The person who walked into the tavern was a tall, handsome-faced, white-haired man with a straight waist and a military look. The man looked to be in his thirties or forties, with slight wrinkles on his forehead and slight wrinkles under his eyes.
He has bags under his eyes, his gray hair, his pale face, and his pair of dark gray eyes, giving people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
It was that uncomfortable feeling that came from nowhere and made people feel uncomfortable. It made the drinkers in the tavern stop at the same time. No one dared to take another step toward him, as if getting closer to him would make him feel uncomfortable.
Life is at risk.
With a bright smile, the new white-haired man bowed to everyone gently: "I am the poet Long who travels alone. Ah, unlucky me, I wanted to go to the forest to find the figure of the legendary elf, but I was killed.
This heavy snow almost trapped me in the forest. Fortunately, I came out. I hope I can find a place to stay temporarily in this beautiful town!"
Lin Qi looked at this guy who claimed to be a poet traveling alone with great interest, 'dragon'? In the Western Continent, there is a solitary word for 'dragon' as a name. Anyone who hears it will know that this is a pseudonym. Especially this.
It depends on this guy's demeanor. If he is a general of a country, no one will doubt him. The only thing is that he has nothing to do with poets.
Moreover, this guy's whole body was filled with an inhuman aura. Without using the power of the soul, Lin Qi could tell that this guy was an undead, and he was an undead of extremely high grade and surprisingly powerful strength.
Death Skeleton Kuulun laughed. He turned around slowly and nodded slowly: "Everyone knows that elves will only appear in the Elf Continent. If any stupid Elf tribe dares to
Set up camp in the forests of the Western Continent, and they will all become slaves in less than two days!"
Kurculun sighed and raised his fingers towards the dragon: "I feel a very interesting aura from you. Come, let me take a closer look at you, a poet looking for elves in this blizzard season?
What a stupid excuse!"
Long smiled and bowed to Kurculun: "Your tone is aggressive, but I ask myself, I didn't offend you?"
Kurculun laughed. He shook his head vigorously. Then he sighed heavily: "Oh, you didn't offend me. Of course, you didn't offend me, but this has nothing to do with me having to deal with you.
Does it matter? It’s like there was a similarly unlucky guy here just now, and he actually wanted to buy souvenirs from me!"
"Okay. He claims to be the emperor of the Longshan Empire, and you are a wandering poet!"
"It's perfect. Let me turn you all into beautiful undead at the same time. And then, well, there is a beautiful and lovely lady beside His Majesty the Emperor. It's so fun. These young and beautiful stupid women. They are very interested in themselves.
Her appearance must be very important, right? If I turned her into a rotting zombie, would she cry in fear?"
Kurculun kept letting out ugly and ferocious laughter. He leaned forward and backward with laughter, and then slowly took off his cloak.
What appeared in front of Lin Qi and others was a monster whose name fit perfectly with the Death Skeleton. He looked like a skeleton, with nothing more than a thin layer of skin covering his bones, but this layer was dry.
His almost translucent skin did not play any beautifying role, but made him look even more ferocious and disgusting.
Under the illumination of the oil lamp in the tavern, the thin layer of skin on Kurculun's body seemed to be constantly secreting oil. The grayish oil seemed to be constantly squirming, which made people feel creepy no matter how they looked at it.
Sha Xinyue frowned in disgust. She lowered her voice and yelled angrily: "It's really a sight of the undead! Okay, I admit, this is indeed a sight of the undead! But it's so close to the holy mountain of the church.
,How dare an undead appear here?"
Kurculun hurriedly turned back and smiled at Sha Xinyue: "Oh, no, no, dear lady, I am not an ordinary undead! Don't compare me with those lowly things, I am a noble person who understands
A god who has a taste for life and tries his best to find joy and the meaning of life in killing and death...a god of the undead!"
The tavern owner sat down on the ground. After Kurculun took off his cloak, he finally recovered from the shock of seeing Kurculun's ferocious face. Then he suddenly heard Kurculun say that he was
A god, the tavern owner is just sitting on the ground in fright, and has not fainted from fright. This is already a sign of his extremely excellent psychological quality.
The other drinkers were trembling with fear, but they did not dare to say a word. They shrank towards the corner in fear. Hundreds of sturdy men were crowded together, as if
A group of quails huddled together and shivered like being blown by the cold wind.
The face of the dragon who just walked in changed slightly. He glanced at Kurculun indifferently and said softly to himself: "A god of the undead? How strange. You seem to have come here on purpose. What are you waiting for?
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Kurculun stood up and pressed towards Hu Xinzhu with a gentle palm. As he took action, he chuckled: "Yes, I came here to wait for you! The supreme elder of the Abyss of the Undead, the Undead
The only will of the abyss, the Dragon Witch King who is equal to a god in the powerful abyss of the undead, please give me all the things you carry with you!"
Lin Qi's eyes became very strange. He stood up and took a step forward. Before Kurculun's hand touched Hu Xinzhu's body, there was already a faint colorful aurora flashing around him. A heavy ax was like a
The air tore through the air as silently as the breeze, and cleanly cut off Kurculun's arm at the shoulder.
Kurculun's shoulders flew up, and the folding fan in Hu Xinzhu's hand shook slightly, and the arm silently shattered into countless tiny will-o'-the-wisps and scattered.
Poor Kurculun didn't even feel that his arm was cut off. He was still laughing loudly at the Dragon Witch King: "You should feel honored, Dragon Witch King! As an ordinary Dragon Lich,
It's an honor for you to allow me to deal with you personally! Of course, it's an even greater honor for the poor guy who was killed by my palm!"
"As a human being, it is so supreme to be able to die in the hands of gods...ah!"
Kurculun finally realized that something was wrong. He slapped out his palm, and Hu Xinzhu should have been beaten to death by him. If he then retracted his hand, he should be able to see his retracted arm. Why was there no reaction at all?
So Kurculun smiled proudly and glanced back, but what he saw was the scene where his arms slowly dispersed into countless light spots falling down. He saw his bare shoulders and his right hand was no longer visible.
Where to go.
"My hand! Where's my... hand?" Kurculun asked a question that made Sha Xinyue hold her belly and burst into laughter.
Lin Qi and Hu Xinzhu looked at Kurculun seriously, and they both said at the same time: "Just now, the dog took him away!"
Raising their eyebrows in surprise, Lin Qi and Hu Xinzhu looked at each other, and then grinned at the same time: "Really, a big wild dog just ran over. Unfortunately, your hand was taken away by the dog!"
Kurculun did not take action, Lin Qi and the others did not use the power of the soul, and they could not see the strength of Kurculun. But when he took action, Lin Qi immediately recognized that he was a lower-ranking undead god! This
This guy is indeed a god-level existence, but lower gods appear more often as servants in the major pantheons!
A mere servant of God was teased by two powerful superior gods. According to Kurculun's own words, this was indeed his honor. But Kurculun didn't think so. He stared at it intently.
With his bare shoulders, he screamed at the top of his lungs: "You all deserve to die! You all deserve to die ten thousand times!"
A bone staff wrapped in gray-white will-o'-the-wisps appeared out of thin air on Kurculun's left hand. He held the staff tightly and screamed at the top of his lungs: "No one dares to harm the great Kurculun. No one dares to hurt him."
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Lin Qi shook his head, and then punched Kurculun on the head. A surging divine power blasted into Kurculun's head, knocking him unconscious and falling to the ground. He casually knocked Kurculun to the ground.
He held it in his hand. This undead god dared to go deep into the Western Continent alone. There was something fishy about it. Lin Qi must investigate clearly what this guy was here for.
The Dragon Witch King's expression changed. He glanced at Lin Qi, who easily knocked Kurculun to the ground. In a flash, his body turned into a strong wind and rushed out of the tavern. Lin Qi laughed loudly: "Dear Dragon
Witch King, please don’t leave in a hurry. This is the Longshan Empire, my territory, and as the master, I should entertain you well!"
A strong man from the most mysterious Abyss of the Undead in the abyss world. If Lin Qi doesn't figure out his ins and outs, Lin Qi may not be able to sleep well in the future. A strong man of the undead system, as long as they are given enough time and materials
, they can cause horrific damage. For example, if they spread a plague in the Longshan Empire, it would really kill people.
So while Lin Qi shouted, his body turned into a ray of aurora and flew out with a colorful halo.
Sha Xinyue also jumped up, laughed loudly and made a seal: "Then, you all have a good sleep, and then forget what happened today!"
The blue-white moonlight enveloped the entire tavern, and Sha Xinyue's magic was quietly activated. Everyone in the entire town, both inside and outside the tavern, swayed, slowly fell to the ground, and fell into a deep sleep. When they woke up,
They absolutely can't remember what they saw or heard today.
As for the tavern owner, well, Sha Xinyue didn't know how he would understand the hundreds of large gold coins that suddenly appeared in his drawer!
Hu Xinzhu had already rushed out of the tavern, and Sha Xinyue also rushed out. One after another, the brother and sister transformed into strong winds and quickly followed the traces left by Lin Qi into the depths of the forest.
