Arad's crooked savior

Kazan's madly bright red body is still wrapped around several rusty chains from the underworld, surrounded by heavy death energy. Even if he is a dead sword soul ghost, the chains will cause him great torture and pain.

Ordinary spirits would be destroyed as soon as they came into contact with the chains, but Kazan's expression remained unchanged and his long hair flew like a demon. After hearing Ye Lin's words, he slowly relaxed the sword and ax in his hands.

"You fished Liz out of the river of time, Ozma, and he was freed." Kazan smiled. He didn't want to see his brother framed by a conspiracy, nor did he want to see him blinded by hatred.

The apostle cannot die in the underworld, and the brothers who are destined to never meet again, even if they are far apart, are the best comfort.

Kazan looked up at the sky and was silent for a long time, without turning around, and suddenly said: "I will return to the underworld by myself and bind myself to Nastromd, without you chasing me."

An irregular crack in the underworld flashed through the blue underworld flames of the priest Jige. He was recognized by the fisherman Caron and is now responsible for hunting down the undead trying to escape the power of the underworld, as well as the powerful spirits lingering in the real world.

"The selected ghosts and gods will be tested, experience and fight in the red moon of the underworld, and look for opportunities to go one step beyond." Kazan revealed a piece of news that surprised Ye Lin.

When he made such a big mistake, he should have been completely wiped out by the power of death, but because of his amazing madness and the soul of the sword that shocked the world, he was expected to make further progress, so he was tied to the gully of the dead bodies to be washed away.

If you can't get through it, your soul will fly away. If you can get through it, you can hope to take a step beyond the underworld.

"My wish is fulfilled." Kazan relaxed and smiled brightly, showing a strong and heroic spirit, a man who stood upright.

He was originally the first general of Peyrus who galloped freely on the battlefield and was famous all over the world. He was invincible with a giant sword in one hand and a battle ax in the other. However, due to the fate of others, he ended miserably.

Kazan walked toward the crack in hell, suddenly remembered something, and said: "In the underworld, there are more undead that do not belong to the current time. Lord Usiel will probably look for you."

Tower of the Underworld

Gravedigger Grave stared intently at the bright red and violent soul shadow in the distance, dyeing the sky red. Although he rarely left the Canyon of the Dead, he had still heard of Kazan, the sword soul.

Unexpectedly, the altar summoned a super surprising big fish.

"The number one general in the Peruvian Empire will definitely help me take a step further by devouring your soul."

The mysterious light of the suspended ancient magic book, the tower of ghosts flickering, suddenly burst out in the direction of Kazan, pulling the force of the wind and the remaining clouds. He wanted to sacrifice the first ghost god Kazan and turn it into his own power.

Kazan, who was about to step into the underworld, slowly raised his head. Thousands of undead souls around him were pulled by the vortex-like suction force. They howled and struggled in the energy, turning into strands of strands, becoming nutrients for Grave the Grave Robber to become stronger.

"Ha..." Kazan was extremely cold. He raised the heavy and dark giant sword and remained motionless in the fierce wind. "Ants sneak up on the top of the dead man's head and think they are beyond the height of the dead man. How can this kingdom Do you know that you will perish, greed!"

boom!

The bloody sword light surged to the sky, splitting the heavy fog that persisted all year round, and the overwhelming madness enveloped the Canyon of the Dead. It seemed that he was not a dead ghost, but the boiling-blooded God of War in the real world.

The Tower of the Underworld, which was kicked aside by Sophie, was violently impacted and began to tilt at another angle. Blood light passed by, and a large area of ​​the tower was reduced to ruins. A large piece of the tower was missing from the middle and was covered with horrific cracks.

In the tower, Grave, who was already at the Origin level, was knocked away. He opened his mouth and coughed out a mouthful of blue blood. Several bones were broken, and everyone was horrified.

Is this the power of Kazan, the number one ghost? He was injured with just a burst of blood, and the opponent himself seemed to be bound by the underworld.

Then Kazan took the initiative to enter the underworld and tied himself to Nastromd. All the ghosts along the way were frightened and made way for him.

But there are still some undead souls who retain their spiritual consciousness and are unwilling to die completely, and continue to struggle towards the real world. They follow the crack that has not yet healed when Kazan came, and they are crowded like a school of sardines chasing the waves.

Ye Lin's strong Qi and blood were a delicious meal, a beacon in the darkness, attracting those powerful undead, trying to obliterate his consciousness, seize his soul, and replace him.

One after another, the sinister smiling faces of the undead turned into invisible wisps of fine smoke and penetrated into the flesh and blood of the night forest. For a moment, he seemed like a small world formed when the giant whale fell. The greedy undead smelled the smell and scrambled to escape. , wanting to fill every inch of his flesh and blood.

A few minutes later, some of the undead with relatively complete spiritual consciousness suddenly turned around and ran back like crazy, as if they had discovered something terrible, more terrifying than death.

There were more than thousands of undead souls burrowed into his body, but the other party still had a gentle smile on his face, his eyes were clean, and he even pushed up his sleeves, "Come on, you're welcome."

Those undead souls didn't get in at all, but melted within half an inch of his body. Not a single soul was left, their souls were scattered, and they were completely annihilated. He was a hundred times more terrifying than the ghost Kazan.

The life energy and blood given by Wuxuan's power is like the blazing furnace of the sun, incinerating all those who approach evil and darkness.

"Meow!"

Just when Ye Lin was laughing, a sharp light suddenly flashed in the void, and several blood stains suddenly appeared on his forearm where he was rolling up his sleeves. A vengeful black cat licked its paws proudly, and then Disappear into darkness.

…

"Uh, boss, this is your arm~"

"I was scratched by a cat." Ye Lin said helplessly, and then said seriously: "My wound is very serious. If it is not bandaged with a clean white silk in time, my life may be in danger."

Being hinted at, Xiao Su spread her hands, her pretty little face was calm and calm, and said: "If you had said it a few seconds later, the wound would have healed."

Maybe I've had some conflicts with small animals recently. I was kicked by a rabbit in the morning, and now I'm scratched by a black cat. But I'm still a good friend and comrade-in-arms of Rice Cake.

"Rice cake, hug."

Ye Lin went to hug the rice cake in Mailu's arms, with the ulterior motive of trying to get his hands on Mailu's plump righteousness. Halfway through his paws, Rice cake blocked his palm with his small hooves and refused.

No, men's bones and muscles are harder, while girls' bones and muscles are softer and more comfortable to lie down on.

Of course, there are exceptions. For example, the Third Princess likes it very much. When it is carried and laid on its stomach, both its chest and back are very straight.

As for the little witch, there are crazy bears, and they generally won’t hug other people’s pets affectionately, for fear that the crazy bears will become jealous because of this.

Sugarcane was a little unwilling to be hit by obstacles everywhere. He gestured to Yimiwu with the scratches on his arm and said, "I heard that saliva can disinfect and stop bleeding."

Pooh!

The little witch spat a little bit of saliva and said, OK, the wounds have healed.

Ganzhi thought about it, was silent for a moment, and hinted to the little witch, "How about you ride my arm like a broom and give me a hot compress with warm water? It's all saliva, toothless or not."

"Crazy turtle, tickle him."

The lit altars caused many cracks in the underworld. With the efforts of Crazy Bear (Turtle) and the cover of Siatt and the others, the altars were suppressed and collapsed one after another, and the hell rocks were turned into powder and lost their application. Some effects.

The undead that are as powerful as ghosts and gods are swept along with the tide of souls, the lords who can occupy a place in the underworld, the knights of the abyss riding hell horses... Many strong men in the underworld are afraid and frightened, and their soul forms fluctuate violently, almost Collapsed, not daring to take another half step forward.

Horrifying, what kind of terrifying place is on the other side of the real world? The undead pouring out are more than enough to massacre an entire country, but they can't even escape from this narrow canyon.

They suddenly felt a little pity for the old guy who didn't know whether to live or die and was still absorbing the power of the underworld.

"Control anger, be peaceful, and cultivate your character." Sophie kept muttering silently, taking several deep breaths, her full chest rising and falling proudly.

Yimi Wu frowned, then thought briefly~

"alright."

Sophie waved her hand to condense the original dragon blade, walked towards the Tower of the Underworld, and said: "You guys don't move here, I'll chop that guy up."

"Let me do it." Gu Yu tried to take the lead. She hadn't moved her hands for a long time and was a little itchy.

"You want to steal my head? No way!"

The two of them were extremely fast and scrambled to break into the Tower of the Underworld. In the upper level of the tower, after breaking away from Kazan's shadow, Grave was desperately absorbing the power of the soul and moving towards the middle level of his origin.

"What a beautiful soul." Grave's one eye suddenly became sinister, with a ruthless meaning, and he raised his hand and waved two soul roars.

The shrill and piercing soul screams, creating a shock wave like ripples. It is the resentment of countless undead souls when they die. It can trigger a big explosion on the spiritual level, ranging from mental chaos and loss of reason, to direct hatred and brain explosion.

Phew~

Grave exploded on the spot, and the remaining eyeball was filled with disbelief. He could not understand the power of this state, and he could not even hold on to half a move.

The remaining undead tore at Grave's soul, swallowing it up in the blink of an eye.

Tomorrow~