village doctor

Said the black-robed man of the Undead God Clan.

"What! There is such a thing?" Wang Dachun was taken aback. The undead gods are not easy to deal with, but every undead god has twins.

"That's right, the undead gods are like this. This is also one of their characteristics. Whenever the undead gods cultivate to the Dao realm, a twin will appear by themselves, which is exactly the same strength as the deity."

Fairy Qinglian's words made Wang Dachun's expression serious, this undead god clan is really a god-blessed clan!

I finally cultivated a clone, but the strength and potential are incomparable with the deity. If someone cultivates to the Dao realm, he will automatically have an identical self.

This person is really pissed off compared to other people!

"Jie jie jie jie, our undead gods are the god-blessed race. One day, all the heavens and myriad worlds will belong to our gods. You human ants have no right to occupy this beautiful land!"

Wang Dachun sneered, "Yeah, go ahead and make your dream of a thousand years. You guys were almost extinct at the beginning. You could have lived a few more years if you were honest people with your tails between your legs. Now you come out to make trouble again, so it's just not right. Go back again."

The black-robed man was furious, "Looking for death! Twins, do it, kill him! I will suppress his soul for ten thousand years, and he will never be reborn!"

As soon as the words fell, two members of the undead god clan rushed towards Wang Dachun at the same time, one was holding a ball of flames in his hand, the other was filled with thousands of years of ice, and he wanted to let Wang Dachun experience what it is like to experience the dual world of ice and fire.

"Humph!"

Wang Dachun let out a cold snort, stretched out his hand to grab it, and a long spear appeared in his hand, it was the Dark Spear, he hadn't used it for a long time, and immediately he fought the two god clansmen with a move of Qinglong wagging its tail.

Although the strength of these two people is not as strong as my own, but because of the power of the wilderness, the gap is not too big, and because they are twins, they can be said to be connected with each other, and they cooperate seamlessly, which makes Wang Dachun feel a little difficult.

"die!"

At this time, Lin Xueqing stabbed Wei Guojun seriously with a sword. Wei Guojun opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body disappeared in a flash, and he hid directly in the crowd.

With only 30 or [-] ancient giant elephants, he was no match for Lin Xueqing at all.

Last time, if it wasn't for Lin Xueqing's injury to lend him courage, he wouldn't have dared to go to Bingyun Palace to make trouble.

"Brother Wang, I'll help you!" After Lin Xueqing finished speaking, she swayed and rushed towards one of the God Race people. As long as these two God Race people were killed, the rest would be worthless.

"Hmph, chick, are you taking the initiative to throw yourself into your arms? We undead gods like beautiful women the most!"

The twin brother of the protoss laughed, and when the words fell, he flipped his big hand, and his big hand seemed to turn into a mountain, and he suppressed Lin Xueqing with a bang.

Lin Xueqing's pretty face changed, and the momentum of this person's attack knew that she was not an opponent. She quickly sacrificed a pagoda and suspended it above her head, and all the stones turned from the mountain were blocked by the pagoda.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she escaped from the suppression of the boulder, raised one hand, and the red diamond spirit snake in her hand was entwined towards the person of the undead god clan.

The red water chestnut turned into a giant colorful python, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the head of the undead god clansman.

"Hmph, overestimate yourself!" The undead god clansman sneered, grabbed Lin Xueqing with a big hand, and that big hand was made up of talismans one by one. A silk thread wound towards Lin Xueqing.

Immediately entangled Lin Xueqing's body, unable to move.

"Hmph!" Sensing Lin Xueqing's danger, Wang Dachun raised his hand, and a long purple river shot towards the undead god clansman. This long purple river is exactly the eighteen purple thunder swords.

Thunder sword transforms into a dragon!

A huge purple electric dragon appeared, entangled towards the undead god clansman fiercely.

The face of the undead god clan changed, "You... how do you have such a thing?"

The people of the undead god clan are most afraid of thunder and lightning, because the people of the undead god clan are too against the sky, and the gods punish them very severely.

Therefore, they are naturally afraid of thunder and lightning.

Wang Dachun knew this a long time ago.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Dachun turned into a big hand and grabbed Lin Xueqing.

"Sister Xueqing, don't move around, just leave it to me." Wang Dachun's blood pool protects Lin Xueqing in it. In the blood pool, it is his own territory, and it is very easy for others to attack. Disaster.

"Hmm!" Lin Xueqing blushed, and she felt very relieved. It felt good to be protected by someone. She had never been protected by a man before, and a strange feeling arose in her heart.

Besides, the twins of the purple electric dragon and the undead god clan had a great time fighting. With the improvement of strength, the purple thunder sword array became more powerful and more powerful.

Coupled with the restraint against the undead clansman, he was evenly matched with that guy for a while.

Wang Dachun spared his hands to concentrate on dealing with one of them.

"Changhong pierces the sun!"

Wang Dachun stabbed out with a spear, the tip of the spear continued to swallow the gun light, and even the space would be pierced. Although this spear of darkness is only a spiritual weapon, it also depends on who uses it.

The aftermath of the long spear emanating from the seven wounded people did not dare to approach.

"boom!"

Suddenly a black tombstone fell from the sky and directly suppressed the heads of the undead gods.

Unexpectedly, the person from the undead god clan uttered a terrified and miserable scream, "Ah! How could you have such a thing!"

Soon, the body of the undead god clansman shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wang Dachun was overjoyed, he didn't expect this Soul Suppressing Stele to have such a great restraint effect on the undead god race, it seemed that it was specially used to restrain the god race.

"Sister Qinglian, what's the matter with this soul-suppressing stele, it seems to be very restrained against the undead gods!"

The voice of Fairy Qinglian came out, "This soul-suppressing stele is the stone that Nuwa Empress used to mend the sky. Later, there were still some stones left, so she refined 36 soul-suppressing steles to suppress the human race. Luck. Later, the gods were born, and the soul-suppressing tablet was used to suppress the undead gods. Now that the soul-suppressing tablet is born, it also heralds the imminent birth of the undead gods..."

"What!" Wang Dachun seemed to have been poured with cold water, and the joy in his heart was swept away, and it couldn't get around the undead gods.

It seems that the catastrophe of the world is really getting closer.

Soon, the undead god clan was sucked into a human by the soul-suppressing tablet.

"Boy, you actually have this kind of thing, we undead gods will not let you go!" The twins of the undead gods fled away with a feint, but the voice came over with a vicious voice.

Fairy Qinglian anxiously said: "Wang Dachun, quickly catch that guy, otherwise you will be in trouble."