Chapter 578: The Old Slave of the Necromancer

A layer of sword fire is like a long red river.

A layer of sword fire is like a roaring wild dragon.

The last layer of sword fire is more like meteor fire hitting lava, and the churning flame liquid and raging flames are extremely destructive!

The invincible earth fairy also didn't realize that his earth spirit power had been deprived, and he wanted to call the ancient rocks around him to resist the powerful twilight flame of the sword spirit dragon. After being dead, it rolled all the surrounding corpses onto itself in the first time.

The corpses were clinging layer by layer like mud, and they were quickly reduced to ashes under the blazing flames. There are thousands of corpses here, and the Earth Immortal Ghost's eyeball is turning strangely like a peeled eyeball. , the corpse rolled into a thick mountain of corpses.

The mountain of corpses quickly turned into a sea of ​​flames, and those corpses were completely burned by the sword spirit dragon.

With such cremation, Jian Linglong has done a good deed and accumulated virtue, and did not let the bones of these crossbow arrow soldiers of the Da Zhou clan lie here and let the monsters trample on them.

"So there's a new guest here. If I'm not wrong, Nanxiong died at your hands?" A cold voice came over.

On those ancient pillars, a hunchbacked old man stood there at some unknown time. He was wearing simple clothes, with a thin figure, but his eyes were as sharp as eagles, and the smile on his face gave off an extremely hypocritical feeling.

Bad old man, very evil.

Zhu Minglang looked at the old man, then at the ghost, and found that they all had a similar hostility.

It seems that they have killed many people here, not only now, but also in the past.

"What's the name?" Zhu Minglang asked coldly.

"I'm just an old slave in this garden. I have served some land lords before, so my name doesn't matter. I'm not the type who insists on letting people die on Huangquan Road. After all, I have never seen someone like you. I have killed no less than a thousand young people as tall as the sky." The eagle-eyed old slave said with a bit of contempt.

"I asked your name because the next person who meets me, the first sentence he will say to me will probably be: The old slave in this garden died at your hands?" Zhu Minglang said the same. The tone was arrogant and contemptuous.

Mouth gun, who wouldn't?

With the old man's temperament, Zhu Minglang could vomit blood to death when everyone didn't use their abilities.

Of course, Zhu Minglang's words already had a certain degree of lethality, and the eyes of the eagle-eyed old slave became a little sinister.

"Do you know what my old man's divine power is?" asked the eagle-eyed old slave.

"I never care what other people's supernatural power is. It's stronger than it is, because it's not as strong as mine." When Zhu Minglang said these words, with a move? Line? Returned to Zhu Minglang's side.

The evil old slave's eyes became more and more fierce. At first, he was an eagle teasing his prey? Staring down at the ground rat running on the ground? Now he has turned into a hungry and mad vulture!

This is probably the charm of Zhu Minglang's language. A few words can change people's minds drastically.

"Take a good look at these corpses." The eagle-eyed old slave's eyes turned evil red? The evil light reflected the surrounding open space.

In the open space, there are countless corpses? Most of them are crossbow archers of the Dazhou clan? As the strange eyes swept over them, these dead crossbow archers slowly got up and picked up one by one. The crossbow arrows hit the ground, bowing like this old slave one by one? Even those eyes that should have been empty? They all emitted evil red light!

"Yin wizard??" Zhu Minglang was quite surprised.

It's actually a ghost master!

I don't know what this old thing has to do with those Yinling masters in Lihuagou.

This ghost master's cultivation is obviously much higher, he can even control more than 10,000 crossbow archers at once, as if as long as there are dead people in this area, they will all be used by him!

"Boy, you have seen some things in the world. Now that you know that I am a Yin mage? You should know that if you die at my hands, death is only the beginning of your pain!" The eagle-eyed old slave let out a strange laugh.

Seeing those dead crossbow archers get up? Zhu Minglang realized the importance of cremation. Fortunately, Jian Linglong had burned a batch before? Otherwise, it would be a whole 20,000 crossbow archers...

The people of the Da Zhou clan also had cerebral palsy to the extreme, sending Yin soldiers thousands of miles away.

"I'll deal with these corpses? You beheaded this old bastard." Nan Yusuo said to Zhu Minglang.

Like this kind of legion? It is really difficult to kill the sword spirit dragon? On the contrary, a strong dragon like the fire unicorn dragon will be the reaper of the corpse.

Zhu Minglang nodded.

Of course, what stood in front of them was not only the corpses of the crossbow soldiers, but also a fairy ghost with magic eyes. Although it was suppressed by Nuwalong, it seemed to have other evil spells. First release (www) m/.x81zw./com/

The fire unicorn dragon god horse is brave, it stepped out a path of flames, complemented the sword fire released by the sword spirit dragon, and instantly turned this ancient relic full of ghost spirits into a forest of fire!

Breathing out a mouthful of dragon's breath, the dragon's breath turned into a huge cloud of fire, and those crossbow corpses that were engulfed by the fire cloud were burned into a pile of ashes before they could shoot their crossbow arrows!

Hundreds of corpses with crossbow arrows were wiped out by the fire unicorn dragon, and Zhu Minglang followed the path that the fire unicorn dragon came out of to arrive at the eagle-eyed old slave.

It was directly a white sail sword wave!

After Zhu Minglang slashed this sword, the power of the sword was like a white sail standing upright, and it was drawn out rapidly, everything in the way was separated like the waves behind the boat!

The pillar where the old slave was was split into two, and the eagle-eyed old slave was covered with a layer of ghosts, which made him float like a ghost, making him look eerie.

Before the sword power arrived, he had already left the pillar and stood beside the ghost.噺⒏⑴The full text of the text is the fastest んττρs:/м.χ八⑴zщ.còм/

The ghost started to run on the ground, as fast as those patchwork bodies were flying towards Zhu Minglang, Zhu Minglang immediately stood up with his sword, avoiding the attack of the ghost.

"Step on the sword and nail the soul!"

With the same intention, Jian Linglong split into many ancient swords, and as Zhu Minglang lightly stepped on the hilt of the sword shadow under his feet, all the split ancient swords were nailed to the ground fiercely.

The distribution of the sword nails is like ancient characters, like a huge seal formed by a sword array, firmly nailing the earth fairy and ghost to Zhu Minglang's feet.

"Heavenly Fiend Dragon, the Underworld Lantern will serve you!"

A tail stretched out from the void strangely.

It quickly produced pale lightning-like energy, and poured it into the end of the tail. In an instant, the tail was lit up like a lantern, and the pale glow that radiated was melting the bodies of the immortals and ghosts, including the surrounding corpses. !