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487 Soul-transmitting Lizard

The string sounds like a piano, and the sound of golden spears is hidden.

A mitril arrow tore the deep mist, tear open the black cloak, and penetrated straight into the back of the "death knell".

"Let's go!" Irlo pulled Alex up and turned to escape. After being promoted to the position, the negative effect of "Annihilation Thorn" is no longer as violent as before, at least his ability to move will not be greatly affected.

However, in a hurry, the half-elves did not notice that after the mitral arrow shot into the hood, a trembling fluctuation in the void disappeared out of thin air and would never see each other again.

The ancient cloak was instantly lifted by the huge force. It was originally the place on the head, with only a thick black mist as thick as ink. The "Death Knives" slowly turned around, or in other words, it turned around.

"I admire your courage. For two thousand years, you have been the only mortal who can cause harm to me," the rumbling voice rang around without any anger, but it made people feel inexplicably cold. "As a reward, I decided to arrange a place for you in the Kingdom of Dead Souls...together with your little lover."

Irlo didn't understand why the old man didn't care about the "Annihilation Thorn" that the King of Evil Spirits regarded as a flood of beasts. But he subconsciously drew the arrow with his backhand, and at the same time he looked around, trying to find out where the other party was.

"The guy who taught you this trick," the old man stepped closer, and the night was floating around him, and the torn cloaks were put together again, and he also said his name without hesitation, "Have he not reminded you not to provoke the 'death knell' before reaching the legendary realm?"

when!

The bell sounded far away, and Irlo trembled all over, and the silver gray in his eyes instantly dissipated. Just a bell sounded, which shocked it from the state of "Virtual Vision".

"Let me taste..." The tall and thin old man stopped and looked down at the man and woman kneeling in front of him. He leaned over, and the black mist under his hood spread out like a slender bird's beak, stabbing the head of the half-elf.

Just when the touch was about to touch, the evil spirit king who had been dormant suddenly changed from defense to attack.

In the Soul Temple, sharp soul towers with huge rocks as foundations and white bones as decorations collapsed one after another like dominoes. All the soul power stored inside was released, and a wave of ghosts and gods suddenly came from the air. The King of Evil Spirits unfolded his territory, and before the "death knives" could react, he fought back. A series of thick gray air columns suddenly soared into the sky, and on the trajectory of their advance. Whether it is the fog or the night, they were all washed away.

The boundless darkness reveals a blue dome.

Two, three, and the stars are gone.

A small skull flew up as he flew into the air, and he was about to break out of the encirclement and escape.

"Evil spirit, dare you!" Zhensheng roared. The "Death Knell" left Irlo and the others, and threw away the lantern in his hand high.

Seeing that he was about to fail in his hard work, he no longer kept his efforts and was no longer sympathetic. A rapid bell rang out. The dim lamp turned into a stream of light, instantly filling the gap.

Immediately, the dark barrier opened wide, and the incomplete "Dead Soul Country" came to the world for the first time!

Losing the suppression of the "death knell". Irlo finally woke up, but when he looked up at the sky, he was still full of horror, wondering if he was still in a nightmare.

The sky is full of haze, with white bones, and bright red flowers blooming on the endless wasteland. Yellow-green rivers crisscross and bubbling with bubbles. The abandoned city is left with only a piece of ruins, emitting an endless aura of despair under the dim red sunset.

In the endless bells, the desolate scene is transformed from a screen reflected on the sky into a three-dimensional scene. It seems that in the next moment, it will replace the surrounding swamps and mud and become a part of this real world.

Irlo didn't like the fog swamp, but he was even more sure that he absolutely didn't want to live in that place.

So he pulled the bow, took the arrow, and shot three arrows in a row, without hesitation, and shot straight at the old man with his back to him.

In a short period of time, the half-elf ranger could not frequently enter the "Virtual Vision Realm", so these arrows were not the amazingly powerful "Annihilation Thorn". The "Death Knives" that summoned the "Dead Soul Country" with all their might. Just shrugged slightly, the white feathered arrow was shaken away, and there was no trace left.

"This is..." At the same time, Alex also woke up slowly. She glanced at the surrounding scene and immediately took a alert action.

"What are you talking nonsense? Run away quickly." Irlo was about to explain, but a voice suddenly sounded next to him. The surprised half-elf glanced at him and found a small gray-skinned lizard lying on his arm, sucking and whispering.

"Evil... Lord of Spirits?" Irlo thought for a moment and finally realized it. In the air, the "Death Knives" used the "Dead Soul Kingdom" to surround the agile skull, but the evil spirit king with the "fraudulent" statute was ready. He possessed a lizard and slipped to the half-elves while in the chaos. It was obvious that he wanted to repair the plank road openly and secretly traveled to Chen Cang.

"Go away, here." Regardless of whether Irlo agreed or not, the gray-skinned lizard jumped into his arms, revealing only a small head, and swaying left and right.

Compared to "Death Knell", Irlo still trusted the King of Evil Spirits more. He reached out and pulled Alex up, followed the lizard's guidance, and tiptoed out.

Unfortunately, before taking two steps, half-elf felt a chill behind her back. Immediately, with the sound of "thump, plop" landing, several dangerous auras quickly came from behind.

Irluo glanced at the glance and couldn't help but feel horrified. In the semi-tilted "Dead Soul Country", a human-shaped creature fell down like a diving platform, splashing dirty water in the swamp. Their faces were difficult to identify, and they were covered with disgusting pustules. Some of them were transplanted with tentacles or bone spurs as weapons. When they waved, the wind whistled, and their strength was quite strong.

"It's so miserable now." It must be not a pleasant experience to die at the hands of these ghosts. Irlo cursed inwardly and accelerated his progress. However, after all, they were tossed by the "death knell" for so long, and now they are a little weak. Seeing the enemy getting closer, they have no choice.

"Well," the gray-skinned lizard spitted out his forked tongue, turned his head to look meditative, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, "Anyway, it's cheaper to keep the old dog "Death Knell". It's better to... break it."

The King of Evil Snorted coldly and waved his thin claws. Irlo heard the rumbling sound behind him, like snow, collapsed and fell. (To be continued...)

ps:(It's nothing happened recently.)
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