Yag's enchanting and moving figure quietly appeared in the fire, like a stamen blooming from the fire.

"Marquis Yag," Lü Ende quickly winked at Yag, and said quickly. "His prince is going to go to the undead sky to kill the undead leader. This is too dangerous and is not a fight of will."

The fifth prince looked at Ya Ge and couldn't help but straighten his back, wearing golden armor set off his heroic and uprightness. Several players passing by couldn't help but praise him, this silver elite looks good.

"The prince's bravery has been heard in the capital of the king, but Yagge has never understood it. If he could see His prince bravely break into the sky of the dead today, Yagge would definitely praise this matter among the nobles."

Yagge had a charming smile, and this smile fell into the eyes of the fifth prince, which made him feel a little energetic. Yagge seemed to lower his head shyly, and with just two puffs, the prince burst into bleeding from his nose.

"Go on the horse!" The prince raised the long sword in his hand, and a group of personal guards turned over the horses loyally, but there was some worry between his eyebrows and eyes.

Lu Ende simply turned around, but he didn't look at the prince who was preparing to go to war. He thought in his heart that if the prince had no bones left, how could he not be criticized by the capital? After all, the kings behind Marquis Yag are very afraid of it. Of course, a waste prince would not have any influence on her, but he is a little commander who has made military achievements...

The fifth prince turned over the horse, and a group of people roared towards the sky of the dead. Yagge waved farewell reluctantly, making the prince imagine the scene of the hero returning beauty throwing her arms into her arms.

"It's a fool," Lü Ende took a photo of his forehead. He was quite familiar with Yagge, so he waited for the fifth prince to disappear from the dead sky before lamenting his career. "Miss Marquis, if something really happened to the fifth prince, I wouldn't be able to stay in my head."

"If one of these annoying flies dies, one less than one dead, and the kingdom can also be less than one borer." Yagge snorted coldly, looked up at the two giant dragons fighting in the sky, and said something that made Lu Ende feel depressed.

"With that being said, the fifth prince might really have something unexpected when you are excited." Lu Ende frowned, "It's okay if he had an accident. In the end, it will inevitably involve you and me. You are naturally not afraid, but..."

Yagre smiled and smiled at the seemingly loyal general. "Don't worry, if he died inside, no one would blame you."

"If he returns safely, what should Miss Marquis do?"

"Then pretend I haven't been here." Yagge snorted, and his body disappeared from a fire again, and I don't know where the teleportation went.

In the sky of the undead, outside the city of Guvalland.

The black and white figures that kept hitting in the air were hard to tell, as if no one could kill anyone at once. The battle on the ground was also quite fierce. Keith's spear was full of wind, suppressing the thick-skinned zombie and slashing it hard. Bishop Randy was fighting with the Queen of Pain, and while fighting with the Holy Light for Keith, he helped him resist the invasion of the surrounding black gas.

The three people in the city were unobstructed. Paul, who had been injected with chicken blood, whistled up and rushed straight to the altar with a quick horse.

Amy occasionally threw out a big purification technique, which made a comrade who also wanted to turn over his skills a little embarrassed to take action, and he couldn't use it.

"Damn the sacrificial priest, it's you again! Why are you going to go against me everywhere! The Lord of Hell comes, and you will be thrown into the abyss of pain in the soul!"

Wang Xiaofeng waved his staff, "Go to your arrival, since ancient times, evil has not beaten the righteous. If you want to fight with your brother, first consider whether your weight is enough to weigh the scale!"

The emotional soul priest just recognized Wang Xiaofeng's identity, and was inspired by Wang Xiaofeng's words, and began to repeatedly emphasize the words "I want you to taste death! I want you to be crushed to pieces!" Wang Xiaofeng felt chills.

Sitting above the unicorn, Wang Xiaofeng was waiting intently for the cooling of the bone-burning Holy Flame, quietly watching the soul priests from hell constantly emphasized how miserable he would die and how terrifying the fate, but he never saw this old guy having the intention to take action.

Amy floated beside Wang Xiaofeng, and the holy light shining brightly on her body decorated her a little cold breath. At this moment, she was the guardian of the angel, guarding the sacrificial priest riding on the white horse...

After cleaning up this wave of golden skeleton step by step, there was no expected equipment output or experience rewards. From beginning to end, the soul priest did not take action, but instead maintained the rotation of the black vortex.

When he died, he still did not forget his mission and responsibilities. This boss made many public servants hit the wall and jump into the sea, crying and cursing. But Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but frowned, always feeling that this old guy must have other reliances, otherwise he wouldn't just wait for the arrival of bad luck so calmly.

What would it be? Wang Xiaofeng drove the unicorn to take a few steps forward.
Chapter completed!