Emperor of Death

Chapter 2236
"Squeak!" In the flames, the angry voice of the dead ants came out, and then Yechen saw that the body of the dead ants was covered with silver light, and the whole body was shining with crystal light, soaring into the sky against the blue flames.

"Boom!" The death ant and the dragon collided crazily again. This time, Yechen saw that the tentacles of the death ant pierced the joint between the neck and the lower abdomen of the dragon.

This is the reverse scale of the dragon.

It is the most precious and hardest position of the dragon, and it is also the weakest position.It is hard because this is the hardest part of the dragon scale, and weak because once it is injured, it is almost a fatal injury.

The tentacles pierced Dark Dragon's body, and then the strong death force exploded in Dark Dragon's body.

Then the tentacles of the dead ghost ant frantically tore again, tearing the wound even wider, and the dead ghost ant actually got in from the wound.

"Roar!" Minglong raised his head, let out a painful scream, turned his head back, and looked at a dead creature on the bones of the flying alien beast.

This is a general of the human race, wearing armor, with a long beard on his face, and a sword pinned to his waist, with a majestic expression on his face.

Behind the general, there are many masters.

Facing the eyes of the underworld dragon asking for help, these masters were all indifferent, watching silently all the time.

"Aw!" Minglong's screams became even more stern, and bursts of violent wailing resounded through the world, and a silver light suddenly appeared on his body, and the power of death surged crazily.

However, the wound on his lower abdomen is getting bigger and bigger...

Yechen saw that the death ant devoured the body of the dragon crazily. In less than ten seconds, the body of the dragon disappeared completely, leaving only the wailing head, wings and tail.

The underworld dragon fell from the sky, and then smashed hard on the ground. The remaining body continued to be devoured by the death ants. Before long, even the head was completely devoured by the death ants.

Then, the death ant turned around from the battlefield, and then ran towards Yechen. Yechen felt the joy in the heart of the death ant, not only the joy of devouring a dragon, but also the joy of seeing Yechen .

The death ant ran to Yechen Yechen's side and rubbed its head against Yechen's body, as if asking for credit.

"Hehe, not bad!" Yechen caressed the head of the death ant, he felt that after devouring the dragon of the high god, the death ant actually had a feeling of indigestion.Perhaps, he is about to advance.

After comforting the dead Ant, Yechen lay down on the ground to rest, and Yechen flew up and landed beside Lan Wen.

Lan Wen held the silver gun in her hand, pointed forward suddenly, and shouted sharply: "Kill!"

The dead creatures below rushed towards the enemy army like a tide, and the opponent also moved. The dead creatures below rushed towards him, and two torrents ran on the ground. Looking from the sky, they looked like ants.

Of course, there are many huge ants among them, and their huge bodies seem to stand out from the crowd.

"Boom!" The two torrents finally collided, and then they fought frantically.

Lan Wen saw that the opponent's soldiers cooperated well. The dead creatures with strong defensive capabilities stood at the front, followed by long-range archers and death mages.

On the other hand, the dead creatures rushing past by our side were all fighting on their own, scattered in the sand. Looking at the formation, Ye Chen seemed to see the result of the war.

Yechen could see it, so naturally Lan Wen could too.

However, Lan Wen remained indifferent, watching countless dead creatures die tragically in the local long-range fire.

My own side was too chaotic. Originally, the strength of the dead creatures was about the same, but because they didn't cooperate well, the ratio of death was about 8:1. Lan Wen's side suffered heavy losses.

The high-level officials of both sides were watching quietly, with indifferent expressions on their faces.

When the army was nearly half dead, Lan Wen asked her subordinates to sound the horn to retreat, and the army rushing forward frantically retreated as if the tide was ebbing.

"Hahahaha!" The enemy's coach let out a loud laugh: "The barbarian, dare to step into our Dragon Sword Country, you are looking for death."

"Let's go!" Lan Wen turned around and led everyone away.

After withdrawing for five hundred miles, Lan Wen and the others stopped in the air.

Such a short area can be reached by a high god in one breath.

Breaking the sky quietly floated in the air. As the commander's camp, Lan Wen led many dead creatures who took refuge in the main hall inside the breaking sky.

There are two seats for the main seat in the main hall, Yechen went to take the main seat without Lan Wen's telling.

As soon as Yechen sat down, before he had time to ask Lan Wen what happened, a zombie who looked like a young scholar walked out of the queue and said to Yechen, "Chen Xiayu, my lord."

This is a high god.

What surprised Yechen even more was that this was a highgod peak master, and the only one.

Of course, he who was not subdued by Yechen is still in a state of free soul.

In addition to being powerful, Ye Chen could also tell that this scholar was very different.

Yechen temporarily ignored this unusual scholar, but reached out to touch Lan Wen's fingertips, and soon Lan Wen's memory flooded towards Yechen.

The Emperor of Death came in person, and then ordered Lan Wen, one of the 73 princes, to give Lan Wen a token and lead the army to attack the city ahead.

From Lan Wen's rear, dead creatures gathered on their own every day to join Lan Wen's army. This situation was obviously very strange.

Most of these dead creatures are innocent, but under the control of inexplicable forces, they become a member of Lan Wen's army and obey Lan Wen's orders.

This thing is obviously very strange.

"This is the token!" Lan Wen spread her hands, and a token polished with white bones appeared above the palm of her hand, floating quietly, blooming with the power of death.

It was this token that allowed Lan Wen to control the dead creatures coming from behind.

Everything seemed to be realized according to the idea of ​​the death emperor. The only difference was that a scholar named Xia Yu suddenly appeared on the way.

Since joining Lan Wen's army, he has been watching quietly, even when Lan Wen commanded all the masters to kill the enemy, he was indifferent.

Ye Chen finally looked at the scholar squarely, and said to Xia Yu, "Where did you come from, sir?"

"Come from nowhere!" Xia Yu smiled lightly.

"Where are you going!" Ye Chen asked again.

"Go to the Lord's place." Xia Yu continued with a smile.

"My place?" Yechen looked at Xia Yu with an inexplicable smile.

Xia Yu smiled and said: "I don't know where the master came from, I just want the master to take me away. But, don't do it this way." While speaking, the folding fan in Xia Yu's hand pointed to the little skull death knight and others.

Yechen was slightly startled.

(End of this chapter)