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Text Chapter 359 Please give me my life back

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    "Boom!" All the undead within a hundred feet were cleared.  The lethality of the "Bright Roaring Bullet" to the undead is more troublesome to the Lich King than Zhao Sicheng's "Sword Control". Xiaobai's "Bright Roaring Bullet" will make the undead army hesitate, and the explosion of the "Bright Roaring Bullet" will  Let the "realm of death" be missing a piece.

    The Lich King exclaimed: "Huh? Light type? Undead? Interesting. Undead Bone Hands!"

    "The Bone Hand of the Undead" that can capture ten people is facing us head-on. Catching a few level 2 mutated undead is not as simple as breathing?

    "Obviously the Lich King thinks Xiaobai's ghosts are too simple. Although each of them has only level 2 strength, unless Xiaobai is killed, the ghosts are almost immortal.  They are not afraid of any energy attacks, have no sensory pain, and can be reborn quickly after turning into white gas.

    ¡°Everything is for Lord Tiger!¡± the ghost brothers roared in unison.

    "Kill!" Xiaobai hasn't released them for more than a year. In that dark space, the demons are going crazy. As soon as they are released by Xiaobai, they start looking for the prey that Xiaobai needs, skeletons.  , zombies, and all kinds of undead are obviously not in line with Xiaobai's taste. The ghosts can only bite the undead, one is to vent their efforts, and the other is to please Xiaobai.

    In the empty and fleshless holes (eyes) of the Lich King, the soul flame is beating, and it makes bursts of "waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaae to the bone friction sounds.

    As a light undead, the Lich King seems to have gotten a fun toy, and seems to have relaxed his vigilance towards Zhao Sicheng.  The Lich King underestimated creatures like ghosts. They could not be measured by level at all. They were more thoughtful than the undead.  They will cooperate, and most importantly, the soul fire of the undead will be extinguished, but the ghost will not.

    "Wow, wow, wow. Finally caught it." The Lich King screamed excitedly.

    But the ghost that he caught turned into a ball of white gas and slipped out from the fingers of the Lich King: "Impossible! The Lightwing will definitely become my undead pet."

    The Lich King soon discovered the biggest weakness of the demons and drove the undead army to advance towards Xiaobai.  The army of millions of undead seems to be numerous, but it cannot withstand the consumption of the demons. In less than a spell, more than 3,000 of the undead army have fallen. If this continues at this speed.  In less than ten days, except for a few god-level undead, the Lich King will be killed and turned into a bare commander.

    A bright wing tiger that is so fat that it can hardly fly can actually cause heavy losses to itself.  This made the Lich King intolerable.

    "Brothers, come back and protect me!" After hearing Xiaobai's call, the ghosts automatically activated their white energy and returned to Xiaobai.

    "The ghost brother has endless energy, but it doesn't mean that Xiaobai can cast magic continuously.  In particular, the continuous casting of five god-level "Light Roaring Bullets" caused Xiaobai's demon core to shrink violently. Xiaobai, who was unable to release light magic for a while, could only fight hand-to-hand.

    "Xiaobai's brain is not working very well."  But he also knew that his current fat body was in hand-to-hand combat with the undead army.  It will definitely be torn into strips of tiger meat by the undead.

    Xiaobai raised his head to the sky and let out a tiger roar: "Ho! Lord Tiger hates the undead."

    The ghost brothers said in unison: "We also hate the undead!"

    "Protect! Protect!" The gangsters performed their duties faithfully and rushed back to the rescue at the same time.

    It was only then that the Lich King discovered that he seemed to have missed something?

    "Damn it. I was actually fooled by a fool who was too fat to fly." Now that the Demon has returned to help, the Lich King knows that he will not be able to take down Xiaobai for a while.

    The professional characteristics made the Lich King become interested when he saw the undead of the light system. After several entanglements, the Lich King discovered that Zhao Sicheng had disappeared.

    "That's right, Hackford. Pinaya. Nechir.jk. Alexander." Zhao Sicheng's appearance showed no trace of spatial fluctuation, and the iron fist smashed wildly, directly smashing the Lich King's skeleton from behind.

    With only a skull left, Hackford said: "The God of Knowledge is very calculating and knows that I will be attracted to the light undead."

    Zhao Sicheng said coldly: "Lich King, don't use your ridiculous mental power to attack. Your little mental power is not enough to tickle me."

    "What do you think? Being in the Origin Continent, the God of Knowledge shouldn't be able to identify those Origin Crystals." The Lich King was very calm.

    The lich is immortal. Even if its soul is destroyed, it will be reborn in the phylactery.  Although it is very painful and takes hundreds or even thousands of years to nurture a soul, the Lich King is confident.

    Zhao Sicheng said: "You just killed my two coachmen. In that case, you will take over their work."

    The head of the Lich King readily agreed: "Okay!"

    A smile appeared on Zhao Sicheng's lips: "Lich, you can present your life box."

    "The future master, if you have the ability, you can find it yourself!" The skull of the Lich King is here.? He likes to seal the souls of strong men in undead puppets. He cannot control his body, and his soul becomes angry and desperate, and eventually transforms into the resentful spirit that Zhao Fu needs.

    Especially when he saw Zhao Sicheng taking out a lot of materials for making puppets, Zhao Fu almost collapsed.  I once thought that I was the most noble magician among magicians, but I didn't expect that one day, I would fall from the clouds into the mortal world.  But the proud Lich King is not like a defeated monster, begging for mercy.

    "Ah Fu, you seem to be scared?" Zhao Sicheng frowned. Zhao Fu didn't command millions of undead just now, which was quite majestic. Why did he suddenly turn into a soft-legged shrimp?  If Zhao Fu is so unusable, he might as well send him to the Assassin's Guild in exchange for some Yuanjing coins. Zhao Sicheng doesn't want to waste his blood on a waste.

    Zhao Fu lay down again: "Master, please, don't seal me in the puppet."

    Zhao Fu¡¯s plaintive tone reminded Zhao Sicheng of Mei Ji. Mei Ji was a top beauty, but Zhao Fu was so arrogant that he actually imitated Mei Ji.

    Zhao Sicheng said sternly: "Stand up! Look at you, do you still look like a man?"

    "Yes." (To be continued)

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