Great Demon King

Twelve giant pythons danced without wind and wind. The suffocating suffocation of mercury rushes into the central crypt. The liquid in the crypt is boiling like a hot oil, burning three evil knights and they are riding a thick smoke.

Han Shuo closed his eyes and sat across from the three evil knights. Spiritual power is like a torrent of mountain torrents, and the three evil knights are suppressed by the power of the contract. Because of their weak strength, the mounts under them have gradually stopped their struggles in vain.

Three huge bone spurs, do not live in front of Han Shuo. As long as Han Shuo's mental strength is relaxed, the evil knight seized the opportunity to be able to break the bones into Han Shuo's head. Han Shuo, who has concentrated attention, did not relax at all. Inextricably intertwined into an invisible Skynet. Slowly slap the resistance of the three evil knights a little bit.

There is no sunshine in the death cemetery. It is shrouded in dim light all year round, so there is no time concept. I don't know how long it took, the three spinners spurred on Han Shuo's head. Gradually no power. The same as the evil knight. Slowly poured into the central crypt.

Han Shuo's entire portrait is a deadly sculpture. He sits there with nowhere to live. The twelve giant pythons still swallow fiercely, all of them converge toward the central crypt, and have passed some days. The body of the three evil knights completely melted into the crypt. I can't see any traces.

at last. Han Shuo sighed with a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes. He said tiredly: "It’s **** tired!"

Just three evil knights and mounts under them. In the process of re-tempering the body. It caused huge problems for Han Shuo, and it seems that Han Shuo thought the same. It is impossible to use the magic power to transform the body of all undead creatures.

on the one hand. The material required to quench the flesh is too complicated and precious, if thousands of warrior zombie warriors come together one by one. Even if Han Shuo has little savings now, he can’t support it at all. It’s just three evil knights. It cost at least 100,000 gold coins. If there are hundreds of scorpion warriors and zombie warriors come one by one. Han Shuo is unable to achieve a bankruptcy.

on the other hand. Too many undead creatures spend so much time and effort on it over and over again. This vast project can take a very limited role. After all, the low-level existence of warriors and zombie warriors, even if they are not afraid of the magical light of the light system. They have a limited role to play. Han Shuo naturally would not be willing to waste time and massive gold coins on their land.

The evil knight is the most powerful undead creature that Han Shuo can summon to the land. The evil knights are already very high in the undead, and they can use their own fire-breathing horses to have great mobility. In addition, its own powerful armor is strong enough, an evil knight is even more difficult to deal with than the average human knight. With these three evil knights and their mounts fighting hard, Han Shuo must use his mental strength to suppress their resistance. Wait until Han Shuo can really summon the bones and the old corpse. It is certainly not possible to temper three out at a time, because the bones and the old corpse will resist more fiercely.

Stand up from the posture of the knees. Han Shuo’s mind moved to the devil’s head in the giant coffin, and whistling again into Han Shuo’s body. Since the three evil knights’ bodies have all disappeared into the crypt, Han Shuo did not use his own magic element. It is necessary to suppress the big battle.

Twelve devils are the result of Han Shuo's devil's realm when he was just married, using the huge suffocating enthusiasm in the original Yaoyao Valley. The energy of these twelve devils is strongly suffocating, and each demon head is made up of the fierce obstinacy of the last few souls. It is the refinement that is higher than the "cash". Devil's best material.

The last three refining "ghosts", now only one is left to use. Han Shuo deeply felt that a Yinmo can not control the overall situation. When he was in the advanced stage of the Devil Valley, Han Shuo deliberately kept those smashing scorpions together with twelve devils. Just waiting for the materials of the refining "Xuan Mou" to be completed, they will be refining them as "mysters" with the twelve devils as the basic materials.

Leave this area that is already running automatically. Han Shuo went to the area where he specialized in refining the "Yuan Mo" and "Yin Devil". He summoned the unearthed corpse to change the layout of the Yin Mou. Make the Yin Magic Cave gradually change into a mysterious cave that cultivates the "Xuan Mou". After the formation of the Dark Magic Cave, Han Shuo took out the same kind of materials in turn. They broke into the eyes of the mysterious caves.

When all this is done. After Han Shuo sent away the corpse of the corpse, he put in 12 drops of his own life in the sacred cave. The blood of this life hangs in the mysterious cave, and it doesn't stop. When the twelve devils came out of Han Shuo’s body. One person swallowed a drop of blood, and then the huge power of the sacred caves worked, and Han Shuo summoned hundreds of grievances. In addition, some souls were taken from the sorcerer's front. As a feed for the evolution of the twelve myths.

Han Shuo himself has only a small amount of magic power in his body. All infused into the mysterious cave. Good to maintain the normal operation of the mysterious cave. When the twelve devils in the Xuan Mo Cave began to scream and devour the use of grievances and sorrows, they were exhausted...

Han Shuo returned to the death cemetery.

Both arrays maintain normal operation. Han Shuo not only spent a lot of mental energy, but even the magic Yuan Li and his life blood has invested a lot. This is more than the last time he fought in the city of Brett and Jacques. The last time there was a small scorpion corpse corpse can help him. But this kind of refinement can only be done personally, so he is not tired.

Sitting down in the hall of the death cemetery, Han Shuo thought about it, took out the scepter and carefully stared at the tricolor scepter. I want to take a look at this secret time to secretly inspect the inside of the staff.

Wo Oufu, the undead master of the Scourge Church. And the lizard ancestor Dagasi seems to know some about the origins of the scorpion. This scorpion scorpion transformed from the Darkness is the opening key of the death cemetery, which must contain a lot of secrets.

Han Shuo’s time to get a staff is not too long. For the understanding of the scepter, it is only the increase of his undead magic, if the undead master Mago used to use the power of the scepter to rejuvenate. Han Shuo, I am afraid I can’t guess the shackles and these wonders.

"Hey, the staff, the staff. How many secrets do you hide?" The three-color skull was touched in the hand. Han Shuo muttered to himself.

Tired of Han Shuo’s spirit, it seems that he is feeling that he has been shrouded in the three colors of the scepter. In the groggy, Han Shuo seems to be constantly spinning. The colorful light quickly passed behind him in front of him. This feeling is like Han Shuo falling from a very high point. Falling toward an endless abyss.

When Han Shuo’s brain was dizzy and felt very uncomfortable, he suddenly felt a familiar atmosphere in his knowledge. The breath seemed to be in a certain area of ​​the endless abyss he had fallen. Following the familiarity with the stock, Han Shuo’s knowledge of the land is tightly entangled in the familiarity. Gradually sink into it.

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The endless black void in the distance. The surrounding is always shrouded in turbid gray, a group of gray bags. The black clouds are constantly rolling. The entire area is full of dead and horror.

More recently, all the places are swamps, or a tree with no leaves and only the trunk of the body. The undead creatures on the ridiculous land take a stiff foot to bring up the stiff body. The destination wanders in a space that will never die.

There is no alternate rotation of the sun, the moon, and the stars. There is no concept of time. The land is just desperate, lonely and desperate.

For a moment, Han Shuo thought that he was in the graveyard of death, because the sky and the death cemetery were so dark all the year round, but when a team of scorpions soared from the top of their heads. When the stagnation of the dead and the underground scorpions and zombies meet. Han Shucai suddenly realized that it was definitely not a death cemetery.

He clearly remembered not calling these low-level undead creatures in the graveyard of death, the next moment. Han Shuo suddenly felt that he was in a dream. When he thought about it, he found out that he did not have a body. Only pure consciousness is here, however. When Han Shuo tried to think about his own body, the depleted mentality gradually enveloped his consciousness. I saw that Han Shuo’s body grew like a plant from head to toe.

The left hand touched the right hand. The two hands clearly touched each other. But Han Shuo does not have any feeling of touching the skin, everything seems so strange. Han Shuo feels a little kind to everything around him. As for where is the kindness? Han Shuo can't feel it.

The dense undead suddenly rushed down from a huge bald mountain. These undead creatures are neatly arranged in groups, the front is the warriors and zombie warriors, the back is the archer and the row of gargoyles. There are two evil knights in the future.

These undead creatures have three or four thousand. But most of them are scorpion warriors zombie warriors ghouls, a small part of abhorrent warriors and evil knights. After rushing down from the Bald Mountain, it rushed directly into a steep canyon.

Han Shuo's body and consciousness fluttered and slowly moved to the canyon. At this place, Han Shuo discovered that there were also a lot of undead creatures in the canyon. A large number of undead creatures are fighting together. Use the body claws to twist and bite, do not know the pain and do not know the retreat. The scene is extremely magnificent.

Once the weak undead is completely destroyed, such as the low-level existence of the warrior zombie warrior. Their soul power will dissipate immediately, but start with a higher level of abominable warriors once they are destroyed. The power of the soul does not immediately dissipate. At this time, there will be undead creatures vie for his little soul power. Grow yourself after swallowing.

Among the undead creatures madly killing each other, a mummy with a height of five meters. He was covered in a strip of corrosive white cloth, and slowly stood up from the depths of the canyon. This mummy lord is like the leader of the undead in the canyon. He stood up from the depths of the ground. There was a huge death storm in the body.

I saw those undead creatures rushing down from the top of the bald mountain. Once they were smashed by the death storm, they became fly ash. The white cloth that chilled his body flew out like a sharp weapon, and the hostile undead creatures were all broken apart. Only one of the evil knights who had come down had waved the bones and blocked them, driving the fire-breathing horses underneath.

The mummy lord ranks higher than the evil knight in the undead. The difference between the battles of undead creatures is one level, which means there is no suspense. Unless there are ten evil knights coming together to attack the mummy lords. Otherwise the separate evil knight faces the mummy lord. It’s always a dead end.

After the mummy lord emerged from the depths of the earth, the undead creatures rushing down from the top of the bald mountain were killed by his death storm, just for a while. More than seven hundred undead creatures were turned into fly ash.

"The squatting presence on the top of the mountain, accept the challenge of my mummy lord Farouri. The squatting mountain is not the height you can bear, let me give up that territory!" A huge spiritual power, It swept across the entire area, and the mummy lord Faruri snarled at the hustle and bustle of the mountains.

"My Lord is majestic. The humble mummies are invading." The one retired from the evil knight. Riding a fire-breathing horse and calmly screaming.

With his screaming drink. In the surrounding of the canyon, the sound of rock and roll was violently heard. I saw that Han Shuo was familiar with the incomparable wooden armor and the corpse of the fire. Flying from the valleys on both sides.

Above the vast, bald mountain, a huge shadow swooped down. It’s a mysterious creature that is covered with knives and thorns. The bone knife on the top is a three-meter-long spear-shaped bone spear. Seven bone spurs stand upside down on the back.

Riding a small uncle who landed on a huge undead, a savage sigh of relief shrouded the audience.

"The humble mummy lord. My territory is that you can touch the ground. Today, not only will your soul be shattered, but also the mummies of the north side will be subject to my reign." Xiao Yan’s thoughts flashed out like a mountain torrent. It is completely out of proportion with his tiny body.

"My Lord is majestic. It will be commanding the darkness." The evil knight who had previously answered. Flying from the top of the fire-breathing horse to the ground. The little donkey who swooped down to the top of his head bowed down and looked solemn and sincere.

The mummified lord Faruri, the first time I saw this rumor, was very violently mutated. The power that erupted from Otaru instantly made Faruri feel terrible. There is also a fire and a war horse underneath almost a fire corpse of two fireballs. The hot, hot, hot, mummified lord, Farouri, was very uncomfortable.

Suddenly. Faruri felt that this time he seemed to be in a trap. In this world, I have lived for many years, the mummy lord Faruri. No more than the usual undead, he already has true wisdom.

Faruri, who came out from the depths of the earth. When it is not good to sense. Trying to return to the depths of the ground again, it is at this time. Originally soft, the earth suddenly became as hard as a stone, when the mummies Lord Farouri panicked. The scorpion of the scorpion slowly floated out of the earth. Grinning at Farouri. He said: "Can't run away?"

Just now the monarchy of the mummy, Farouri, suddenly found that there is no way to go to heaven. An angry shout: "Despicable existence. You are too insidious."

Xiao Yan did not pay attention to him. Under the body, the undead creatures rushed to the mummy lord Faruri, and the three-meter-long bone spear was lifted. The huge dead air around them all rushed into the bone spear. After the bone spear **** a huge dead air, the momentum is as thick as a mountain. When Farouri roared, he stabbed him.

Farri's body coverings fluttered. Like a sharp weapon, he also smashed his men around him. However, when the small bone spear fell, he tore his body cloth, and a spear barrel broke his chest and abdomen. The whole person was nailed to the ground.

"Submission, otherwise die!" Xiao Yan huge breath. Suddenly covered the bones of the mummified lord Farouri nailed to the ground, and shouted coolly.

The mummified lord of the mummies, Faruri, was stunned by the bone spear. After a screaming scream, he finally succumbed to the savage savage, and honestly lowered his head against Xiaoyan, saying: "My mummy lord Fururi surrendered, my lord."

There was no rush to immediately remove the bone spear that was inserted into the mummy lord. The small left handed the left hand and drew a contract mark on the dim sky, let the mummy lord surrender a pure imprint in his soul, which is not the mummy lord. Stinging. A bone spear that will be inserted into him will be taken off and turned around and said: "Go back to the mountain!"

After the formation of the unequal master slave contract. The mummy lord did not have any room for resistance, and the stiff body slowly climbed from the ground, and followed the slow pace to follow the corpse of the corpse. Going to the bald mountain.

Han Shuo’s heart, which clearly sees everything, is filled with unspeakable surprises. At this time, Han Shuo finally understood where he had arrived. This is the time and space of the undead.

Han Shuo did not think that these little guys, Xiaoyan and Tujia, had a huge team in the outside world. It seems that it seems to be mixed very well. No wonder the last time the body corpse said that there was nothing to let him go back. From this battle, it seems that Xiaoyan took the corpse of the corpse and the corpse. There should be a great aggression in the outside world.

The mummies are undead at the level of the Lord. It is a high-level existence that can only be summoned by the Undead Magi. Xiao Yan dealt with this mummy lord with a spear. It is fully proved that today's Xiaoyan rank is higher than the mummy lord, which Han Shuo did not think of.

When the mummy lord was conquered by Xiao Xiao, Han Shuo suddenly panicked. He suddenly remembered not knowing how to return to the Qiu continent. In this space, there will always be only a scary and dead space, and there are no people and things that Han Shuo is familiar with.

If you can only stay in this strange place with this kind of consciousness. For Han Shuo, it is simply a torture. Now even the body is made up of Han Shuo, which is not only unable to enjoy everything, but also can not display any magical power, which is extremely unfavorable to Han Shuo.

Seeing Xiaoyan flying toward the Bald Mountain, Han Shuo kept screaming and trying to get in touch with Xiaoyan. In the process, a stinging spread to Han Shuo’s body. This kind of pain made Han Shuo's tough nerves unbearable. Consciousness gradually dissipated.

Together with the corpse of the corpse, the corpse of the corpse, and the corpse of the corpse, went to the ground and went to the ground to squat, and suddenly stunned. I looked at the area where Han Shuo consciousness disappeared. Suddenly riding the flying undead monster flew to the area where Han Shuo was just aware of it. The purple magic eyes are full of doubts.

The corpse of the corpse of the corpse is three strange creatures. Drive the fire horses underneath, and cross the layers of undead army. Standing next to Xiao Yan. One of the corpses asked: "What?"

"Father has been here." Xiao Yan only had two holes in the nose and bones, and he moved. He had three strange and undead creatures on the body.

"How can the father get here, this is our world!" The corpse of the corpse looked at the little cockroach. Inquired inexplicably.

"I don't know, but I just felt the connection between my father and me. He just was here!" Xiao Yan’s three-meter bone swayed and the edge of the bone spear stayed in the area where Han Shuo’s consciousness stayed. "Just here, you sniff carefully. You can smell the smell of your father."

Let Xiaoxiao say this. The three undead creatures are all close to the area. Among them, the wooden corpse corpse stunned and shook his head. The two guys who had not fully evolved their sense of consciousness were still able to rely on Xiaoyan’s thinking. Only the corpse had taken a few breaths. It seems to really smell the taste of Han Shuo. Shaking his head and replied: "Yes. The father has really been here!"

"Go back to the mountain, my father has left, and we will conquer the land of Farouri later." Xiao Yan said this. Then he rode the undead creature to the sky. All the way whistling to the vast mountains and fell.

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Like being hit by the lightning by the brain. Han Shuo was a cleverman. After falling from the air, I was covered in cold sweat. A look of heart and soul.

The scepter who had been held in his hand. In this process, I lost my hand. On the stone floor of the bright and dead death cemetery, a "jingle" sound was heard, and there was no change in the squatting scepter, but Han Shuo knew where the scepter had just taken him.

Han Shuo was shocked by the journey of death and strangeness. Han Shuo’s fear is not the existence and fighting of the outside world. He is only afraid that he will not be able to return to this strange continent from that strange country. In the undead land, Han Shuo’s existence is the power of God, but his body remains. On the mainland of Chio.

For a magician like Han Shuo. The physical role is very large. Without the physical strength, many forces will not be available. If you can never return from that area, it will be a torture for Han Shuo in the face of death and death.

Han Shuo, who is used to the world's colorful colors. For the gray and white of monotonous monotony, it can't adapt, let alone the world's Han Shuo woman friends, these are the same flesh-and-blood humans as Han Shuo, not the aliens such as bones or carrion.

"Good insurance, this scepter is really weird, but it is finally sent me back. Otherwise I will be ruined in this life." Han Shuo said to himself for a while. This will return the line of sight to the top of the staff. Inside the brain, I thought hard about how I crossed the horizon. Come to the space with consciousness.

but. After thinking about it for a while, Han Shuo still didn't know how he used the scepter to do it. Shaking his head Han Shuo no longer continued to think about this problem, but remembered the magical performance of Xiao Xiao in that space. Han Shuo intends to immediately use the scepter to summon the scorpion to see. But when I think of the changes in the previous staff, I have some thoughts, and I temporarily gave up the idea of ​​letting Xiao Xiao fall to this plane.

"I didn't expect Xiao Yan to mix so well. It seems that I am more than a fork in the Chio mainland. When did this guy become so powerful?" Han Shuo couldn't help but sigh. Recalling that the undead creatures had come to this plane before, some low-level expressions of fear of Xiaoyan, finally realized what was going on. www.ptwxz.com