Since then, Ao Xingfeng has arranged more daily training with the water body, which not only improves the actual combat experience, runs in his own skills, but most importantly, he has learned the combination of many skills from the water body, which is Ao Xingfeng's biggest gain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The water body of the mirror flower water moon is indeed extremely powerful, but some skills cannot be inherited, such as the passive of the type of unyielding god of war of the punishment sky, which may be due to the fact that the water body will explode when it dies, which is not the same as real life.

It was another ordinary day, but he sat on the edge of the peak of the Funnel Mountain Range without summoning a water body, his feet hanging in the air, and he looked into the distance with a calm face.

"Alas... This day is still coming," Ao Xingfeng sighed, but his mind was unexpectedly calm.

Today is the day when the mission progress bar is completely covered in red, and Loulan Port, thousands of miles away, is facing unprecedented danger, and when it is breached, it will be the day of the failure of Ao Xingfeng's mission.

The wind was very strong, blowing Ao Xingfeng's clothes and hair, and in such a strong wind, Ao Xingfeng drank spirits and waited for the prompt sound of the mission failure.

"Hmm, I didn't look for you, but you came to the door first?" Boom, the wine bottle was thrown on the stone wall and smashed to pieces, Ao Xingfeng looked down at the small dusty undead under the mountain gate.

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"The undead are coming! the undead are coming!" the alarm bell rang at the first pass, and the soldier shouted loudly.

Hundreds of soldiers poured into the city, longbows in their hands, vigilantly watching the movements of the undead in the distance.

While the people at the pass were actively preparing for battle, an undead approached on horseback, not in a hurry, not arrogant, and seemingly unconcerned that his head was aimed at hundreds of arrows.

The soldiers on the castle tower did not know the meaning of the undead, but the arrows in their hands had already locked onto the undead's head, and the commander of the first pass watched the undead and ordered to shoot them if the other party made the slightest move.

"Stop, take another step forward, kill me!" roared the commander.

"Humans, we are here with no ill intent, just to talk to your leader. The undead in a tattered brown cloak raised its head, and a hoarse voice came from its mouth.

"Joke! Are you blind to me, if you're really just here to talk about things, why do you bring so many troops with you?" said the commander, pointing to the undead in the woods outside the Valley of the Dead.

"Please understand that they are all escorted for my safety, and if this causes you any discomfort, I will dismiss them now. The Undead explained, a hint of sincerity seemed to be felt in its tone.

The commander did not answer, but looked back at his adjutant and whispered, "What do you think?

The adjutant looked down and thought for a moment and said, "Well, it's better to report it, but don't let the undead take a step forward, we don't know what kind of conspiracy they are hiding." ”

"Yamazaki, you go to Sintia City to report to the Lord, and get me quickly!" the commander said to one of the samurai.

"Hey!" Yamazaki bowed respectfully, then strode towards the valley.

"Tell me what you have right here!" said the commander, leaning against the wall and facing the undead.

"That's bothering, are you sure you can call the shots for your grown-up?" the undead muttered quietly.

The commander's face was a little ugly, of course he didn't dare to make decisions for the lord, but this statement of the undead obviously raised its own status, and seemed to put it in the same position as the lord, which made the commander very unhappy.

"What qualifications do you have to see us!" said the commander.

"It's not a secret, I am here on behalf of the Southern Theater of Operations, and this matter is related to the future relationship between you and us. The undead said with a bowed hand.

"Cut, the cultural ruffian of Dog X likes to chew the root of his tongue, and can only wait for the Lord to come up. The commander broke his mouth, and the undead said so badly that he didn't dare to mess around.

Suddenly lightning and thunder roared, and a thick electric current like a bucket scurried through the air, and from time to time it exploded on the cliffs on both sides, and lifted up the stones.

The man was dressed in pure white clothes, and the violent lightning hovered around him, and the breath of the whole person was like a god.

"It's your undead again, is it true that you don't have anything to do except disturb the peace of others?" Ao Xingfeng asked unhappily.

The undead lost the calmness he had used to talk to the commander before, and said with a strong sense of composure, "You are the Demon Sword Master that Lord Tanatos said, right? ”

"Oh, are you sure you're negotiating with me on behalf of the undead?" Ao Xingfeng asked lightly as he withdrew his furious thunderbolt and divine might.

"Of course, we will bear everything about the losses we have caused to you before. The undead said modestly.

"Interesting, I didn't expect you undead to take the initiative to come to me for peace talks, soldier, open the city gates. Since you have come with sincerity, then talk with me to the place where you entertain guests. Ao Xingfeng said, the gates of the three checkpoints opened one after another, Ao Xingfeng was not worried that the undead would take the opportunity to attack, because with him, it was as simple as that, this was confidence in his own strength.

In Sintia City, many people gathered outside the city lord's mansion, discussing the special visitor in the mansion in a chaotic manner.

A number of soldiers kept going, driving down the few guys who tried to climb the wall and eavesdrop.

Different from the noisy scene outside the house, except for the crisp sound of filling the house, everything seems so quiet and harmonious.

In this room facing the rockery, the undead sat opposite Ao Xingfeng and looked a little twisted.

"Haha, what's wrong? Where did that momentum go just now?" Ao Xingfeng teased with a smile.

"Makes the Demon Sword Saint laugh, that... On the future development of both of us. The undead said with an office attitude.

"Regarding this, from beginning to end, it was your undead who unilaterally invaded us, right?" Ao Xingfeng put away his smile and said seriously.

"Well... In fact, there are some small misunderstandings between the two of us. The undead said.

"Listen up. ”

"You may not know it, but in fact, within five hundred miles of Trox City, it has long been under the rule of the undead, and your power seems to have suddenly appeared out of thin air, and we have all explored this valley before. ”

"And the sudden appearance of the adults cannot but remind us of an infiltration operation by those hostile forces against us. The undead explained in an orderly manner.

"When did this Funnel Mountain become your undead? Ao Xingfeng said with a frown.

"Well, I know by looking at the way you look, you must not know about the Apocalypse Pact, right?" the undead asked tentatively.

"The first time I heard about it, what was that?"

"Many races on this continent believe that our undead are alien invasions, but they don't know that we have already signed an agreement with those top powers. ”

"As early as more than 300 years ago, the undead once invaded the continent, you should know about it, right?"

"Well, does it matter?"

"Many people think that the undead were defeated by the Holy See of Irene and the Council of the White Tower, but they don't know that in fact, it was the Holy See of Irene and the Council of the White Tower and several other powers that made an agreement with us that we would let the undead guard the frontier for the continent and prevent the invasion of the abyss and demons, and in return, they would plan a place for us to live on the continent. The fire of the soul in the eyes of the undead flickered, and the mouth spoke of the secret that no one knew.