Necropolis Immortal

The hollow eye of the Ghost King looked at the butterfly with utter ferocity.

The butterfly did not let go, the apricot eyes stared round, and stared back viciously.

Though Butterfly has just picked the first Rotiando fruit, this shady creature cannot be divided by the power of the sun.

Butterfly is the king of corpses. He is the same level of existence as the king of ghosts. Now the king of corpses appears, and the king of ghosts is also completely unscrupulous.

“Turns out it's you. ”

Suddenly, the ghost king's eyes flashed two spectacular glitters: “You're back. ”

“Do you know who I am? ”

butterflies, she subconsciously said.

“Hmm.”

The Ghost King hummed, and then his body floated into the palace.

……

“The throne, carved from the star nucleus of the Sun Star, is a treasure and a pure sun treasure! ”

Suddenly, Lin Yu's eyes lit up and muttered.

“The star core of the sun star? No wonder this thing shines light here too...”

Lu Yun said yes, but at this moment, all his attention is on the butterfly.

Does the Ghost King know Butterfly?

Lu Yun couldn't help but recall the butterfly.

The tomb of the living came from the abyss of the funeral gods beneath Xuanzhou, where the butterflies were also transformed into corpse kings, but at that time, the butterflies had not yet been fully transformed into corpse kings, and there was still death in their eyebrows.

Are butterflies also related to the Daloh gods?

Or is she from here, too?

Butterfly This is a blind face, she has completely forgotten what she was before, since she gained consciousness, Butterfly existed in that dark sunless funeral abyss, afraid to step out of the tomb of the living.

Lin Yu and Lin Xuan were not surprised by the sudden appearance of butterflies.

The famous butterflies have long heard of them. When Lu Yun was still weak, it was the immortals who came to Xuanzhou with butterflies to deter them.

“Familiar. ”

Suddenly, the butterfly two faint eyebrows slightly wrinkled, “I seem to have really been here...”

“Come!”

Suddenly, the butterfly waved.

Whoa!

The short sword inserted on the top of the bone of the throne turned into a dark red stream and landed on the butterfly's hand.

Lu Yun, Qing Language, Lin Yu, Lin Xuan, plus the little fox in the arms of Qing Language, stared at the butterfly.

He possessed Lee's talented Le Gong, and was frightened to beat a shudder.

The short sword, obviously the murder weapon on the throne, was summoned by a butterfly wave.

Is it possible... that the bone above was slaughtered by a butterfly?

The sword is dark red, like a butterfly, and flies up and down beside the butterfly.

Once again, the Grinch turned around and his body trembled slightly, but he still walked one step at a time to the depths of the palace.

At the center of the palace, beneath the throne, are three dark coffins.

Two of the coffins have been opened, and the Haunted King has gone to the third coffin, where his body is displayed.

“Willow Dust, are you leaving too? ”

All of a sudden, a grumbling voice echoed from above the throne.

The dead bones, I don't know when, have become a palatial beauty.

At this moment, everyone's breathing is stagnant.

This beauty in the palace is so beautiful, it looks eighteen. At the age of nine, her eyebrows were painted, her skin snowflake, the tail of the snake in her lower body had turned into her legs, hidden beneath the palace of the veil.

Both Lin Yu and Lin Xuan brothers' saliva was about to spill out. At this moment, they were conquered by the woman in the palace.

The little fox poked his head out of the siren's coat and quietly measured the girl in the palace, “Well, a little worse than me, and a little worse than the ugly. ”

The first time the little fox saw the Qing language, the self-obscene image of the Qing language, was a strange and ugly man, and that's exactly what happened. Even now the Qing language has revealed itself, the little fox still can't change its mouth.

Now, of course, the face of the Qing language is also covered in a layer, it is difficult for ordinary people to see her original face.

……

“Your Highness, I...”

The Ghost King stopped and overshadowed it with deep sadness.

“Even the last of you will leave me? ”

The beautiful man in the palace sighed softly.

“Ah--”

All of a sudden, the Ghost King swoops, and it releases black gas from it.

Whoo!!

That kind of black flame blossomed and instantly lit the ghost king's body.

“Your Highness, the slave is guilty! ”

The Ghost King knelt down slowly, and then his body turned into flying ash.

A black flame slowly appeared and did not enter the coffin of the Haunted King.

Push!

Push!

Push!

Something seemed to explode in the void at the moment when the Ghost King turned into flying ash, and the latter large group fell from the sky.

Hershey is Zhao Zhong et al., imprisoned by the Ghost King.

“What is this place?! ”

Zhao Zhao ran directly from the ground and looked around with vigilance.

When he saw the maiden in the palace above the throne, his gaze instantly stalled.

“You have my blood. ”

The maiden in the palace took it deep and gently.

In the void, a dark golden stripe wandered through the void, instantly not into Zhao Heavy's body.

“Ah--”

Before Zhao Zhong waited to react, he felt a shock coming from his head.

Then a dark golden stripe crawled over his body, like a mesh, covering his body.

Primitive pilgrimage pattern!

Later, the black flame in the void did not enter Zhao Zheng's body, Zhao Zheng's eyes burned instantly.

……

“No, this woman... has gone beyond the ghost king to another level. Go, go, go! We can't stop her! ”

Lu Yun struck a spiritual force.

There is one more sentence that he did not say.

Those who can lay the original pilgrimage lines of the Great Lord God in an instant are at least close relatives of the Great Lord God.

In other words, this sudden resurrection woman is either the Emperor of the Great Lord or his granddaughter, but beyond the third generation!

In Lu Yun's view, she is more likely to be the empress of the Great Ra Emperor.

“Me, am I in trouble? ”

The butterfly grabbed the short sword in her hand and her face was also a little pale.

“It's none of your business! It was the ghost king who wanted to take his own corpse god before he woke up this dead bone. If you hadn't taken the sword over her head, I'm afraid this sword would have become the murder weapon in her hands, and none of us would have left! ”

The Empress was buried on the throne and could not leave the throne. Without Zhao Zheng's blood, the Empress would not have been able to engrave the original pilgrimage marks on him.

If the Empress had an extra sword, Lu Yun and others would probably be slaughtered by her and none of them would be able to leave.

“Want to go!? ”

Zhao Zheng's body had changed. His original shiny skin instantly turned grey and white. The original pilgrimage pattern of dark gold had been embedded in his body.

Zhao heavily flew up, with an extra black flaming blade in his hand, and struck the landing cloud with his head.