Chu Cheng was angry. He knew it was fake, but it evoked his memory of the God of Light.

The two swords exploded, and two rays of lightning collided with each other, and the entire space was roaring. The fallen angel was stunned and looked down at the location of his heart. A hole appeared there, and his heart disappeared.

False, true, instantaneous transformation.

Chu Cheng escaped from the gray space and saw that the corpse of the fallen angel in front of him was still there, and his hands were covered with blood and flesh. It was obvious that all the bones and soul threads pierced into the body of the fallen angel, wrapping around the divine nature. Under the thunderous rage just now, the divine nature was completely washed away, and at this time, most of his crystals of life had already existed in his crystal pool.

Burn!

Chu Cheng did not care about the burden on his body and devoted all his soul crystals to the fallen angel. The trace of divinity was refined into two groups of soul fire by him, and finally established a connection with the soul bottle of the Dead.

The fallen angel's flesh withered, his bones contracted, and more than 100,000 years of destruction made its bones very fragile. A large number of useless impurities were discharged, the bones were rebuilt, and the periphery of the skeleton was as rich as the dark night of the whole world was silent here.

In the skeleton's eye socket, two balls of soul fire jumped out and sprayed outward, spraying on the far side of the underworld fault before retracting.

Chu Cheng was immersed in pleasure, and the feathers of the fallen angel actually had so many secrets. He had contacted the angel, and the angel's wings were full of vitality, while the wings of the fallen angel were filled with death, which was the feeling of the rest of his life. It was like a grassland burned by wildfires. Under the ashes, powerful vitality would burst out at any time. After a spring rain, there was endless green.

It is said that the oldest God of the Underworld also holds the priesthood of fertility and resurrection.

Very suitable for Chu Xiang!

Otherwise, such good materials would be a loss to create a second-level undead, a fourth-level armor, and his own blue suit.

In the soul fire, the fighting experience of the fallen angel is hidden.

The long sword of the fallen angel also changed into a god of death sickle, carried on the shoulders of the winged skeleton. When the soul fire erupted and retracted, Chu Xiang could control his body.

She looked at the outside world through the soul fire with joy.

That one is Luo Yan, right? The pretty little girl is no wonder that my brother likes it. But I am a dead soul and can't introduce myself.

When Chu Xiang thought of this, his previous joy was diluted a lot.

She carried the Grim Reaper's Scythe, saluted Chu Cheng, and fled back to the Hall of the Dead.

"How long has it been?" Chu Cheng asked.

"It's been thirty-two hours. How do you feel...?" Luo Yan looked at the empty tomb, as if she had a dream. So many Aedes mosquitoes on the River Styx were burned to death?

"It feels good. You said that this throne is mine, right?"

"Um."

Chu Cheng directly included the throne in the Hall of the Dead to communicate with Chu Xiang. Chu Xiang had just obtained his body and was still checking his own space when suddenly a huge throne flew in, which scared her.

"You come to maintain this space, and this throne will be yours in the future."

"mine?"

“Our.”

Chu Xiang then smiled and slowly climbed to the tall throne with his still stiff body. It was great to have a body. Although it was not as good as humans, at least his eyes could see the same as humans, rather than the undead in the ordinary sense, the soul fire could only sense the chaotic breath of life.

Chu Cheng looked at his panel and had a master in the Hall of the Dead.

The Dead True Soul (current first level 0)

Creator: Chucheng.

Name: Chu Xiang

Race: Winged Skeleton

Attribute: Crow

Zodiac sign: Gemini destiny

Faith: Chucheng

Four-dimensional panel...

Chu Cheng was very surprised. He didn't expect that Chu Xiang's constellation would also be Gemini of Destiny. Under the four-dimensional panel, the soul dimension also read × 2. Chu Cheng quietly sent an Atlas armband into the Hall of the Dead and asked Chu Xiang to equip it.

"Learn combat skills in soul fire, you will have experience value. You can improve your level first."

"I understand." Chu Xiang then remembered that his level would drag down his brother. If he didn't upgrade, his brother would not dare to upgrade. If he didn't have himself, the experience value given by Aedes mosquito this time would be enough for his brother to become a fourth-level undead mage. Now his experience value is consumed too much by himself. I don't know when it will take until his brother can reach the peak of the fourth level.

Originally, creating a first-level undead didn't require such a terrifying consumption. The problem is that Chu Cheng reconstructed her bones, which would be too much.

"Are you in a good mood?" Luo Yan looked at Chu Cheng's expression and felt a little strange. She saw that Chu Cheng wasted countless times and ended up getting only a second-level undead. As for how happy she was? She didn't know that Chu Xiang's real level was first-level.

Chu Cheng was of course very happy. The attributes of the fallen angel material were unexpected. My sister would not gradually become dead silent because she became a dead soul. He did not have to chase time desperately, and went to China before her sister completely became an undead and made a breakthrough transformation.

Because the ashes armor also contains the laws of the ancient god of the underworld, abundant and resurrection.

Compared with this, no matter how combat power or something is, it is not considered a shit.

"Luo Yan, let me show you the suit attributes." Chu Cheng rubbed against Luo Yan and asked Luo Yan to touch his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Luo Yan was alert.

"I like you and want to share it with you." Chu Cheng said shamelessly.

"Like me? That's not easy." Luo Yan was not shy this time, his eyes narrowed, and there was an indescribable nobility in his face.

"Will you look?"

"Look!" Luo Yan pressed his hand on Chu Cheng's shoulder to check his suit attributes.

After looking at it for a while, Luo Yan looked a little solemn and said, "You showed me the secret, aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"Hmph." Luo Yan bit her lip, not knowing what to say. When Chu Cheng said she liked her, she was a little moved, but her identity made it impossible for her to agree to anything else. Besides, she was still very young and didn't feel able to grasp any future. But Chu Cheng gave her the feeling that she was so familiar and kind that she couldn't say anything to refuse.

In fact, it is the same whether you refuse or not. It won’t take long before the two will part.

Time and space can change too many things, just like the earth and colonized galaxies, just like the legendary Tianhe River, separated by the Weaver Girl Cowherd.

"Do you think I'm too young and too stupid?"

"I'm stupid. How can I just show the attributes of the equipment to others."

"You're not someone else."

"Ha!" Luo Yan laughed.

In the hall of the Dead, Chu Xiang couldn't help but say, "Brother, are you?"

Chu Cheng scratched his head: What if he promised not to eavesdrop?

"I am your sister, I'm afraid you will be stupid."
Chapter completed!