I have a promise with the beauty

A giant white dragon slowly fell from outside the formation. This giant dragon was different from the White Dragon King. Instead, it was a winged dragon with a pair of huge wings. It burst out with a pure aura of death, almost casting a layer of chill.

Like frost, the entire arena was dyed white, and the appearance of this giant dragon made all the contestants dumbfounded and in disbelief. However, they could not move, their bodies were controlled by a force, and they looked up in a kneeling posture.

With this white dragon.

Only the people in Yang Qingshan's formation were standing at the scene. The power of Yang Qingshan's formation could block the spiritual pressure of the Lord of the Undead.

The Lord of the Undead slowly turned his head and looked into the formation, especially his eyes locked on Yang Qingshan and Hongyan. Finally, he looked at Hongyan and asked in a voice like a bell: "Why are you here?"

"Go to the coffin." Hongyan said coldly.

"Can't go."

"Why?"

"It's dangerous. It's not easy to survive here, so why bother?"

"You don't understand me."

"I don't know you. The day I met you, this tomb was sealed. Go back and the coffin is not for small beings like us," the Lord of the Undead said.

"As long as you give me all the dead souls and burial objects here, I will have confidence." Hongyan said reluctantly.

"Take it."

Hongyan was stunned: "Why give it to me? Give it to me for free?"

"Give it to you for free? Is it possible? These undead souls gathered together are powerful enough to seriously injure a demi-god level. I want one person." The Lord of the Undead said.

"Who?" Hongyan said, turning to look at the people around her.

"He stays, you can leave." The Lord of the Undead pointed at Yang Qingshan.

"Fairy, don't leave me behind." Yang Qingshan said immediately and quickly.

"Okay, you stay, let's go." Hongyan said, without even looking at Yang Qingshan, she stretched out her hand, and the token hanging on Yang Qingshan's belt fell into Hongyan's hand, and then looked at the undead provocatively.

Lord.

"What do you mean? Angry?" Yang Qingshan was dumbfounded. What does Hongyan mean by exchanging one person for all the undead on the other side's entire floor? Burning the bridge across the river? No, it's too early to burn the bridge.

"Haha... so happy." The Lord of the Undead smiled, opened his mouth and spit out a token, which merged with the token in Hongyan's hand, with the word "War" written on it.

"Let's go." Hongyan still didn't look at Yang Qingshan and winked at everyone. All of them, including the high priest, flew out of the arena. After a while, they disappeared, and the countless undead surrounding them also disappeared.

It disappeared in an instant, and it was estimated that there were only tens of thousands of living people left here at this time.

Looking around, Yang Qingshan was sure that as long as he moved, tens of thousands of people on the other side would kill him instantly. The Lord of the Undead in the distance opposite nodded and turned to leave.

"You can leave, but the skull on your shoulder will stay." The Lord of the Undead said coldly.

"There's a misunderstanding." Yang Qingshan immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet. The person he was interested in wanted to leave behind a little skeleton. Did he think it was him? "Little skeleton, stay."

"Yes. No." The little skeleton didn't react. He grabbed Yang Qingshan and said without letting go: "Everyone is the god of death. This Lord of the Undead must destroy me, devour me, and master the magic of my death. If

If he devours me, his strength will definitely increase."

"Oh? Your death clones are not the same?" Yang Qingshan stopped and asked.

"Of course not. Each clone has a different number of immortal arts. The more, the more powerful." The little skeleton said.

"Are you stronger or is he stronger?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"You can tell from the looks of the two of us that he is the stronger one."

"Then I will refine him into a puppet. If you are swallowed by him, I will have a more powerful servant of the God of Death." Yang Qingshan said jokingly.

"Master, let me go, little brother, is it easy for me to recover like this?" the little skeleton said, two red dots appeared in the empty eye sockets, turning around and saying: "Let's kill him together, I will fuse the body, fuse

After that, an exotic dragon will be used as a mount."

"Haha." Yang Qingshan laughed: "Okay."

"Have you finished speaking?" The Lord of the Undead stood up, flashed his huge wings, and said angrily: "Do you think I don't exist?"

"It's not that it doesn't exist, but that it exists too much. We can only relieve our pressure by ignoring it." Yang Qingshan said with a smile, putting down the little skeleton, and the little skeleton swayed and transformed into a two-meter-tall figure.

A big skeleton, and a bloody unicorn also appeared under Yang Qingshan.

"Blood Kirin? No wonder he is so arrogant." The Lord of the Undead smiled, with a disdainful expression on his face. Then the tens of thousands of living people on the ground suddenly stood up, their eyes were dull and their mouths were confused.

As they were talking, when everything calmed down, tens of thousands of people surrounded Yang Qingshan and Little Skull.

"Controlled." Yang Qingshan thought to himself, seeing the lineup of tens of thousands of Yuan Immortals in front of him, of which there were more than 10,000 level 5 and 6 Yuan Immortals. It was useless to increase his cultivation too fast. He would be 100% killed by the opponent instantly.

, so the bees that Yang Qingshan had been hiding were summoned, and the laws of space were used. Almost instantly, there was a buzzing sound in the arena, numbering tens of millions.

The appearance of tens of millions of bees is nothing to the Lord of the Undead, but to the tens of thousands of burial objects, it is a demonic torture. The bees are not powerful, but when there are many, the chaotic noise makes these tens of thousands of people...

Covering his ears, the weak one fell to the ground bleeding from his seven holes, swallowed by bees, and soon turned into a white skeleton.

"I asked why so many lives appeared in my world. It turned out to be your bees."

Seeing that half of the tens of thousands of people were killed in an instant, the Lord of the Undead smiled coldly, transformed into a human form, and a sword appeared in his hand.

"Master, this clone was disguised as a swordsman at the beginning." The little skeleton said.

"Okay, let's start. Don't worry about others. These bees are enough to pester them." Yang Qingshan holds a sword in his left and right hands. The strength of the eighth-level Yuanxian is also different from the power of heaven and the law. It is enough to resist the ninth-level Yuanxian, and this

This is also the most bizarre battle that Yang Qingshan has experienced since his training.

The appearance of the two artifacts stunned the Lord of the Undead. He almost forgot what he was going to do. As soon as he turned into a human form, he was split open by Yang Qingshan's left and right hands, turning into two huge dragon skeletons, and then became motionless.

"Die like this?" Yang Qingshan said in disbelief: "Is the power of the artifact a lie or something against the heavens?"

When Yang Qingshan was hesitating, Yang Qingshan found that the little skeleton rushed towards a skeleton like crazy, flew directly to the skeleton, and the yin energy emitted from the whole body. After a while, it turned into a black mist and enveloped it.

The skeleton begins to engulf and fuse.

"No, this is a trap." Yang Qingshan said to the little skeleton, but it was already too late.

The little skeleton lying on the skeleton had stopped moving at this time and turned into a mist-like ice cube. The skeleton on the other side slowly condensed into a human form. The Lord of the Undead sneered, holding the sword, pointing at Yang Qingshan and said:

"It's just the two of us now."

"Greed is the original sin." Yang Qingshan said with a bitter smile, and put away the fallen sword, leaving only the golden sword, because after the fallen sword killed the Lord of the Undead, the fallen sword was stained with a layer of frost. This frost can definitely

The artifact that corroded and fell into the water was definitely not due to the Lord of the Undead’s cultivation being too high, but rather an immortal technique.

After receiving the sword, Yang Qingshan's expression became extremely bad. The golden sword was quite powerful, and he was also wearing a golden suit. This was the first time Yang Qingshan wore a golden suit to fight with others. Almost all his body was covered with blood.

Wrapped in golden light, this light made the cold and yin energy around him dare not approach, and he hid in the laws of space.

"The laws of space and the laws of time. This kid has mastered both laws."

The Lord of the Undead was really shocked at this time. He glanced sideways at the little skeleton who was also the clone of the God of Death. However, at this time, the little skeleton could only be refined by himself. However, this was not the time, because Yang Qingshan was in the dark.

Attack yourself at any time.

"Lao Ba, Lao Ba, you have tricked me. Let me try Yang Qingshan's skills. Now I'm fine. I won't die but my skin will peel off."

The Lord of the Undead silently complained in his heart, and then thrust out the ordinary sword in his hand in one direction. After the sword light shot out, a space in the distance was compressed, and there was a clear and crisp sound inside, and finally Yang

Qingshan's figure was twisted and forced out in a very strange posture, with blood all over the ground, and finally Yang Qingshan disappeared into the laws of space.

The Lord of the Undead breathed a sigh of relief. The sword in his hand was an ethereal sword left over from the Conferring God War. Although it was downgraded from an artifact to an immortal weapon, due to its ethereal properties, Yang Qingshan could be found within a certain range, but it was not

He couldn't kill Yang Qingshan instantly, and he couldn't even seriously injure Yang Qingshan, and all the living people in the arena had been wiped out.

"Yang Qingshan, do you dare to go to a place with me?" the ethereal sword of the Lord of the Undead said following Yang Qingshan's traces.

"Then do you dare to go to a place with me?" Yang Qingshan's voice came from everywhere in the distance.

"Oh? Where." The Lord of the Undead asked cautiously.

"Will you take you to the eighth floor?" Yang Qingshan smiled and then appeared on the wall of the arena.

"Is it okay not to go? After you hid in your own space, you set up a large space transfer formation in this arena." The Lord of the Undead shook his head and said, but it was still calculated by Yang Qingshan.

"There is no fierce battle between us. I think... you just want to fight me. Let's go and talk to the eighth floor." Yang Qingshan smiled, raised his hands, and the entire arena radiated a strong light.

, and then the entire arena disappeared.