Chapter 0164 Undead**

It took nearly 5 days to finalize the list.

Li Xun stretched his waist, and his bones crackled. I'm so tired! The merits are scrutinized little by little, and the heroic merits are calculated the same, and these subordinates who have followed them for the longest time and are the most serious must be wronged, and their positions must be corrected, so as to make a good start for the follow-up to become bigger and stronger.

With the current construction progress, the treasure shop can also be built, but unfortunately the construction conditions of 2,000 soul crystals make people tremble. Thinking of the dazzling treasures inside, all of them are the best equipment that is useful to me, but unfortunately I can only salivate and eat now.

The Sleepy Lands are in a period of rapid expansion, and the current war process must not be halted in order to hoard soul crystals. However, Li Xun also warned Skeletron that although the door to the plane of the Council of the Dead has been cut off, the forces that have entered the plane of the undead in the early stage are still there, especially there is a legendary lich inside. It can be said that before the construction of the Mage Tower, Li Xun had been in fear, lest his new forces be wiped out by the enemy. Now with the protection of the Mage Tower, the Sleeping Place has built a towering skeleton wall around the valley, which is already the highest level of defense among the three necropolis cities.

Li Xun's current energy is all involved in the Sleeping Land, and the Dark City and the Eternal Night City can only be entrusted to the butcher to guard alone, and the demon guardians also stay in the Dark City. In order to prevent Zena from losing power in the underworld, Li Xun forced the Blood Demon to move closer to Rasmufer City, where Zena was located, to assist the priestess in stabilizing the power of the Dìng family. The stone tower is taken care of by Little Jack, and there will be no problems in the short term, so that Li Xun will liberate himself and can devote himself to the study of the mage.

Now that the Sleeplands is at war, Skeletron leads the Ice Demon, 3 Dark Knights, and a group of Graveyard men to sweep away all small forces and clans within a radius of 300 miles every day, except for the level 11 Ghost Lord. Hundreds of ghosts are too annoying, and jumping into the ranks to occupy a low-level undead at random is a civil war that fights itself, and belongs to the commander's most headache object. Without accumulating a certain number of corpse witches, Skeletron didn't plan to touch that group of hedgehogs at all.

Li Xun stayed in the city and built some outbuildings one by one, and gradually began to improve the city defense of the sleeping place, and some necessary spell casting platforms were reasonably distributed behind the bone wall, and this will be the world of corpse witches in the future.

There are 2 Earth Souls in the pile of bones in the sea of bones, which Li Xun bought from several large business associations in Novis at a high price, and they happened to be assimilated in the land of sleep, and it was also convenient for the heroes of the undead world to use.

Just as Li Xun was working hard to manage the housekeeping, he stood up abruptly and looked at infinity with his eyes. He was now inside the Mage Tower, and he couldn't see the outside world at all, but that didn't prevent him from sensing the burst of holy light in the distance. Holy Light? Holy light in the realm of the dead? How can there be magicians here? Don't......

The appearance of the holy light also triggered the boundless breath of death in the undead world, and the rancid breath that was usually surging in no way was like boiling water at this moment, directly spreading a tyrannical hatred to the distance. Every undead who is covered by this wave of hatred, regardless of race, will have their souls soaring, and they can't help but run towards the source of the fluctuations of the holy light.

Although the skeleton zombies crawling out of the cemetery also felt this fluctuation, they did not lose their minds, but they still stood facing the place where the holy light erupted for a long time.

Li Xun's heart moved, and under his command, hundreds of skeletons ran out of the city and ran towards that location as fast as they could. They had barely run more than 2 miles when a scalp-tingling smirk came over them, and a dozen ghosts whistled past them and flew away at a faster speed.

Li Xun sat in the Mage Tower, his vision had become wider as his subordinates spread out, and the stone wall on the side in front of him had become a wall of light at the moment, separating and projecting dozens of different perspectives. The ghost girl took a step forward, and before she could say anything, Li Xun had already taken the lead in blocking her: "Don't worry, wait for the Skeleton King to lead the team back, let the ice demon go and take a look first." ”

"I am a warrior and an assassin." The ghost girl stubbornly pursed her mouth, since she revealed her true body, many things have lost her share.

"You are a hero, you should get used to commanding your subordinates, and in the future, all ghost killers will be under your command, and Oro will also be under your control!" Li Xun taught that heroes do need a certain amount of strength, but they also need a commander with a clear mind.

The ghost girl did not continue to argue, and the figure of the ice demon had already appeared in the camera.

The ice demon who was fighting outside had already received Li Xun's order, and ran forward directly through any gate with a very short cooldown time, encountering some scattered undead creatures from time to time on the way, and they all just cared about burying their heads in the road, and there was no chaos of fighting when they usually met.

After running for 5 hours in a row, more and more undead creatures were encountered, and they gradually converged into a tide of lang, rushing in a certain direction. As the rush continued, there were still small groups of undead teams merging in, and the tide became broad and thick, and when viewed from a high altitude, there was no longer a limit.

Undead**?

With the help of the vision of the ghosts in mid-air, Li Xun could see far more clearly than any of the waves, not to mention on the ground, even in the sky, a sea of soldiers had been pulled, and countless ghosts and ghosts shouted and made a noise.

However, the sharp-eyed Li Xun found that there were not many high-level undead, and they were basically low-level undead. It is impossible for such a large area to be free of high-level undead, so it can only show that high-level undead can resist the fluctuation of death qi just now, and they are not bewitched or seduced.

What was that fluctuation just now? If you use it well, it might be a big killer, but if someone uses it against themselves, it will be terrible. These low-level undead can't see it in their eyes, but they can't stand the boundlessness of others! The Sea of the Dead is simply unsolvable.

While he was thinking about it, the breath of holy light came from the distance again. Could it be that someone is fighting? Li Xun vaguely had some guesses, his eyes couldn't help but narrowed into a slit, silently thinking about something.

The ice demon was moving forward in the endless group of undead, and in normal times, the high-level undead aura emanating from its body was enough to dispel these skeleton zombies. But today, the undead coercion has lost its effect. All the skeleton zombie soul flames flashed with a fierce red light, crowded around the ice demon, struggling to advance towards the source of the burst of holy light.

The ice demon looked around in disgust, although it was also from a skeleton, but since it evolved into a high-level undead, it was full of contempt for these low-level races. Countless blades swirled around the Ice Demon, and any low-level undead who tried to get close to it were torn to pieces and frozen in place. The Ice Demon traveled all the way, and it can be said that it was stepping on the bones of countless skeleton zombies, leaving behind a frosty path that no one dared to set foot on.

These little ones have all run away, and aren't there only some high-level undead left in many groups to guard their lair? Li Xun smiled evilly, and immediately passed the idea to Skeletron. So the team of corpses and witches of the Sleeping Lands just a little bit of size was dispatched, and the arrows pointed directly at the ghost house not far away.

This time the wild run lasted for a day and a night, and the undead were tireless, and Li Xun couldn't stand it. At the seventh hour, he dozed off on the Throne of Bones and handed over the surveillance to the Ghost Maiden.

When there was a change in the camera, the ghost girl woke up Li Xun.

It was a battle, a battle destined to be tragic.

A battle of one man against one plane.

Cyboril mechanically swung the holy sword in his hand, turning every undead who came within ten meters of him to ashes. There was only a thin layer of divine blessings left on his body, and his heart was full of despair. In this place of endless death, without the protection of the holy power, the flesh and blood on his body will be **decayed within 10 hours, which is an irreversible infection process, and he will be conscious of every moment and every change of transformation.

The hatred of the undead, the fear of the future fate, and the confusion of the gods abandoning him, made Hiberil's consciousness gradually dim. He is not a magician, but a paladin, focusing on physical strike ability, and the highest level of divine art can contact the 7th order, and the two outbursts just now are the 7th order divine magic holy word technique.

In this evil plane where he could not connect with the God of Morning Light through prayers, the holy power stored in his body was becoming less and less, and he no longer dared to use high-level divine arts, but barely maintained his holy power blessings, using the holy sword in his hand to destroy every undead who rushed up. Due to the lack of support from the Holy Power, the Nasir Sacred Sword has lost its purifying aura, but it can still destroy every dead qi core it touches, that is, the soul fire of the undead.

The Nasir Holy Sword is not a top-level weapon, but as the standard weapon of the Paladin of the Temple of Morning Light, it has the most suitable match with the Morning Light Divine Power, and as long as the divine power continues, it is an unrivaled divine blade.

After many days of fighting, without food and without divine power replenishment, Hiberil was already crumbling and could no longer pull the enemy's encirclement with speed. Besides, everywhere here is the undead, and there will be undead spirits on the earth, in the sky, and even in the ground, who will come out and stretch out their filthy and filthy claws to themselves, delusionally thinking that they will be the first to taste the flesh full of holy power, regardless of whether they can digest this abominable holy light or not.

In such a place, the shift in strategy has become a joke, and Hiberil is not a thief who can hide his breath, he will only knock his enemies to pieces head-on. The longer the Holy Power is used, the more undead will be attracted, and the more he will be unable to get out, which is an unsolvable cycle of death, unless one party completely falls, and the breath is completely extinguished.

Staggering and running, he couldn't help but move, there were too many undead who had been purified into ashes by him, and the dust that fell was enough to bury him. The gloomy and rancid mist of the undead realm made it impossible for him to see far, but the undead who he saw all over the mountains when the holy power erupted was enough to sink his heart into the bottomless abyss.

There was no hope that he would be able to return to the main material realm alive, he was just mechanically slashing the undead, not letting the filthy claws stain his body.

[This book was first published from, the first time to see the genuine content!] ]

(l~1`x*>+``+