Chapter 880

A chopstick is also very easy to break in the hands of ordinary people, but when this number becomes ten, most ordinary people will have nothing to do except great strength, just like the situation now——

A pair of vines and thorns facing the strong riyao level dead servant is just like the chopsticks that were broken at will, which is very simple and easy; But when the number of vines and thorns becomes hundreds, thousands or tens of thousands? The answer is obvious!

It's like a green ocean. In an instant, the nine sunlit servants were submerged!

Even these glorious servants of the dead were wrapped around their bodies. Even if they tried their best to struggle, they could not break free; Especially after the joints are entangled by these plants, the strength of this struggle is immediately reduced to a negligible level - although it is a corpse, the activity still depends on the joints and ligaments activated by the force of death, and even the body strengthened by the force of steel can not be separated from this category.

Without any pause, with the help of [natural aid], ye Qi easily let these plants give him a gap that can make Yan devil's knife penetrate into the armor - and then he raised the knife and fell; Before more undead minions under riyao level came, ye Qi solved all the nine undead minions of riyao level unexpectedly and smoothly; Even his alternative plan was not put forward.

Originally, ye Qi at this time wanted to add [rotten sac technique] again to get faster speed and eliminate these RI Yao undead minions in the shortest time, but it is obvious that he doesn't need it now——

Thank you for your help!

Next, please step back!

In the face of this situation, Yeqi will not forget who helped him and thanked the plants around him again - although even the Druid girl said that plants have no thinking; But this does not hinder Yeqi's thanks; Even if the other party can't remember this thanks at the next moment because he doesn't have thinking; But this does not mean that Yeqi himself can not say this thank you.

After all, whether he can remember or not is natural to these plants and can't be forced, but thanking is what he must do - whether he is a demon hunter or an ordinary person, this is Yeqi's own bottom line.

Compared with the difficulty of communication at the beginning, these plants immediately understood Ye Qi's message and retreated rapidly - almost two breaths, and all the vines and thorns disappeared in front of Ye Qi. If it were not for the existence of some branches, Yeqi couldn't imagine the scene like a green ocean before.

Looking at the undead servant under the approaching sun, the electric spark in Yeqi's hand flickered again——

You guys, since you saved me one time of [corruption], I'll replace it with [Chain Lightning] to these guys as revenge for your companions!

The bottom of my heart conveys words that plants can't understand. Lightning flows out of Yeqi's hands with a crackling sound.

……

What's going on?!

The warden of the holy prison stood still and looked at the situation in the distance - the flying vines and thorns were as ferocious as a python, which made people unable to break free and suffocate; At the moment, it's like going back to a round up of Druids he participated in 30 years ago!

That day, also in the dense forest, he was an ordinary priest with a knife. He saw with his own eyes that countless colleagues were hanged and strangled by vines at the next moment; Torn to pieces by wild animals; He escaped by using "corpse manipulation"; After that, he was directly sent to the holy prison as a scapegoat, and then, there, he got the first turn in his life: countless bodies of different levels.

He was tortured for 13 months, but it was also these 13 months that made him from a small star level apostle to a sun shining existence - the kind of breakthrough and advancement that ordinary people can't imagine; Therefore, when he became the executioner of the holy prison as a strong man of riyao level, all the people were surprised and widened their eyes.

To this day, the warden still remembers how surprised, unbelievable, and ashen the colleagues who pushed him out as a scapegoat; And he also remembers how he got all this - Druids!

The warden doesn't have any good feelings for the sect that made him get everything today - although his strength has made unimaginable progress and reached the expectations of the world, it doesn't mean that he has forgotten his pain: whipping and branding are almost inevitable appetizers every day, and the only water he can drink is the excretory liquid of all creatures, The food is all kinds of corroded bodies.

Don't get it wrong. All he can eat is what others have left. What he doesn't want to touch the most - pale bones, blackened internal organs with pus

The place where they sleep is in a pile of corpses, and they also need to be on guard against other people's attacks from time to time - the prison guards in the holy prison basically dare not do anything except daily whipping and burning; Naturally, they will not attack their prisoners; Only the prisoners attacked the prisoners!

In order to eat fresher meat, or meet the desire to see the light, or even just because you want to attack

In short, any kind of reason can make these gods and priests who were originally well-dressed and holy and shining become worse than beasts; At least, the beast will have warmth; And here? Live just to live, die just to become a place for food? That kind of thing is too expensive!

With the passage of time, more and more corpses provided him with advanced strength, and his strength became stronger and stronger day by day; However, the warden at that time did not immediately show it. In addition to being beaten and insulted in the holy prison, what he learned most was forbearance; He could not bear everything until his strength could break through everything - and the facts proved that the warden's idea was so correct; When he showed his strength in the holy prison, his' sin 'was forgiven; The position of a regional Archbishop beckoned to him.

However, he refused. He chose to stay in the holy prison as an executioner - is there anything better than the holy prison for Moran who found out how his ability has grown rapidly? Even if it doesn't see the sun all day, it is full of rotten meat, dead bones, and all kinds of tortured and distorted prisoners; But that doesn't mean he will choose to leave.

Because, in the holy prison, Moran has understood that his strength is the most important thing after 13 months as a prisoner; As long as he has strength, he can do what he wants to do; For example, take revenge on his colleagues who framed him, and on the Druids who caused all the current situation.

The former, with a smile, was thrown into the holy prison; There will be more people who will do punishment for him that he did not expect to entertain these colleagues; As for the latter? The other side is like air. It feels everywhere, but it can't be seen.

It was not until a few years later that Moran found a clue when he saw the girl with long black hair and black eyes - although he wanted to kill the girl in front of him with the most cruel methods; But more tyranny in his heart was suppressed by reason. "What's the point of patience in order to find each other's camp?" With this idea, Moran approached each other as a 'friend'.

Watching each other take in all kinds of stray animals and plant all kinds of flowers and plants in the humble back garden - every day, Moran told himself, "I'll wait until the other party tells the truth!"

Then he really waited!

Without mercy, a druid camp was completely slaughtered; However, a happy and comfortable mood did not appear; Looking at each other's unbelievable eyes and sad expression, Moran didn't feel that he had got everything he deserved; He just felt more angry and needed blood!

Why don't you take my side?

With such a cry, Moran directly waved his sword and stabbed each other; At that time, a tone full of ridicule and disdain sounded. Even today, decades later, Moran still remembered clearly that the man he regarded as his lifelong opponent was holding a broken sword in front of him.

"If a man does something to a woman, he will be damned by heaven! If you add these women and children you slaughtered before, you really deserve to die!"

Blind arrogant tone, a guy who doesn't even know what he has experienced, what is the qualification to judge everything?

Anger filled Moran's chest. He was very impolite and did not hesitate to fight with the other party - the other party was very strong, which was the most powerful opponent Moran had seen since he became a riyao strong man; Strength, speed, physical strength, and the skill of using the sword were the strongest people he had ever seen; In this way, they played from noon to night, from night to the next morning, and then at sunset the next day, they divided the victory and defeat.

All the servants were destroyed. He was weak and lost a move.

"I have the blood of the dragon, otherwise I will lose! Forget it, it will be a tie this time!"

With such words, the other party just carried the broken sword and staggered to leave. However, after only two steps, he fell to the ground; But the chess piece that seemed to him to be completely used stood up at this time, picked up the other party's long sword and came towards him.

Hum, the consequence of a mistake!

You should have dropped your results first!

Moran looked at the girl who walked in with disdain. Finally, he closed his eyes; However, he didn't wait for a sword in his chest, but just drew the blade gently across his neck -- "Moran I know is dead!" After leaving such a sentence, after bandaging the wound on his chest, the other party took the bastard who fell to the ground and left like that.

After that, a heavy rain poured down.

The smell of blood fades in the heavy rain, and the red melts into the soil. In the coming year, there will bloom more brilliant green - after all, it will bloom at the cost of life.

Moran was washed away in the heavy rain all night until the Vatican found him.

Then he became the warden of the holy prison, stepping on the old warden's body and sitting in the warden's position; At that moment, the figure cast by power and strength was feared and awed by countless people - just as Moran looked at the figure of those big people.

However, the warden doesn't care about this for a long time. He only cares about strength!

To find his opponent and kill him, we must need strength - this is the warden's insight after the second failure; The growth rate of each other's strength is far beyond his imagination, so he must work harder; Countless strong men became the corpses in his hands, and countless corpses became his experimental materials.

Including his blood relatives!

Those are just the products of power, how can they be called his blood relatives?

Therefore, all people's disgust and fear about this are despised by the warden.

Then, he became more and more bloodthirsty - because he needed to find a way to defeat his opponent; The road of "corpse manipulation" will dance with the passing of life.

But what does that count?

As long as he can defeat his opponent, what is this?

Your death is insignificant, just like Moran in those days!

With this idea, the warden's figure is more and more mysterious and frightening; Even the warden of the holy prison dared not look directly at each other, but silently watched the warden's feet on the floor.

Riyao's breakthrough was as easy as the warden expected, but after entering riyao, he felt the gap between him and his opponent more and more; Therefore, he must work harder until he has stepped out of the holy prison in 20 years; I only got the letter from iyetta.

The warden was not interested in iyetta, the so-called God brainwashed idiot, but he was interested in the other party's letter - the disciple of his old opponent, even the 'son'!

Such news made the warden who had not been out of the holy prison for 20 years appear on Lorant and come towards his goal - looking at the familiar black hair and black eyes, and the warden's intention to kill from the bottom of his heart, he didn't understand, just because of his old opponent.

Even now is no exception!

I'll kill you! Kill you!

In the face of the ability of plant control, which obviously belongs to druids, the warden's most instinctive thoughts gushed from the bottom of his heart!

As for the previous live capture?

It's too easy for the warden to change his mind at any time. Is he that idiot Moran.

……

The servant of the dead, who was under the sun, withdrew from the forest in the tide, and ye Qi was stunned by the electric spark in his hand. Then he immediately followed up - just in time, I could be more open when I left the forest; After leaving the undead minions of the riyao level, these undead minions under the riyao level are not afraid at all at the speed of the blessing of [corruption capsule technique]!

After getting the help of the forest, ye Qi felt the joy and fear from the bottom of his heart. Ye Qi couldn't ignore the existence of these plants, but fought a war with these dead servants who had no sun glory; Therefore, even if he guessed that the other party was afraid of being attacked by these plants again and retreated, Yeqi still followed; After all, no matter how difficult it is, the demon hunter has not taken his comrades in arms as a shield.

What's more, what are the difficulties of these dead servants under the sun at the moment?

What's commendable about going out more?

Moreover, in terms of quantity, why did Yeqi fear others!

Shaking his windbreaker, ye Qi went out of the forest and looked at the 500 dead servants in front of him, and the warden standing in the center of these dead servants. Looking at each other's gloomy face, ye Qi couldn't help smiling and was very happy - he could make the existence above riyao shrivel several times. Of course, ye Qi had a reason to smile happily, Moreover, Yeqi thinks he will laugh more happily next.

About a hundred yards away

There are more than thirty sunray undead minions around as shields!

If you spell it, the chance is more than 50%!

No, it's too low!

Must be more than 80% before you can!

Crash, crash

The sound of the pages blowing suddenly overflowed on the suffocating battlefield - the pages made of samikina's broken soul moved with the wind, and a special wave shrouded the battlefield.

The drive of samigina is one of Yeqi's hidden cards. However, as a "riyao class" sacred weapon biased towards the undead faction, except for some of his friends, he can't use it even for unnecessary trouble in the future when others are present.

"Are there many hidden means? Have a virtue with your teacher! Always like to leave a card for yourself!"

The warden in the distance, looking at Yeqi's "the drive of samigina", narrowed his eyes, and his casual tone was full of disdain.

"But do you think it's useful?"

The warden ended with a rhetorical question - how many kinds of sacred vessels, even the Holy See, which once dominated Laurent, could not give an accurate answer; Therefore, although the warden was surprised at the sacred vessels such as the drive of samigina, he did not take it to heart; After all, the appearance of books doomed that such sacred vessels could not have much attack power.

At most, it's just the existence of magic books - and how can a magic book be kept in mind by the warden of the holy prison?

The warden's guess is not wrong in essence. The drive of samigina is indeed a magic book, but its name is a demon God.

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