Chapter 566: Saran, your death is approaching!
"You!"
Before Saran could react, a silver vortex appeared under her feet, and her body fell uncontrollably.
Saran reacted quickly and was about to use magic to fly up.
But the silver vortex closed too quickly, and half of her palm fell to the ground when it suddenly closed.
————This is Saran's.
"Ah!!!"
A shrill scream suddenly arose, tearing the romance and tranquility of the street, and people screamed and ran away in panic.
Blue Bat seemed to be frightened by this horrible scene, and stood there motionless.
Only the corners of her mouth that did not rise due to her efforts to restrain herself revealed her current mood.
Oh, cool!
Hahaha, Saran, you have come to this day!
The undercover lady Blue Bat cheered in her heart.
Is it easy for her, a judge, to lurk alone around the black court red clothes! ?
She was brainwashed by Saran all day long, and said some anti-social and shattered remarks against her conscience.
Just now this jerk said he was going to teach me a lesson... Hahahaha I want to laugh when I mention this, believe in your own wisdom?
Now it depends on whether your wisdom is enough.
The undercover lady thought happily that if Saran was intact, she would continue to play the role of a good student.
If Saran was killed by this mysterious senior, she could retire and return home, change her identity and live an ordinary life!
On the other side.
Saran's right hand was dripping with blood, and half of his palm was cut off.
But this blood was nothing compared to the surrounding environment---undead! Densely packed with undead!
The ground was full of corpses and decayed breath, forming a sea of death.
"Sha! Yuan!"
Saran said word by word, her heart sinking continuously.
She had used the power of Sha Yuan to plan the catastrophe of the ancient capital, so she naturally knew the horror of this hell on earth.
Although she didn't know why she was brought here, it was probably a disaster.
"Haha, isn't this little Saran? She looks younger after not seeing you for a few years."
A frivolous laugh sounded, and Saran could tell the name of the visitor without even looking at her: "Queen Jiuyou!"
Queen Jiuyou was wearing a fitted palace dress with elaborate patterns. The only flaw was probably the ghostly aura that could not be concealed.
More importantly, Queen Jiuyou exuded the aura of a supreme monarch!
"Why did you bring me here?" Saran looked around and said calmly: "I think there is some misunderstanding between us, and I don't want to be your enemy..."
"Don't want to? But you've already done it."
"White Corpse King!" Saran didn't care about the blood dripping from his palm, and looked at another white corpse.
Another supreme monarch!
The White Corpse King was wearing a martial arts robe and holding his bronze spear in his hand, which looked particularly eye-catching.
————However, compared with the dark knight riding a tall dead horse next to him, he seemed much more low-key.
"Those who disobey the king will die!"
The Dark Knight raised his great sword, pointing the tip at Saran.
"Dark Sword Master! No, Despair Sword Master!?" For many years, Saran had not felt this kind of collapse of three views.
The rumors about the ancient king's expedition to the Egyptian pyramids are true!
Not only did it win, it also unified the underworld, taming and conquering beings like the Despair Sword Master!
"Wait!"
Saran said anxiously: "I have never disobeyed the great ancient king. He was a great emperor in his lifetime, and he was an invincible undead emperor in his undead life..."
As a black court red dress, Saran even thought about killing all humans and building a great kingdom of death, but never thought of attacking the Shayuan.
No, most humans are good people.
And the Shayuan is full of ruthless characters who kill without blinking an eye.
"The Supreme Lord is in charge, the rest of the undead come to me, and leave her a breath." Xu Fang's voice rang in the ears of every undead.
"Roar!!!"
"Ah!!!"
"Gah!!!"
The undead rioted, their scarlet or green eyes locked onto Saran, corpses and skeletons rushed over like a tide!
"Get out of the way!"
Saran roared, using magic to sweep away the undead in the front.
However, the number of undead she killed was a drop in the bucket compared to the increase. Looking down from the gray sky, you can see that the entire land is occupied by undead!
What's more, the weird poison she is best at is meaningless to the undead!
"Hehehe..."
An undead monarch holding a golden scepter stood out from the crowd. Its main body was the fleshy corpse minister of Shayuan, and a hideous Egyptian sheep demon head hung on its left shoulder.
The golden scepter was obviously created by the Pyramid of Khufu. Every time it was swung down with force, it would roll up a crushing aura, crushing the guy hit into sand.
"Tu Feng Zhan!"
A gust of wind rolled up around Saran, and the swirling wind turned into sharp blades, creating a vacuum zone with the whistling sound and fierce momentum.
Hua Hua Hua! ! !
The Sheep-Headed Monarch was surrounded by Tu Feng Zhan, and heads kept falling from its densely packed fat body.
"Hehehe..." The Sheep-Headed Monarch was laughing, and although his whole body was covered with sticky blood, he still rushed forward in a charging posture!
"Ugh!"
Saran groaned and flew backwards.
Before she landed, a group of ghost fog enveloped her, tearing her soul in her uncontrollable screams of pain!
What is despair?
At this moment, Saran completely understood.
Despair is being drowned by the great monarch, the orthodox monarch, and the boundless undead, and trying your best to barely protect yourself.
However, there is still the supreme monarch in the distance, and even the unfathomable undead emperor... They are watching me, treating my life-threatening as a lively monkey show.
"Ah————!!!"
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"King, the human's magic power has been exhausted, do you want to go and see?" The White Corpse King said respectfully before all the undead.
"Yes, go and see." Xu Fang nodded.
The Dark Sword Master on the side immediately bowed respectfully and let Xu Fang ride on his dead horse.
Salan was lying in a deep pit, and it was unknown whether it was mucus or corpse oil on his body. The undead were crowded next to him, which was disgusting and terrifying.
Da Da Da!
The crisp sound of horse hooves stopped above his head. Salan barely opened his lifeless eyes and looked at the figure covered with armor.
"Ancient King..." Salan murmured.
"Human, give me a reason not to kill you." A cold voice came from under the armor.
As if grabbing the last straw, Saran coughed up a few mouthfuls of black blood and said sternly: "I want to live! I want revenge!"
She wants revenge!
Those who cast the black guilty stone and made Wen Tai be convicted and dragged into the dark plane!
Those ignorant and ordinary people who are not worth protecting!
Even Wen Tai himself!
"My promise to him is based on only one basis, that is, he is alive!"
"Obviously he has an unparalleled status and so many powerful followers. He can obviously be a world changer! As long as he doesn't want to die, even the Holy City can't kill him!"
"But what about him? He was killed by those villains like a coward, so why should I keep that ridiculous promise?"
"How many people he protects, I will kill as many people!"
"In the name of me, Saran!"
Saran's voice was crazy and very contagious.
————However, this is the Shayuan, full of undead.
What Saran said was far less important than whether her body and soul were sour or spicy.
"So that's how it is. If that's the case..."
Seeing the ancient king nod, Saran rekindled his hope of life.
"Then go and die!"