Before his vision could be restored, a fishy earthy smell had filled his nose. Downton ignored his nausea and opened all his defenses. He struggled and tried to get up. Ding Dian Novel,
"It's safe for now, don't worry!"
Homer radiation detection magic.
call!
Downton let out a long breath and lifted his combat-ready posture. It was as if he had been thrown into a meat grinder just now, with all the flesh and skin on his body about to be torn off and completely crushed to pieces.
"That's a single-body teleportation magic. According to my estimation, you should have been secretly branded when you passed through the exit of the secret realm of the Holy Mountain!"
Homer blames himself very much and feels that he has neglected his duty.
"where is this place?"
Downton endured the headache and opened his eyes for more than ten seconds before the blurred scenery gradually became clear.
"I don't know, but judging from the situation, it looks like a cemetery!" Homer debugged the war space, "Don't worry, there is no law to block it, and all supplies can be used!"
"It stinks!"
Downton looked around and found that there were always heavy dark clouds in the sky, and it seemed that heavy rain would fall at any time.
The light was very dark, and there was also a layer of mist. With Downton's eyesight, he could only see within a few hundred yards. The ground was covered with rotten soil, and some white maggots smelled the blood and were working hard towards Downton. Climbing on his feet.
This is a cemetery. All the scenery is gray and full of death, making people very uncomfortable.
"Are we still in the Western Continent?"
Downton flicked his fingers, and a white-gold halo exploded, covering a three hundred-yard radius. All the reptiles fled frantically as if they had encountered a natural enemy.
The shrill chirping of insects sounds like the wail of a dead person, which is horrifying.
"Definitely, if you want to teleport through the crystal wall system and reach other planes, you will need a lot of magic energy, which cannot be achieved by teleporting alone!"
Homer's expertise is unquestionable.
"I wonder what happened to Xia Luo and the others?" Downton was very worried, "Can you build a teleportation array to connect to the dungeon?"
"No, this cemetery is guarded by a powerful force of law. All coordinates are illusory and cannot be captured!"
Homer suggested, "You'd better capture a few natives and torture them for information!"
"Do you think there will be any living people in this place?"
Downton curled his lips. He didn't know how to go, so he simply threw a coin and decided. The only comfort was that Ba Kongxiao, as a sacred weapon, had a natural deterrent effect on the undead creatures in the cemetery.
A big dry tree stands on the wasteland. From those huge dead branches, you can imagine how lush it once was. However, except for a group of roosting crows, there are no longer any green leaves.
Gua! Gua!
The crows were making noisy noises, and Downton's figure was reflected in their black eyes. They flew up and chased after him.
"Bad luck, get out of here!"
Downton picked up a stone and threw it at it.
The crows dispersed in a hurry, and then gathered again, like a curse, the clouds lingered, especially the unpleasant cries, which were no different from the Death Talisman because it would attract undead creatures.
"I want to kill these guys!"
Downton clenched his fist.
"Forget it, how about getting angry with some crows? Besides, it has attracted intelligent undead souls, so we can capture them and torture them!"
Homer advised that it is better to be cautious in unknown places.
"it stink!"
As soon as Jackson stepped out of the war gate, he pinched his nose and looked around in disgust.
"You are an undead, why are you afraid of being dirty? Go check it out!"
Downton kicked Jackson. It is simply unreasonable that a ghoul who often eats brains and marrow has mysophobia.
"Ah? No, master, I am so weak. If I leave you, I will definitely be killed."
Upon hearing Downton's order, Jackson was dumbfounded and knelt down directly, hugging his calf and crying bitterly.
Downton suddenly had a black line on his forehead.
"Trash, if you don't go, I will tear you apart right now!"
Homer was furious.
Jackson knew that Homer was not joking, so he jumped up as if he had been stung by a scorpion and ran away without a trace.
Because they have signed a soul contract, two people can sense each other as long as they are within tens of thousands of yards, so Downton did not wait for Jackson and used the air dance technique to explore the path himself.
When it got dark, Downton still found nothing. Thinking that Elaine and the others might also be transported to this ghost place, he became irritable and wanted to kill someone!
"Oh yeah, today's dinner is in order!"
Behind a small hillside, a skeleton was lying on the ground. In its eye sockets were two green flames of life, which were burning with the excitement of finding prey.
After observing for a while, the skeleton started to move. It stood up, but after taking a few steps, its left ankle snapped and broke.
boom!
The skull fell to the ground head-on, and several ribs and half of the hand bones were shattered.
"oops!"
The skeleton screamed and immediately went to pick up the bones, but after jumping for a few steps, it suddenly stopped.
"Oops, such a loud noise will scare the prey away!"
After pausing for a few seconds to make sure that the prey had no reaction, the skeleton patted its chest reassuringly, and after a lot of effort, it finally picked up the bones and put them back in place. "Forget it, let's just crawl. I'm used to it anyway!"
"I'm so tired. Why don't I go back? I'm an undead soul anyway. I won't starve to death even if I don't eat for several months!"
After climbing less than a few dozen meters, the skeleton got discouraged and just lay on the ground, turned around in a circle, and was about to leave, "Huh? No, I'm ready to leave, why should I worry about disturbing the prey?"
Just thinking like this, the skeleton continued to crawl, and then hit something with a bang. It subconsciously reached out and touched a leg.
The warm body temperature came, making the skeleton stunned. He subconsciously raised his head and glanced, and saw the prey standing in front of him, overlooking him from a high position.
"Did this guy not activate his wisdom, or was he just a fool?"
Downton wanted to laugh. When this bone crawled, it made a clicking sound. Even a deaf person could hear it. It actually wanted to launch a sneak attack.
"You are my prey, stop, or I will kill you!"
The skeleton jumped up suddenly, and because the force was too strong, the kneecap snapped, and the whole person fell down again. The bones were scattered again.
"Did you see me running away?"
Looking at the skeleton hurriedly picking up bones, Downton kicked the ribs that fell to his feet.
"Thanks!"
The skeleton sat on the ground and installed the bones, then froze and said to himself, "No, why should I say thank you for dinner?"
"Do you dare to be more stupid?"
Homer was speechless.
"Stupid? I am a soul-level undead skeleton. Believe it or not, I can eat up all my flesh and blood in minutes?"
The skeleton bared its teeth and frightened Downton.
Downton's face was expressionless. The skeleton's frame was relatively thin, so we could estimate its age. It was no more than a teenager. There was no armor to cover it, and there were moldy green hairs on the bones. It looked like it was in a miserable state at first glance. It was wearing
The helmet must be a large size, because it often covers the eyes. The helmet edge must be pushed up frequently.
"Well, your death has come. The kind Lord Three Claws has decided to give you a choice, commit suicide or be tortured to death by me!"
The skeleton who calls himself Three Claws carries a round shield on his back and a broken and rusty scimitar, showing off his power towards Downton.
"I don't even choose!"
Downton said coldly.
"Well!"
Three Claws was dumbfounded, and just when it was thinking of saying something, there was a click, because the scimitar held in its right hand was too heavy, and the arm bone was broken directly, and what was even worse was that its left hand was touching behind its back.
As a result, I didn't hold on to the shield tightly and fell down with a bang, breaking my left leg.
"Oops, it fell again!"
Three Claws bent down to pick up bones, completely forgetting that there was Downton next to him.
Snapped!
The cheap god covered his eyes and couldn't bear to watch anymore. It was weird to be so stupid.
"Are there any undead nearby? Take me to find them!"
Downton has given up on interrogating for information. An idiot like this probably doesn't even know his own name.
"Why are you looking for them? Wait, you are my prey, don't run away!"
Sanzhao finally remembered, and hurriedly grabbed the scimitar. He took it with too much force, and the spine in his waist broke with a snap.
"where is this place?"
Downton frowned.
"The cemetery!"
Sanclaw's matter-of-fact tone made Downton want to kill it.
"Okay, how about you just accept death?"
The reassembled Three Claws brandished a scimitar and was about to kill Downton, but as if he had seen a ghost, he stared behind him, yelled "Ghost", turned around and ran away.
"Master, there is nothing, ah, skeleton!"
Jackson emerged from the thick fog. When he saw the three claws, he was startled. He turned around to avoid it. He must be a legendary strongman to stand in front of his powerful master. But after running a few steps, he saw that the opponent was also
Start running away.
Compared to his IQ, Jackson was cunning and immediately turned around, yelling and killing him.
call out!
A crossbow arrow shot out and passed between Sanclaw's ribs.
"Goddess, my life is so great!"
Three Claws was excited and scared, so he didn't pay attention and tripped over a stone. He fell out and fell apart.
Jackson easily walked back with his three-clawed head.
"Don't eat me! Don't eat me!"
The two rows of teeth of the three claws collided fiercely, almost frightening them to death. Undead creatures can become stronger by devouring their souls.
"Why aren't you afraid of me?"
Downton was puzzled.
"Why should I be afraid of your 'bread'?"
Sanzhao was also quite puzzled.
"bread?"
Downton was stunned.
"Yes, human beings are food to us undead souls."
The three-clawed expression is completely natural.
"I wasn't scared away!"
Downton pouted.
"That's because your legs are so scared that you can't even run away!"
Three Claws' brain-feeding ability is simply unrivaled, making Homer and the Cheap God burst into laughter.
"Idiot, my master is the generalissimo!"
Jackson and Yourong Yan's show off.
"What is the Generalissimo? Can it be eaten?"
Three Claws asked, "The most delicious meal I ever had was the brains of an earthworm, and it took me a week to catch it!"
"Master, I feel like my intelligence has been insulted!"
Jackson gritted his teeth.
"Forget it, let it go!"
Downton sighed, these skeletons were so miserable that they were eating earthworms.
"Where are you going? I'll show you the way. You can't go there, there's a big villain lurking there!"
Sanzhao definitely has a brain problem, or he may have been alone for too long and wants to find someone to chat with.
"How villainous?"
Jackson glanced at Downton.
"I will eat the soul of a skeleton in one meal!"
Sanzhao said, wiping his saliva with envy on his face.
"What kind of metrics are you talking about?"
Jackson swore that if he talked to this idiot again, he would slap himself a hundred times.
When Downton saw the big villain, he finally understood why Three Claws could survive. This guy was not even at the soul level. He was just lucky enough to have his wisdom turned on. With the power contained in his soul fire, even if it was
The great villain, a war-class skeleton, is too lazy to kill. Without it, the little energy consumed by killing him cannot be replenished by eating five three-claws.
"You are really a weakling!"
Jackson has long lost his status under Downton. Even the green goblins are more powerful than him. But now, he feels that his image is very high and he has enough capital to despise the Three Claws.
"Humanity?"
The big villain is depressed. Behind it are more than a hundred soul-level skeleton soldiers. According to the formation, it is indeed not small.
"where is this place?"
Downton gets straight to the point.
"Kill them!"
The big villain leads the charge, wielding a huge machete.
Downton made a fist with his left hand and shook it to the side.
"Run quickly!"
Three Claws grabbed Downton, turned around and ran away, but was stunned the next moment.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
More than a hundred magic fists, bigger than mammoths, fell from the sky, causing dust to fly and bones and debris to scatter everywhere.
When the dust settled, the big villain found that all the men he had accumulated for decades were dead, leaving only clusters of soul flames flickering on and off, and the ground around him had been smashed down several meters deep, so that it
Like standing on an isolated island.
Quack!
Three Claws and the Big Villain trembled at the same time, but the former was worse. After shaking for a few times, his knees shattered with a click.
"This...this is the dragon's cemetery, the home of the dead souls, and the forbidden land for living creatures!"
The big villain said it all in one breath.
"Dragon Tomb?"
Downton's eyes suddenly lit up. As the top of the food chain of monsters, the dragon is full of treasures. Even if it dies, the remaining dragon crystals and bones are also precious magic materials.
"What is the strongest undead here?"
Homer spoke up.
"They are two dracolichs. They guard this dragon's graveyard and will destroy all intruders."
When the big villain said this, his tone was full of awe.
"You'd better put away those greedy thoughts. Any race attaches great importance to bones, let alone the dragon race. I think there are definitely more than two dracolichs guarding the tomb here!"
As soon as Homer's voice fell, there was a huge dragon roar. In just a moment, a giant frost dragon broke through the thick fog and appeared in everyone's field of vision.
"Reptile, who allowed you to disturb the dragon clan's sleep?"
Flapping its wings and soaring in the sky, the dragon looked down at the ground and put on what he thought was the most handsome appearance.
"Should I make my voice hoarse a little more?"
The dragon was still pondering narcissistically when a dragon spear suddenly shot out from the reptile's hand like lightning and soared into the sky. (To be continued...)
