Necromancer Doomsday

Wan Zhiyang strode out of the hall, and immediately followed two people behind him, both of whom were magic warriors of the Black Mountain battle group.

Walking to the gate, the gate slowly opened with the sound of hong long long, revealing a mysterious silhouette of a black robe in front of the gate.

Seeing that black robe, Wan Zhiyang’s eyes suddenly exploded with intense essence, like two lasers lasing out, leaving two in the dim air Bright traces.

Among the spirits, there was a strong killing intent, which was quite astonishing. The two men behind him couldn’t help but feel shocked, a sense of horror rose, and they couldn’t help but look at each other. , Each other saw an expression of fear in their eyes.

“It seems that the head of the group is suffering from the symptoms of black robe overreaction.” The two looked at each other and seemed to see the thoughts in each other’s hearts.

“You are the commander of the Black Mountain battlegroup. It is best not to have any murderous intentions against me, otherwise you will be the one who will die.” The black robed man opposite unexpectedly spoke first, with a very hoarse voice. It’s unpleasant, with a sizzling nuance like the core of a poisonous snake, making people suddenly shocked, and a cold chill surged across the body, as if there was a poisonous snake swimming slowly around the neck. Moving, very strange.

Wan Zhiyang’s body was shocked unconsciously, and a strange feeling arose in his heart, feeling that he was not the opponent of the black robed man in front of him.

As soon as this feeling came out, Wan Zhiyang was shocked, and immediately sneered to himself without saying anything. Instead, he calmed down and carefully observed the black robed man in front of him.

A black robe, that’s for sure, this is a dress that Wan Zhiyang hates.

In addition, the black robed man’s breath fluctuates very obscure and weird, swaying and erratic like a poisonous snake, as if lurking, waiting for the moment to launch a fatal blow.

It’s not sure that it’s hard to guess, and it’s the black robed man in front of me.

So Wan Zhiyang became cautious.

“Who are you? What’s the matter when you come to this site? Why are you looking for me?” Wan Zhiyang asked three questions in one breath.

“You are the commander of the Black Mountain battle group. As the commander of a group, you wouldn’t be so rude. Let the visitors stand outside the gate.” The black robed man did not answer Wan Zhiyang Instead, Dark said.

“Please inside.” Wan Zhiyang’s eyes flickered, staring at the black robed man for a while, and then said solemnly.

The black robed man sneered, and immediately followed Wan Zhiyang to the hall.

“You all go out.” Wan Zhiyang said to the two soldiers who followed.

“Yes.” The two magic warriors immediately exited the hall.

“Your subordinates are good, very obedient.” The black robed man pulled a chair and sat down, then spoke.

“Your Excellency, since I’ve arrived here, let me just talk about it directly. I am a person, and I don’t like roundabouts.” Wan Zhiyang also sat on the main seat and said, open a pair of tiger eyes stared at the black robed man, as if to show him through.

“What’s your name?” black robed man lifts the head towards Wan Zhiyang. Although the head is also covered by black robe and cannot be seen, Wan Zhiyang has a feeling, this black Robed man is staring at him, this feeling is weird.

“Wan Zhiyang.” Wan Zhiyang replied, holding back his patience, because this black robed man is really weird, making him completely unable to see through.

“Wan Zhiyang, it’s not a nice name.” The black robed man said, and the blue veins on Wan Zhiyang’s forehead jumped.

“Your Excellency came here to ask for my name, and then tell me that my name is not very good, right?” Wan Zhiyang endured the anger that was about to erupt, and asked in a deep voice.

“I have warned you once, don’t kill me, otherwise it will be you. Your strength, in my opinion, is similar to an ant, jié jié jié jié… “

The black robed man’s voice suddenly became cold, extremely gloomy. Before Wan Zhiyang spoke, suddenly, an extremely cold and cool aura suddenly broke out of the black robed man’s body. For a strong gloomy storm, hit Wan Zhiyang.

In an instant, the pores burst and goose bumps all over the body, a coldness swept across the body, stiff like an ice cellar, a kind of Death Aura quietly filled his heart, and Wan Zhiyang suddenly gave birth to one. The illusion of being fed by a group of snakes.

Wan Zhiyang’s complexion greatly changed, he became pale, his eyes widened, his pupils dilated instantly, and an inexplicable fear spread within his pupils.

“hmph!”

Suddenly, a gloomy coldly snorted sound rang in my ears, exploding like a muffled thunder, and it shocked Wan Zhiyang. Dizziness.

And the extremely cold breath quickly retreated like a tide. In an instant, it disappeared without a trace, as if all the feelings just now were illusions.

But Wan Zhiyang’s face is still incredibly pale, as if he has lost his blood, and a deep sense of fear still remains in his pupils.

Wan Zhiyang knows that it was definitely not an illusion just now, but a feeling of reality. It was formed by the other’s breath oppressing him. The smell of death is extremely strong, as if it is still floating around. It seemed to be a Death God’s sickle, right on his neck, giving Wan Zhiyang a thought that life would not accept his own control, as if he could be killed at any time.

This feeling made Wan Zhiyang feel unusually uncomfortable. He didn’t like it very much, but he couldn’t get rid of it.

Breathing with big mouths, like a drowning person, Wan Zhiyang’s pale complexion gradually returned to blood, his stiff body also recovered a little bit, as if the ice was thawing, and the blood was also It gradually flows.

However, the feeling just now went deep into his bones, making Wan Zhiyang unforgettable.

“Now, do you understand, in my eyes, you are an ant, an ant that I can pinch to death at any time, jié jié jié jié…” The black robed man smiled strangely Get up, said.

Being said to be an ant, he is extremely unwilling in his heart, but even if there are tens of millions of unwillingness, Wan Zhiyang has nothing to do, because the power gap is really too big, and the other party just depends on A breath is enough to make oneself unable to resist, and feel that he is almost dead. How to fight against such an opponent will make people powerless.

“Excuse me, what do you have to do for the villain when you visit this group?” Wan Zhiyang considered his words and said slowly, his tone became more respectful, and this feeling was very strange and unaccustomed Very uncomfortable.

“I only ask you one question, do you want to have strong power, do you want revenge?” black robed man suddenly asked gloomily. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)