With the strength of the late stage of his first life, Luo Lan fought seven skeleton undead alone, and his death breath was whistling and thrilling, like a heroic warrior who would not fall, without the slightest fear and retreat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With his strong fighting talent, he seems to have the possibility of turning the situation around. Suddenly, he dodged the attack of the two skeletons, and his bone arm gave birth to a strong force, forcing the rest of the opponents to retreat, grabbing a relatively thin skeleton and smashing it hard, smashing it on the bodies of the other two, and the encirclement was instantly collapsed.

The rest of the undead, including the green-eyed skeleton, cowered and retreated, as if they were shocked that this late-nascent little guy had such abilities.

"Well, retreat, could it be that they saw my strength and retreated? In this case, I'd better leave quickly, the skeleton that injured the undead at the foot of the slope last time hasn't been encountered yet, wait for me to go back to the cave to consolidate my strength, explore other directions, and then make plans." ”

Seeing the skeletons surrounding him slowly retreating, Luo Lan felt that it was not good to fight again, and it was still too difficult to fight against the seven skeletons, so he had to leave this place immediately.

Unexpectedly, just when he was about to escape, a sudden change occurred!

The seven skeletons stood in a row, as if they were soldiers greeting their superiors, motionless. Luo Lan had never seen this situation, but a bad feeling rose in his heart, and he withdrew and left quickly.

However, suddenly a powerful undead aura appeared from behind, and a tall black shadow from far and near, almost oppressive skeletons present were about to bend down. I saw that the black shadow's arms were longer than the knees, and the white bones were tight and strong, full and thick, and there was not the slightest spot or crack on it. Unlike the bones of skeletons such as Luo Lan, the dust is mottled with impurities, which are all traces of long-term erosion by the terroir.

Luo Lan had never seen such a skeleton, he was almost unable to escape from the pressure from far and near, and his heart was horrified: "This is the enemy who injured the undead at the foot of the slope, the most powerful existence on this plain?"

Although he had been mentally prepared, when he actually met this leader, the other party was still far stronger than he imagined. With that sturdy and majestic body alone, Luo Lan felt that it was difficult for him to cause damage if he hit it.

In just a moment, the tall, lanky skeleton leader had already arrived in front of the seven skeletons, and the undead lowered their heads one by one, as if they did not dare to look at it, even the green-eyed skeleton.

Luo Lan didn't run away, it's not that he didn't want to, he had an instinct, as long as he turned around, the skeleton leader would definitely chase after him immediately. However, although the other party was imposing, he was still unwilling to bow his head easily.

The leader of the Plains Skeletons seemed to notice the stubborn poacher, and a dark blue glow erupted from its eyes, oppressing it with the aura of the superior one. Luo Lan's mandibles clicked, and little by little he raised his head to look at the enemy, and the soul fire in his eyes burned violently.

The tall, thin skeleton was surprised and stared at the undead who had only been in the late stages of life and dared to look at it head-on. In the twilight, it moved, and the other party's refusal to bow its head was not a provocation, without any greeting, the leader of the plains waved his pair of wide bone claws, the branches were sharp and round, and the bone joints were arranged in an orderly manner, like rocks and iron blocks, clenched into fists, and roared.

Luo Lan saw that as soon as the powerful enemy moved, a bone fist appeared in the air, stirring into the wind, he felt that if he let this attack fall on his body, his sternum would definitely shatter and explode, and he would be defeated, so he hurriedly resisted, and his arms were crossed to take this move.

But it's still useless.

The bone fist hit his bone arm, and an overwhelmed sound was immediately heard from above. Cracks were rife on both arms, and they collapsed. Luo Lan felt like he had collided with a hammer, his body shook violently, and he staggered back a few steps, unable to continue.

The leader of the plains showed no mercy at all, and as he retreated, his body straddled a few steps to catch up with the injured Luo Lan, his right claw was wide enough to grab the skull of an ordinary undead, and the bone claw like a wooden board slammed it fiercely.

Originally, Luo Lan's body had not recovered from the attack of a giant fist like a hammer, and it was difficult to make other movements, so he could only watch as the spear-like bone claw attack of the leader of the plains fell on his body again.

As soon as they made contact, the devastating impact and their own power had been completely transferred.

Luo Lan was knocked away, fell a few meters away, and made a clattering sound when his skeleton was in the air. If he was in a physical body at this time, it is estimated that he would have spurted blood wildly and fainted. Fortunately, he has the characteristics of the undead race, and as long as he doesn't die, he won't lose consciousness, but Rao's soul fire still keeps shaking, and it seems to be about to dissipate in a circle.

It's not an opponent, it's not an opponent at all, Luo Lan at this stage can't deal with this leader, and it's not even an enemy in one move. Judging from its breath, it should have the strength of the mid-recovery period, Luo Lan didn't expect the gap to be so big, and he faintly felt that this leader did not exert all his strength.

The tall and thin skeleton didn't continue to do it after two blows, but stepped over and looked at him haughtily. Luo Lan struggled to get up, but she couldn't get up, and she hadn't recovered from the shock. His heart was filled with humiliation and uneasiness, and he felt that his life and death were completely in the hands of the undead in front of him.

To live or to die?

The leader of the plains condescendingly pointed at him with two dark eyes, and suddenly a thought came out: "Obey or destroy, choose!"

Luo Lan was silent for a while, stood up with his hands supporting his body, lowered his head, buried some of his thoughts deep in his heart, and also sent out an idea, choosing the former.

The leader of the plains turned his head in satisfaction and gave an order to follow, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

It had never received such a clear reply from its subordinates before, and as long as it did not resist, it would be tacitly agreed, because they were not of high rank, and their spiritual will was generally low, and they would only obey orders. Even some pre-nascent and mid-stage skeletons don't even have consciousness, only instinct, similar to plants, and can't command at all, which is why there are many lowly undead wandering around the plains who are not driven.

Luo Lan joined the team of the seven skeletons on his own and followed the leader into the depths of the plain.

The sky of the world of the dead is almost always gray and lifeless, with no sun or moon, day and night.

The low-level skeletons have no sense of time, let alone the hourglass clock tower's timekeeping method, most of them devour each other or wander in a daze, and they will not have a trace of consciousness until they are promoted to the high-level, but they are still mentally low.

On the desolate plains, a team of skeleton undead is moving forward without hurry.

This team of five squads, the four skeletons in the back are tall and tall, and they don't look weak at all, and each of them has reached the middle stage of nascent life.

The leading skeleton in front of him looks weaker on the outside, the skeleton is mottled, and the size is smaller than that of the rear, but the level of the early and late stages is not to be despised by people. Occasionally, some wandering undead encountered them, but they were far away, and did not dare to come forward to offend.

Luo Lan walked in front and led the way, but secretly thought about what had happened recently. Since joining the command of the Plains Leader that day, he has followed him into the entrenchment deep in the Plains, a large hollowed-out cave in the dunes. He first recuperated from his wounds for a while, repaired his body with the power of the undead, and the leader assigned a team of skeletons to him.

There were more than fifty subordinates in this plain leader, including Luo Lan, three early and late stage skeleton leaders. One of them he had already seen was the green-eyed skeleton besieging him, which was relatively weak, but it was quite flexible in willpower and spirit, and it usually went out to complete tasks when he had them.

Another giant-footed skeleton is on par with Luo Lan's strength, but his will and spirit are very weak. To put it bluntly, he has a low IQ and has to be commanded by the leader in person to carry out the mission, so he spends most of his time in the stronghold, guarding against attacks and sneak attacks in adjacent areas.

During the time when Luo Lan became the skeleton leader, the plain leader and on the other side of the border, a skeleton leader in the late recovery stage had already fought two battles, each with a victory or defeat. Luo Lan shined in the battle with skills and awareness beyond his peers, and reduced a lot of casualties for the plain chieftain, so he was very valued by it.

During the second battle, the opposing skeleton leader also notices Luo Lan, who is an undead with a hammer, with a thick and short body, and its strength is as high as the late stage of recovery.

The skeleton leader on the other side launched a surprise attack to deal with Luo Lan, the battlefield dark horse who had inflicted heavy casualties on his men. However, he was recognized by Luo Lan in advance, and used the rest of the undead to block the way slightly, and he had quickly returned to the plain.

Now the tall and thin Lord of the Plains entrusts him with any task, such as today's operation.

Thinking of this, Luo Lan clenched his fists and suppressed the deep dissatisfaction in his heart.

Because of his outstanding realization, not only attracted the attention of the leader of the plains, but also made it a little jealous, alert to the possible threat. Every time he hunted a new soul fire, the leader would first absorb half of it and then throw it to his men, and most of the results of Luo Lan's hunt went into the mouths of other undead.

In fact, this is not deliberately targeted by the Plains Chief, and other undead who have obtained soul fire are also dealt with in the same way. Because they have a low will, they are accustomed to obeying orders, and they are accustomed to this unwritten rule that the leader will be given half of it first, and they don't think about it so much at all, unlike Luo Lan, who has a clear will and has all kinds of emotions.

Of course, Luo Lan just buried these thoughts and emotions in his heart, after this period of time of getting along, he has gradually learned that hidden ability is a necessary means of survival, and deliberately shows his will higher than his peers, but not too amazing.

After walking for a while, Luo Lan suddenly had a premonition and no longer deliberately released his breath. Let the four skeletons behind hide as well, and direct them to approach from the other side.

After making arrangements, he pretended to be alone and walked out from behind the dunes, and saw a beast-shaped undead resting on the ground, with a pile of scattered bones beside him, as if he had just hunted.

Feeling a trace of unusual aura, the undead suddenly raised its head, revealing a narrow skull with an upper jaw, and the soul fire in its eye sockets was burning, it was the canine-shaped undead who framed Luo Lan to escape alone that day!

"You will pay for the despicable deeds of that day!"