"I really want to know what kind of effort you have put in!"

At this moment, a thick voice came, followed by the thick door of the "Bone Emperor Palace" slowly opened, and the black warrior Moorris walked in. Bath*)

"Morris is you? Why are you here? Where are you?" The moment when Colelor saw that guy, a hint of panic appeared in his scorching eyes.

Is he back? My plan failed?

"Master? Of course he is in the Tianyuan Society. I only specially cleaned up your return," Moorris stood not far in front of Cole Lore, looking at him coldly.

"You're the only one who comes back?" When Colelor heard this, he calmed down, his eyes narrowed, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Who do you think you are? I'm enough to deal with you!" Moores looked at the guy in front of him indifferently, and a terrifying aura that belonged to the second-level demigod gradually surged out of his body.

On the other side, after a moment of silence, Colelor gradually laughed out loud. The laughter was full of rampantness and pride, and a hint of relief.

"You are just a second-level demigod intermediate black warrior who wants to compete with me?" Colelor's laughter gradually subsided, and he looked at Morris coldly, his squinting eyes with a hint of disdain.

"You are old Huangsheng, intermediate undead, I'm not there!" A terrifying pressure of a high-level undead was surging at this time, powerful and terrifying. Sweeping all over the world, Collore's gaze gradually became cold, and his face also darkened a little. "I didn't even notice any clues about such a thing. It seems that that guy is as at ease to me as he doesn't show."

"Do you think your thoughts can be hidden from your lord? You kill someone with a knife. You really think your lord doesn't know. You really think you keep your lord in the dark? In fact, you are the one who is really kept in the dark!" Moorris looked at Korlore disdainfully and sarcastically.

"How to say it? Everything I have done for four hundred years has been a ridiculous farce." Korlore's face was gloomy and terrible, and his voice was also extremely heavy.

"Do you think that ridiculous action can be hidden from the lord? You are secretly colluding with Tianyuanhui? You are so ridiculous. Even if you are lucky enough to succeed, Tianyuanhui will let you go?" Moores looked sarcastic.

"Wait a minute!" The little girl on the side suddenly shouted, with her big eyes wide open. This time she was not dissatisfied or shocked, but she was covered with a pitiful grievance: "Why don't I know? You bully me!"

"Uh," Moores was speechless and looked embarrassed. Fortunately, at this moment, Korlore, whose face was so gloomy that it could drip water, relieved him of the siege: "Even if that's the case, do you think you can do anything to me? So what about the advanced undead? You are still a humble existence in front of me, so what about being a second-level demigod? In this Holy City of Fengdu, I want you to die, can you resist?"

Korlore said, in the Bone Emperor Hall, the walls that had previously exuded a mighty momentum, one by one, a series of originally thin and invisible imprints flowed with terrifying lines. In the blink of an eye, dense purple-green colors, and a knife light that seemed to be able to cut off everything appeared, pointing directly at Moorris, with a terrifying momentum and irresistible.

"This holy city was completely formed under the supervision of our Lich clan. Apart from him, I can also control it. Kill you a mere second-level demigod existence without any effort!" The sword lights were everywhere in the palace, and Korlore seemed to have picked up a lot of confidence, and his posture once again showed some arrogant arrogance.

"Don't you doubt how I came in?" Morris looked at him coldly. Even though he knew that the sword light moved, he would not have any room for resistance, and he was still not afraid.

"What did you say?" There was a hint of panic on Colelor's face.

"He said that it is not only you and your lord, but also me who can control the magic circle of the Holy City!" At this time, a gentle voice slowly came out. His direction was right behind Korlore, beside Vilia. What's even more amazing is that this guy's identity is actually the existence of the Lich clan, second only to Korlore, and Lich Colmos.

"Is Colmos you? You actually betray me?" Collore's face changed drastically, his voice became sharp, and he felt a little scared.

"It's not me who betrayed you, it's you who betrayed the entire Lich clan!" Colmos and Korlore looked at each other without any timidity, because to him, it seemed that he was the one who stood on the moral commanding heights.

"What did you say? What did you say, you traitor?" Korlore's face suddenly became extremely ferocious. For four hundred years, he worked hard to manage the entire Lich tribe for four hundred years. At this time, the existence of the Lich clan actually betrayed him and said in a noble way that he betrayed him because of the Lich clan he betrayed.

In this case, Korlore will find it ridiculous and incredible no matter how he hears it.

At this time, figures fell silently, surrounding Korlore. The strength of these figures was mostly legendary ninth level existence, among which there were more than a dozen of them, the first-level demigods, and their strength was terrifying, but what was really shocked was the identities of these guys, and they were all lichs.

Korlore was also stunned at this time: "When, when did my Lich clan have so many demigod first-level existences that I don't know about? When did you start betray me? Say!"

His face was ferocious, his aura was fierce, but he could not hide the trace of decadence from the depths of his heart.

"Korlore, I said, it was not our betrayal of you, it was you who betrayed us. I have secretly advised you more than once that the tribe members have adapted to their current life, it was you, and it was you who made us adapt. You said that under the leadership of our lord, we can achieve glory.

Over the past four hundred years, we have gradually believed and adapted. The lord has brought us glory over the past four hundred years and has also proved that only the lord and only the lord can make our Lich clan glorious, but why do we still have to break the belief that we have finally gathered together?”

Colmos looked at Korlore, and there was no coldness or disdain in his eyes, but more of a feeling of hating him. The lich behind him also had an expression similar to him on his face, indicating that he was indeed standing on the position of the lich clan.

"Don't you understand? Adapting to life and worshiping him is a last resort. Only in this way can we survive and survive under this ambitious guy. Only when we survive can we get our dignity back! Don't you understand?" The expression on Korlore's face was extremely ferocious, and he roared at Kormos, heart-wrenching.

"Our dignity? We have already brought it back. Three hundred years ago, we personally destroyed the clay demon clan, two hundred years ago, the Keshiro Fire Demon clan, and the tribe that destroyed us a hundred years ago. For tens of thousands of years, the existence of our Lich clan has only one Bone Dragon clan left. All of this is because of the lord, it was him who made us take back what belonged to us and lost tens of thousands of years of dignity. It was him who made our Lich clan unprecedented glory. Can't this prove that your original decision was right? Nothing, you have to overturn such a great decision?

You want to kill your lord, and you want to take down the holy city, what else do you have to do? Do you want to completely trample the dignity of our Lich clan under your feet?"

Colmos's face gradually became ferocious and roared, competing against Collore.

Korlore's face changed drastically, and he took out the accounts one by one by one by one. He buried them in his heart for a long time, and it was very laborious and strict, because he knew that once such things were turned out from his heart, they would have an impact on him, and he could not estimate it.

"Kolmos, I'll leave it to you. I'll cook his subordinates. The lord told him about his life and death. You'll decide." Morris had come to Kolmos at some point, and then Vilia, the little girl, left the Bone Emperor Palace and left the place for the Lich.

More than half an hour later, Colmos came out with Collore's head and came to Moorris.

"Didn't your lord leave his life and death to deal with? Why did you even kill him?" Morris looked at his head, his eyes a little distorted.

"Can you not answer?" Colmos gently put his head down, took out a box and placed it next to Moorris. The box was Carlol's lich box. If he lost this thing, Colmos undoubtedly died and could not die anymore.

"Yes, but I think the lord may be curious." Morris shrugged.

Kolmos was silent after hearing this, and then raised his head for a while: "Because he betrayed the Lich clan and betrayed the Lich clan's beliefs, even if his excuse was for the Lich clan, it would be unforgivable. He must die, otherwise it would be an insult to the Lich clan, an insult to the Lich clan, and an insult to the lord.

So I have to kill him, even if he is my brother!”

"I regret it a little." Morris looked at the devout Colmos, with a smile on his dark face, and rarely joked: "Give you a chance to flatter."

"If it weren't you who said this, I would have dueled him! Because this is an insult to me!" Colmos's face sank, extremely solemn.

"The boring guy, not humor at all!" Moores was stunned for a moment, put away the head of Colelor and the lich box, and turned around and left: "I'm leaving, Fengdu is handed over to you, the lord said that the Lich clan will always be his people."

Colmos trembled slightly, gently holding his chest, extremely pious: "The glory of the lord is my glory!"
Chapter completed!