The Land of White Bones!" Looking at the beads in his hand, Black Mountain smiled, and there was a touch of sadness in his eyes.

The land of bones was in his hands, but his comrades-in-arms who had fought side by side with him for seven years were killed alive by him.

"Master, I was also forced to be helpless, if you gave me the land of bones earlier, why would I kill you?"

He sighed, and Barrett in the back vomited blood angrily.

Nima, didn't grab the Land of Bones?

His own title was torn apart by the impact, and the broken title was absorbed little by little by the title of the old demon of Montenegro, and finally completely integrated into the title of the old demon of Montenegro.

After a fight, the opponent did not eradicate it, but on the contrary, he also lost the title, making himself weaker, and the title of Montenegro swallowed his title, which was more powerful.

"In this way, I am not the opponent of the old demon of Montenegro?" Barrett thought to himself as he looked at his collapsed title in the sky.

Black Mountain quacked and laughed: "Yes, you are no longer my opponent!"

He grabbed the gigantic crocodile scissors and headed straight for Barrett.

Barrett's face changed drastically: "Turtle, you can actually detect the thoughts of this seat?"

Montenegro looked proud: "Your title is broken, and you are absorbed by this title!"

"Now, the title of this seat has expanded to a thousand zhang in size, and the power is endless, isn't it easy to sense you a miscellaneous soldier without the protection of the title?"

Barrett was frightened and thought to himself: "The power of this Black Mountain Old Demon title has skyrocketed, and if I fight with him, he will be able to sense the location of my next shot!"

"In this way, I am no match for him at all!"

Thinking of this, his thoughts flowed, he turned his horse's head, turned around and ran:

"Black Mountain Old Demon, you wait, when this seat casts the title of 100,000 zhang, I will definitely destroy you!"

As he spoke, he turned and ran.

Montenegro was reluctant to give up, so he chased after the crocodile scissors, but Barrett sat down on the mechanical war horse no worse than his primeval yak, and ran very fast, and it took a lot of time to catch up.

However, as soon as he chased out seven or eight hundred zhang, Montenegro felt something.

He turned his head and saw the headless white skeleton still standing not far away, and his heart moved:

"This white bone mage has been with me for seven years!"

"I killed him today, but I shouldn't have let him go into the wilderness!"

"After all, we are also comrades-in-arms!"

Thinking of this, he turned around, returned to his place, and threw a few punches down, smashing a large hole in the ground.

Then, he dragged the skeleton of the Bone Mage and threw it into the pit.

He was just about to fill in the soil, and the title of a thousand zhang was added to the top of his head, and suddenly a fear was transmitted to him.

"Fear? is it to make me afraid of this white bone, sir?"

Looking at the white bones in the deep pit, his eyes rolled: "Could it be that this white skeleton will be revived?

"Anyway, you and I are comrades-in-arms, I can't let you become a weak skeleton soldier after all!"

Thinking of this, he jumped into the deep pit and trampled on it with his big feet, smashing the bone shelf of the White Bone Mage.

"Master Mage, I'm doing this for your good!"

"You're all dead, if you are resurrected as a skeleton creep, it will be a shame to meet your acquaintances in the future!"

"Now, crush you to pieces, let you completely melt into the earth, and I think it will also make you safe after death!"

Between the words, he was still quite proud, feeling that he had done a good deed.

Crash!

The frozen soil was dumped in the pit, and soon a grave was made.

"When it comes to the coming year, I'll come here to see if the grass on your grave is high!"

As he spoke, he rode the primeval oxen and returned to the Iron Furnace Fortress once more.

Now that he has the Land of Bones, he uses this thing to kill living beings, faster, and gets more military merits, how can he be willing to leave?

And just after he left, he didn't notice that the blood flowing from the creatures that had been shocked to death for thousands of miles all nourished the earth, and finally, little by little, it converged into the grave of the White Bone Mage.

I don't know how long it took, but the grave that had been frozen into iron lumps was pushed away with a bang, and a white skeleton without a head crawled out.

The white skeleton circled the grave twice, and then went inside, and when he came out again, he had a cloak covered with holes.

After a while, he grabbed the corpse and twisted his head and placed it on his neck.

Whew, whew!

The green flames burned, burning the skull to white bones.

Click!

The white bone skull's mouth opened and closed a few times, and then, with a click, fell to the ground.

A wave of grief emanated from the white skeleton, and he twisted the other head and placed it around his neck.

However, when the heads were placed on the neck, they all turned into white bones, and then quickly fell off.

The grieving white skeleton squatted on the ground for a long time, and finally, the other corpses were disemboweled:

It grabbed the heart and placed it in its chest, got a pair of internal organs to hang on its ribs, and finally found another set of intestines and stuffed it into the abdominal cavity.

Jumping a few times, except for the hanging large intestine falling, other objects are still explained.

The white skeleton was quite happy, he wrapped this hanging large intestine around the vertebrae, and then continued to twist his head and put it on his neck.

A little, after groping for a stronger alien, they will dig out their internal organs and hang on themselves.

The white skeleton walked aimlessly on the ground, and before it knew it, it was walking deeper into the ice field.

Montenegro didn't know any of this.

He took the Land of Bones and returned to the Iron Forges with joy.

Nothing has changed outside the Iron Furnace Fortress: outside the city walls, there is still an endless expanse of alien races, and it is impossible to kill them all.

It's just that there are only three or five fewer creatures outside the city walls.

Someone who noticed that after Montenegro returned, his face was extremely ugly, and they ran to the fire, knelt down to the Terran totem pole, contacted the priest in it, and then jumped into the fire, was burned to ashes, and disappeared from the world.

"The old demon of Montenegro is back, so what about the others? Barrett also went to kill him, but he didn't come back, is it ......!"

In the fire, Long Ji, who was dressed in white like snow, rolled her eyes, and a trace of uneasiness suddenly rose in her heart.

Suddenly, she felt as if there were eyes in the sky staring at her, staring at her sea of knowledge, analyzing her words, looking over her thoughts.

"It's not good, there are creatures with great magical powers who use secret methods to spy on me!"

In an instant, she let out a scream, her little hand slapped the fire, and the endless flames turned into a crown above her head and landed on her head.

The crown burns, blooming with the power of the human race, which resists the power of voyeurism.

It didn't take long for that feeling of being spied on to slowly fade away.

"What kind of big man is spying on me?" Long Ji was uneasy in her heart, and kept thinking.

In the sea of knowledge, tens of thousands of thoughts collided with each other and discussed, and soon wisdom was born:

"It's the old demon of Montenegro, I ....... after mentioning his title!"

Before she could think too much, she suddenly sensed that there were eyes in the sky looking down on her.

She screamed, and the flames condensed the crown once more, fending off that prying eyes.

Under the crown of flames, Long Jiaoqiao's face turned pale: "It's him...... It must be him...... It's because I mentioned his title that I felt like I was being spied on!"

"Title: Vaillant...... Why is the title of the old demon of Montenegro so powerful?"

Poor Long Ji didn't know that the title of the old demon of Montenegro was more than 30,000 zhang big.

I didn't know that Barrett's title was swallowed by the title of Montenegro. (To be continued.) )