Undead Farm

I thought that I had to be afraid of a little soul before, and I couldn’t help but cry in the night.

With his current body, there is finally a lord of the undead.

"Unfortunately, this system is still a bit smashed. 100 pounds of meat is counted as my 10 points of psionic energy. How to change to a corpse becomes 1 point and 1 point! Is it because there is no cooking?"

I thought it would be too much for me to let the undead servants digest the bodies. Then I would like to fire a piece of salt and sprinkle a salt and slowly do it. What's more, he is already outrageous now.

"Ah, you... are you an adult at night?!"

Sure enough, after dawn, after seeing the night three, the first sentence of Wanmo made his heart sink.

Last night, a total of nearly 200,000 corpses were swallowed up, that is, 200,000 sacred abilities, which directly expanded the night to become a dead fat man weighing 400 jins.

He now bows his head and can't see his knees. He can only see a round big belly. The clothes are broken. He can only use a sheet of paper around his waist. It is difficult for Wanmo to recognize the first time. he.

But even more shocked is the number of archbishops who heard the news.

This is nearly 400,000 bodies, but it was all gone overnight.

If the traces of the water that had been soaked into mud were still conspicuous, he was afraid that he was dreaming.

"This... is what you did?"

The Archbishop looked at the night three more suspiciously, and the voice was a bit cold.

Green is too old to have the characteristics of absorbing the material and then feeding it back to the Tai Ou, and watching the night and the night become a ball, it must be the body treated in this way.

If you think about it, isn't this the same way that he "eats" these bodies in another way?

This really makes him difficult to accept, and...

Does the night really have this ability?

Thinking of this, the Archbishop suddenly came to the front of the night, and directly pressed his hand to his shoulder. The frenzied wind on one side frowned, but in the end he did not say anything.

"Don't move, I will check the body for you."

Unsuspecting tone, plus the claws of the iron hooks clinging to his collarbone, this time the night is still not knowing what is going on is a fool!

The Archbishop is skeptical about him!

Sure enough, as the golden light from the archbishop’s eyebrows suddenly penetrated his forehead, the warning of the system sounded:

[Detected that the Holy Light detection ray is attacking the soul sea, the mental aura is blocking. 】

[Because the host level is too low and the property is restrained, it is not completely blocked. This Holy Light detection beam invades 63%. 】

[Soul Sea is about to be broken, 5, 4, 3, 2...]

"What is wrong with me sleeping? Holy... I am he!"

The soul sea of ​​the undead is actually the sea of ​​human consciousness. At this time, Bai Jinbao, who was hiding in the soul of the night, was awakened by this golden light. He just recovered half of his black hair and found a golden light. Can not help but face a big bang.

But if you let this holy light break through, then the few souls in the soul of the night and the soul of it will definitely be exposed. When it is time to find a tool that is so easy to use, it will be distressed. A big mouth.

Ah, I swallowed the golden light that had just penetrated and had not yet spread.

As the eyes of the two flashed again and again, the brow's brow staying outside was deeply wrinkled, and for a long time, he sighed and let go.

"It's okay, you are a bit over-nutrient, and you can eat less and move more."

"Ah, thank you to the Archbishop." The night three eyes stunned and arched against the Archbishop.

"Nothing to thank, but..."

After the words were not finished, the archbishop’s eyes shot two golden lights again, directly on the night three eyes.

"But how did you deal with so many bodies, and what happened to the two hundred sows?"

The thick voice of the Archbishop was filled with the ears at night, and at night, it became sluggish and the eyes became dumb.

It is a great mantra of the Archbishop!

This is the means by which one can bring out all the words of the heart. It is the interrogation spell that will be used by the major criminals in the trial of the St. Silver Church. Even if Aston is in front of this technique, he can't say a false statement.

"The Archbishop, you..."

The madness of the wind finally felt a little unbearable, but the Archbishop shook his head.

"His sea of ​​defense is too strong, and the space inside is vast and boundless. This is not a capability that a bronze summoner can have. I am only doing this for the sake of insurance. If there is no problem, I will naturally apologize to him!" ”

The Archbishop said this, and the wind is not good enough to say anything more.

However, the consciousness of the young man is so strong that even the archbishop must doubt the point of destroying the rules and using the great mantra. In addition, before the kid was beaten by the epic, the story of breaking the eggshell cage is also his. Now, a bunch of corpses have been changed, and he has to be suspected.

This is no longer a genius word to explain.

"The pig head is a tribe that came to the night last night. The public was killed by me and my men. The mother was taken as a slave to help me move the body. As for the body, I was broken down by the ability I got assimilated. But it seems that the body has suffered some side effects."

The night of the night is more fluent, and there is no expression on his face.

"Can you play so many dude?" asked the Archbishop.

"You can't beat it. Everyone is too tired in a big fight~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I can't put them over, but it seems that I was scared by my disintegration, and I sacrificed all the summons. After the beast killed a group of pig heads, the heads of the sows actually voluntarily surrendered to me as my slave. I thought that so many bodies would have to deal with me before they received them. Bringing them back can also better develop our Lorraine collar. ,"

"Lorraine leads the poor, otherwise I will not make the wind to earn this corpse processing fee." Finished, the face of the night of the night is actually more than two drops of tears in the corner of his eyes.

"Oh, a good deputy lord, it’s totally different from the guys in our territory who only search for fat!"

"I said that I can't blame him for winning our money. The dealer is not him. It is the cockroach moth that is madly made!"

"Forget it, it is to help the poor..."

The Archbishop frowned. He always felt that something was wrong, but the night of the third day was indeed his great mantra. This is not a fake.

In this case, even if the night is more than saying that he is actually a princely illegitimate child, he has to believe, but if you say it in front of so many people, it is a big accident.

Thinking of this, the Archbishop did not dare to ask again, and quickly canceled the big mantra.

The night of the night was even more screaming, and the eyes recovered and looked at the people around him who sighed and touched the head:

"Is it all around me?"

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