Swallowing the Dragon Soul

Chapter 106
"These two people really don't want their lives, they actually entered the Tower of the Undead!"

"Major General, let's hurry up, this place is gloomy, and it's scary at night!"

"..."

A group of soldiers from the Tianyuan Empire talked a lot, but they all showed fear of the huge tower in front of them - the tower of the undead.

"No, we'll just wait here!" the man gritted his teeth.

He swore that he must catch Ling Hao, otherwise he wouldn't believe it!

"I want to see people when I live, and I want to see corpses when I die..."

……

At this time, in the Tower of the Undead.

As soon as Mu Yang walked into it, he felt endless yin and cold air blowing towards his face, subconsciously wrapped his clothes tightly around his body, but it seemed to have no effect, he could only release the power of his martial soul to protect his surroundings, and the Yangshen sword It was the ultimate sun, which made Mu Yang feel better!
"Why are you so unlucky? Didn't you read the almanac when you went out with Ling Hao? Why did you have a fight with that bastard from the Tianyuan Empire, and you were sent to the Tower of the Undead instead?" Mu Yang said with a sigh.

"Whizzing--"

The wind was blowing, and Mu Yang always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the darkness, so scared that he almost slipped under his feet, and hurriedly left this ghost place.

But Ling Hao was shocked to the Undead Tower, he had to find a way to save Ling Hao.

Suddenly, Mu Yang felt that two figures were approaching him at an extreme speed in the darkness, and his expression changed drastically.

In the Tianyuan Empire and the Qianyuan Empire, everyone in the world knows the horror of the Undead Tower.

According to legend, this place was originally the residence of a strong man, but for some reason, the strong man turned into an undead and awakened a special undead martial soul. Even after death, the undead he summoned back then remained in this tower.

That strong man was tough all his life, and he left countless good things behind. Countless people were crazy about this Tower of the Undead, but no one got out alive.

It is said that if you enter the tower of the undead, you will be assimilated by these undead and directly become one of these undead.

"Ling Hao bless me...then it must not be true. I am so handsome, I really don't want to be an undead..." Mu Yang begged God to worship Ling Hao in his heart, and opened his eyes suddenly. A confident smile was restored.

But when he saw clearly the two figures galloping not far away, he almost fainted from fright.

Nima, what the hell is this...

All that remains of the whole body is the skeleton, with blue light emitting from the eyeholes, a piece of green on the top of the head, and the bones exuding a strange golden luster!
The problem is, this skeleton can move like a human.

"Nimma, don't play like this..." Mu Yang wailed in his heart, "Did you die because of the green on the top of your head? This matter really has nothing to do with me..."

It's just two skeletons, no matter what Mu Yang thinks, they have already punched Mu Yang. On the fists, densely covered with strange patterns, there is a sense of undead that destroys everything...

Mu Yang took a deep breath and could only rush out.

However, Ling Hao, who was bombarded to the top of the Undead Tower, slammed into the tower fiercely, but he was already in a coma, and he couldn't find that the place he passed through the tower was intact.

It was as if he had passed through the wall and entered the tower.

Around Ling Hao's body, there are countless faint white lights floating, each one is so dazzling, but it contains extremely huge energy.

"Jie Jie..."

The devil's laughter that seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell made people feel very uncomfortable. Ling Hao, who was in a coma, frowned.

Ling Hao, who was in a coma, felt that his whole body was being corroded by a strange and cold aura, and he was enduring great torment.

"what--"

In the end, however, he cried out in pain, his face was unimaginably ferocious, as if he had witnessed some extremely terrifying scene, and his whole body trembled slightly!
"No, don't try to manipulate my body, it belongs to me!"

suddenly.

Ling Hao roared subconsciously, the power of Tuntian Divine Soul exploded in his body the next moment.

"Boom boom-"

The power was rampant in Ling Hao's body, and finally Ling Hao saw the strange white lights in his body deep in his consciousness.

It turned out to be undead formed by condensed resentment after death, rushing into Ling Hao's body, trying to snatch the control of Ling Hao's body!

Ling Hao has completely exhausted his strength, and his superficial consciousness is almost in a coma, only deep in his heart is a great resistance to others controlling his current body.

Finally, after more and more grievances of the undead condensed in the body, Ling Hao finally let out a low growl, and the consciousness in the depths completely exploded, which barely stabilized Ling Hao's consciousness!
"Jie Jie..." The weird laughter still echoed in Ling Hao's ears, the fragile resentment of the undead was scattered by Ling Hao's bombardment, but there was more white light, rushing towards Ling Hao's body.

Ever since the murderous name of the Tower of the Undead was widely spread, no one alive has come here for an unknown number of years.

The appearance of Ling Hao drove all the resentment of the undead completely crazy!
"what--"

Even in a coma, Ling Hao was still deeply hurt by the huge energy when the resentment of countless undead rushed into his body, and he couldn't help but let out a low growl.

The consciousness in the depths of his mind was also gradually submerged in more and more undead, and Ling Hao was completely sunk in the countless undead.

Ling Hao, who was in a deep coma, almost didn't know that his current body was about to be seized by a group of undead.

Just in time of crisis.

An ancient heavenly demon's breath burst out from Ling Hao's body, and instantly swept through the entire Undead Tower.

All the undead souls that entered Ling Hao's body instantly turned into nothingness and merged into the demon energy.

When the void gradually calmed down, Ling Hao's pale expression recovered at an almost crazy speed.

"what--"

I don't know how long it has passed, Ling Hao felt that he had a splitting headache, he suddenly woke up from the coma, and looked around in horror.

At this moment, the memory of the coma flooded into Ling Hao's body like a tide.

"Countless undead wanted to capture my body, but they were swallowed up by the burst of energy from the Ancient Magic Sutra. There was also a large amount of energy fused into my body!" Ling Hao said in shock.

After recovering for a long time, when Ling Hao fused the remaining energy in his body and his spirit gradually recovered, he slowly opened his eyes and exhaled several mouthfuls of turbid air in succession.

"Ancient Magic Sutra, what kind of martial skill is it..." Ling Hao said in shock.

It was just a fragment of a scroll, after it was digested by Ling Hao, at a critical moment, it fused with dozens of undead, devoured everything from these undead, and then disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few traces in Ling Hao's body. The energy of the undead.

With the help of these energies, Ling Hao broke through the eighth level of warriors in one go, and stepped straight into the realm of the ninth level!
"boom--"

Suddenly, a strange energy exploded in Ling Hao's mind, Ling Hao had a headache for a while, the light in his eyes became brighter, he got up suddenly, rushed to the stairs of the Undead Tower, and ran towards the bottom of the Undead Tower.

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