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Ye Xiao greeted the two level 10 masters, and was thinking in his heart, when he was about to fool the two masters of the Holy See to be his thugs, his heart suddenly moved, and his face showed a look of surprise.

Almost at the same time, in the direction of the main base, a cyan light rose into the sky, and the sharp breath seemed to be able to cut through people's skin, even if it was so far away, it was still shocking.

There is no doubt that this is the completion of the incubation and promotion of Zhao Yun by the Peerless Dragon!

At this time, Ye Xiao didn't care that the people of the Holy See were here, and immediately wanted to turn around and go back to the main base, but the moment he turned around, he stopped and looked at the direction of the main base with a look of expectation.

"Ye Xiao, what are you doing here?!Do you look down on the people of my Holy See?" Ophira looked at Ye Xiao dissatisfied, feeling that her self-esteem had been hurt again.

She finally invited two level 10 masters to help, but as soon as she finished the introduction, before she could be complacent, Ye Xiao turned around and ignored her. What does this mean?

Ophela's words woke Ye Xiao up, he glanced at Ophela lightly, and his face returned to calm: "It just so happens that I also have a subordinate to introduce to you." ”

Since the Peerless Dragon will hatch at this time, you might as well push the boat down the river to make a shining debut, and let the people of the Holy See see your strength.

With Ye Xiao's thoughts, in the direction of the main base, a clear long howl suddenly sounded, and the sound pierced through the clouds like a gun, and resounded in all directions in an instant.

Above the forest, a cyan gun-shaped phantom suddenly appeared, straight into the clouds, and the clouds in the air suddenly broke a hole, and the white clouds swung outward layer by layer like ripples, revealing the blue and clear sky.

Ophela's eyes widened sharply, her mouth slightly open, stunned by the sudden turn of events.

This momentum is too amazing, even compared to Uncle Rafite, it has to be a little stronger, at least it has to be level 10, right?

Saint Pastor Raffi had a smile on his face. At this time, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the place where the long whistle sounded, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

Ophira is only level 8, and the feeling is not deep. With his strength, he can clearly feel that special and sharp aura, which is the unparalleled battle intent that can only be tempered after countless baptisms of war. Even if he didn't see anyone, he could imagine it. This is definitely a peerless warrior who can dominate the battlefield!

Such a character, even the Holy See, which is full of masters, has only cultivated one in tens of thousands of years, but at that time, it was a ruthless character that even the Pope was afraid of.

This insect emperor has risen for such a short time, and he already has such a character under his command?

Beside Rafi, Master Dia, who had been standing silent, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, raised his head coldly. Looked in the direction of the main base. His hand holding the wooden staff tightened slightly, as if a wave flashed in his deep black eyes.

At this moment, a long howl came from far and near, and it was rapidly approaching their location.

Not long after, a blue light shot out from the forest and landed in front of Ye Xiao.

"The last general, Zhao Yun, see Your Majesty!"

Zhao Yun knelt in front of Ye Xiao on one knee with a spear in one hand, his long dark blue hair draped over his shoulders, and he was only wearing a simple white robe. There is quite an air of elegance and elegance. Because of the hurry, I couldn't help but wear no armor, and I didn't even tie my hair.

Even so, it couldn't hide Zhao Yun's sky-high fighting intent. Especially the pair of inky black sword eyebrows, the edge is compelling, and the eyes are so bright that they are almost blinding.

If you want to rest on the earth, this is a standard male god face, which can definitely make big girls and little daughters-in-law flock to it. And now, this man is on his knees before him. Dedicate all his body and mind to him as the supreme being.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Xiao was both moved and proud in her heart.

Zhao Yun's upgrade means that he not only has a second level 10 combat power, but also has the confidence to fight against the Lord of Death.

Looking down, the Zerg system immediately fed back Zhao Yun's situation to Ye Xiao.

"Peerless Dragon General Zhao Yun, current level: Flesh ~ Body Strength Level 10, Spiritual Power Level 9. Final Evolution Potential: ** Strength Level 22, Psychic Power Level 21. ”

Ye Xiao raised the corners of her mouth with satisfaction and patted Zhao Yun's shoulder: "Get up." Tie your hair up. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhao Yun leaned over to thank him, then stood up, tied up his long dark blue hair as he said, and the sharp momentum on his body slowly converged, and soon became calm, as if the person who was fighting just now was not him.

Ye Xiao glanced sideways at the three members of the Holy See who were surprised, and the smile on his face deepened: "What do you think of my subordinates?"

"The fighting spirit is soaring, and he is indeed a fierce general. His Majesty the Insect Emperor is really blessed to have such a good general. ”

Saint Pastor Rafi was the first to speak, and there was no lack of envy in his tone. However, there was more surprise and jealousy in his heart.

The Zerg has only risen for such a short time, and the Zerg Emperor already has such good generals under him, what will happen in the future?

Master Dia has returned to normal, he does not move, and the conversation of several people does not interject at all.

However, Ophela was somewhat unconvinced in his heart, feeling that there were more masters of the Holy See than the Zerg. However, at this time, she didn't dare to provoke Ye Xiao, so she still symbolically praised a few words.

Zhao Yun stood behind Ye Xiao, his expression barely changed, even if he was praised, he just hugged his fists slightly, looking neither humble nor arrogant, not shocked, making Ye Xiao feel more face-saving.

Now Ye Xiao has the queen on the left and Zhao Yun on the right, even in the face of the two level 10 masters of the Holy See, he is not scared at all, and his mentality is very relaxed.

And the three people of the Holy See, because of Zhao Yun's appearance, had their own thoughts in their hearts and showed some absent-mindedness.

Ye Xiao knew this in his heart, exchanged a few words, and then took them to Suotan City to settle down, and began to discuss how to deal with the Lord of Death.

When they arrived in Sotan, they inevitably encountered Adolf. When Adolf learned of their situation, he immediately said that he wanted to intervene, and the group went from six to seven.

While they were deliberating, something happened in Doan, the capital of the distant Ismanton Empire.

"Tata ~ Tata ~"

The dull sound of horses' hooves resounded through the streets, and teams of Death Knights galloped around the streets, chasing the fish that had slipped through the net.

Under the gloomy sky, a scream of pain rang out from time to time in the city of Doan, which was especially penetrating in the darkness, making people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

Without human traces, the city of Do'an seemed to become dilapidated in an instant, a dark aura rose from the corners of the city, and wisps of black smoke slowly drifted into the sky, which was the death breath condensed by the fear and despair of human beings when they were dying, making the already gloomy sky even darker.

Suddenly, as if attracted, the wisps of black smoke turned around in the air and slowly drifted towards the same location, which was where the former Asmanton Imperial Palace was located.

On the throne of the palace, the Lord of Death sat motionless, wisps of black smoke gathered from all directions, enveloping the body of the Lord of Death as if it had turned into a black cocoon of light.

Little by little, the black smoke seeped into the body of death, and with each bit of penetration, the breath of the Lord of death became slightly stronger. Time passed little by little, and the momentum of the Lord of Death skyrocketed.

The dilapidated curtains were windless, and on the empty hall, the undead guards were holding weapons in their hands, and there was a ghostly fire jumping in their eyes.

The faded walls and dome of the main hall seem to be covered with a layer of ash, and it looks gloomy and mysterious.

Suddenly, the black light on the throne burst into a cocoon, shattering into countless rays of light in an instant, and the inky black light exuded coldness, with an air of despair and staleness.

In the shining light, a hearty laugh suddenly sounded, and the powerful coercion spread out overwhelmingly, and with a sudden wave of a pale hand, all the black light instantly dissipated, revealing the Lord of Death in a black hooded robe on the throne.

"Haha~haha~ Finally reached level 11! Ye Xiao, your death time has arrived!"

The Lord of Death slowly closed his five fingers, clenched his fists tightly, feeling the power of the lost and regained, and his heart was intoxicated and resentful.

After breaking through the seal for so long, the army of the undead did their best to finally accumulate enough death qi to restore him to level 11. In order to recover to a higher level, you need more death breath, and you have to kill more humans!

It's all them, it's all those people, and he will be reduced to the point where he is today! When he recovers his strength, he will definitely take revenge one by one. Especially Ye Xiao and the Pope, if they don't tear them to pieces and extract their souls to torture for thousands of years, it is not enough to calm the hatred in his heart!

"Walsh, what's going on down there?"

The Lord of Death calmed down, the pale soul fire under his hood pulsed, and looked coldly out the door.

"My lord, all is well, nothing can stop the army of the undead. ”

Walsh, the winter ghost in the shape of a corpse of ice and snow, walked in through the doorway, and lay respectfully on the ground, his voice as low as a drum.

At this moment, a high-ranking skeleton soldier suddenly rushed into the hall, lying on the ground, his upper and lower teeth open and closed, as if saying something.

A moment later, the Lord of Death was furious, and slapped his palm out, smashing the skeleton soldier into pieces, and said angrily: "The army that went to the elves has been repulsed! It's a shame to lose the face of this seat! Walsh, you go, destroy the elves for me!"

"Yes, my lord. ”

Walsh, the winter ghost, took the order and slowly exited the main hall.

Seeing Walsh leaving, the Lord of Death turned his head to look in the direction of the Haigel Forest, and a cruel smile suddenly overflowed on his face: "Ye Xiao, I heard that the elven clan is also related to you, I want you to taste the taste of losing your love! There are also Muradick and Pachvik, they are the most powerful servants of this seat, and they will definitely not let you down! You just wait to beg for mercy in front of this seat!"

Ye Xiao, who was far away in Suotan City and was discussing tactics with others, suddenly shuddered, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: It can't be that the Lord of Death is cursing me, right?

...... (To be continued.) )