Chapter 870

Roar, roar, roar...

Skeletal undead, zombie undead, full of dead corpses, the sky is covered with overcast clouds, oppressive and breathless, the sea of ​​undead in the gods continent, there are more than billions of undead, which shows that the ancient war in this world is fierce.

There are so many undead, and there are countless huge ancient undead creatures. As the tide of undead rushes forward, the gods and gods of the continent formed by the dark clouds of death in the sky also rush out of their original sphere of influence.

In the undead army, there were four such small and exotic creatures mixed in, and the Nine Nether Springs were used to make them also glow with death, so it was hard to notice.

Needless to say, among the four of them at this time, the image of Youquan, Sword of Destruction, is simply like some undead zombies after the War of the Ancients...

"This time the Bone Crocodile God launched the undead natural disaster. After so many years of precipitation, it seems that the accumulated dead energy is enough to transform a new batch of low-level undead. Hiss, hiss, in the long run, the land of the gods will one day become Underworld Continent!"

Among the top powerful underworld gods in the sea of ​​undead, a sixth-level creature is none other than the bone crocodile underworld god.

"Fresh flesh and blood, I haven't tasted it for ten thousand years..."

A wise undead lord just woke up from a long slumber and was extremely excited.

Um?

Green found something strange. Once the soul fire of these undead creatures is revived by boarding the ancient corpse, it will take ten thousand years at every turn. For the low-level biological level, it has obviously broken some balance rules of the endless world.

This can't help but make Green think of the wizarding world.

It is said that inside the Sky City, Shenmian sealed some mechanical spirit wizards who were seriously injured and recuperated after the ancient war. Is there some internal connection between the two?

After all, as far as the so-called undead creatures are concerned, many ghost worlds struggling in the wizarding world have similar forms of life.

"Have you noticed that these undead crawling out of the cracks in the ground are far stronger than the undead on the surface?"

The Sword of Destruction said in a low voice. At this moment, three sounds of "咻", "咻", "咻" flew across the sky, and the three ghost gods flew over the death cloud together. They didn't pay attention to the undead rushing forward like a tide on the ground.

Like the surrounding undead, Green and Netherheart were attracted by the words of the Sword of Destruction after watching these gods leave. But Jiu Shou Nu suddenly chuckled, and said darkly: "This is probably related to the earth veins in this world, which contain rich Ti-Ti magnetic slag!"

Between the words, the nine-headed angry stigmata wizard opened his palm.

For more than a month before, Jiu Shou Nu used his understanding of the rules of repelling and attracting double forces. The subtle black energy that has been absorbed in this world is slowly released at this time for everyone to observe.

"Titanium slag?"

With Green's knowledge of alchemy, he had never heard of this so-called etitanium slag.

But one thing is certain, this ethyl-titanium slag is obviously a natural mineral with extremely high density.

"This is a primitive world I fought during my time as a witcher. The rare substance I discovered has the effect of melting marrow and refining the body. These undead creatures are obviously different from the possessed creatures in the world of wandering spirits."

Oh?

The sound of surprise came from the sword of destruction stigmata wizard.

"Then why don't you go to the leylines of this world?"

shook his head. Jiushou said angrily: "With the body of our stigmata wizard, it is almost impossible to dive into the ground in this foreign world. As for digging holes, not to mention that there are countless temples of the underworld. There is no third-level biological layer on the surface layer, and I am afraid that even the cracks in the rocks cannot be dug!"

In the sea of ​​undead, the Nether Heart Stigmata Sorcerer sighed.

At this moment, there was a "bang" in the distance, but it was an active volcano erupting. A large amount of volcanic ash, lava flow, and volcanic rocks spewed out, breaking through the dense death clouds in the sky, and some flying gargoyles and carrion birds fell.

Looking at the two-colored eyes under the face of truth, Green's expression moved: "Maybe. We can sneak into the ground from there?"

What Green is referring to is this active crater that is erupting with lava.

Whoops, whoops, whoops, whoops, whoops, whoops...

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...

Pieces of volcanic rocks shot up into the sky, and then fell, some of which were hitting not far from Green and the others. The splashed high-temperature mud caused several low-level undeads who were on their way to turn over.

Several skeletons and undead shattered, and a soul fire was beating helplessly in the skull. A few stronger zombies stood up again, looking fiercely for the enemy, but found nothing after a while, and were once again affected by the will of the undead natural disasters, continuing on their way, without wisdom at all.

Jiu Shou Nu picked up a volcanic rock, his eyes flickering.

"Sure enough, such a high-density etitanium slag is incredible! If you can conquer this world, you can use the countless third-level native creatures in this world to dig a mine hole connected to the earth veins and transport the etitanite veins to the wizard. The heart of the world may be able to take advantage of the devouring properties of this world to delay the self-disintegration process of the wizard's world heart, which is equivalent to adding a technique to make up for the origin of the world on top of the seven-color space-time sealing technique!"

Jiu Shou Nu looked forward boldly, and the excitement in his words was so arrogant and ferocious.

Even Nether Heart, Sword of Destruction, and Green were surprised by the arrogance of the nine-headed stigmata wizard.

"Go and see!?"

Nether Heart Stigmata Wizard's question, after the three nodded silently, they no longer hesitated, and the four inconspicuous little undead changed their direction silently in the sea of ​​undead, and walked towards this small volcano.

The hot magma and the impact of the burning stone are like a doomsday disaster to low-level creatures, but to several stigmata wizards, they are mediocre.

Glancing at each other, Jiu Shou Nu took the lead and climbed down first, and the other three followed, still not daring to use magic at will.

Just as the four little ones were climbing down from the crater without any haste, a powerful fluctuating will suddenly swept over from the crater, causing the four of them to be startled and curled up.

"What's going on, level five creature!?"

In the sea and sky of the undead, a god of the underworld who was very interested saw the eruption of the volcano, and after many low-level creatures were implicated, he even planned to take the initiative to try to seal the erupting volcano with his own divine power.

However, when its will swept across the interior of the volcano, the eyes of the six-meter-tall giant's rotten body, the light of the fire of the soul jumped in amazement, and noticed the four strange little undead climbing down inside the crater.

Even the undead in the sanctuary couldn't have withstood the high temperature of the lava, so even if they didn't recognize the essence of these four strange undead at a glance, they still found the strangeness among them.

Concentrating his will, the Underworld God finally discovered the characteristics of these little undead creatures. After being surprised, he sneered angrily, and the large group of creature servants beside him were puzzled.

"The great God of Concentration, what's going on below?"

Asked the keel of the ancient sanctuary more than 30 meters below the feet of Ximing Mingshen.

"Heh heh heh, the gods of the undead launched the natural disasters of the undead to ravage the mainland, and there are a few evil gods from other lands sneaking into the underworld without knowing their life and death, seeking their own death!"

With four arms, Ningxi Mingshen stretched out an arm holding a scepter, and the divine power bloomed.

In the distance, idling over the natural disaster of the undead, the gods of the gods of the underworld stared over one after another. (~^~)