Bloodline of Beast God

Chapter 234 Repelling the Necromancer
Mo Chen was shocked and was about to pull back when he saw a bone knife emerge from the gray light and stab into his thigh.

"Pfft." A strong pain came, and Mo Chen's face suddenly turned extremely pale. At this time, the two brothers Toli and Tong Ri were very weak and had no fighting strength at all, so they could only stand on the ground and worry.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang burst into a burst of intense brilliance from the long sword in his hand. On the long sword, a clear and crisp dragon chant sounded, and a purple swimming dragon flew out and hit the necromancer's body.

"Touch." The necromancer was caught off guard and was knocked out. At this moment, Mo Chen threw out the golden words in his hand, and a huge force of life was brought up from the golden words, and stabbed towards the necromancer. Mo Chen's body fell to the ground, and Tori hurriedly caught Mo Chen.

I saw the golden language hit the Necromancer's chest, and a burst of strong green light burst out.

"Aww." There was a tragic scream from the necromancer's mouth.

"Boy, you all wait for me, I will be back." As soon as the words fell, a burst of silver-white light erupted from the necromancer's body, and disappeared out of thin air with a whoosh. With a crisp sound, Mo Chen made a casual move, and Jin Yu sank into his body.

"Xiaochen, how are you?" Feng Qingyang ignored the disappearing necromancer and walked to Mochen worriedly

"Master, I'm fine." Mo Chen pulled out the bone knife stuck in his leg, sealed the meridians on his leg, and prevented the blood from flowing out. This time, it may not be possible to recover in ten or eight days. This is still a matter of consideration. In the case of Mochen's superb self-healing ability.

Everyone's attention was on Mo Chen. At this time, in the pool of ice eyes, the Frost Giant Dragon King and other dragon powerhouses floated out one after another. Lan's father was actually injured. He was pulled out by other people. There was a bloody hole in his chest that was bleeding. This frost giant dragon seemed to be dying.

"Ang." Seeing this, Xiaolan quickly crawled over with her mother. At this time, Xiaolan's father also recovered his body, and the blood hole in his chest became more obvious.

"Xiaolan, father can't protect you anymore." Xiaolan's father's voice was extremely weak, and he could only breathe.

"Ang, ang." Xiaolan crawled beside his father, tears flowed from her eyes, very sad.

At this time, Feng Yunchi walked up to Mo Chen and said, "Brother, you are the son of life, can you help him?" The man Feng Yunchi was talking about was naturally Xiaolan's father.

"Okay, I'll try my best." Mo Chen endured the wound on his leg, and limped to Xiaolan's father. The body of life was activated. Due to the excessive consumption, the body of life could barely provide a little life Power.

Mo Chen injected all these life forces into the son of the dragon, and finally shook his head helplessly, showing a wry smile, and said, "Brother Fengyun, I'm sorry, Xiaolan's father was seriously injured, I can control it now." The power of life is simply not enough to heal his injuries, and there is nothing I can do."

"Is there really no other way?" Feng Yunchi said lightly, at this moment, Xiaolan's mother and Xiaolan looked at Mochen expectantly.

Mo Chen still shook his head helplessly, and said: "Maybe if the Elf Queen is here, she can do it. I, no, I'm not capable enough. I'm sorry, Brother Fengyun." Mo Chen felt ashamed.

"It's okay, you've tried your best." Feng Yunchi patted Mochen's shoulder and comforted him.

"Lord Beast God, although I couldn't cure me, I'm still very grateful to you, my child. I can feel at ease by being by the side of Lord Beast God's brother." After finishing speaking, Xiaolan's father gradually closed his eyes. Eyes closed, life drained rapidly, and eventually died.

"Ang." From the mouths of all the giant dragons, the passionate dragon chant sounded, resounding through the entire Arctic ice field.

"Necromancer, I, the Frost Giant Dragon Clan, will definitely seek justice." The Frost Giant Dragon King said coldly to the sky. The experts in the Nine Layer Realm were also shocked.

"Huh." Everyone sighed. As a strong dragon group, a seventh-rank giant dragon died tragically in the hands of a necromancer. In order to protect Bingyan and Wannian Xuanbing, Xiaolan's father sacrificed himself Fortunately, Wannian Xuanbing guarded his life, and it was he who guarded the peace of the extreme northern ice field.

"Ang." The group of dragons uttered a loud dragon chant again. At this time, other giant frost dragons within the range of the ice eye also approached the ice eye, and hundreds of giant frost dragons prostrated themselves on the ground one after another. , eyes full of sadness.

At this time, Mo Chen also saw that behind the group of frost dragons, several tall figures came into everyone's sight, and they were the only remaining Titans.

"Five, plus the previous eight, are there only these eight left in the Titan family?" Mo Chen frowned. Among the five Titans behind, there is only one young woman, and three are old. A young titan.

When the five Titans arrived, the three tall Titans greeted them respectfully, and the eight Titans lowered their heads, mourning silently.

"Dragon friends, rest in peace." One of the old titans said.

It lasted for an entire hour before Xiaolan's father's body was dragged away by other frost dragons, and they even threw the body into the ice-eyed pool.

In fact, after each frost dragon died, the body would be thrown into the ice eye pool. This is the habit of the frost dragon family. It is said that the ten thousand year black ice can freeze their corpses so that they will not rot.

"Lord Beast God, what instructions do you have?" After everything was over, the Frost Dragon King stood beside Mochen respectfully and asked.

"You Frost Giant Dragon Clan, guard this ice eye. If there is a necromancer who steals this Ten Thousand Years Black Ice in the future, you must guard it well." Mo Chen said.

"Okay, my family of giant frost dragons will devote all their strength to guard the mysterious ice for thousands of years." The giant frost dragon king said firmly.

"Well, if that's the case, I'm relieved. I'm here, and I want to communicate with the Titans." Saying this, Mo Chen walked in front of the eight Titans.

One of the oldest Titans looked at Mochen unkindly, and an old voice sounded: "Boy, don't think that if the Frost Dragon King calls you a beast god, we will surrender to you. I will not have any contact with you humans."

"Ah, senior, you misunderstood, I came here for this." Saying that, Mo Chen took out the bead given to him by the Titan in the crypt from the storage ring.

Immediately, the eight Titans froze, staring blankly at the bead in Mo Chen's hand.

"This, this is, this is the inheritance of our Titan family, why, why is it in your hands, you are?" For a moment, the eight Titans became excited, and it can be seen that several old Titans, their bodies He was trembling with excitement.

(End of this chapter)