I became the ancestor of the blood clan

The power of the holy light in the Bone Plane, which looked like stars, was also dimmed at this moment.

Under the gaze of the empty, indescribable, and unimaginable eyes, the bright angel phantom shattered and turned into pure holy power.

The angel wings floating above the Plane Stone immediately dimmed.

And when the phantom of the angel was shattered, the small plane stones in the hands of the three necromancers on the top floor were also shattered, and the pair of empty eyes in the sky with unimaginable power disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the surging power of death was poured into the Plane Stone again.

Hundreds of necromancers continued to chant the disgustingly low and weird undead profanity.

It seems that everything is back to the beginning.

Seeing this scene, Li De was speechless for a long time.

The projection of the gods, the phantom of the twelve-winged seraphim.

This kind of high-end power appeared in front of him one after another, and it had a huge impact on him.

After a while, Li Decai calmed down and returned his attention to the scene.

Looking at the angel wings and the plane stone on the altar, Li Desheng had a crazy idea.

He turned his head to look at Stanley and Grote who were still in shock beside them.

"The plane stones in the hands of this group of necromancers have been shattered, and it is inevitable that they will not be able to recruit the projection of the gods again in a short time.

And the phantom condensed by the angel's wings has also been defeated, even if there is a backup, it will not recover in such a short time.

The two of you cooperate with Dry Bones and Castro to attract the attention of these necromancers, maybe this is our chance. "

After Li De finished speaking, he turned his head and said to Castro who had shrunk and returned to his shoulder.

"If you encounter unpredictable dangers, you and Withered Bones must flee the battlefield as soon as possible, and there is no need to rescue us."

He has the talent of being reborn with blood, even if he dies, it will not have much impact, but Castro is different. If this newborn king bat dies, he is really dead.

He is not willing to bear this loss.

After a moment.

rumbling~

Hot fireball burst~

The unsuspecting necromancer on the bone altar was directly blown away.

Suddenly there was chaos.

The magic in Stanley's hands is continuous, like a moving turret.

Grote charged through these unsuspecting undead with a huge sword in his hand. With a height of 2.5 blades, he was like a little giant, unstoppable.

Castro, who was wearing an extraordinary armor, could turn more than a dozen undead into shattered bones with a single dive at his super-high flying speed.

The most eye-catching thing is the dead bones, which are also undead. This bone dragon with a wingspan of 18 blades exudes dragon power from the soul, causing great panic to the undead below.

"Damn bastards, these despicable creatures!!"

"Kill them!!"

"No one can stop the coming of our Lord!"

Seeing this scene, the 19th-level necromancer on the 18th-story White Bone Pagoda roared sharply, waved his hand, gave up and continued to cast spells, and two [-]th-level high-level undeads around him immediately rushed towards the screaming bones.

Li De's figure had disappeared in place at this time, and he was a little surprised when he stepped into the dimensional plane.

The dimensional plane is still intertwined with the breath of holy light and death.

It seems that the two are in an eternal entanglement and struggle.

Without thinking too much, the figure quickly approached the bone altar in the dimension space.

But Li De felt tremendous pressure when approaching this twelve-story altar. The aura emanating from this weird altar could cut off the space, and he could no longer move forward.

At this moment, Grote, who was madly attacking the altar below, and Kuguyin, who was screaming, have successfully attracted the attention of most of the undead.

"Quak, quack, you damned brats, taste the dragon's breath of the great Lord Withered Bones~"

"A group of rotten and dirty garbage, let the Dragon of Destruction grant you eternal silence!"

"Only withered bones are the most powerful, trash, you are so pitiful..."

"Looking at your weak and pitiful soul fire is really ridiculous..."

Although most of the undead's brain circuits are rather weird, after hearing this endless ridicule, the fire of each soul suddenly rose, and most of the attacks were aimed at this damned bone dragon.

Withered Bones alone attracted 90% of the firepower.

Li De didn't pay so much attention at this time. When more and more necromancers on the bone altar participated in the siege of the bones, he found a rare gap and stepped out of the dimensional space.

Followed by.

teleport.

Swipe~ When Li De appeared on the altar on the No.12 floor, the only surviving level 19 necromancer was taken aback, and the fire of soul in his empty eyes seemed to stop for a moment.

vampire?How did this damned vampire appear here? ?

But after reacting, he suddenly became furious. The fire of the soul seemed to be poured with boiling oil, and the cold breath made the surrounding temperature drop by more than ten degrees.

At this moment, Li De took advantage of the short-term dullness of the necromancer, rushed to the altar, and directly used the system space to collect the black plane stone.

But to Li De's surprise, there was no response.

Miscalculated.

Huhu~ Two four-ring undead spells with a corrosive atmosphere-the ball of necromancy hit Li De fiercely at this moment.

touch~

The first spell shattered his shield, and the second spell hit him in the back.

Bark~ The power of death is overflowing.

The terrifying negative aura crazily eroded Li De's body, his body was being corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the severe pain seemed to tear his flesh and blood apart bit by bit.

The horrible pain stimulated Li De's nerves, but he did not give up. After the failure of the first plan, he did not pause for a moment, and his body moved up suddenly.

At the same time that the second round of more terrifying magic attacks hit him behind him, his fingers touched the wing floating in the sky.

brush~

The angel wings floating in the air exuding an incomparably holy light disappeared in vain from everyone's gaze.

Ok?

The 19th-level necromancer froze for a moment, and his soul shook for a while, as if he felt extremely incredible about Li De's behavior.

They spent countless time and energy on that angel wing, but they couldn't do anything about it. The vampire actually took it away?

Li De, who was attacked by the second round of magic for a moment, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his figure teleported directly outside the altar, and then disappeared into the dimension.

Li De, who had endured two rounds of undead magic attacks, was severely traumatized, and the negative energy in his body was frantically devouring his flesh and blood.

The severe pain made him almost collapse to the ground with his legs after stepping into the dimensional space.

Before he had time to think about it, he immediately took out a large bottle of magic blood, and then drank it crazily.

Fortunately, the blood race is not human or other fragile races. With sufficient magic blood, the blood of the blood race's ancestors was activated and the body quickly returned to normal.

Those negative energies were swallowed by the scarlet power, the dry flesh and blood revived, and the broken body became whole again.

"Is this the power of level 19?"

Li De took a deep breath, "Compared with level 18 professionals, it's not a life of the same dimension."

An existence close to the extraordinary is really powerful.

After he calmed down, Li De stopped thinking about it, and turned his attention to the angel wings in the system space.

There was a bit of joy in his eyes. Although he was attacked fiercely, he didn't expect to be able to get the angel's wings so smoothly.

And the necromancer whose aura had reached level 19 didn't seem to stop him from taking the angel wings, and didn't even pursue him after he left.

This made Li De feel a little strange.

It seems that the level 19 necromancer he took away the angel wings is very...happy? ?

Shaking his head, he focused on the angel's wings and opened the properties panel.

angel wings

Quality: Special Items

Introduction: There is a twelve-winged seraphim sleeping in this wing, and only the most holy power can wake her up.

Extremely simple instructions, not even any additional skills.

But the introduction is enough to move anyone.

Sleeping with a twelve-winged seraphim? ! !

Li De gasped after seeing the attributes, his scalp was numb.

This time it was going against the sky, did he get the nuclear bomb?

Twelve-winged seraphim, this **** is a divine creature.

The level is at least level 30, and it may even be higher. He has barely reached half of the opponent's level now.

Li De's heart was trembling at the moment.

But it was too late to think too much about how to deal with this nuclear bomb, and after calming down his excitement, he quickly moved away from the bone altar in the dimension space.

The fighting outside has not stopped yet, now that the most important things are in hand, there is no need to continue to entangle with the other party so strenuously.

When his figure came out of the dimensional space, he immediately brought together the people who were fighting with the necromancer.

"Everyone gather, don't get entangled with each other!"

The huge voice echoed in the sky through magic power, but was immediately suppressed by the unstoppable profanity.

The level 19 necromancer put enormous pressure on Li De, and he wasn't sure if the other party was hiding some backhands.

What he wants most is undoubtedly the angel wings and the stone of the plane, but the stone of the plane is imprisoned by a certain force and cannot be collected, so he can only give it up.

Now that the angel wings are in his hands, he has already made a lot of money, and if he stays longer, he may not know what will happen.

The best gamblers don't draw a good hand every hand, but know when to play.

"Retreat immediately!!"

"Quack quack ~ lowly skeleton, dirty undead, watch the great dragon of destruction leave!

Your puny magic isn't even good enough to tickle me..."

After another dragon's breath spewed out the dry bones, under the extremely angry gaze of two level 18 necromancers, they laughed and ascended to the sky.

At this moment, Grote and Stanley immediately turned into bats and left the arena surrounded by the undead.

Castro even came out in a short time by virtue of his super high flying speed.

But to Li De's surprise, the undead were stopped by the 19th-level necromancer after seeing them leave the Bone Flat.

Immediately afterwards, all the undead acted as if nothing had happened. Except for a few people who were left on guard, the rest of the undead continued their evil sacrifices.

The two 18th-level undead who were entangled with the dead bones also returned to the twelfth floor of the bone altar, and followed the 19th-level undead mage to dance an ancient and weird dance.

The three dense white bones burning with the fire of the soul twisted their bodies in an extremely strange way, combined with the profanity of the undead full of death and chaos, the whole scene was full of creepy horror.

Seeing this scene, Li De suddenly felt unspeakable uneasiness.

danger perception.

An indescribable terror rose in his heart, and he felt it, and he took out the angel wing directly from the system backpack. The pure energy emitted by the wing seemed to be able to dispel that extremely dangerous feeling.

When he looked at the top of the twelve-story bone altar again, the pitch-black stone of the plane floated up into the air without the suppression of the angel's wings.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable gloomy light radiated out, and that strange energy swallowed up all the brightness at this moment.

The bright aura originally attached to the surrounding space receded and disappeared like a tide at this moment, and the strong power of death began to surge.

At this moment Li De finally knew what he had done.

The Angel Wings and the Stone of the Plane seemed to be in confrontation with each other. He took one of them away. Without the suppression of the light force, the breath of death would naturally swallow and occupy everything.

But it was too late to understand now, and he had no chance to put it back at this time.