Versatile Mage: Rebirth of the Holy Tiger, Many Children and Many Blessings

Chapter 228 Armor and robe fusion, little emperor

Once Patonon's soul appeared, the dark armor robe felt threatened instantly, and a strong dark evil spirit broke out.

Red ghosts, white withered bones, and countless terrifying ghosts slowly emerged from the dark evil energy, roaring angrily at Lu Ming.

"Is this the undead, or the cursing department, or the product of the two?"

Lu Ming looked at this evil aura and analyzed it.

Now in Lu Ming's realm, there are not many creatures that can harm him, and the same is true in the evil abyss.

Seeing this terrible scene, Lu Ming will not have fear in his heart. Instead, he will take the initiative to analyze and learn the skills of other emperors to help strengthen himself.

As if being provoked, the dark evil energy turned from black to purple, turning into a more terrifying curse force that wanted to invade Lu Ming's body.

However, within half a meter of Lu Ming's body, Cun Hao could no longer be invaded.

"Is it possible to brew a curse out of the resentment of the undead?"

"The power of the curse generated by the resentment that lasted for thousands of years is indeed very strong, and it probably touches the realm of the emperor."

Lu Ming nodded, no wonder he would immediately possess the peak strength of a little emperor after being parasitized by the armor.

After digesting such a powerful curse energy and a part of the ancient king's power, it is indeed feasible to become a little emperor.

"It's a pity that you met me. Dissipate."

The power of the curse was invisible, but Lu Ming grasped it with one hand.

The golden light suddenly squeaked after the purple curse came into contact.

Screams kept coming from the purple evil energy, and Lu Ming's hand squeezed the purple evil energy away with just a little force.

The armored robe that had lost its dark evil aura suddenly flew into the air. The dark black color gradually faded away, revealing a golden imperial robe.

The robe is embroidered with five five-clawed golden dragons, which seem to be alive, swimming on the dragon robe.

"The silver armor robe was originally the dragon robe of the ancient king."

Lu Ming was a little surprised. The dragon robe was the ancient king's personal clothing all year round, and it was the perfect container for the ancient king's power.

Now that the dark evil energy had dissipated, Lu Ming no longer had any worries and directly put on the golden dragon robe.

In an instant, the golden dragon shadows on the dragon robe invaded Lu Ming's body one after another, and huge amounts of power poured into Lu Ming's body.

The five dragons entered the body, and Haoran's energy penetrated Lu Ming's whole body.

Lu Ming's body suddenly glowed with golden light, and the realm barrier was attacked crazily by the five golden dragons.

Lu Ming's own cultivation level is the pinnacle of a sub-emperor, and he is only one step away from being a minor emperor.

Under the impact of the five five-clawed golden dragons, there was only a cracking sound, and the little imperial barrier in Lu Ming's body shattered.

Lu Ming was successfully promoted to the realm of the emperor, and he was still climbing up, and he stopped until the later realm of the emperor.

"It seems that there is no power of the curse, so I can only rise to such a situation for the time being."

Lu Ming felt a little regretful. He thought that after absorbing the power of the armor, he could directly become the pinnacle of the little emperor.

However, the little emperor in the later period could still accept it, and the five golden dragons on the dragon robe did not disappear, but ran to Lu Ming's back and hid them.

Lu Ming felt slightly, and found that the five golden dragons could be equivalent to a skill. After all the release, the power was comparable to the full blow of the little emperor.

"This is not bad. At least this million Undead Legion is mine today."

Lu Ming laughed with satisfaction. Sure enough, this power was still at ease in his own hands.

Beyond

After Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Su Xiaoluo were thrown out by Lu Ming, they stared with big eyes at the other undead, not daring to move at all.

Among the hundreds of thousands of undead legions, Mo Fan felt that even if he transformed into a demon, he might not be able to get out alive.

"Brother Fan, what should we do now?"

Zhang Xiao monkey swallowed his mouth and whispered whispered

"I believe Boss Lu, let's take a walk and see."

Mo Fan nodded calmly

"So, Brother Fan, you should go."

Zhang Xiaohou looked at Mo Fan who was standing there and was speechless.

Mo Fan frowned and looked at the pile of tall undead around him.

After sensing Mo Fan's gaze, the undead skeletons turned their heads 360 degrees to meet Mo Fan's gaze, but they just stared and did not attack.

"Just leave, Boss Lu has never harmed me."

Mo Fan took a deep breath and was about to leave when Su Xiaoluo, perhaps because of too much pressure, burst into tears and ran towards the ancient capital city wall while crying.

"Oh my god, it's so scary, wuwu, don't come over, don't come over."

Su Xiaoluo covered his eyes and just followed his instinct and rushed forward.

Seeing this, the undead along the way moved to one side to avoid Su Xiaoluo's impact.

The new king has spoken and does not let attack. No one wants to be the first unobstructed undead.

I didn’t see that the Red Skull Demon Lord was still lying on the ground with his head just because he said something that didn’t sit well with him.

No one dared to help hand it back.

"Really works?!"

Zhang Xiaohou looked shocked. He had never met Lu Ming, but at this moment he was completely impressed by Lu Ming.

This is an army of hundreds of thousands of undead. To put it bluntly, they are a kind of demon. It is very rare to prevent them from attacking humans.

"Let me tell you, Boss Lu never lies to me."

Mo Fan chuckled and swaggered towards the ancient capital.

Tens of thousands of troops passed through it, not a single leaf touching them.

This feeling is wonderful.

"Hmm! Hello everyone, I am Lu Ming's little brother, Mo Fan."

"Everyone has worked hard, you can sit up when you are tired, just avoid some flowers and plants."

Mo Fan coughed and greeted the undead.

"And that big brother, if you take your intestines away, they'll stink."

Mo Fan pointed at the mound of fleshy corpse with intestines scattered all over the floor.

"Oh wow~!"

The corpse of Meiqiu screamed, and he really started to put the intestines scattered back to his stomach.

"Is Boss Lu's name so easy to use?"

Mo Fan was a little excited. Before he could continue to tease the other undead, he felt a huge force coming from his butt. The next moment, Mo Fan's body flew towards the wall of the ancient capital.

"Little furry kid."

Jiuyou touched his lips and wiped his shoes.

At this moment, on the wall of the ancient capital, Han Ji, Zhu Meng and others were looking at Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo in shock, as well as Mo Fan falling from the sky.

"How did you do it? Why didn't the undead attack you?"

"Did you resurrect the ancient king?"

The mission of Mo Fan and others is to find the ancient king, and the current situation seems to be the only way to explain it.

Han Ji rubbed his eyes, and asked after it was true.

He originally thought that a powerful Forbidden Curse Mage helped them isolate the ancient capital from the Shayuan Undead, and only then did the Shayuan Undead stop attacking.

Judging from the actions of Mo Fan and others, it was clear that the undead had stopped all attacks.

The reason behind this is unless the ancient king, the master of Shayuan, was resurrected and gave orders to these undead.