Chapter 1781: Solving the Sacred of the Undead

Southern tiankeng in central China.
The undead sacred God has been sitting on the edge of the tiankeng, and has been concentrating for two years.
He couldn't feel the in the soul two years ago.
It seems as if he has lost contact with Zhang Xing.
So he went out to inquire.
It turned out that Zhang Xing and the Lord of Darkness were all gone.
The news made him laugh for three days.
But soon he calmed down.
Can someone who can compete with the Lord of Darkness die so easily?
He was a little skeptical.
No rush, wait a minute, not bad these days.
A year passed in a blink of an eye.
Fragmented to dare not move.
Even though Zhang Xing is dead, there are still 99 dragons.
He can't mess with it, either.
However, he can escape to other places and continue to absorb human souls to cultivate and strengthen himself.
One day when you practice in the demigod, you don't have to worry about the dragons coming to trouble themselves.
Although it can't dominate the entire continent, it can also live freely.
After another year, I couldn't sit still.
He has planned the escape route.
Lead an army of tens of billions of undead into the deep sea, walk from the sea, all the way to the western continent!
That night, he led the first millions of skeleton soldiers and quietly left Tiankeng.
Fragmented heart (love Qing) is really excited.
I thought I would live under the shadow of Zhang Xing in this life.
But I did not expect to be free in just two years!
As he walked, looking forward to the future, he seemed to see himself doing great things in the western continent. Millions of people became their own slaves and became their own blood food ...
"Scattered, where are you going?"
The fragmentation in the dream was startled by the sudden sound.
He was lame under his feet, almost lame.
"Who?"
Looked in horror in the direction of the sound.
I saw a vague shadow in the night appearing in the sky above him.
Holding the Skull Staff sporadic, he took two steps subconsciously and asked again, "Who?"
"Why, you can't even hear your master's voice?"
The faint voice of the shadow came.
In fact, the first thing that came to mind was Zhang Xing.
But he didn't want to admit it.
Can he be unfamiliar with this voice?
Can he feel no tremor in his soul?
It was just that Zhang Xing came too suddenly, and he was not prepared at all.
At the same time, he was also fantasizing. It must not be Zhang Xing, it must not be ...
But Zhang Xing's second sentence completely shattered his illusion.
"Lord ... man! You are back! I ..."
With a brief whistle, Fallen Saint knelt down.
There was an excuse in his head for speed.
"Master ... I'll take them around with me ..."
"Oh? Really? You need to go to such a far place, do you want to take a bath in the sea?"
Zhang Xing stood in the air, his mouth twitched, sarcastically.
It seems that there is a restless heart!
"The owner didn't know. They had been with them for the past two years.
Gritted teeth sporadically, anyway, Zhang Xing doesn't know, and it's okay to throw a panic.
Zhang Xing snorted: "Although I don't know the rules of your life, I have felt if you lied.
It seems unnecessary to keep you in this world. "
As he slowly stretched out his right hand, a bright and holy white light appeared in the night sky.
"Master's life ... I was wrong! Let me go ..."
call!
Before the scattered words were finished, they were purified into a mass of air by this bright energy, and drifted in the night sky with the wind ...