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Chapter 3288 3187: Dead Spirit Race

Chapter 3288 3187: Necrons

"These women are so disgusting."

After getting off the battle stage, Roland said with a hint of disgust: "I actually want to seduce you."

Luo Dian scratched his head and said: "This is the way of survival of the Jade Girl Sect, there is nothing to criticize."

Roland pouted and said, "Ning Cheng, there was a guy who winked at you just now."

Ning Cheng said: "I didn't pay attention and was knocked unconscious!"

"Hey, I just like how domineering you are!" Roland said.

Xiao Luo on the side said abruptly: "Aren't you just like them?"

Roland responded with a murderous look, and Ronaldinho immediately shut up and stopped talking.

"Get ready for battle. The opponent in the next battle will be more difficult to deal with." Luo Dian said solemnly.

"The opponents in the next battle are the Necrons." Luo Dian said, "This is the information about the Necrons."

Ning Cheng took the information and looked at it briefly.

"This undead tribe."

The information mentioned that this ethnic group did not originally exist. This ethnic group only appeared after the Jiuzun War, and the warriors came from various ethnic groups.

It's just that he failed in the process of shaping the path or practicing, and experienced life and death. From then on, he believed in the God of Death and gained the power of another evil god.

So I renamed myself as the undead, and wandering in the strange darkness is for the undead.

"These guys are a bit interesting." Ning Cheng commented.

Luo Dian continued: "Not only is it interesting, the fighting methods and cultivation methods of these guys are very weird. I heard that the great avenues released by the powerful undead gods in their tribe are also mutated and not traditional avenues."

Ning Cheng said: "This is understandable. After all, there are many races in the wilderness, and their cultivation methods and living habits are completely different."

"Yeah, take the time to adjust."

After a stick of incense.

After the first round of screening, the second round began immediately.

Ning Cheng, Luo Dian and others arrived at the new battle stage early.

Under the battle stage, the master of Shura Hall is already waiting here.

"Lord Hall Master? Why are you here?" Luo Dian stepped forward.

Lord Shura said with a smile: "The Empress said that you performed well and asked me to protect you from the side."

Luo Dian nodded, he knew that the Lord of the Shura Palace should have come because the people from the Necromancer Tribe came on stage.

The warriors of this ethnic group not only won the last game, but also killed all their opponents directly.

Although this is allowed at grand events, after all, if there is a fight, there will definitely be casualties.

"Be careful when you go up." The Lord of Shura Palace walked to Ning Cheng and said, "Ning Cheng, the Empress asked me to tell you, pay attention to the person in the lead. He has the strength close to the first echelon."

When Ning Cheng heard this, his eyes suddenly became hot and he said, "I understand!"

Lord Shura nodded and said: "Well, don't worry, I will pay attention to you down below. If you are defeated, I will take action to protect you."

The Lord of Shura Palace received the Empress's signal. Although it would violate the rules, Ning Cheng must be protected.

Ning Cheng naturally understood the thoughts of Lord Shura Hall, nodded with a smile and said, "Don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen."

"Let's go."

On the battlefield.

Five undead tribesmen wearing shabby black robes and skull masks on their faces are already waiting here.

Under the black robe, there are a large number of iron chains scattered, which looks a bit like a seducer.

Looking at Ning Cheng's attire, it seems that he has some characteristics of the Death God organization.

It seems that no matter which world we are in, this kind of crazy organization still exists.

When Ning Cheng and others walked onto the opposite platform, the cold iron chains made a clanking sound that was breathtaking.

"Asura tribe, Jie Jie, it's a bit interesting. I can finally catch a few good souls and go back to practice."

The stronger man in the lead shook the chain in his hand and said with a cold face: "Praise the God of Death!"

"Good guy" Ning Cheng heard what this guy said about praising the God of Death, and he immediately had a feeling. If Lin Ke and the others were brought to the wilderness, maybe the two existences close to the God of Death would collide with different sparks!

"Ready to fight!"

Luo Dian set up his formation, and Ning Cheng took the initiative to step forward.

The leader of the Necrons sneered and said, "Come in front of the captain, do you want to die?"

Before he finished speaking, Ning Cheng's figure had disappeared, and the fusion power of the four avenues punched out!

Before the leader of the Necromancer tribe could resist, he was knocked out of the ring by Ning Cheng's punch and hit the opposite fighting platform. The entire fighting platform instantly split into two halves, and smoke swept away!

The scene suddenly became silent.

Many spectators and true god experts who were watching the battle between the various parties turned their attention to this place.

"The Necrons were the first to be blasted out?"

"I remember that this person should be the strongest person in the Necromancer tribe, right? He was actually punched out?"

"Don't worry, the battle must have just begun! Although the punch just now was terrifying, it should not be able to kill the undead tribe's path shaping!"

Sky.

A throne made of crows and skeletons, surrounded by the will of death.

The person sitting on the throne is not a human being, but a black skeleton wearing a torn black robe.

This man is none other than the true god of the Undead tribe, the Undead Emperor!

"It's interesting."

The Undead Emperor made a slightly surprised sound.

Beside him, several true gods also spoke.

"Necrons, you Necrons have encountered a tough situation this time." A true god said mockingly.

"The Jiejie Shura clan is pretty good, much more powerful than your reindeer clan."

"What did you say!"

The true god who just spoke stood up, and the antlers on his head emitted pure white light.

"What? Don't you want the soul anymore?" The Undead Emperor also stood up.

"That's enough."

At this time, the voice of the Goddess appeared in the minds of the two of them.

The scene that was originally filled with the smell of gunpowder suddenly faded a bit.

The true god of the reindeer clan snorted and sat back on the throne. Their team battle had ended early due to the encounter with the undead clan.

"hey-hey."

The Undead Emperor let out a strange laugh and sat back on the throne again.

Although he is a true god who only emerged after the Great War of the Nine, this does not affect the terrifying reputation of the Undead Emperor!

The name of the Undead Emperor is also an absolutely taboo topic to discuss in the wilderness.

He turned his attention to the battle stage again.

The undead captain who was punched out by Ning Cheng just now has returned to the fighting stage.

Around him, the black mist from the black robe began to condense rapidly, and the strong wind blew, revealing his skeleton like a skeleton, and the iron chain in his hand was spinning at high speed.

"I have to say that the punch just now was indeed very strong. Your soul should be very powerful, right?" The undead captain sneered and said: "Only this kind of soul is worthy of being sacrificed to the God of Death by us!"
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