I made the Dragon God in the game

“When he dies, I will transform his body into an undead spirit.

The undead paladin will definitely be favored by my lord. "

Next to the black armored figure like a violent bear, a man with a hoarse voice and a hunchback said enthusiastically.

"Pfft."

The violent bear-like figure sneered.

"Umuli, the Paladin is my prey, not yours. It's not up to you to decide what to do with his body."

"Blood Bear, Master Qiao said that I have full command."

Ebony Li's hoarse voice sounded, and when he raised his head, his half-corroded face in the cloak was revealed, with red bloodshot and muscle lines connected to the exposed white eyes.

The muscles on his face twitched as he spoke, looking ferocious and terrifying.

"Master Qiao is here and this is also my prey. You have crossed the line."

"Is it possible that you want to disobey Master Qiao's order?"

After the words fell, Xue Xiong still wanted to speak, but recalling some of the previous things, a trace of fear immediately appeared in his eyes and he endured it.

"snort."

The two of them said nothing, and both looked at where Kai Ming was.

At this moment, the two of them suddenly looked in the other direction.

In that direction, a man was walking forward, with many items floating behind him, including elixirs, weapons and equipment, and some miscellaneous things. It was so spectacular.

"Why is there still someone coming?

Doesn’t it mean that the method of entering this ancient battlefield ruins in the trial space is an absolute secret?

It's okay if there's a paladin here, why is there another one now?

How many people know about this ancient battlefield ruins? "

Wu Muli couldn't help but said when he saw this figure, and the blood bear next to him said disdainfully.

“So what if more come?

After entering this ancient battlefield, I received the gaze of the Lord.

No matter how many people come, they are destined to die. Besides, these undead can bury them all without me having to do anything. "

When Wu Muli heard Blood Bear's words, a trace of gloom flashed across his face hidden under his cloak.

Although Mr. Qiao gave him the management rights, the blood bear has the gaze of the gods on him, and he is becoming more and more disobedient to discipline.

Faced with the conflict between the two deacons in front of them, the believers behind them were trembling and did not dare to make the slightest sound for fear of attracting their attention.

Fang Bai looked at the flames ahead that were about to break through the sky. When he saw who it was, he was speechless.

"I thought it was who it was, so clueless, but it turned out to be him. It's normal for Kaiming to have an invitation letter."

"But then again, when did Kaiming become so reckless?"

Fang Bai was slightly confused.

"Isn't the Kaiming in my memory quite cowardly?"

Fang Bai thought for a while and didn't understand. As soon as he thought about it, his mental power spread out instantly, covering the area where Kai Ming was with his mental power, directly filtering the violently fluctuating death energy like a sieve.

Sort out the dead energy with extremely fine control, and control the fluctuations within a small range bit by bit.

At the same time, he scanned a circle and determined that the strongest corpse was only a corpse of a half-step legend. Then he relaxed, folded his hands in front of his chest, and leaned against a stone to watch the show.

At the same time, he also used his mental power to pay attention to the location where the light breath and the death breath came into contact, and paid attention to the reaction bit by bit.

This violent reaction was no longer like ordinary elemental rejection. Fang Bai even felt a bit like an explosion.

When it touches it, it explodes instantly like dry wood touching a raging fire.

While observing the principles and watching Kai Ming fight, I almost had to hold a watermelon.

Among the countless undead, Kai Ming, who was heartbroken, abandoned all scruples, and the flames of fighting spirit soared into the sky. One kind of magical skill after another was at his fingertips, and one soul fire after another was extinguished.

The big sword shining with white light in his hand is like a sickle, harvesting the undead.

Judging from Fang Bai's eyesight, his strength definitely reached the master level standard.

What's even more critical is that there are always three golden shields rotating around Kai Ming's body.

For Kaiming himself, the shield is illusory and does not affect active attacks at all.

But for the undead, these three shields can not only resist attacks, but can even continuously strangle the approaching undead.

In addition, as a paladin, Kaiming adds various statuses to himself, restores his physical strength, and slashes with his big sword. In addition, he continuously releases divine spells to kill enemies in a wide range.

When he was accidentally injured, two magical spells fell on his head in succession, and the injury healed instantly. Fang Bai called him a rogue.

“Unfortunately, this is a profession exclusive to the Church of Light, and players cannot change professions.

Otherwise, this profession would be extremely easy to use, but I'm afraid it would be very difficult to change professions. "

Fang Bai muttered interestingly.

However, Kaiming's heart was full of despair, because three master-level skeletons had already taken action.

The holy shields rotating outside the body were broken one after another, and Kaiming was overwhelmed by the attacks of several master-level skeletons, and instantly fell into a disadvantage.

“Am I still going to die here today?

Master, I still have to live up to your expectations.

It's a pity that I died here, and there was no one to collect my body.

There is not even a single bystander, so it is nothing more than death. Those who die cannot shock the whole audience, but die silently."

Kai Ming was heartbroken.

"At least there is someone nearby who can see it, so that the legend of the undead master of group battles can be recited before my death.

Maybe decades later, I will also become a heroic story told by troubadours. Well, is there really someone? "

Desperate Kai Ming's eyes were dazzled, and he seemed to see someone who looked a little familiar.

"Fang Bai, it's good that Fang Bai is here, at least the player won't die and can give my master something to say."

Kaiming said to himself, and then he laughed.

"Are you so desperate that you're hallucinating? If Fang Bai came, how could he not help me?

Is it possible that he can still just watch the show? "

Thinking of this, Kaiming immediately understood that it must be an illusion, and quickly rubbed his eyes and blinked.

But Fang Bai was still there, holding his hands on his chest and half leaning on the stone. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Kaiming frowned.

"Damn it, there are actually undead trying to confuse me with hallucinations, fire!"

A golden light flashed in Kaiming's eyes. Fang Bai was still where he was. Not only was he there, but he was also waving towards him.

Kai Ming was confused.

"Fang Bai?!"

In a daze, Kai Ming was struck by a huge bone that broke his holy shield. The big bone stick with a blast of evil wind instantly hit Kai Ming.

Kai Ming subconsciously blocked, and the huge force caused his posture to deform. A rusty broken gun instantly grabbed the flaw and shot towards Kai Ming.

Kaiming, whose posture was unbalanced, couldn't use any strength. He released several magic spells one after another, but all of them were pierced by the rusty-looking broken gun until Kaiming.

The shadow of death was completely shrouded, and Kai Ming felt desperate.

But the last thought in Kaiming's mind turned out to be.

"You're such a loser, I'm in disgrace to you."