The Charm of Soul Pets

Dead and sick crows were getting closer and Chu Twilight raised his head and looked at these gray pressures that shielded the sky and pressed a strange scream.

“A bunch of things with no breath of life!” Chu Twilight's perception is equally sensitive, and he can tell by his knowledge that these monsters are not soul pets at all, but a group of energies with a certain attack power summoned through the spirit of death.

There is no point in attacking a skill on an energetic body, especially as the number of dead and sick ravens is still considerable.

However, the other general certainly did not think that, more than quantity, the dead dream was never afraid of anyone!

“Dead dreams, differentiation!” Chu Twilight gave orders for the dead dream.

Dead dream wings start to flicker lightly, and every time they flicker, countless purple and black feathers with an arc glow fall off the dead dream, and every leaf-like feather, in the course of flying, becomes a dead butterfly with only life!

“Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft."

The body of the dead dream suddenly broke apart, and suddenly the swarm bees left the nest, and the dense dead butterfly spread apart!

The dust secreted by the Dead Butterfly has a fading gas. At this time, all the plants around the East Forest are fading. This fading gas is far more corrosive than the plague gas spread by the Dead Raven. All the leaves of the tree crown fall in an instant, gradually being occupied by the Elf Butterfly divided by the Dead Dream.

Chu Twilight first saw the dead dream not toward Rongcheng, but toward the valley south of Rongcheng.

Black elf butterflies, all over the mountains, turned into leaves, turned into dense canopy, and sprinkled with ocean, covered in hills within the reach of Chu Twilight.

That spectacular black image made it difficult for Chu Twilight to come back to God for a long time.

Today, the dead dreams are no longer pure elf butterflies, but spoiled butterflies of hell. When these dead butterflies occupy half of the sky as dense as clouds, and the sky cannot hold them, these dead butterflies are turned into a black rose painting roll in the view of all the people who guard the city in the East Forest fortress in order to have the leaves of their eyes!!

Million Dead Butterflies!!

The maximum number of dead and sick ravens is only 100,000. The dense and numb ravens flew by like clouds, but in front of the millions of dead butterflies that make up the magnificent map of the Dead Butterfly River, these dead and sick ravens are just a bunch of ravens screaming, without any deterrence!

Chu Twilight waved, then 100,000 dead butterflies dotted around Chu Twilight, dense as a net.

By a single order, all the dead butterflies flew into the air.

Dead and sick ravens are not life; they dissipate as long as they are attacked to a certain degree.

“Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft."

Dead butterfly like smoke into the sky, ugly, dirty dead demon crow in front of noble, evil dead butterfly appear to be inferior, the dead butterfly of the veil swept past, all dead demon crow was beaten to 708, turned into a black smoke dissipated in the air!

All of a sudden, a horrible bunch of dead, sick, demonic crows were so insignificant!

……

On the front line of the Crusading Legion, a man in a grey cloak raised his head with a strange bracelet, and the sickness and death surrounded his body, appearing to be dangerously cold.

The man raised his head and revealed a sharpened face under the casket, as well as an empty pair of eyes that had worms crawling out of their orbits!

“Millions...” The man looked at the black figure in front of him, covered in the jungle, and started mumbling to himself.

“Plague Man, can you do it?” The ghost sender, Dan Shea, said.

Before that horrible group of thunder struck the army of the Palace of the Dead slightly stopped, immediately after the Palace of the Dead sent another 100,000 plagued dead demon crows to fight, but the 100,000 dead demon crows were still erased, which caused a considerable blow to the Legion of the Palace of the Dead.

“The city guard is a master. Let the whole regiment crush him.” The plague man said in a calm voice.

“Humph, I don't want to waste too much time, send a few ghost masters and corpse masters to haunt him, and the rest of the regiment continues to fight, measuring how many people he can laze behind!” The ghost master Danchet said with some impatience.

Ghost and corpse systems are never swept past and grass is not born, there is no reason to retreat because the other side has a powerful soul spoiler.

So what if we can destroy the tens of thousands of Emperor ghosts? The ghosts in front of us are meant for burial!

“Legion of the Phantoms, kill them, no one left!” Lord Danchet commands a hard way out.

“Legion of Deceased Corps, eat all the things that live in that city!! ”

Two consecutive orders were issued, and once again rolled on the horizon, causing death and dust!!

The bleak sea of corpses and ghosts fell into people's sight, flying in the sky, rushing to the ground...

One blue-faced fang, one strong claw cold eyes!!

This time, the corpse army reached 100,000, completely in front of the East Forest Fortress. The land was occupied, and no gap was seen.

“What... how can there be so many? Didn't the intelligence say that only 1500 lords and 20,000 emperors were sent from the Palace of the Dead? This... this is over 100,000, right?” The generals of the East Forest looked forward in horror!

The army of ghosts is still a long way away, but it makes people feel right in front of them, looking at the crowded face, they feel difficult to breathe.

“The necropolis can derive many corpse slaves. There should be only 15,000 dead soul pets of the dominant rank in these 100,000 corpse soldiers, and only 20,000 of the emperor's. All that remains is the subordination derived from and summoned by these things. The role of dead creatures in the war is truly terrible. Once the war continues and death continues, the dead army will not decrease, but may grow.” Master Luo Yi said.

A hundred thousand legions are already the limit of what this land can accommodate, and now any skill that lands on vast ground can hit a dead ghost!

The smell of corpse decay, ghost bloody ododododododor to an unparalleled smell, Chu Twilight doesn't deal with dead creatures very often, I'm really not used to this smell.

Without the command of Chu Twilight, the million-dead butterfly behind him had begun to pound his wings, turning into a black razor that covered the sky, beautifully covered over the city walls, like a giant black junction that protected the entire perimeter of the East Forest fortress.

“Let me see your post-Nirvana power.” Chu Twilight said to the dead dream.

The voice has just fallen, and the razor that surrounds the heavens and the earth is slowly and incredibly turned over, and the giant like the sky is slowly opening and covering!

“Nutrition ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

The manic crushing thunder moves back and forth, and this repeated reversal of the enhanced thunder alternating between each dead butterfly and each dead butterfly!

The number of dead butterflies is a million, and the adjacent dead butterflies alternate by one thunder, even if the power of this thunder is weaker, how horrible would it be to be able to make up the power if it were superimposed on the order of a million??

When the razor is bounded into a roll of giant book scrolls between heaven and earth, slowly falling under cover, the superimposed lightning and thermal power become a nightmare for all corpse creatures!

Again, flesh and blood spills or direct ash flies out!

The corpses and ghosts on the earth were crowded without seeing a single void. But after the razor junction, the whole earth was actually much empty. All the blue and black corpse smoke floated in the middle of the sky...

The Undead Army of the Undead Palace is called Infinite, precisely because their necrophilias can continually derive the necrophilias.

And the power of these corpses cannot be stronger than the body, and they tend to be less resistant.

Deadly dreams of the fierce razor junction, millions of interwoven mass attacks completely sweep away all these clientele corpses, can be called one left behind!

Most of the rest are truly dominant and imperial corpses whose resistance has forced them to survive the vast boundaries of the razor.

Hundreds of thousands of necropolises were instantly removed, and in the absence of corpses, it would be difficult for these ghosts to summon these ashes to defend them from attack!!

……

“This... the power of this thunderous dark phoenix is horrible!!” The plague man looked horribly at the army of grey smoke extinguishing corpses, and hadn't returned to God for half a day.

The entire Palace of the Dead can wipe out 100,000 of them in one skill, and there are absolutely a handful of them, even those in the world who can do it, who know their names.

But where did this thunderous dark phoenix come from? I'm afraid even if the power of destruction doesn't reach high immortality, it won't be far off!!

The ghost master Danchet's face became incredibly green, and his heart shook.

When will Crescent Land have such an amazing strong man??

“Master, you have to do it yourself, and we are not necessarily his opponents.” The plague man said.

Those who can raise their hands to destroy the morale of their dead soldiers are absolutely above the rank of master, such immortal masters are enough to inflict a devastating blow on the ruling legions and Imperial legions!

Danchet's eyes were cold and he swept his eyes hard.

“Until the Snake Dragon Pie arrives.” D'Ansel doesn't intend to do it.

The ghost faction lord Danceny was killed with a lot of resentment, but she hasn't recovered any reason in such a traumatized situation!

The man standing on the opposite side of Stone City has approached the leadership figure, Dance alone to deal with, it is a self-seeking death path, at least Dance did not have enough confidence to compete with the thunderous dark phoenix of the other.

And obviously, the man who occupied the city alone has so far only summoned one soul pet!

(Chapter four, I'm sorry I didn't get it earlier, but at least I finished updating four chapters before I closed my eyes today. Once again, a sincere request for a monthly ticket. The referral ticket will be more difficult for everyone to vote on.

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