Alien Queen

"The north is the strange escape from the corpse emperor of Polo Guo." It is estimated that he will escape through the plane channel to the plane of the undead. So many magic attacks just hit him, and only the undead with rich planes of the undead Only by the breath can he quickly recover and think in his heart. Li Junshan's eyes watched the small black and other aliens disappear into the line of sight with a relatively rapid degree, flashing on the back of the black fire wing demon, more than 100 heavy armor aliens from far away Suddenly, a turn turned to charge, rushing towards Baltic City in the direction of the Black Firewing Demon.

More than a hundred magical aliens can fly around Li Junshan, all the dead flying beasts along the way are bombarded by magic, and when Li Junshan is far away from the army of undead on the ground, Golden Net has prepared a long thunder spell curse magic A thunderstorm blasted.

The dark whirlpools of the gray clouded sky, and the dazzling white lightning slammed in the thick black clouds. Suddenly, the thunderous and thunderous sound of the storm led to a hurricane-like storm, a thousand-year-old tree-like thick lightning Swallowed all the light in the space, at least a hundred lightnings in the thousand kilometers of space meandered down. The original restless army of unrest suddenly stopped the advancement of this episode. The deep fear from the heart of the soul made them unable to escape after a short stagnation, and ushered in the baptism of the thunderstorm.

One round of magic net disappeared, and the second round of thunder and lightning squeezed the dense turns on the ground into a mass of thousands of undead creatures. After splitting the entire ground, the whole ground was completely turned over, and the stones were flying across the gully. The entire magic range includes outward diffusion No more undead creatures exist in the space of the magic aftermath, including the heart of the soul, all of which are crushed by the violent thunder element frenzy.

This is the power of cursing magic. This tremendous power is that nature will also be frightened.

The golden net roared with excitement, the whole body turned into a residual image and rushed to the city of Polo. A bone dragon who was horrified by the magic of thunder and lightning to the heart of the soul flew on its way. The sixty-meter bone dragon was drawn into a rotten bone, and the huge left palm twisted the bone dragon's head, and opened the blood basin to swallow the bone dragon's skull with the escaped soul out of the heart of the soul. The voice thrilled the souls of the souls of undead creatures in the distance.

The diffuse decay of the Polo City made Li Junshan extremely uncomfortable. Although the corpse poison produced by the corpse under high temperature decay did not affect him with alien blood, but the extremely foul smell of the creature except the undead creatures, no creature can get close.

In the corners of the streets in the city, including the houses, there are undead creatures from time to time. These low-level undead can’t stop the alien army from moving forward. Heavy armor aliens are raging on the ground, and high-level aliens are harvested in the air. Where Li Junshan went, it became the survival reality of the undead creatures.

Looking at the plane channel like a huge black hole, Li Junshan saw more than fifty pseudo-sanctuaries of the sea clan floating in the air, three layers and three layers firmly guarding the plane channel, but the orc high-level strongman is in the most column. In a circle, the low-level to stupid undead creatures moved somehow, and they were far away from the Dahongpao Templars who had blessed the sacrificial art.

Occasionally, some undead creatures ran over in the plane channel. Under such intensity of defense, they did not successfully step on the ground of this plane or fly high into the sky. Fifty sea tribes were parallels. Such a magic attack. Even the undead lord with the strength of the holy domain recommender may not dare to hard-wire, obviously there are not so many lords in the plane of the undead.

"Is there that corpse emperor?" Li Junshan glanced a few times. What appeared in the channel of the undead plane were only low-level undead creatures, but they could not form a scale.

A sea mermaid magician close to Li Junshan respectfully said, "Master Sanctuary, we have not seen any undead high-level strongmen since we came here. At least after we surrounded here, no undead creature could break through the encircling circle or escape into the plane. In the passage."

"Xiaohei, how is it?" Li Junshan sent a spiritual communication to Xiaohei.

"Boss, there is nothing to show, but I have seen a lot of low-level bone racks." Xiaohei's spiritual communication instantly returned.

"Come back, there are other two routes also called back together."

After giving spiritual instructions to Hei, Li Junshan looked at Hei Shen's passage to the plane of the undead, and his face was so quiet that everyone who thought they thwarted several high-level undeads and successfully subdued one of the sea clan and orcs would be very happy Some are puzzled.

There was silence in the field, and Li Junshan's complexion was just like the space around the plane channel, somewhat distorted.

"Isn't he escaping back to the plane channel? Is this pocket-sized alien larvae really a true alien!"

Li Junshan was more and more shocked.

The undead are not terrible. What is terrible is that they are fully agile to maintain the wisdom and body of the memory during his lifetime. Just like the necromancer Wilmut, such people often play a role that no one can replace at a critical moment.

The Saint Order aliens searched around the Lord of the Corpse Emperor, but no one could guess that Butler, the tip of the Emperor of the Curtain, was still in Polo City. Although the five black ape swords were holy, the Anzu Powerhouse rug searched the entire palace. However, it was not possible to find one or two underground chambers in the palace that were occasionally present by the necromancer Wilmut, with a depth of more than three hundred meters and underground water chambers were drilled.

Undead creatures are extremely keen on other creatures. Unless high-level priests search carefully, other people, including aliens, want to feel the undead’s hair, but it is extremely difficult, and the entrance has been very research-oriented. Mutt concealed it cleverly.

It was the necromancer Wilmut who saved the life of the Lord of the Dead at a crucial moment. This was due to a space teleportation scroll contributed by Butler in the early years. This piece was stolen from a skeleton lord on the plane of the dead. The incoming space transfer reel can be transferred to a position where coordinates have been recently recorded after tearing.

As early as when he occupied the Royal Palace of Polo City, after presenting this secret room, at the suggestion of Wilmut, Lord Zombie used the space transmission scroll to record the coordinates of the underground secret feast, but did not expect to really save at the critical moment. Killed him.

The precious space transmission reel can only record and transmit the coordinates of the co-planar plane, and can only be used once. But when it is absolutely necessary, Butler is absolutely reluctant to use it.

Looking at the large amount of minced meat in front of him, Wilmut was frightened and scared. At the beginning of the battle, he felt four holy orders of alien terror, and then saw the number of alien troops. This was originally cunning at the end. After a short hesitation, the necromancer could not control the temptation of this plane, but returned to the palace and hid in the underground chamber.

The reason for not escaping in time is simple. There are several new undead creatures growing in the underground chamber. It is estimated that they will lose the protection of Lord Bart. Wilmute, who is of average strength, feels that he is more perverted than the plane of the undead. The plane wants to survive. These few undead creatures that he "made" for a few days are only the largest bricks for his survival.

The appearance of Lord Zombie's good appearance was not only expected by Wilmut, but also expected.

Expecting that Lord Butler would run away, Wilmut didn't expect to be hit to use a life-saving space to transport the scroll. He couldn't even run away, and the Lord Lord who was sent back turned into a burning piece of minced meat.

A round through wound on the face and back of the brain, the skull was almost shot in half. That terrible wound made Vermut, who was used to all kinds of ugly creatures, a little horrified; the abdomen was completely split into two halves. The disgusting pus kept pouring out of the wound, but was instantly vaporized by the burning flame.

Feeling the pain and throbbing of the soul of Lord Zombie’s soul deep in the bone marrow, obviously his soul has been hit by several magics, and it seems that he is still fighting some kind of power, and there is no place in the underground chamber for the corpse to heal. There is a strong undead atmosphere, and in Wilmut’s view, such a wound is simply impossible in the underground chamber.

If there are a lot of undeads who contribute souls for Butler to absorb, then this degree will be

The boiling fire element quickly dimmed, fearing that the corpse lord suddenly burst into the heart of his own soul, and Wilmut stood on the side, not standing nor walking, but a little overwhelmed.

Soon, Wilmut became anomalous, his dead gray eyes showing a surprised look, and his pupils were watching the severed lower limb when the corpse emperor teleported back.

The two legs have disappeared to the naked eye, and the lower limbs, which were burned into black charcoal by lightning and flames, have left thighs in a few breaths. In Wilmutter's startled eyes, the lower limbs disappeared completely and appeared on the ground. A mass of sticky silk with a smelly smell "flowed in a very slow degree. To the relatively complete upper body of the corpse emperor.

Wilmut thinks that strange set of black things is very similar to the poisonous sputum with strong corrosiveness spitting out from the undead plane spittoon beast~www.NovelMTL.com~In an instant, Wilmut felt the stuff There is a unique breath of life, and there are still two, it is also a surprise.

Out of his professional interest in studying special life forms, Wilmut subconsciously chanted magic spells to cast a life-entrapment magic that could control low-level creatures. Seeing that the pile of things stopped flowing and being trapped by magic, the Necromancer took a long breath.

Somehow. Wilmut felt a terrifying breath from the pile of unknown things. He thought that his strength of life imprisonment magic would not work, but he didn't want to try and succeed.

Looking down and looking closely, when Wilmut’s eyes clearly saw the two small things in the pile that seemed to be stuck, he was still afraid of making a mistake. The necromancer hurriedly took a crystal out of his body. The diffuser got closer and looked carefully.

At one glance, Wilmut's mind flashed the alien army he had previously seen outside the city. Excellent professional qualities made him instantly think of a certain possibility, and shock and ecstasy flooded Wilmut's face.