The reactions of Zi Wang and Zhao Yong made Du Er more and more convinced that this noble young master was a rare commodity. Coupled with Zhao Sicheng's stunned expression, Du Er stretched out his long stick and grabbed Zhao Sicheng.
"Charming!" Mei Ji's purple eyes glowed with purple light, and Mei Ji, who was activating the "Xuan Tian Sha Nu Dafa" with all her strength, showed an aura that swept the world at this moment.
Du Er¡¯s consciousness completely disappeared, and only those strange purple eyes remained in his mind.
Mei Ji said to Du Er: "I am your king."
Du Er¡¯s eyes also turned purple and repeated: ¡°You are my king.¡±
"It is your instinct to obey the king."
"It is my instinct to obey the king." Seeing the purple color in Du Er's eyes, Mei Ji pulled out the iron vine. The iron vine shook and turned into a long whip. Mei Ji took a whip flower and whipped it. Durben's already very tattered clothes.
Being whipped, Du Er not only did not wake up, but showed a smile, as if he remembered some good memories.
Zhao Sicheng was amazed, discovering for the first time that Mei Ji actually had such a side. I don't know whether Mei Ji didn't want to be violent in front of Zhao Sicheng, or Mei Ji didn't like violence in nature. After testing Du Er, she really fell into charm, so Mei Ji put away the iron vine.
Seeing that Du Er¡¯s eyeballs turned completely purple, Mei Ji smiled beautifully and said softly: ¡°In addition to obeying the king, you must also obey your master.¡±
Du Er smiled and repeated: "In addition to obeying the king, I must also obey my master."
Mei Ji said with a strange frequency: "Your master is Xiaoyao."
Du Er repeated: "My master"
When he said the word "master", most of the purple in Du Er's eyes disappeared. A strong death aura emerged from the top of the head, and the death aura formed a skeleton on the top of Du'er's head. The purple color in Du'er's eyes completely faded, and he said: "My master is not him."
Finished. Du Er grabbed Zhao Sicheng again.
"Charm!" Unfortunately, Du Er has become slightly immune to Mei Ji's charm.
"Full moon!" Ziyun's fighting spirit formed a full moon, blocking Du Er.
"Tornado!" Without time to chant the spell, Zi Hua instantly fired a holy-level "tornado" to contain Du'er's actions.
"Drink!" he scolded several times. During the day, he was still cleaning the chapel. The beautiful maids with low eyebrows also drew their swords and stabbed Du Er.
Purple King and Zhao Yong arrived together and fought with the false god Du Er.
"Master." Mei Ji burst into tears, she couldn't understand. Du Er, who had been completely charmed by himself, would suddenly break his "Xuan Tian Sha Nu Dharma".
Zhao Sicheng had no intention of letting Mei Ji become a combatant, but Mei Ji ended up like this, without any ability to protect herself. How can Zhao Sicheng be reassured?
Just when she was about to reprimand Mei Ji, Shuang'er said: "Sister Mei Ji, you did a good job just now, but that false god was already controlled by others before he was charmed by you. Because he heard the word 'Master' Sensitive words will break away from your charm. Sister Mei Ji, please pay attention next time."
Zhao Sicheng nodded. I agree with Shuang'er's explanation. Then the focus turned to the battle between Zi Wang, Zhao Yong and Du Er.
Du Er doesn¡¯t have much magical power, but he is a false god. Possessing some of the abilities of the real gods, neither Zi Wang nor Zhao Yong's energy is as strong as Du'er's. It is indeed difficult for the two of them to capture Du'er together.
The Purple King is okay and has rich experience in actual combat. Unfortunately, he was dragged down by Zhao Yong several times. Seeing that Zhao Yong is becoming more and more proficient in the use of god-level energy, it is indeed beneficial to fight against the false god Du'er.
The priests who had just been killed by the magic ball actually got up from the ground one by one, lowered their heads and moved in the direction of Zhao Sicheng. The sound of bones colliding and rubbing sounded in the air: "Mr. Zhao, the reincarnation of the God of Knowledge, you and I have no grievances. Why do you want to bully me like this?"
"Necromancer!" Zhao Sicheng said to the direction from which the voice came: "It is obviously the priest of your puppet god who tricked me here and wanted to harm my sister-in-law. You actually asked me what I meant."
Zhao Sicheng yelled "What do you mean?", causing a "pop" sound, and the corpses of the priests who stood up exploded one after another, which was a test of each other's moves with the necromancer.
"Purple King and Zhao Yong are back, and Mei Ji takes Shuang'er back to the car." Zhao Sicheng said and stood up from the magic wooden chair: "It's interesting that a higher god can also stay in the original continent."
The Necromancer replied: "Why didn't the God of Knowledge stay in the origin continent in the body of a god? We are the same kind of people, so it is better to find the origin place together."
"Original Continent, Origin Crystal, Origin Land" these three specific words flashed through Zhao Sicheng's mind instantly.It is said that "the upper gods, the gods, the gods, and all walks of life have returned." Zhao Sicheng seems to have found the reason for the invasion of Yuanjing Continent by all walks of life.
Zhao Sicheng smiled and said: "Since it is cooperation, we have to separate priorities. How about I make the decision?"
The Necromancer pretended to be furious: "Your Highness is so insincere. In this case, let me, this little toy, play with the God of Knowledge."
"That's exactly what I meant. I also like the mage's little toy. Master, don't be stingy, just let me play with it." Zhao Sicheng rarely took the lead in attacking, but put on a defensive posture.
Du'er was furious when he heard this. Although he could tell from the words that Zhao Sicheng and his master were of the same level, Du'er couldn't believe it. He was a young aristocratic young man with delicate skin and tender flesh, and a group of beautiful maids to serve him when traveling far away. Can have the strength of a master.
Du Er is a lower-level god with divine power. Between the Necromancer and Zhao Sicheng, he is sent back and forth like a gift. If Du Er was not controlled by the Necromancer at the moment and unable to speak, Du Er would have started to curse. .
"Du'er killed him, he has god-level bones, god-level soul, wow, the new undead catalyzed by the corpse of the ancient god will definitely become my most potential pet, wow"
Although he disliked the skeletal necromancer rubbing his bones and making an irritating sound, Zhao Sicheng had to admit that the necromancer was very close to his taste and had the same preferences as him.
As soon as Du Er gained some mobility, he picked up his long stick and hit Zhao Sicheng hard. Du Er could predict that the young aristocratic young man with tender skin and tender flesh would soon become a puddle of meat under his stick.
But the reality was completely contrary to Du Er's expectation. The aristocratic young man who looked like a girl actually grabbed Du Er's magical iron rod with one hand, looked at Du Er with pity, and treated Du Er lightly. Er said: "Your original master didn't even give you food. You have no strength at all. You should follow me from now on!"
Zhao Sicheng pulled it with one hand, and Du Er felt that the artifact he was holding tightly was snatched away by a strong force. Then, the beautiful aristocratic young man weighed it twice, and Du Er watched in horror as the long stick, an artifact he had used for many years, turned into a twist in Zhao Sicheng's hands.
Obviously, Du Er is more attractive than the artifact long stick. Zhao Sicheng threw away the scrapped artifact and grabbed Du Er. Zhao Sicheng didn't reach out very quickly, but Du Er felt that he couldn't avoid this white hand.
At this time, Du'er suddenly felt the space change, and he returned to his master, the Lich King. However, Zhao Sicheng's hand passed through the layers of space, staring at Du'er and chasing after him: "The mage is too stingy, the gift that has been given away , is there any reason to take it back?¡±
The Lich King's death power shook, and Zhao Sicheng retracted his hand. Du'er felt like he was surviving a disaster. For the first time, he felt happy being a puppet with an owner to protect him. But if the new owner liked to dismantle the toys, Du'er would be in trouble.
The Lich King said: "Your Highness is too shameless. I haven't played with this new toy enough yet, so I don't want to give it away for the time being."
Zhao Sicheng turned his wrist and said, "What if I insist on it?"
The Lich King said: "Then, death, spirit, heaven and earth!"
The upper god Lich King's explosion of 70% of the death power was quite terrifying. Zhao Sicheng could feel that the death energy and resentment over the entire village suddenly tripled. The rich death energy and resentment almost condensed into substance, covering the entire village. The bright moon at night.
Zhao Sicheng concentrated and said: "Death Realm!"
The Lich King made a sound of bones rubbing together: "Yes, this is my realm of death. You can't escape, so you better be my new pet. Wow, kaka, kaka"
The Lich King leaked out a little bit of death energy and resentment, and the villagers died in droves as if they were suffering from a plague. At this moment, the Lich King released the energy of death and resentment on a large scale, and the entire Luhua Village instantly turned into a dead village. All the villagers fell to the ground and died suddenly. Then they shook their bodies, shook off the rotten flesh on their bodies, stood up, and became The lowest level of skeletal cannon fodder.
In addition to low-level skeleton cannon fodder, there are also batches of skeleton mages, skeleton archers, zombies, mummies, ghosts, zombies, undead knights and abominations composed of rotten flesh. Villagers obviously cannot give birth to powerful undead troops. These are the pets that the Lich King finally collected.
The Lich King is very optimistic about Du'er. When Du'er succeeds in becoming a god, the Lich King plans to erase Du'er's mind, and then train Du'er's mindless body into a god-level undead soldier. The poor toy thought he could escape by becoming a god, but he didn't know that the day he became a god would be the day of his death.
Zhao Sicheng pulled out the bloodthirsty sword, chuckled, and said, "Master, it's been so long, and you haven't said your name yet."
"It's okay to tell you. Don't compare me with those low-level necromancers. I am the king among lichs, the Lich King Heckford. Pinaya. Nechir.jk. Alexander."
"Hackford. Pinaya. Nechir.jk. Alexander." Zhao Sicheng read the Lich King's name for a while, and the smile on his lips became even stronger.
As soon as Zhao Sicheng finished reading Hackford's name, the Lich King's body trembled, a bad feeling arose spontaneously, and he said sternly: "You are cheating on me!"
"So what are you doing? You can't run away from Hackford. Pinaya. Nechir.jk. Alexander." As he said that, Zhao Sicheng raised his sword and passed through the numerous undead cannon fodder, moving towards the direction where the Lich King was hiding like lightning. Run. (To be continued)
{PiaoTian Literature www.PiaoTian.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}I am the king among lichs, Lich King Hackford Pinaya Nechirjk Alexander. "
"Hackford. Pinaya. Nechir.jk. Alexander." Zhao Sicheng read the Lich King's name for a while, and the smile on his lips became even stronger.
As soon as Zhao Sicheng finished reading Hackford's name, the Lich King's body trembled, a bad feeling arose spontaneously, and he said sternly: "You are cheating on me!"
"So what are you doing? You can't run away from Hackford. Pinaya. Nechir.jk. Alexander." As he said that, Zhao Sicheng raised his sword and passed through the numerous undead cannon fodder, moving towards the direction where the Lich King was hiding like lightning. Run. (To be continued)
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