1361 The death god of the dragon clan

The dead Spirit Valley was destined to be in chaos today.

Long Ye unfurled his skeletal wings and wandered around. Hundreds of thousands of mini undead knelt before his cold and emotionless skeleton.

The Lord of the Undead, Chi Chi, has been conquered!

undead blessing activated!

“Clang clang clang-”

Bone dust rose, and broken bones fell.

More than one-third of the mini undead had their Soul Fire completely extinguished and returned to the embrace of nature.

However, the remaining two-thirds greedily sucked on the soul Fragments that were dissipating in the air. Their bodies gradually grew stronger, and the color of their bones became darker, looking more solid.

Bai Wushang smiled.

These spirits of the dead were all labeled as Long Ye.

Its undead army had expanded once again.

It indirectly meant that there were more fearless soldiers in the team.

“roar!”

The death god roared, and the spirits of the dead that had submitted to it were hidden in the gray fog.

The valley quieted down again. There was no wind or light, and it was as remote as a cold abyss. It was difficult for outsiders to spy on it.

this silence lasted for a week.

On the eighth day, Bai Wushang ended his soul power cultivation and summoned the gourmet tree.

“Yiya ~~~”

the small tree back then had now become a towering tree.

When it was floating behind Bai Wushang, it seemed to be hiding in the void, half hazy, half dreamy, extraordinary.

A refreshing fragrance instantly filled the valley.

In the silence, Bai Wushang plucked a fruit and stared at the bowl of orange soup under the thin Crystal Skin.

“Xiaoye, it’s all up to you now.”

“Roar!”

The winged Dragon of death was in high spirits.

the netherworld health-maintenance soup only had a 30- 50% chance of achieving star ascension.

However, this recipe had the additional ” heart of death “, which was compatible with it in terms of nature.

It stood in the middle of the empty Valley, allowing the orange-yellow liquid that had broken through the fruit skin to flow through the skeleton’s body.

long ye’s soul flame exploded with a bang. a fifth of his bones showed a spider web of cracks and it was still extending into the distance.

arghh! it cried out, and its ear-piercing soul voice crashed into the rock wall, shattering even more rocks.

In an instant, the silence in the valley was swept away. It was even louder than the battle with the zombie puppets.

Bai Wushang summoned ye duo ‘er and the little rabbit, ready to help at any time.

Duo er hadn’t fully recovered yet. She was only at 70 – 80%.

It was difficult for the Dao of time to interfere with extraordinary food. To reverse the effect again was like touching a taboo that couldn’t be looked at directly.

However, if the star Ascension failed, they would rescue him immediately.

Bai Wushang had a certain amount of confidence in this.

“roar! Roar! Roar!”

the ritual went smoother than expected.

long ye persisted for an hour. as the cracks disappeared bit by bit, his body swelled up.

More dragon horns appeared on its head, and the bone spikes on its back and wings became sharper.

the soul fire was still golden, but there were more fireflies in it, as if there were billions of tiny creatures shuttling back and forth.

“Roar!”

The Dragon’s Roar was not as deafening as the Thunder Dragon mother’s, nor was it as deep as the battle Dragon God’s.

However, the sound of death seemed to come from the nine Serenities underworld. The great Qilin, who was watching from the side, subconsciously shivered. In the moment of fear, there was also endless envy.

“I have once again surpassed my father’s generation!”

the dragon clan’s death god. There are truly as few as the stars in the sky among the second generation who can match him!

It was as if it was responding to Long Ye’s voice.

The gray fog surged, and the undead servant that had sworn to follow it with its life roared as it bared its fangs and brandished its claws.

Warlord skeleton, netherworld whale King, bloody corpse Divine Guard, hidden evil spirit Hound, Lord of gloom, poacher corpse demon Suan ni

The number of servants that had reached the mythical level had increased from 12 to 20.

Bai Wushang’s eyes flickered slightly. The newly summoned undead ancestor didn’t have any weak members.

The lowest was middle-stage primogenitor and 5-star myth.

The two strongest ones were middle-stage primogenitor and 7-star myth. They were definitely his right-hand men.

Those below the ancestor level were even more exaggerated.

Long Ye had only revealed a portion of his projection, but it was already filled with ghostly and evil shadows.

What skeleton demon, what Lich Queen, what ice Bone Dragon Suan ni?

Whether it was the style or the scale, not only was it far beyond the imagination of the world, it even exceeded Bai Wushang’s knowledge.

such a large Valley can’t even accommodate the entire undead army.

He was shocked and then overjoyed.

in addition to the expansion of the undead army, the death god pterosaur, which had entered the 8-star mythical stage, had mastered three new skills.

The prison of resentful shadows.

Ten thousand ghost lair.

Bone shattering divine mountain.

The first two were similar to domains, and the last one was an undead-type offensive divine skill.

After a simple test, Bai Wushang laughed and praised Long Ye for being different from before.

Long Ye, who was at mid-stage primogenitor and 8-star myth, was evenly matched with the Yin Yang double-headed primogenitor and 7-star myth.

Only the mother of Thunder Dragons controlled the purest yang lightning and suppressed it with its attributes.

Otherwise, Long Ye would definitely be able to stand out among the second generation of ancestral Dragons and become the leader of the new generation.

“Fight!” The Grim Reaper looked up at the sky, his gaze piercing through the gray sky and looking at the end of the world.

After killing the heart Devourer snake, the long-cherished wish that was stuck in its heart was replaced by another place.

– top evil god!

To eliminate evil, one must do everything. To cut grass, one must remove the roots!

When would he be able to regard the top as clay chickens and pottery dogs?

Since when had the White Emperor’s name intimidated hundreds of millions of the evil race?

Since when did the death god stand in the abyss, and the abyss did not dare to look back at it?

The joy of breaking through transformed into a lofty sentiment.

Long Ye’s Soul Fire was throbbing, more powerful than the beating heart of a living being.

Bai Wushang heaved a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, his eyes were extremely bright, as if he was also looking at the end of the starry sky, looking at the light and shadow of the future.

Then, thousands of thoughts gathered between his brows. Bai Wushang turned over and jumped on the head of the death god. He held the two ferocious white bone Dragon horns in his hands and replied to the vast wilderness-

“Fight!”

“Fight!”

if we don’t send out the top-level ones, what can the upper-level ones do to us?!

go and crush that evil! Go and exterminate that evil!

The ancestor was like walking on thin ice in a place that the Lord could not reach.

bai wushang had the ambition to reach the clouds, his chest was wide, and he had the courage to fight against ten thousand enemies.

He led a group of pets and followed the pointer in search of the legendary bridge of decay.

The evil beasts they encountered along the way were all dead souls under their feet.

all the evil spirits they encountered were the cells of the altar.

At the most intense moment, he single-handedly intercepted the wandering evil god Army and killed the five upper-level evil gods in the lead. Along with the rest of the middle-level and lower-level bi ‘an, he also massacred 90% of them.

The name of the White Emperor had gradually become another taboo in the Forbidden Zone.

……

on this day, the long-lost sun was shining on the horizon.

Bai Wushang suddenly raised his head, his sharp eyes piercing through layers of obstacles, locking onto a corner, his pupils contracting to the size of a needle tip.

“This is a Kasaya.”

Wisps of ancient aura rose and filled the air.

The moist water vapor, mixed with the rumbling sound of angry smashing, got closer and closer, more and more terrifying.

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