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The Black Dragon King, Hydra and Enchantress were in charge of the defense, Tuan Tuan was defending the Great Witch Terrace, and Yang Ling and the Corpse Witch King were in charge of attacking. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Under the fierce attack of the two of them, the army of the undead fell one by one. The Corpse Witch King absorbed a large number of souls through the Horn of Death, but compared to Yang Ling, who was holding a crystal skeleton, he was nothing more than a witch!

With the help of the Great Witch Stage, Yang Ling's soul alchemy was brought into full play, frantically refining the souls of the undead and the souls of the undead. If the army of the undead is as turbulent and dense as a tide, then Yang Ling, who is holding a crystal skeleton, is equivalent to a bottomless pit, absorbing the surging souls to his heart's content. Slowly, the soul crystals in his mind were shining, and a thick crystal mist was drummed out. The divine sense, which had been greatly weakened, was gradually restored, and the sensing ability increased accordingly.

With an earth-shattering roar, a bone dragon several hundred meters long appeared in front of the people. The hollow eyes were glowing green, and there were rows of sharp bone spurs on their backs, and the white bones were glowing with a hint of green light, which looked particularly hideous.

"Be careful, this is a tyrannosaurus that was at least a god-level in life!" Hydra King Hydra exclaimed loudly, raising his powerful tail. Although she was only a small mid-rank god beast in the entire huge Demon Beast plane, as a hydra that had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, she was extremely experienced, and she could see at a glance the strength of the bone dragon before her death.

In the Demonic Beast Plane, there are countless kinds of Demonic Beasts, and near the swamp where Hydra has lived for more than 100,000 years, there are almost thousands of large and small Demonic Beasts. Among them, there are Tyrannosaurus rexes that are rampant and domineering on the prairie. This kind of demonic beast with the surname of ferocious was born with the strength of a super-level demonic beast, basically without much cultivation, and has the strength of a lower-level god when he becomes an adult. After devouring the crystal nucleus of a large number of demonic beasts and comprehending the law of chaos and the law of strength, his strength became even more terrifying.

Tyrannosaurus!

Looking at the bone dragon with a body length of several hundred meters, and then looking at the dense undead behind it, the Black Dragon King and the Enchantress and the others turned pale and swallowed their saliva with difficulty. Under normal circumstances, the undead only act according to instinct, and their consciousness is weak, and their strength will be much lower than before their death. However, if a large number of undead are swallowed and mutated, it is difficult to say how strong it is. It may be the same as before death, or it may be greatly improved!

Unlike ordinary undead, the bone dragon led by the bone dragon has a ghostly glint in his eyes, and he is obviously a mutated guy!

"Death Ripple, die!" the Corpse Witch King took the lead and sent out a Death Ripple. After obtaining this legendary main artifact, he was ecstatic, and spent all day immersed himself in research, and found out a lot of mysteries. Not only did you kill a lot of zombies and skeletons, but you also harvested a lot of souls.

The speed of the death ripple was fast, enveloping the bone dragon like a wave, however, to everyone's surprise, the bone dragon's body suddenly glowed green. Death Ripple, which instantly kills a large number of zombies and revenants, does not seem to have any effect on it.

The bone dragon roared, leading many undead to pounce, and after a burst of awkward muttering, his eyes emitted a ray of green light, and the laser instantly pierced through the right palm of the Corpse Witch King. With a big mouth, he sent out a tornado to roll the horn of death over, trying to steal it for himself.

After becoming an undead, the bone dragon lost a large part of its consciousness, but it instinctively sensed the threat and power of the death horn. That earth-shattering aura of death has a fatal attraction to the undead!

Not good!

The bone dragon's movements were fast, and Yang Ling was shocked to see the Death Horn being rolled up by its wind magic. However, just as he was about to make a move, a violent soul fluctuation suddenly came from the Witch Tower space. With a move in his heart, he immediately summoned the anxious Horned Soul Snake out.

During this period of time, this little guy has known to devour a large amount of white mist and demonic beast crystal nuclei all day long, and then molted and evolved again and again in the Wu Tower space, turning from the original energy body into a flesh-and-blood little snake. Yang Ling had a hunch that the little guy's abnormality this time might have something to do with the powerful bone dragon.

After evolving many times, the speed of the Horned Soul Snake was far faster than before, and it slashed through the air like a teleportation, and swooped straight at the bone dragon not far away, bringing up a string of afterimages. Avoiding the green rays of the bone dragon, getting rid of the opponent's wind blade, he slammed into the bone dragon with a 'bang', and the tentacles on his head pierced the bones of the bone dragon like two awls.

In an instant, the bone dragon was shocked, and the wound was as black as poisoning, and it quickly spread to the whole body. The wind magic was forcibly interrupted, and the half-rolled Death Horn fell to the ground with a 'snap', and was picked up by the fast-moving Corpse Witch King.

"Huh, Soul Horn?" Look at the horned soul snake that is crawling around the bone dragon quickly, and look at the two small convex horns on its forehead, the Corpse Witch King screams.

The Horned Soul Serpent is the most mysterious beast in the undead plane, and no one knows where their nest is, nor does anyone know their habits. These guys are like ghosts that occasionally haunt the undead plane, and the dragon is nowhere to be wagged.

Legend has it that when they grow their horns, they will become the most terrifying beings in the plane of death. No matter how powerful the undead are, they can't be invisible in front of them, and no matter how powerful the undead are, they will become their prey if they are not careful, and the soul energy will be sucked away!

In a sense, the adult Horned Soul Serpent is simply the nemesis of all the undead!

Back then, after occasionally learning that a newborn horned soul snake had appeared near the territory, the Corpse Witch King immediately joined forces with several strong men to arrest it. Use the evil necromancy to refine it into a serpentine staff, greatly speeding up the speed and power of magic. Unexpectedly, after this little guy was collected by Yang Ling, he not only recovered from the energy body to his own body, but also grew the legendary soul horn in a short period of time.

Under the severe pain, the bone dragon rolled around on the ground, roared loudly, and slapped the horned soul snake on its body with one claw, eager to slap it into pulp! Unexpectedly, with a muffled sound of 'bang', the horned soul snake didn't shoot, but almost broke its ribs!

The Horned Soul Serpent is too fast, too cunning!

As a mutated tyrannosaurus, the bone dragon is powerful, but there is no way to take the horned soul snake that lingers like a fly, and it is as powerful as an elephant swatting a fly. Soon, it was covered in pitch black under the attack of the Horned Soul Snake, and its soul energy was draining as quickly as if it had encountered a pumping machine. Frightened, he instinctively and quickly retreated, trying to get rid of the terrifying Horned Soul Serpent.

"I just want to run now, it's too late!" Before the bone dragon could run a few steps, Yang Ling was instantly blessed with sixty-four times the gravity, and his speed slowed down suddenly, like a dying old turtle that couldn't take a step for half a day, as if he had a towering mountain on his back.

With a flick of its tail, the Horned Soul Snake swooped down on the bone dragon's head like lightning, spun like an electric drill, and crawled into it with a hole in the bone dragon's skull in the blink of an eye. Soon, the bone dragon screamed loudly, wailing loudly like killing a pig, and its limbs twitched like an electric shock. The struggle became weaker and weaker, the voice became lower and lower, and soon he lay motionless on the ground.

On the contrary, the Horned Soul Snake, which had devoured a large amount of soul energy, was full of energy, as if it had grown up in an instant, and after flicking its tail, it rushed to the next target. Although the speed of hunting the undead and the revenant is not as fast as Yang Ling, the soul witch, it is on par with the Corpse Witch King, which is shocking!

There were so many undead and undead souls pouring over that it made people wonder if this was a ruined castle or a huge cemetery! However, in the face of the powerful attacks of Yang Ling, the Horned Soul Snake, and the Corpse Witch King, no matter how many the number of undead were, they could not withstand the merciless slaughter.

After more than an hour, the passage was full of corpses of the undead, and there were fewer and fewer undead and undead souls pouring over!

"Let's go, keep going!"

Yang Ling put away the big witch platform and instructed the people to continue walking. This battle not only eliminated a large number of undead, but also absorbed an extremely considerable amount of soul energy. Originally, the sensing range in the castle was only a short dozen steps, but now it quickly recovered to more than a thousand steps, and its strength has increased by leaps and bounds! The call from the depths of the palace became clearer, and the tower-shaped imprint at the center of the eyebrows jumped faster and faster.

Who is calling out to himself?

Thinking about the lifelike five-clawed golden dragon on the city gate, and then thinking about the old witch's specious witchcraft, Yang Ling had a strong premonition in his heart, as if this dilapidated castle was the remnant of the ancient wizard he had been looking for. Surprised, he commanded the crowd to move quickly, through several ruined palaces, over long passages, and striding forward. Along the way, there were countless undead and revenants of all kinds, but perhaps because of the power of the people, no one dared to step forward and stand in the way, and flashed to the side from afar.

The further I went, the clearer the cordial call became, but the aura of the raging undead became stronger and stronger, as if there was some extremely terrible undead or revenant soul lurking. After the gust of wind, not to mention the enchantress, even the thick-skinned and thick-skinned Giant Ape King shivered with cold.

"Everyone be careful, no matter what accident happens, the distance between you and me must be within fifty steps!" Feeling the surging energy fluctuations in the air, Yang Ling's face was solemn and he slowed down cautiously. Under his command, everyone cautiously passed through a majestic palace, and looked at the majestic square that suddenly appeared in front of them, and they were all stunned for a moment.

Corpses, boundless corpses!

The majestic square was shrouded in a hazy white mist, with no end in sight, and all the corpses were densely packed at a glance. There are giant dragons with a body length of thousands of meters, there are demon wolves that are taller than a mountain when they lie down, and there are giant Beamon who is hideous

All kinds of corpses and wreckage are shocking, scattered in every corner of the square, and it is more like a hellish ancient battlefield than a large square!

(To be continued)