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"If you say that your thoughts are blood choked in your throat, then your obsession is like a shackle that binds your soul!" The soft voice said softly, "As long as you let go of your obsession, everything will naturally be solved!"

Feng Qinglang took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice: "As long as I commit suicide, I can escape from this illusory world, is that so?"

"You are trying to design a trap for me, and then wrap me and all my logic in it! First of all, you have to believe from the bottom of your soul that all this is just a maze of illusion! Since everything is false, then What can't you let go? As long as you are willing to trust me with all your heart, I can help you, come, child, come to me..."

Feng Qinglang had to admit that the soft voice was full of convincing and powerful persuasion, but the strange behavior of those strong undead transported made him frown again. To a certain extent, the relationship between their souls The fire has been extinguished, and their own orders are the only guidepost for them to move forward, but now, they turned their heads in a daze, and looked towards the place where the death chant was buried.

"Could they be planning to dig out the things they just buried?" When Feng Qinglang asked, she realized that his order was no longer effective, and the transporting group of undead staggered directly towards the position of the chant of death. go.

Feng Qinglang rushed forward immediately, and knocked them all down with a few palms. He didn't dare to discuss with the voice anymore, turned around and galloped towards the road down the mountain.

In the depths of my mind, the soft voice sounded again: "It's because this illusory world wants to keep you. It's your preconceived notion that I must have conspiracies and tricks. That's why you saw the weird scene before."

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but stop, but he immediately bit his tongue hard, rushed out of the white mist with hatred, and rushed down the mountain at high speed, the voice was still determined, calmly persuading: "Son, turn back now , still in time..."

These words sounded over and over again, and Feng Qinglang almost invited Di Allen from the depths of the spiritual sea to resist the confusing voice.

Finally, after finally leaving the mountain peak, the voice gradually receded, but Feng Qinglang still couldn't help wondering whether it was possible to reach another world according to what he said, then, did he really reach the real world, or did he go to the real world? Another parallel space...

He didn't dare to think any more, worried that he would lose his mind, and then turned around and ran back.

His whole body was drenched, even fighting against ten peerless powerhouses, he probably wasn't so tired.

With a hoarse voice, he shouted: "The whole army retreats!"

The army of undead had been retreating hundreds of miles away before Feng Qinglang wrapped her fingers and pressed the remote control button of the death chant.

A silver-gray beam of light immediately pierced through the sky and was extremely gorgeous and dazzling. Not only the undead army witnessed this shocking scene, but also the human garrison on the Stormwind Fortress in the west, and the orc army in Lieyang Lake in the east. This is a different kind of fireworks.

The beam of light expanded rapidly, like a blooming rose of light, and the deafening roar came to the ears at this moment, and almost all creatures couldn't help covering their ears, ushering in a state of deafness!

Even though they were separated by hundreds of miles, the aftermath of the beam of light was still full of power!

The army of undead was blown up and down by this sudden frenzied air current, and it became a mess.

The undead canopy on the sky was also blown into chaos, holes were blown out by the airflow in many places, and the dazzling sunlight poured in from the holes, causing large numbers of undead to fall, and the last flame of life was blown out. When it dies, the body melts in decay, and many low-level skeletons are directly reduced to ashes in the sun...

The strongest among the necromancers hurriedly stood up again, chanting the incantation, allowing the dark sky to reshape and fill the vacancy.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while, Feng Qinglang looked to the south, if he felt something, the incomparably magnificent existence before had completely disappeared now, and it would be a deep pit, a new relic landscape on the Pandora Plain.

And the undead, who previously wouldn't howl even if they died, suddenly howled in unison, as if they instinctively felt that an important part of their lives had disappeared...

Feng Qinglang looked back to the north and looked at the so-called tens of thousands of kin, feeling in her heart, the undead is such a life form, what is the point of surviving in this way without knowing it, is it possible to spend tens of thousands of years of walking corpses waiting, waiting for an illusory Hope, is that the meaning of life?

He suddenly wanted to tear the sky of the undead, so that the undead clan would cease to exist!

A necromancer proclaimed in a buzzing voice: "Commander, this airflow has injected new power into our dark sky, enough to keep us alive for a thousand years! This is a successful sacrifice of the saints."

Feng Qinglang sighed, and finally gave up the impulsive thoughts that flashed through her mind, and said indifferently: "It is also the last worship of the undead. From now on, there will be no Trisia in Pandora... Next, we will withdraw to the world of the undead. In the next millennium, no one can go south without my order!"

The four envoys of the undead agreed in unison.

Castle in the Sky.

With the support of Weinnuo, Tang Xuan's limelight was the same as there was public opinion.

All those with a keen sense of politics have realized that it has become an irreversible fact that Tang's entry into the imperial family has become an irreversible fact. Looking back, the most bizarre thing in the world is nothing more than this. It turned out that it was the Tang family who was about to go down, and the one who claimed the title of emperor was actually Tang Xuan, who was believed to have never recovered from it many years ago.

For a long time in the past, the Tang Corporation has always claimed that they had no collusion with the rebels, but the facts speak louder than words. The Tang Corporation told everyone with the facts that this was the most successful political investment and the most brilliant collusion in the millennium. .

After a royal meeting called a democratic vote, Tang Xuan basically established the position of the first heir, and only waited for an auspicious day before he officially ascended the throne.

At this moment when it was supposed to be joyous, Tang Xuan was in a corner of the palace, drinking a lot of wine. There were no servants in the entire gorgeous courtyard, only Anu was by his side.

"...Brother Tang Xuan, you must choose someone to be the future queen." Anu accompanied the other party to have a drink with the moon, "You have been reading the list for a long time, have you come to a conclusion?"

Tang Xuan remained silent and drank another cup.

Anu sighed. Before Tang Xuan was selected into the talent training camp many years ago, his first love partner died of illness. Not long after that, his younger sister Tang Rui also returned to the stars. It's entangled.

"If you don't say anything, I'll just choose one for you."

"Hey, am I not thinking?"

"You've been thinking about it for too long. Also, you have to learn to call yourself Zhen."

"Haha, good, I think, if I really ask you to help choose, you must choose this one." Tang Xuan tapped Wumanela's name with his finger, "You are not afraid that Qingming will find me desperately, dare to put this name in Go on the list."