Chapter Ninety-Three: Flickering

"I'm a good girl, it's a spectacular scene." Dongfang Yun looked at the thousands of undead in front of him, all of them emitting black light, majestic, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

However, thousands of undead still stood in line obediently, and there was no movement. Compared with the one just now, it is now horizontal and vertical, with the chest high and the head raised, which is simply a copy of the undead army.

This relieved Dongfang Yun, and he tentatively ordered: "All stand upright...... At ease...... Turn back ......"

The uncanny phenomenon appeared, no matter what orders Dongfang Yun gave them, the undead could obey them, and they did it quite neatly, and out of a thousand undead, only one or two stupid skeletons could interpret turning left as turning right. It seems that there are stupid people and there are stupid ghosts......

The hi-witted Oriental Yun gives all kinds of strange commands, such as sit-ups, such as push-ups, such as frog jumps...... Dongfang Yun, who couldn't stop the car, even asked the two skeletons to kiss him in front of him, because he was curious about how the skeletons did love......

There is a large group of loyal and obedient undead who can no longer be obedient, and Dongfang Yun's time is not so boring, but Li Weiqiang has been cultivating for too long, and he has been cultivating all day until the sun goes down, and there is no sign of waking up.

Dongfang Yun wanted to wake him up, because it was time to go back to the camp to eat, otherwise he would be worried by everyone, but seeing that the dark aura of Li Weiqiang's body was condensed, and the golden soul of the dragon god was dyed purple and black, and his momentum was gradually rising, Dongfang Yun knew that he had benefited a lot here, and after thinking about it, he ripped off a piece of cloth on his clothes, gathered it into words with the seven-colored rainbow of chaotic true qi, and wrote down a message. When he was in the Black Dragon Cave before, he also used this seven-colored light to color the gold coin, and he believed that Yueling could recognize this symbol at a glance.

Calling a skeleton that didn't look so stupid, Dongfang Yun drove the skeleton to the camp to deliver the letter, mainly to let everyone not worry.

After doing this, Dongfang Yun completely put his mind at ease, looking at the thousands of little brothers at his disposal, Dongfang Yun smiled, snapped his fingers, and suddenly thousands of undead used dark magic to make an eerie, but rhythmic melody: "You are my little apple, just like the most beautiful cloud in the sky, spring has come to the hillside full of flowers, and if you plant hope, you will reap ......"

Accompanied by the terrifying sounds of the undead, their bodies writhed rapidly, and they actually danced.

Thousands of undead sang the little apple in their mouths, and their bodies danced with it, such a wonderful picture made Dongfang Yun finally couldn't help it, and laughed, but it was a pity that he didn't see the dead souls, otherwise he would have let the dead souls accompany him.

One of the seven forbidden places in the Eastern Continent, a valley full of death and terror, stunned to make Dongfang Yun indecent, and turned into a dark version of the square dance brawl.

"Dark aura, it can actually be used to such an extent, a genius of the sky...... What a genius......"

A word of admiration in his ear made Dongfang Yun's spirit tighten, and he held the Netherworld Sword and slashed it horizontally, and when he made a move, he found that the person who appeared next to him was an evil middle-aged man with an evil face, a tall figure, and a black cloak on his back, but the sword had already been shot, how could he take it back, and he was about to cut it when he saw it, but the part that came into contact with the Nether Sword turned into a virtual body of black mist, and the Nether Sword seemed to have not cut anything, and directly cut an air.

The action of being too hard made Dongfang Yun take a few steps back tremblingly, and blurted out four words: "What the hell is this?" ”

When he asked this sentence, he didn't intend to hear the answer at all, but the evil middle-aged man replied directly: "This trick is called Phantom Transformation, which can transform any part of his body into a dark mist, and is immune to any attack. ”

"Huh?" Dongfang Yun's face changed, he was immune to any attack, and he had such a powerful skill, he looked this middle-aged man up and down, his mind turned sharply, and he quietly beckoned, thousands of undead were all ready to attack.

The middle-aged man noticed his movements and said with a smile: "We are not enemies, don't be nervous." ”

"You're not the undead of the Valley of Death?" Dongfang Yun asked subconsciously.

The middle-aged man said depressedly: "I didn't wash my face when I got up in the morning, where do I look like a zombie?" ”

"Hahaha, so you're also an adventurer?" The joke of the middle-aged man made Dongfang Yun feel good, but he did not let his guard down.

"Yes, one of the legendary seven forbidden places, known as the Valley of Death of the Hero's Tomb, in the life of an adventurer, if there is no memory of coming here, I am afraid that he will have regrets until death." The middle-aged man sighed.

Dongfang Yun looked around, and saw that the middle-aged man had no companions, so he put it down slightly, leaned against Li Weiqiang's side without a trace, and said: "Since you like to take risks, you can go in, with your silent appearance within three meters of me, with your ability to change spirits, maybe you can really deal with the danger inside." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head: "I didn't think about going in, I just wanted to see at the mouth of the valley." A hundred years ago, the continent's No. 1 Flowing Cloud Adventure Group was wiped out in the Valley of Death, with me? Unworthy. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Li Weiqiang, who was cultivating, and said slowly: "This is your friend?" ”

"No, it's my love."

Middle-aged man: "......"

"What do you think? Not my friend, can I guard him in this stinking place? I'm full. Dongfang Yun glanced at him, and at the same time secretly thought about how he came to his side silently just now, the keen perception of chaotic true qi, almost nothing can escape his unique perception.

"I can't imagine that the descendant of the Netherworld Brave is such a young man, and the vicissitudes of the world." The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh.

Dongfang Yun's gaze changed suddenly, and he clenched the Nether Sword, and at the same time prepared to wake up Li Weiqiang.

"You don't have to look at me like this, I don't have a ...... about the Netherworld Divine Technique" The middle-aged man glanced at the sword in Dongfang Yun's hand: "The Netherworld Divine Sword is not too interested, I am more interested in you." ”

"Me?" Dongfang Yun pondered the truth of his words,

"Southern Ancient Country, King of the Dark Night Starry Sky, Duoko, I haven't consulted this little brother yet." The middle-aged man asked politely.

"Eh, Dongfang Yun, his name is Li Weiqiang, hello." Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, besides, Dongfang Yun was not sure to win him, so he just responded casually, and at the same time secretly thought in his heart, Duoke? Are there many surnames......

Doko said: "I originally wanted to come to the Valley of Death to have a look, who would have thought that when I met such a talented young man, your manipulation of the dark aura can be described as unique. ”

The horse slapped loudly and brightly, Dongfang Yun couldn't help but be happy in his heart, and said with his chest straight: "General, the third in the world." The emperor burped, and the brave were crippled early. ”

Doko smiled bitterly, not expecting that this young man did not know what modesty was.