No one knew what was happening, their eyes only caught the moment when the girl's form began to flicker. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The next image that appeared in the eyes of those present was an undead person who was scattered to pieces as if it had been blown by a strong wind, and a silver-haired girl who stopped at the center of everyone's eyes as if she had teleported.

When the white undead tide suddenly appeared and engulfed the two assessors, Natsuhime had already realized that the events that had taken place in this graveyard were beyond the capabilities of everyone present except herself.

Natsuhime, who made such a judgment at that moment, didn't ink, and with just one move, he crushed the army of undead who swarmed in.

Xia Ji, who had completed this feat that ordinary people would never have accomplished, did not change her face, and ordered the rest of the people who participated in the assessment in a tone that could not be refused. "You all quit for me, and I'll take care of the rest alone, it's beyond your power. ”

The men stopped talking after seeing Xia Ji's unreasonable blow, and most of them left without saying a word, which was full of fear of death, or regret for their lack of strength, or other emotions, these are unknown, only that what appeared on their faces at this moment was the joy of escaping death.

But among them, there are also people who are emotionally unacceptable, such as the man who made things difficult for Xia Ji before, and after Xia Ji asked them to leave with a commanding tone, his face turned red because of complex emotions such as anger and jealousy.

"What qualifications do you have to order us?"

"It's not a command, and I'd rather you take it as advice. ”

"How do you prove that these skeletons weren't your pre-arranged tool to scare off our competitors?"

Xia Ji was stunned for a moment, and her naturally beautiful eyebrows, which had not been modified in any way, floated slightly.

"And what proof do you have that I arranged these skeletons in advance?"

The ......man was speechless.

"I'd like you to stay out of danger here, but it doesn't seem realistic to look at you. ”

The man's face became even more red, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence, "I'm going to stay and see what you want to do." ”

Xia Ji smiled helplessly, "Okay, then you can stay, just." ”

The girl's voice became a little eerie, "I'm going to die." ”

The man shuddered all over his body, "I'll protect myself." ”

"I hope so. Xia Ji didn't pay attention to the man anymore, and the rest of the competitors didn't stay like this man, they lifted the two dead competitors and left, and only after they left, did Xia Ji start to move.

However, it seems that there is no need for Natsuki to do it herself.

Through the walls of the smashed wooden house, the changes in the cemetery can be seen at a glance, and just after Natsuhime has eliminated the army of undead who broke into the wooden house, a huge cave slowly forms in the center of the cemetery, no, this description is not accurate, the cave is more like what it existed before, and now the dirt covering the entrance of the cave is slowly scattered, and the huge cave hidden under it is like a picture scroll in front of the eyes of the two of them. There are no words for a picture of hell more than hell for the scene in front of you, and in the vast passage that leads to the gates of hell is an army of the undead.

A fact was finally confirmed, after seeing the layout of such a design, the suspicion in Xia Ji's heart turned into a conviction, someone, no, something behind the scenes to operate these immortals, although it was not clear what his purpose was, but Xia Ji knew very well that there was only one thing he should do, and that was to destroy him.

"Stupid?" a deep voice appeared, and the fact that Natsuki was sure of finally happened.

It's just that for those words, Natsuhime frowned.

"The stupid person who messed with my plan, of course, is a stupid, and I don't understand who is a strong person, and he ran here to kill himself, what else can he be if he is not a stupid?" According to the source of the voice, Xia Ji finally caught his figure in the trend of the undead, a mage in a black robe, the existence that can still use magic after the god-given magic disappears, except for his own special case, it can only be the existence of sacrificing his soul to demons.

Xia Ji shrugged her shoulders and replied with a weak movement: "As soon as you come up, you call each other stupid three times, don't you know what etiquette is?"

"That's enough, the guy who disturbs my ritual can only die!" The black-robed man's injured black orb absorbed the darkness of the cemetery, and it seemed to emit a faint light, but the glimmer slowly stirred like a heartbeat, and finally became stronger.

Next, the mutation happened, and I thought that the black-robed mage would use an army of undead to deal with Xia Ji, but with the glimmer of the black ball, the undead fell one by one, and they turned into immobile corpses again.

What was this doing?

The earth began to tremble, and the earth shook more and more violently as the corpse of the undead was restored to its proper appearance, and then, a large, bone-white claw stretched out from the bottomless cavern.

"Hahahaha!"

The harsh laughter of the black-robed mage gave Natsuhime a headache.

"After receiving so many souls from me, you have finally come back to life!

Actually, a dragon, a dragon sealed in the graveyard of the Empire?

After a brief hesitation, realizing that it was a dragon that only existed in legends, Natsuhime immediately threw all of her energy into the battle that was about to take place.

Natsuhime took a step forward and cleanly dodged the attack of the dragon's claws that slapped at her, and with the strong wind set off by the claws, Natsuhime, with her beautiful long hair, rushed into the chest of the dragon made of bones.

Then, with the force injected into his whole body, he struck the dragon with a full swing of his fist.

To others, it looked more like a weak girl slapping a stone pillar that she couldn't shake, and the sneering black-robed mage was already convinced of his victory.

That confident smile froze in the next moment, and the dragon, which was more than ten meters high, flew out.

Then came the impact that shook the ground.

"What!"

The black-robed mage couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

How could the ancient dragon Wusu, who had spent a lot of energy and effort and even spent two months secretly holding rituals to resurrect, lose so simply, this is a meticulous masterpiece that he has spent years planning!

"Who are you? No, what are you?"