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The more he said, the more excited Lin Hao was. What he wanted to inherit from Yaoguang emperor's tomb was yuwenhu himself. If he was not in a hurry to enter the next level, it would be OK for him to spend more time here.

As soon as they reached a consensus, they took the skeleton king and the evil emperor out and stood among the skeleton soldiers. Although

is as like as two peas who died in the month, if the bones of the tomb are unknown, they will not only slow down their movements, but also slow down their attacks.

At first, they watched the four men come to their side, and their swords were slowly raised and stabbed at them. That's why Lin Hao could avoid their attack by walking alone under the pursuit of thousands of skeletal soldiers.

In the face of such a slow attack, how can these guys, who are all of high level strength, play a few tricks casually? Naturally, these skeletal soldiers have been smashed to pieces before they get a hair.

The scene was like a tsunami hitting a high-rise building. The soldiers were all over the ground, falling into scattered bones. Even the stalactites were about to fall.

Looking at the white bones all over the ground, the three men all cast their eyes on the king of bones, waiting for each other to turn enemies into friends.

The skeleton King stepped out, knelt down on one knee, holding the huge bone sword in both hands, stabbed to the ground, the scarlet ghost fire in his eyes suddenly lit up, and the boundless dead air swept every inch of scattered bones in an instant.

"Wandering soldiers The king of skeleton ordered in a low voice that the scarlet ghost fire in his eyes suddenly jumped, separated thousands and hundreds of them, and rushed toward the ground, "get up again from the dust and fight for your master!"

With the voice falling, the skeleton King slowly raised his wrist, and the bone sword was pulled out of the ground inch by inch, and the dead air in the air came in a crazy way, even devouring the free spirit of heaven and earth, covering the white bones on the ground.

Finally, the bone sword completely pulled away from the ground. The king held it in his hand and handed the tip of the sword to Lin Hao. The king knelt down on one knee and bowed his head respectfully. He said in a deep voice: "my Lord, I dare to beg. Can I have a drop of blood?"

"It's not hard." The Dragon chanting sword passed in the air. Lin Hao's fingertip had cut a wound, and it fell on the white bone sword. It slid down the wide blood trough and fell into the dust of the ground.

It was such a light movement, but it was like lighting the fuse of the explosive barrel, which made the originally silent skeletons suddenly pop up and collide with each other, making people's ears full of the sound of crashing.

In the blink of an eye, these skeletons were transformed into skeletal soldiers again. Their bones were even whiter, and the ghost fire in their empty eyes was also burning more vigorously.

No more words, they hold the weapons in their hands, kneel down like a wave, and hang their heads as deeply as the king of bones.

"All skeletal soldiers have been transformed." The skeleton king raised his head, and the scarlet ghost fire in his eyes leaped silently. "Congratulations, my Lord. Now this is your army."