Chapter 2169: Who is the Lord of the Nether (2)

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The second skull of the skeleton climbed up the towering death knell, but this time he was seriously injured. His skeleton was shaking uncontrollably, and even the fire in the skull flashed brightly or darkly. It had one hand. The bone grabbed the throne to support the body, and one hand bone pointed at the undead Ming Feng in the distance, and said something.
Qin Ming ignored the second skull and continued to sit on the throne of bones and said to the undead Mingfeng: "You already feel the power here, do you want to stay here? Want to sit on this throne? Want to stand on top of this death knell Overlooking the Netherworld? "
The skull second child froze slightly, suddenly excited, grabbed the throne and just climbed up.
Qin Ming slowly turned his head and looked coldly at the skull second child. Although he was a conscious body, he showed a terrible momentum on this throne. He slowly raised his hand and pressed it on the skull second child's head. "You ... it's time to grow up ..."
boom!
Qin Ming's palm burst into a violent energy, with a dull death knell, and hit the skull of the second skull.
The skull twirled a whole body, flew up and flew out, his body was completely spread out, and whistled and fell into the ghost mountain below Wanzhang. The black bones shook slightly, all quiet, and the black mist in the skull became calm and thin in a faint flash.
Undead Ming Feng looked at Qin Ming on the throne, and was frightened. Its realm is obviously much stronger than Qin Ming, but in this mysterious nether world, Qin Ming is like a god, easily depriving everyone of the power of undead. Here, its life and death are completely controlled by Qin Ming.
"I gave you time to think about it, now tell me your answer."
"What does it cost me?"
"Do you feel it?"
Surrender to the horse? Undead Ming Feng understands the meaning of Qin Ming, and if he wants to be the master of this world, he must become Qin Ming's servant. But how could it be the immortal phoenix and the half master of the future of the Celestial Beast Realm to become a human slave?
but……
How can Burning Beast Realm compare with the Netherworld?
How can a half master compare with the lord of the dim here?
And when did the Phoenix people truly consider their undead Phoenix people as their people?
Undead Ming Feng understands that it is more favorable to be trivial, but there is always a little resistance in the subconscious.
"I'm sorry! I've given you a chance!" Qin Ming raised his hand, pointing at the undead Mingfeng.
"You are going to kill me?"
"No! What a good skeleton, how can it be wasted. I gave you a chance and wanted you to live with your original consciousness. Unfortunately, you do n’t want to grasp it, so stay in the death knell for a hundred days, Erase all consciousness. I only need your skeleton, as long as your strength. "Qin Ming's fingertips must be forward, the towering huge death knell immediately shaking, shaking the mountains, all cracks burst into strong light, like resurrection The dying pattern of death reveals heartbreaking energy.
"Stop! I can! I can!" Undead Hades retreated in horror, and there was a wave of Hades that was no longer intense.
"You can? This is your final answer?"
"I ... I ..." The undead Mingfeng struggled, it really loved the power here, and was more eager to stay here, but ...
Qin Ming's body of consciousness glowed with all kinds of strange light, intertwined inside and outside, the bell was ringing, dull but extremely vast, and spread to every corner of the underworld. A loud noise, shaking the earth, thousands of lone souls roared. The death pattern on the surface of the death knell bursts with dazzling light, soars into the sky, intersperses quickly, and turns into a huge soul shadow, like a cloak of death, raging fire, dark and evil, standing in the sky . "I'm not here to negotiate with you. Immortal Phoenix, I will treat your bones well."
"I can surrender! I can be loyal to you! But I have a condition ..." Undead Ming Feng shouted fiercely, but still insisted on his last dignity.
"It's late!" Qin Ming shouted, and the huge undead 'robe' fluttered, filled with a cold, nasty but irresistible force, it raised his right hand violently, and a ripple of death like a river of blood, entangled again The dark fire stirred the sky and blasted towards the undead dark phoenix.
"Stop! Don't ... we can talk about it well, you have to give me a chance to talk, stop first!" The immortal phoenix is ​​the supreme existence, whether it is in the celestial beast realm or in other worlds outside, allowing all living beings Dread, but here, in front of this huge necromancer, it seems that there is no room to fight back, and its bones are uncontrolled dislocation. Before the death ripples come over, the consciousness is like being stuck by thousands of needles general.
The undead Ming Feng screamed in pain and retreated: "I surrender! I surrender to the Netherworld! I surrender to your Qin life! I surrender to you ... my master! I have no conditions ..."
Bang!
Death Hades struck the undead Hades, and in the fierce roar, they shattered and turned into hundreds of broken bones. The last cry of immortal Ming Feng turned into a scream of screaming, pain and despair unwilling to be sorrowful and angry, the phoenix bones fluttered in the sky, scattered in the cold and silent ghost mountain blood river, the bonfire on each bone quickly dim, The cold, cloudy wind extinguished.
Qin Ming sat on the throne of bones, surrounded by strange light, mysterious and majestic. The huge shadow of the necromancer behind him towered to the sky, filled with the death fog, two blood-red eyes were cold and evil like the demon moon.
The death knell is long, with the sound of tangible and dead souls. It is full of curses, disasters, destruction, and other powers. It is constantly sweeping the world, rushing across the vast ghost mountain, trembling with blood rivers, and even more disturbing The dark fire between heaven and earth.
A lot of soul thoughts and undead things were pained and mourned in the sound of the death knell, and screamed screaming. They have swallowed up this power, but have been pained by it.
Qin Ming always released the power of the death knell, sometimes strong, sometimes slow, but continued. He wants to leave a mark on the first undead things in the nether world, let them know who is the master of the world, who should be jealous, and who is in control.
Yang Dingfeng lay on his back in the dense canopy, resting his arms on his back, looking at the sky through the gaps in the leaves, silently dazed.
Qin Lan had a trouble with Bai Hu for a while, and suddenly came to Yang Dingfeng, standing directly on his chin, crooked his small head, Wuyu's eyes flashed suddenly: "What do you want?"
"Little girl, you call my brother that the matter is not over yet." Yang Dingfeng looked at Qin Lan in front of him and continued to look at the sky.
"I don't understand." Qin Lan smiled playfully, the ancient spirit was strange.
"Bad learning from your father."
"What are you thinking?"
"Why are you still interested in me?"
"not interested."
"Then what are you doing?"
"Are there any dragon meats? Dad said that things must not be too obtrusive.
"No!" Yang Dingfeng shook his head helplessly.
"you have."
"A fire dragon, half of you and me, I ate."
"You scratched your head in Bailian, I saw it."
"Dragon and lion, that's what I keep for myself. Go to your father, there are still many dragon spirit cores there for you."
"I'll change it with you."
"No change."
"What are you thinking?" Qin Lan looked at him curiously, feeling as if something was different.
"No need to pave the way, I'll just keep that inventory."
"Little stingy."
"Go to your white tiger, don't bother uncle thinking about life."
"What do you want?" The little girl didn't give up.