Chapter 278
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"Call? Interesting... But it's too weak! "
When the sound comes from the deep of the soul again, the sky suddenly changes.
The three deadlocked evil spirits seemed to be torn to pieces by the living ones, and the virtual shadow slowly dissipated.
In the sky, the force of death of the thick fog emerged, forming a rolling, surging black fog. When the force of death gushed out, the powerful pressure suddenly appeared. The strong pressure made the air in the hall seem to be distorted.
The strong breath is suffocating.
The surging black fog was sketching, and within a moment, a huge shadow of the black robe appeared in the hall, floating on the top of the liches below.
The fire of soul in the pupil is beating, far more violent than usual.
The six figures in the hall looked up speechless at the huge empty shadow above, which was like death.
What's that?
Even if they exist for thousands of years, they still don't know, and they don't have any relevant information in their memory.
The dead?
No, the Lich King is the king of the undead. There can be no more powerful existence than it!
So what is it?
Such a strong force of death, such a vast soul, isn't it
"Bang Dang!"
It even knelt down, as a king, it even fell to the ground.
The other five liches did not know why the king did this, but they knelt down on one knee, bowed their heads and covered their chest.
"My God! You finally show up
It seems to be very excited. Although it has no expression, it can be heard from the words.
"For thousands of years, I have been wondering and thinking about how we were born? How to be reborn in that disaster, to have a body again, to have endless life, I have been thinking, which noble existence has given us the gift of "eternal life"
He raised his head, and the green fire of soul was beating in his pupils. He looked at the huge shadow of black robe on his head
"It's you! The God of the dead, the God of the dead
God of the dead?
Looking at the figures kneeling in the hall, Li Meng muttered to himself.
The situation is changing too fast.
These undead are not weak. From their bodies, Li Meng felt the strong power of death, and his soul was also surprisingly powerful. I don't know how many times more than those undead that Li Meng swallowed up before.
Look at their shape, they are normal human body, but the body has lost its vitality, because it has a strong power of death, it is not as "ugly" as zombies.
In particular, it has the most powerful strength, which is the strong existence that Li Meng felt when he passed by.
Known as the God of the dead.
It looks like they've got the wrong person!
What should we do now?
The strength of these guys is not weak. If there is a battle, I'm afraid it will be a protracted battle in the case of one on six.
Let them go?
Li Meng is a little unwilling. They are very strong and their souls are too attractive.
Not to mention six people, devouring one of them, Li Meng's spirit body will become perfect.
For a moment, Li Meng hesitated and couldn't make a decision.
"Well..."
With a flash in his mind, Li Meng suddenly thought of it.
Since the following guys mistook him for the God of the dead, why not mistake him for the God of the dead?
You don't need to devour them if you want to complete the spirit body. There are many powerful elites on the island. Although their strength is limited, they can still complete the spirit body and become a perfect form as long as they are large.
Moreover, with the identity of "God of the dead", Li Meng is equivalent to having the whole family of the dead. Although he is a fake God, as long as the spirit body is strong enough, even if it is false, it will become true.
Li Meng is still very strange to this world. Although he has no idea about this world, he has to leave some traces of his own since he came here.
What's more, Li Meng has always doubted that the two worlds are closely related. Maybe there are human beings in the earth world in this world.
This possibility is very high!
It's not impossible.
If it is true, the world will have to make some plans, at least not to let it go.
There is a language barrier. Li Meng can't understand what they say.
Fortunately, Li Meng can communicate through spirit.
This kind of communication ignores the language barrier, although the language is different, as long as through spiritual communication, we will naturally know the meaning of each other's words.
The power of the mind is very convenient.
"Not long after I woke up, I have forgotten a lot of things for a long time, but I don't remember what I did to you. The place where I sleep is under the black soil. You should be attacked by the power of death and naturally turn into" undead ". This is destiny, the arrangement of destiny!"
It's not difficult to tell lies. It's not a problem for Li Meng to tell lies that people believe. Li Meng has rich experience in this field.
The green flame of the pupil is jumping wildly. It has no doubt about Li Meng's words. It says crazily and hoarsely: "whether it's fate or gift, for us, the return of the God of the dead is everything, and the family of the dead will rise again!"
It seems that this guy is a war maniac with great ambition.
The rise of a species is, of course, accompanied by killing.
However, Li mengcai doesn't care what it does!
If the undead can really occupy a place in this world, it is not all bad for Li Meng.
"Oh! Do you know that there is no lack of strong people in this world, and even God may be damaged. Now my strength has not been restored, and I can not give you too much protection. Before my strength is restored, you need to be self reliant! "
"Eh..."
I don't know why, Li Meng made a surprise.
The gray hand of the soul stretched out from the black shadow of the sky to the ground.
The appearance of the hand of the soul, kneeling down of course, they also see.
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"Call? Interesting... But it's too weak! "
When the sound comes from the deep of the soul again, the sky suddenly changes.
The three deadlocked evil spirits seemed to be torn to pieces by the living ones, and the virtual shadow slowly dissipated.
In the sky, the force of death of the thick fog emerged, forming a rolling, surging black fog. When the force of death gushed out, the powerful pressure suddenly appeared. The strong pressure made the air in the hall seem to be distorted.
The strong breath is suffocating.
The surging black fog was sketching, and within a moment, a huge shadow of the black robe appeared in the hall, floating on the top of the liches below.
The fire of soul in the pupil is beating, far more violent than usual.
The six figures in the hall looked up speechless at the huge empty shadow above, which was like death.
What's that?
Even if they exist for thousands of years, they still don't know, and they don't have any relevant information in their memory.
The dead?
No, the Lich King is the king of the undead. There can be no more powerful existence than it!
So what is it?
Such a strong force of death, such a vast soul, isn't it
"Bang Dang!"
It even knelt down, as a king, it even fell to the ground.
The other five liches did not know why the king did this, but they knelt down on one knee, bowed their heads and covered their chest.
"My God! You finally show up
It seems to be very excited. Although it has no expression, it can be heard from the words.
"For thousands of years, I have been wondering and thinking about how we were born? How to be reborn in that disaster, to have a body again, to have endless life, I have been thinking, which noble existence has given us the gift of "eternal life"
He raised his head, and the green fire of soul was beating in his pupils. He looked at the huge shadow of black robe on his head
"It's you! The God of the dead, the God of the dead
God of the dead?
Looking at the figures kneeling in the hall, Li Meng muttered to himself.
The situation is changing too fast.
These undead are not weak. From their bodies, Li Meng felt the strong power of death, and his soul was also surprisingly powerful. I don't know how many times more than those undead that Li Meng swallowed up before.
Look at their shape, they are normal human body, but the body has lost its vitality, because it has a strong power of death, it is not as "ugly" as zombies.
In particular, it has the most powerful strength, which is the strong existence that Li Meng felt when he passed by.
Known as the God of the dead.
It looks like they've got the wrong person!
What should we do now?
The strength of these guys is not weak. If there is a battle, I'm afraid it will be a protracted battle in the case of one on six.
Let them go?
Li Meng is a little unwilling. They are very strong and their souls are too attractive.
Not to mention six people, devouring one of them, Li Meng's spirit body will become perfect.
For a moment, Li Meng hesitated and couldn't make a decision.
"Well..."
With a flash in his mind, Li Meng suddenly thought of it.
Since the following guys mistook him for the God of the dead, why not mistake him for the God of the dead?
You don't need to devour them if you want to complete the spirit body. There are many powerful elites on the island. Although their strength is limited, they can still complete the spirit body and become a perfect form as long as they are large.
Moreover, with the identity of "God of the dead", Li Meng is equivalent to having the whole family of the dead. Although he is a fake God, as long as the spirit body is strong enough, even if it is false, it will become true.
Li Meng is still very strange to this world. Although he has no idea about this world, he has to leave some traces of his own since he came here.
What's more, Li Meng has always doubted that the two worlds are closely related. Maybe there are human beings in the earth world in this world.
This possibility is very high!
It's not impossible.
If it is true, the world will have to make some plans, at least not to let it go.
There is a language barrier. Li Meng can't understand what they say.
Fortunately, Li Meng can communicate through spirit.
This kind of communication ignores the language barrier, although the language is different, as long as through spiritual communication, we will naturally know the meaning of each other's words.
The power of the mind is very convenient.
"Not long after I woke up, I have forgotten a lot of things for a long time, but I don't remember what I did to you. The place where I sleep is under the black soil. You should be attacked by the power of death and naturally turn into" undead ". This is destiny, the arrangement of destiny!"
It's not difficult to tell lies. It's not a problem for Li Meng to tell lies that people believe. Li Meng has rich experience in this field.
The green flame of the pupil is jumping wildly. It has no doubt about Li Meng's words. It says crazily and hoarsely: "whether it's fate or gift, for us, the return of the God of the dead is everything, and the family of the dead will rise again!"
It seems that this guy is a war maniac with great ambition.
The rise of a species is, of course, accompanied by killing.
However, Li mengcai doesn't care what it does!
If the undead can really occupy a place in this world, it is not all bad for Li Meng.
"Oh! Do you know that there is no lack of strong people in this world, and even God may be damaged. Now my strength has not been restored, and I can not give you too much protection. Before my strength is restored, you need to be self reliant! "
"Eh..."
I don't know why, Li Meng made a surprise.
The gray hand of the soul stretched out from the black shadow of the sky to the ground.
The appearance of the hand of the soul, kneeling down of course, they also see.
"Call? Interesting... But it's too weak! "When the sound comes from the deep of the soul again, the sky suddenly changes.The three deadlocked evil spirits seemed to be torn to pieces by the living ones, and the virtual shadow slowly dissipated.In the sky, the force of death of the thick fog emerged, forming a rolling, surging black fog. When the force of death gushed out, the powerful pressure suddenly appeared. The strong pressure made the air in the hall seem to be distorted.The strong breath is suffocating.The surging black fog was sketching, and within a moment, a huge shadow of the black robe appeared in the hall, floating on the top of the liches below.The fire of soul in the pupil is beating, far more violent than usual.The six figures in the hall looked up speechless at the huge empty shadow above, which was like death.What's that?Even if they exist for thousands of years, they still don't know, and they don't have any relevant information in their memory.The dead?No, the Lich King is the king of the undead. There can be no more powerful existence than it!So what is it?Such a strong force of death, such a vast soul, isn't it"Bang Dang!"It even knelt down, as a king, it even fell to the ground.The other five liches did not know why the king did this, but they knelt down on one knee, bowed their heads and covered their chest."My God! You finally show upIt seems to be very excited. Although it has no expression, it can be heard from the words."For thousands of years, I have been wondering and thinking about how we were born? How to be reborn in that disaster, to have a body again, to have endless life, I have been thinking, which noble existence has given us the gift of "eternal life"He raised his head, and the green fire of soul was beating in his pupils. He looked at the huge shadow of black robe on his head"It's you! The God of the dead, the God of the deadGod of the dead?Looking at the figures kneeling in the hall, Li Meng muttered to himself.The situation is changing too fast.These undead are not weak. From their bodies, Li Meng felt the strong power of death, and his soul was also surprisingly powerful. I don't know how many times more than those undead that Li Meng swallowed up before.Look at their shape, they are normal human body, but the body has lost its vitality, because it has a strong power of death, it is not as "ugly" as zombies.In particular, it has the most powerful strength, which is the strong existence that Li Meng felt when he passed by.Known as the God of the dead.It looks like they've got the wrong person!What should we do now?The strength of these guys is not weak. If there is a battle, I'm afraid it will be a protracted battle in the case of one on six.Let them go?Li Meng is a little unwilling. They are very strong and their souls are too attractive.Not to mention six people, devouring one of them, Li Meng's spirit body will become perfect.For a moment, Li Meng hesitated and couldn't make a decision."Well..."With a flash in his mind, Li Meng suddenly thought of it.Since the following guys mistook him for the God of the dead, why not mistake him for the God of the dead?You don't need to devour them if you want to complete the spirit body. There are many powerful elites on the island. Although their strength is limited, they can still complete the spirit body and become a perfect form as long as they are large.Moreover, with the identity of "God of the dead", Li Meng is equivalent to having the whole family of the dead. Although he is a fake God, as long as the spirit body is strong enough, even if it is false, it will become true.Li Meng is still very strange to this world. Although he has no idea about this world, he has to leave some traces of his own since he came here.What's more, Li Meng has always doubted that the two worlds are closely related. Maybe there are human beings in the earth world in this world.This possibility is very high!It's not impossible.If it is true, the world will have to make some plans, at least not to let it go.There is a language barrier. Li Meng can't understand what they say.Fortunately, Li Meng can communicate through spirit.This kind of communication ignores the language barrier, although the language is different, as long as through spiritual communication, we will naturally know the meaning of each other's words.The power of the mind is very convenient."Not long after I woke up, I have forgotten a lot of things for a long time, but I don't remember what I did to you. The place where I sleep is under the black soil. You should be attacked by the power of death and naturally turn into" undead ". This is destiny, the arrangement of destiny!"It's not difficult to tell lies. It's not a problem for Li Meng to tell lies that people believe. Li Meng has rich experience in this field.The green flame of the pupil is jumping wildly. It has no doubt about Li Meng's words. It says crazily and hoarsely: "whether it's fate or gift, for us, the return of the God of the dead is everything, and the family of the dead will rise again!"It seems that this guy is a war maniac with great ambition.The rise of a species is, of course, accompanied by killing.However, Li mengcai doesn't care what it does!If the undead can really occupy a place in this world, it is not all bad for Li Meng."Oh! Do you know that there is no lack of strong people in this world, and even God may be damaged. Now my strength has not been restored, and I can not give you too much protection. Before my strength is restored, you need to be self reliant! ""Eh..."I don't know why, Li Meng made a surprise.The gray hand of the soul stretched out from the black shadow of the sky to the ground.The appearance of the hand of the soul, kneeling down of course, they also see.
