Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Within two months, Qi Lin had established a separate formation consisting of seventy silver-ranked nightmares.

This formation is for Safe Zone and Baslow.

However, the first time it was used was for the people in the Palace of Death.

In Fan Zhong's staring eyes, he couldn't believe it.

Wherever Qi Lin passed, everyone nearby fell down like weeds blown by the cold wind!

But in Fan Zhong's eyes, the figure who was slowly leading the child clearly did nothing! ! !

Qi Lin just raised his leg slightly and stepped up the steps, and the armed personnel in the surrounding bunkers fell to the ground one after another!

In the ordinary sound, the weapons they held tightly in their hands turned into fire sticks at the moment of dimension reduction strike.

These chosen ones at levels five to ten don't have any spiritual defensive skills or high-value spiritual attributes at all.

Their poor spiritual values ​​didn't even last a second in the real world, and they fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

This is a new ghost tactic recently developed by Qi Lin.

Under the drag and drop of the nightmare world, the mental value can be estimated by observing the mental state and performance of the person.

Immediately, the ghost, the master of the nightmare world, will make its spiritual attribute fall between minus 0.5-1, instantly making it faint.

This also formed what Fan Zhong saw, where Qi Lin passed, the cold wind blew in, and the living fell down one after another as powerless as wheat under a scythe.

As for Qi Lin, he didn't even look at it, but just climbed the steps by himself.

There was the sound of falling to the ground with a plop, and the frightened screams of the panicked people.

They didn't know why their companion fell to the ground, trembling and foaming at the mouth.

In the face of the dimensionality reduction blow of absolute power, these people can do nothing but scream and fear.

The entire mountainside instantly became silent.

Except that Qi Lin would cough twice occasionally.

"uncle."

Hearing the child's frightened voice, Qi Lin still looked ahead and replied softly: "They are too tired, let them sleep well."

"Well, the sleep I'm talking about is real sleep, not your kind of sleep."

For the Palace of Rebirth, Qi Lin can't say that he likes it, nor can he say that he has a bad feeling, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with him.

But since returning to Shushan District, every time Qi Lin heard about something related to the Palace of Past Rebirth, the whispers of the devil in his heart would always appear and incite him to kill everyone here.

This is also the reason why Qi Lin would arrange a formation of death archers in the distance.

However, he has already figured it out now, the focus of this trip is on the spiritual potion, Fan Zhong and the grass on the mountain.

As for the people in the Hall of Rebirth?

They have never been hostile to Qi Lin, so Qi Lin is not going to do anything to them.

But his demonic whisper didn't seem to think so, and kept clamoring: 'Kill them! What a great source! Letting them become a part of your Scourge is a blessing that they can't cultivate in a few lifetimes! '

Qi Lin felt the winter-like coldness driven by the ghosts wandering in the sky, smiled and replied: "You can confuse me, I will let you see today, who is the master of this body." '

The devil's whisper disappeared, and the hostility in Qi Lin's eyebrows and eyes also decreased a lot.

But he suddenly thought about Qin Youyi.

Qi Lin stopped and looked down at the child next to him.

In the ripples of space, Hei Feng, who was getting taller and stronger, appeared behind the child.

After receiving the order, Heifeng quickly raised his arm, and with his superb fighting skills, he controlled the force of the knife on the back of the child's neck just right.

"Protect him and don't allow anyone to go up the mountain."

Qi Lin glanced at Fan Zhong who was nervously checking other people's injuries in the distance, narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head to look at Hei Feng who was holding the child in his arms and ordered.

Then continue to the top of the mountain.

Not long after Qi Lin went up the mountain alone.

Fan Zhong breathed a sigh of relief after checking all the people who had fallen to the ground and their pulses.

He came to the main road up the mountain, and looked at the black wind that the military and their major forces had been pursuing for a long time with complicated eyes.

He didn't know that Heifeng was an undead, he only saw Heifeng appearing here silently.

"Invisibility?"

"I didn't expect that you are stronger than what the military said, no wonder you can form a team with the skeleton man."

Fan Zhong looked at Hei Feng and smiled, he was sure that Qi Lin was the skeleton man!

He wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

He has always been clumsy with his words, but he doesn't know why, seeing Qi Lin's behavior, he always feels that the rise and fall of the Palace of Death will happen tonight.

Fan Zhong looked sideways down the mountain.

The mountain is brightly lit.

The survivors performed their duties.

Although it cannot be 100% fair and just.

But the vast majority of fairness and justice can be achieved.

And let everyone have food and shelter.

Fan Zhong finally looked at the top of the mountain again. At this moment, the high priest who didn't know was on the top of the mountain.

The high priest has always believed that Qi Lin is the horse boy selected by the skeleton man, if he offends Qi Lin because of poor information.

That's the end.

"The high priest cannot die!"

Fan Zhong looked at Heifeng with a complicated expression, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone: "If the high priest dies, no one can check and balance those capable but have their own desires!"

"Once there is internal turmoil in the Palace of Rebirth, the people at the bottom of the mountain"

As Fan Zhong said, he stepped forward to get closer to Heifeng.

He knew very well that what Qi Lin said earlier was deliberately for himself.

But he still chose to move forward.

Then Heifeng kicked casually to greet him.

Boom!

Heifeng, who is at level 28, is only two levels away from reaching the gold level.

After getting the spiritual potion, he will be able to reach the gold rank tonight.

Whether it is combat skills or level attribute skills.

Black Wind completely crushed Fan Zhong.

This random kick didn't use much force.

However, he still kicked Fan Zhong to the mountainside where various flowers were blooming in the distance.

It didn't stop until two trees were broken.

But fortunately, after all, it was the strength card of the Palace of Rebirth, coupled with Heifeng's deliberate control, Fan Zhong, who had been adding some physical fitness, was not seriously injured.

"cough cough cough"

Fan Zhong spat out blood, and the dark red blood stained his beard.

Click!

He flicked the bent and dislocated arm forcefully, and then straightened it.

This man was still as persistent as before, he got up with difficulty, and walked up the mountain again with a limp.

At this moment, Heifeng reported the situation here to Qi Lin, asking whether to kill Fan Zhong.

Qi Lin came to consciousness immediately, controlled Heifeng to look at this man and said in a cold tone: "I remember you said at the beginning, work hard for me? Although our deal was not directly concluded, but you and that grass hole on the wall have been abducted until today, What you said before gave you strength, and this is considered giving in disguise? You have to be a little grateful or in awe, right? It seems that you don't have gratitude or awe?"

Fan Zhong didn't know why the words uttered in Heifeng's unfamiliar voice sounded like Qi Lin's.

He looked at Heifeng, and said with trembling lips, "Please!"

"Don't kill the high priest, he is very important, the Palace of Rebirth cannot tolerate civil strife, once there is a civil strife, most of the people down the mountain will die!"

"The high priest once said that you are a person who advocates exchange of equal value. I have nothing to give you, but if you don't let the Hall of the Past Life be destroyed, I will believe in you in this life!"

Qi Lin sneered, and waved his hands to make the ghost faint him.

At this moment, he is more and more convinced that the promise of human beings is not as good as that of the undead.

mountain top.

All the people in the house were stunned by the ghost.

Even those dazzling street lamps and spotlights were destroyed by the ghost and lost their function.

In the vast and dark night, the wind is cold and bitter.

Qi Lin in a black robe slowly walked out of the night, and he came to the top of the mountain for the second time.

It is different from the first time that all skeleton fighters are firmly protected.

This time, at least from the outside, Qi Lin was alone.

He didn't look at the new changes on the top of the mountain, nor did he look at the people around him who fell to the ground before entering the house.

Qi Lin just walked towards the viewing platform like no one else was there.

Guided by a bronze bone warrior, Qi Lin easily avoided the weak hands stretched out by the fallen people.

At the edge of the viewing platform on the top of the mountain.

The only high priest who could still open his eyes stood there, holding a staff in one hand and holding his back in the other.

This is the grass in Qi Lin's eyes.

Just quietly looking at Qi Lin who broke out from the black night.

"You are here." The high priest said, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Qi Lin didn't pay attention to him for the first time, his fingers in the cloak moved slightly, and the bronze bone warrior appeared from the night and stood behind him.

Qi Lin sat down on the spot without looking at it, and the copper bone behind him immediately dropped the long sword, stretched out the shield to catch Qi Lin, and squatted down.

Qi Lin just sat carelessly on the half-squatting copper bone shield, looked at the high priest and said in a flat tone: "You are quite calm, aren't you afraid?"

Gu ghosts reported that the high priest always mentioned his liquidation with Fan Zhong.

But at the moment, it seems that this fool is still very courageous?

Qi Lin still remembers his first impression of this high priest.

Watch him kill the corpse beast.

You force me to call 666.

You are weak, you are dead, I am the one who runs away.

Qi Lin doesn't dislike this kind of person, after all, it's not relative, it's love to help, not to help is fundamental, there's nothing to say.

Qi Lin made it very clear that this kind of person is not suitable to be a teammate, because the back cannot be delivered with confidence.

All kinds of images of letting him go down the mountain floated in his mind, and Qi Lin was looking for a reason to kill him or keep him.

At this time, the high priest looked at Qi Lin who was flipping through the black leather book, and then at the copper bone sitting under his buttocks.

A look of distress flashed in his eyes.

"In this world, the worst thing to lose money is..."

The high priest paused his scepter, and said calmly: "It's just worrying about things that haven't happened yet, and worrying about the results of my imagination."

"Compared to you, my principle of doing things is, should he do it from the perspective of profit? Should he win from the perspective of risk? Should he do it from the perspective of ability? Is it worthwhile to start from the result? Not others Tell me if I'm right!"

On the face of the high priest, there was once again an expression of grief that could no longer be concealed.

He looked at the copper-bone warrior under Qi Lin's buttocks, and said in a nagging tone: "It's also a knife, you think about cooking, I think about fighting!"

"Look at you! A gust of wind can knock you down!"

"With the skeleton guard given by the palace master, you are still at your current level???"

The high priest trapped in the cocoon of information always believes that adding some physical fitness is the only choice for the chosen one.

As for all the spirit?

So far, whether it was the news from the military or the news he got from other channels, in the present when skills are scarce, he has never heard of a person with a little spirit who is still alive.

Therefore, the high priest felt that Qi Lin, the skeleton man's boy, was still timid and afraid to upgrade...

"Still have dark circles?"

"It seems that you have three wives and four concubines, and you live a very comfortable life!"

The high priest's scepter made a muffled thud on the concrete floor, as if expressing his inner dissatisfaction.

"You are like this, are you worthy of the support given to you by the Palace Master?"

"If you give me these guardian skeletons of yours"

"I can make the Palace of Rebirth shock the world!"

"Let everyone know the demeanor of the Hall Master!"

"But what about you?"

As the high priest said, he launched a reconnaissance message to Qi Lin who was thinking about something in a daze.

Nothing was detected.

It is exactly the same as the two skeletons at the foot of the mountain.

No information at all!

This result made the high priest even more indignant.

The high priest who has pretended to be the most loyal spokesperson of the Skeleton Man feels that the Skeleton Man is unfair.

No comparison, no harm.

Do not suffer from widowhood, but from inequality.

"Hall Master is too favoritism!"

The high priest's face was full of grief and indignation, but his eyes were fixed on Qi Lin all the time.

He talked a lot, and finally took the opportunity to test it out, thinking that this would make the skeleton man's boy angry.

If he gets angry, the High Priest will naturally stop paying attention to him, and he will change his strategy.

However, Qi Lin was not angry.

Instead, he sat there motionless, listening carefully, frowning from time to time as if thinking,

This made the high priest frown a little.

This person can become the spokesperson of the skeleton man.

It appears that there are two brushes.

Although I don't know what his value to the skeleton man is.

How to replace the existence of the other party.

However, the high priest has already placed Qi Lin in a serious position.

Because what he said just now, from some angles, was a kind of temptation.

Not only is he testing Qi Lin's reaction, but he is also testing what Qi Lin, a skeleton man, said, whether the old man, the palace master, knows...

The high priest put on a smiling face and said enthusiastically: "I may know why the skeleton man chose you. If you are willing to show people your true colors, you must have a Zen mind and concentration. You are magnanimous enough, so you dare to show your true colors."

Qi Lin raised his head suddenly. He had just finished dealing with the incident reported by the ghost in the soul link about Qin Youyi's attack.

Only then did he have the time to look at the high priest.

At the same time, the ghost that has been patrolling nearby also relayed to Qi Lin what the high priest said just now.

Qi Lin was taken aback for a moment, then raised his brows and said, "You are full of jingles, are you going to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

The high priest was also confused when he heard Qi Lin's answer: "You represent the palace master now, how can you speak so shallowly?"

He was not sure what to say, so Qi Lin interrupted: "Stop comparing! I just want to know one thing now, you'd better not test my patience!"

The high priest straightened his legs immediately, stood at attention very clearly, and said, "Okay!"

Seeing his appearance, Qi Lin sighed and asked, "Let me ask you, what do you think is your value to the skeleton man?"

"Don't say anything about Megatron, the skeleton man doesn't care about reputation."

The high priest didn't even hesitate, and said decisively: "Loyal!"

"I believe that loyalty alone is worth all my value!\

,"Qi Lin sneered: "Loyalty? You mean loyalty?"

Qi Lin was amused by his decisive look, shook his head and said: "People have thousands of faces, and hearts have thousands of changes. In this world, what matters is not what you do, but what is more important is how you make others believe What did you really do?"

The high priest hurriedly replied: "My lord, you can inquire about the property of the family, I am saving it for the lord of the palace."

Qi Lin waved his hand, he didn't want to listen to those useless words anymore.

The soul link ordered: "Old Jiu, try to see if he will take the initiative to hand over those spiritual potions, and also, ask him what is the name of the person holding the black straight Tang Hengdao."