"If the power of death reaches 3,000, you can learn skills, and if the host learns it"

"Let's learn" is finally enough to learn new skills, decisive learning is the king, Zhou Liang can see it, skeleton soldiers are also scum can only be led out to pretend to be forced, or the power of the individual can better survive.

"You can learn a new skill, Combat System: Level 1 Bone Spike (Elementary), summon a small area of bone spikes from the ground to attack the enemy.

Curse System: Level 1 Aging (Intermediate), casts a permanent curse on the target, causing it to age faster. Note: This skill does not work against undead mobs. Zhou Liang looked at the attention behind him, how uncomfortable he looked, and finally a mid-level skill appeared that was still ineffective against the undead, the key is that there is no thing near here that is not an undead.

But I didn't think about anything, I chose the bone spike decisively, it's not that I don't want to select intermediate skills, even if it's useless, after all, I can be happy if I put it in the skill column and look at it, the key is that there is no money, and poverty limits Zhou Liang's choice.

Gambling began the lottery that must be won.,Although I don't learn aging skills now.,Skills can be learned at any time.,But it's good to not have it now.。

"Dididi" The familiar voice of the pit daddy slot machine sounded at this time, a burst of golden light flashed, and Zhou Liang immediately straightened his waist, "This is shipped"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining material items, the feathers of the fallen angels" Before the Tower of Death finished speaking, Zhou Liang immediately checked it, the pitch-black feathers were almost as long as Zhou Liang's forearms, and they still shone with a dark luster in this gray weather.

"Fallen Angel's Feathers: Can Be Used to Craft Slaves"

"Yo, now you can try that thing that has been dusted for a long time, is this to make me a fallen angel to play? I don't know which world Satan is chic, if I know if I get a fallen angel as a slave, will I bring someone to cut me" Zhou Liangyi lewd a fallen angel to bring himself tea and pour water, hehe laughed lewdly.

"It's not my style to strike while the iron is hot at this time" Looking at the slot machine in front of him that has not disappeared, Zhou Liang, who owes his hand, started clicking on it, and it was still the sound of Dididi, but this time the time seemed to be a bit long, and before Zhou Liang could think about why he hadn't stopped, there was another flash of golden light.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the material item, the sharp horn of the demon" Zhou Liang was stunned and looked at the curved sharp horn of his left hand, curled like a sheep, if it was straight, it should be very long, almost as long as an adult's arm.

"Demon's Horn: Can be used to craft minions"

"Why am I so poor, after the double flash shipment, there is no money to draw at this time, obviously today's European gas is bursting, I feel that I have lost 100 million" sighed and couldn't put it down, thinking about a better life in the future, before Zhou Liang could recover from his happiness, the Skull Mountain in the distance began to shake.

The skeletons on the mountain slid down like an avalanche, and near Skull Mountain, countless skeletons crawled out of the ground, as if the undead who had been sleeping for a long time were suddenly awakened.

Wait, it's not like this, it's just that he was woken up by a ruthless man surnamed Zhou with an iron head, and from a distance, there are no less than dozens of skeleton generals, and there are things that seem to be more ruthless than the skeleton generals standing there, slowly kneeling towards Skull Mountain, no matter how many skeletons on the mountain smash into themselves, not a single skeleton is moving. It was like welcoming his own king from his slumber, and there were more and more skeletons around, and at first glance there were no less than tens of thousands, and there were many more slowly crawling out.

"It's not good, run, run, the house is going to fall" Zhou Liang now knows what brand of hornet's nest he has stabbed, and his small body is estimated to be not enough for people to touch, it is obvious that this map is not a place where he should break into such a budding place.

With the ground like an eight-magnitude earthquake, Zhou Liang led his five hundred little brothers to run without looking back, as the earthquake weakened, Zhou Liang looked back at the big heart, and saw that a huge altar appeared in the place where it should have been a tall dry bone mountain, and there was only a tall throne made of white bones on the altar, and a skeleton holding a golden scepter was sitting on it, and the black hole hole was shining with golden flames in its eyes. Zhou Liang, who looked back, saw that the skeleton with extraordinary momentum seemed to be looking at him, and his hairs stood up in an instant, and before he could turn around and continue running, he saw that the skeleton slowly raised it with the hand that did not hold the scepter and pointed in his direction.

The skeleton collective skull on the ground, which was still kneeling towards the Skeleton King, turned one hundred and eighty degrees to look at Zhou Liang, who was running for his life, and at this time Zhou Liang wanted to say: Sorry, excuse me, I was just passing by. It's a pity that no skeleton was willing to give him such a chance to explain, and the 10,000 or so skeletons closest to Zhou Liang turned around and chased after him.

The moment he turned around, Zhou Liang also saw that these skeletons chasing him were even riding white bone war horses, isn't this a joke, everyone runs with two legs, I run in front, why can you use four legs to chase behind. The point is that he also saw at least three skeleton generals in those 10,000 pursuers.

Just running like this, Zhou Liang felt that his lungs were about to explode, but the pursuers were getting closer and closer, and in a trance Zhou Liang also heard a sound that seemed to be a dragon's groan, looking in the direction of the skeleton on the throne from a distance, several tall bone dragons were slowly flying, and the bone wings were spread out as if they were covering the sky and the sun, wandering back and forth on the throne.

"As for playing with your life like this, don't you just kill you a skeleton general, you still have so many, I died a bunch of skeletons, once I went back to before the liberation, did I say anything, it's all small money" Zhou Liang gasped and didn't forget to complain about the cautious Skeleton King, "I can't do this anymore, otherwise my little life as the Lord of Death is estimated to be explained here" Turning his head to look at the five hundred warriors who followed him from birth to death, Zhou Liang ordered them to break off with tears in his eyes. I will avenge you, Skeletron, you destroy the army I built with my hard work and small money, and I am inseparable from you."

The five hundred warriors stopped and turned to meet the enemy, at this time Zhou Liang looked back while running, and saw that the five hundred warriors actually saw a hint of Sparta. To be honest, Zhou Liang didn't have any feelings for these skeletons, if not every one of them needed his death power to grow, they would be gone, but at this time, watching them face dozens of times their own enemies, they still insisted on standing there, drowning in an army like the ocean just to let themselves escape, it was still unspeakably uncomfortable.

The melee skeletons blocking the enemy in front were shattered by the cavalry skeletons with a single charge, the archer skeletons still stubbornly shot the last bone arrow before the long knife swung to death, and the green storm appeared in the army behind, rolling up countless enemies and successfully blocking them. There was no shouting in the battle of the skeleton army, and even the sound was not very loud, and Zhou Liang couldn't run far before he could hear the sound. It was as if the five hundred warriors were all dead, but there was no skeleton behind him to catch up with Zhou Liang, who was running.

Returning to the Tower of Death, Zhou Liang sat silently on the throne that belonged to him, closed his eyes and gasped slightly, as if he was calming the fear in his heart and as if he was wondering if anyone from the five hundred warriors could come back.

I don't know how long it took, a clicking sound suddenly sounded in the silent hall, this voice Zhou Liang is very familiar, basically can be heard every day, this is the sound of the skeleton walking in the hall, slowly opened his eyes Zhou Liang saw a familiar skeleton walked in, that was the Praetorian Guard he chose, a only sixth-level melee skeleton soldier, because he was particularly thin but still became the first melee sixth-level soldier, so he was impressed, Zhou Liang kept him by his side.

At this time, this skeleton covered in scratches, who had just fought the battle, slowly walked to the throne and knelt on one knee towards Zhou Liang, who was sitting on the throne, his skull drooped slightly, and the "master" did not have too many words and no emotional tone, but it was the first skeleton that could only talk to Zhou Liang, in this gray world full of bones, the person sitting on the throne instantly blurred his eyes.

"Bone Warlord (Level 7), only the skeleton of a Hundred Warriors can evolve into a Bone Warlord, cherish him, he will fight for you"