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Ninety million in six minutes, sixty minutes in an hour, that's 900 million! Think again that this calling ceremony should last at least one and a half hours

One hour is two hours, one and a half hours is three hours, three hours, each hour is 900 million, 3927

2.7 billion!!!

I'm dying, don't stop me!!

Lin Hao is almost crazy, no one can experience Lin Hao's mood at the moment.

Every minute and every second he saw his Yuanshi passing by so crazily, it made Lin Hao see what despair was. Every minute and every second he passed was tens of millions of Yuanshi. It turned out that this was not a few million yuan per minute, but tens of millions of yuan per minute.

However, this is not to be proud. Lin Hao is going to cry to death.

For Lin Hao, this is simply a kind of torture, triple torture of flesh, body, soul and wallet! This kind of torture continues to be crazy!

Lin Hao has a feeling that he is going to be turned into a river by sadness, but all this can't stop. For Lin Hao, every soldier of the dead empire is very important. This is Lin Hao's guarantee against the enemy in the future. It's not only the 600 throne, but also the lower dead soldiers.

At least in the battlefield under the emperor, this principle is always applicable. Even if the number is enough, even the emperor dare not ignore so many attacks.

It's very important, it's very important, we must not give up, we must not stop

Lin Hao comforted himself silently in his heart, but he couldn't stop the heartache. What's the matter? Why is it so heartache? Oh, by the way, is it Yuanshi that flows out? That's my sweat!

Lin Hao was already so sad that he cried and fainted, but there was no way. His big sword, with tears in his eyes, had to be put on his head.

Lin Hao is destined to torture for an hour and a half in this pain.

At the moment, the skeleton king is floating on the stone platform, and the huge black robe is windless. The whole body of the skeleton king is full of a kind of evil solemnity. Lin Hao has seen the records about hell, and it is said that the emperor of hell was born, which is such a majestic scene, although the strength of the skeleton king is not enough to be called the king of God Realm, but in a short time, just by virtue of this violent output of dead Qi, has exceeded the strength of the skeleton king himself.

Endless dead air gushed out from the king's body and poured into the ground continuously. The fire of the king's soul was very strong, and a strange low voice could be heard in the air, like a poem.

If Lin Hao understood the special voice of the underworld, he would remember that he had heard such singing. Unfortunately, now Lin Hao is immersed in grief and can't extricate himself, so he has no time to care about the singing content.

The line of sight flows into the ground along with the dead breath of the skeleton King until it slowly spreads out from the ground. Through countless special underground veins, it slowly flows into the dead place of Yuejian mountain.

At this moment, the dead air coming out of the ground seems to have magic power. It is very scattered but evenly rolled up to all the corpses on the periphery of Yuejian mountain. The dead air slowly surges from the periphery of Yuejian mountain to the middle. The speed is very slow, but it is like a raging wave