"Roar!"

The once prosperous sect is now shattered and dusty, and countless strange figures surround this ruined sect. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Roar!"

The two-winged dragon with a body as high as a hundred feet, roared angrily, opened its mouth, and a dragon's breath erupted, and everywhere the dragon's breath passed, it turned into nothingness, and on the dragon's body, a man with a spear in his hand and wearing gorgeous armor, like the king of the nine heavens, looked down on everything below.

On the side of the dragon, the figures wrapped in black robes, chanting awkward spells, and the pitch-black staff in their hands exuded evil power.

The earth shook, as if the dead were wailing.

One after another white bones emerged from the earth, some of them were silver, some were golden, and some were seven-colored, dazzling, but the aura was cold and terrifying, like a demon in the Nine Hells.

"I didn't expect the bodies of these natives to be so powerful, and to refine them into necromancy, they were so powerful. An old man, gently waving the magic wand in his hand, those disciples of the sect who died in battle, suddenly seemed to be possessed by something, and stood up again, this corpse, the movement was a little stiff, but gradually smoothed, and at the same time, the eyes of these disciples became pitch black, extremely terrifying.

The dragon knight standing on the giant dragon looked at everything in front of him, and said in a loud voice, "I didn't expect everything to be true, after ten thousand years, they finally arrived here and arranged the spatial teleportation array, for the sake of my lord, we must sprinkle glory all over the heavens and the earth, and each one will bow to the glory of my lord." ”

The old man who could summon the undead with a raise of his hand stared at the dragon knight with a pair of godless eyes, "Dragon knight Jace, we need to wait for the army to bring, we must not be reckless, this time because of you, we have already destroyed the natives here, if we attract the attention of other natives in this land, I am afraid it will affect our conquest." ”

"Andrew, don't you think that the necromantic natives in your hands now are the victorious fruits of this war?" said the dragon knight Jace.

The place where they are located is called the Moon Shadow Continent, where there are many races, and after countless years of development, they have reached a great unification, and countless races have a unified identity.

Everyone believes in the seventy-two main gods, and as a dragon knight, he believes in the main god of the dragon rider, leading the glory of the main god of the dragon rider, walking everywhere he passes, letting his glory be swayed on every native, so that they can become slaves and dedicate their lives to the great gods.

Andrew was very satisfied, "Of course, the bodies of these natives are too strong, especially the mysterious power is very interesting, I think when I go back, I will study it carefully, maybe I can develop a more powerful necromancy." ”

"Damn...... Damn it. At this moment, in the midst of the ruins, a young man with a long sword in his hand stood up with difficulty, stained with blood, but when he saw everything around him, his heart collapsed, as if he had lost everything.

"Who are you, and why do you want to destroy my sect? The young man roared angrily, boundless killing intent wrapped around him.

A monstrous anger rose from the ground and went straight into the sky, and the heavens and the earth were shaken.

Andrew looked at the surviving natives in front of him, and a grim smile appeared on his face, "I didn't expect that the most powerful natives haven't died yet, no wonder no necromancers have formed." ”

The dragon under the crotch of the dragon knight Jace sneezed slightly, as if it wanted to squirt the native to death.

Andrew stepped forward to stop, "Don't make a move, this indigenous research is very valuable, and the whole body must be preserved." ”

"Native, surrender to me Andrew, and I can show you the glory of the god of the dead. Andrew began.

"The god of the dead?"

The young man was the sect master of the Sword Qi Sect, and the long sword in his hand trembled slightly at this moment, as if he was afraid of the unknown horror, but for him, his heart was not fear, but anger.

"Even if you die, I will make you pay. The young man roared angrily, the hatred in his eyes continuous, as if it could erupt at any moment.

Andrew shook his head, then raised his hand and began to chant the incantation.

Creak!

Creak!

At this moment, those disciples of the sect who had been transformed into necromancy by Andrew, carrying swords, surrounded the man godlessly.

When the young man saw these disciples of the sect, his heart suddenly condensed, as if he was in pain.

Elder ....... ”

"Disciple....... ”

"What the hell is wrong with you....... ”

The young man looked up to the sky and roared, he couldn't feel any vitality from these disciples, and those vivid lives that had been alive had all vanished in all of this.

"Ahh

The young man's eyes were blood-red, and he raised the long sword in his hand and slashed at these disciples who had become necromancy.

Flutter!

Wherever the sword qi went, it was all slashed.

A sword stabbed into the chest of a necromantic disciple.

"The suzerain....... The necromantic disciple reached out and grabbed the long sword in his hand.

The young man raised his head abruptly and looked at the disciple in front of him, his eyes were full of blood and tears, "The sect master is ...... here." ”

"Why are you killing me....... The necromantic disciple opened his mouth and said softly, but when the sound reached the young man's ears, it exploded like thunder.

The young man lowered his head and muttered, "Why?" and then raised his head, "Don't worry, the sect master will avenge you." ”

Bang!

The sword qi was rampant, and the necromantic disciple instantly shattered.

"Brutes, I'm going to kill you. The young man roared angrily, even if he was seriously injured, he would avenge these disciples.

Andrew's eyes flashed with surprise, "I didn't expect this indigenous spirit to be so strong, if it is refined into a necromancer, it may become a strange undead acolyte." ”

"The sword cuts the mountains and rivers. ”

The young man shouted angrily, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards the void, and the powerful sword intent pierced through the void and went directly towards Andrew.

Andrew looked at the scene in front of him and smiled, "Great god of the dead, let your great divine power descend here." ”

"The art of sealing. ”

"Abyssal swamp. ”

"Necromantic Nation. ”

At this time, in front of Andrew, one after another six-pointed stars floated in the void, and a dark and terrifying aura of death suddenly erupted from these six-pointed stars.

Grunt!

Grunt!

The hard earth under the young man's feet suddenly turned into a swamp, gurgling and bubbling with pitch-black blisters, and even among them, white skeletal arms grabbed the young man's feet and dragged him into the endless abyss.

At the same time, the sword qi that slashed in the void was actually grabbed by one pitch-black demon hand after another, and dragged into the realm of the dead.

"How come?" The young man looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart was full of compassion, why was the enemy so strong, and yet he was so weak.

"Spear of the Dead"

At this moment, Andrew's finger was a little in the void, the void fluctuated slightly, and a penetrating and death-filled aura erupted.

A pitch-black spear slowly pierced through the void.

"Go"

Shout!

The undead spear erupted, piercing straight into the young man's chest.

The young man looked at the spear of the dead in front of him, and his heart was full of grief and despair.

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PS: There is good news, this book will be published in an international edition within this month, so that foreign readers can see it. Hey.