Beg for Life

Standing on the edge of the super pit, I couldn't help but feel deeply. The realm of invincibility can surely destroy the world. With a qualitative mutation, I can be called a true god, and I want to go to this level even more.

The main body also watched the battle with the arrival of the human forces, standing opposite the super pit, my main consciousness turned back.

This time I didn't show up. The excuse was to oppose Zhan Lingyu and bring a large number of foreign races to the imperial palace to cross the robbery.

After negotiations, the aliens also made a slight compromise, agreeing to not touch the plants and trees in other places except for the internal property of the House of Representatives.

Didn't realize that they would be greeted by **** slaughter!

However, the invincible corpse in my hand has shrunk greatly. Tian Youxiang turned out to be a refining genius. As long as he has the materials, he can refine spirit weapons. As long as he accumulates enough experience, there is a great success rate in refining spirit treasures.

Any refiner is piled up by materials, and I will hand over those invincible corpses suitable for refiners to her to disassemble.

Just like the monsters, dragons, and phoenixes, their bodies are exposed after death, and they are all top-quality materials after dismantling.

There were also some spirit weapons that could not see the light. The trouble was that the new spirit instruments had to be cultivated slowly, which could only be handed over to the user.

There were only more than three hundred human warlord-level invincible corpses left in his hand, and he thought that they were all refined into corpses to form a powerful corpse of corpses, which could be useful in critical situations.

The troops from both sides have arrived, and there is no nonsense. The rumbling of war drums and the sound of desolate horns sounded, and they immediately launched an assault.

There is still a wave of untechnical content, and I can see that I shook my head. Such a fight will definitely make people stupid, and the solidification of thinking will not work.

The avatar and Qian Qiu Feng deliberately stayed at the peak of the volley. At this time, they were dead encircled and joined the battle. The battle was very tragic, and it didn't take long to break through to the mountain and sea section.

Qian Qiufeng's body also came, Xiao Yingying sat in my arms and watched the game together, chatting with me via voice transmission from time to time.

Many people came to watch the battle, most of them were relatives and family members of the combatants. When they saw their friends and family members died in the battle, they were all in grief and indignation.

However, some of them were resurrected soon after they died and continued to fight. They were not my subordinates, but the children of the nobles who purchased the immortal body.

Some spectators gave me grateful glances, and Ba Dongfang also came and took the opportunity to start selling. Many people are moved, as long as they can afford the price, they can immediately become agents.

The battle continued. As those who possessed the immortal body showed their power, the battle scale gradually tilted, and the visitors on the human side were excited to cheer.

But when the fighting continued until noon, the mutation happened suddenly. My clone poke a Lingbao-class staff on the ground, and the death aura spread rapidly from under his feet, and the human corpses all passed by stood up together. Crazy raised the butcher knife to the former comrades-in-arms.

Shocking exclamations sounded, and not only the human races participating in the battle but also watching the battle were all watching this scene in shock.

Although I know that the undead are good at resurrecting the undead, it takes time, and it cannot be so fast and large-scale to transform the corpse into the undead.

"It's the power of avenue rules!"

"Oh my God, he just broke through the mountains and seas, and he realized the great road!"

"He must be killed, he cannot be allowed to go back alive..."

People are very angry, and some strong people want to take part in the battle and kill my clone, but they can't break the rules.

Once the rules are broken, the alien race will find excuses to jointly suppress the human race, and even start a race war.

A group of undead appeared in the void on the opposite side, and the master of the soul was sitting on the bone throne.

"This is Dong Hao, the new disciple of the family teacher, everyone laughed."

Song Wuque appeared in the void on the human side, and responded with a sneer, "You exposed his identity like this, does the undead monarch know?"

The Great Lord Dementor said faintly, "Our undead are not hidden and tucked like your human race. This time it is to make the younger brother famous, and he will guard the fortress in the future."

Going to Nima, do you hope that Lao Tzu's clone will die sooner?

I can figure it out that this master dementor is definitely not a good thing, he is jealous of the clone and perceives the power of the great power.

As long as I feel the power of the Great Dao, becoming invincible is only a matter of time. The Dementor Lord has been stuck at the pinnacle of the Sun-Moon realm for too long. It should be because I am afraid that my clone will seize his power after becoming invincible.

I have died once and become undead and intrigue, I am speechless too!

Song Wuque smiled, "I will go to the Undead Fortress to kill him another day, and it will be considered as your wish."

"You are free. If the younger brother is killed by you, his life is not good. But you are now in the invincible, and you violate the rules with him. I heard that you have a Sun Hao who has similar names. Wait for the younger brother to become Sunyue, I will find him to discuss."

Song Wuque shouted again, "I won't bully you either, Palace Master Sun is here, do you dare to fight him?"

The Dementor Lord also laughed, "You are not clever in excluding dissidents, wait for him to fight against this seat at the peak of the sun and moon."

Damn you both!

I gritted my teeth a bit, and watched them tit-for-tat there with a calm face.

The fierce battle continued, and as the clone resurrected a large number of human participants, it soon formed an overwhelming advantage. Even if some people have immortal bodies, some have been dismembered by chaotic blades and annihilated the primordial spirit.

Song Wuque was not in the mood to quarrel with the Master Soul Master, once he was defeated in the abbot battle, his reputation would be a big blow.

The Lord Dementor smiled happily, "Song Wuque, please beg this seat, maybe you are allowed to surrender and redeem your lives."

Song Wuque's face grew gloomy, and many spectators knelt down and begged for surrender to avoid meaningless death in battle.

He also sent a lot of people to the battle, and he couldn't hold it anymore, but he was able to bend and stretch, and immediately bowed to the Lord Dementor.

"Please raise your hands high, this time we surrender."

"Hahaha..."

The Dementor Lord laughed wildly, but did not rush to order a truce, but asked faintly, "What do you use to redeem their lives?"

Song Wuque gritted his teeth and released a crystal coffin with an invincible human body inside.

Oh my time!

This scene surprised me very much. It was the corpse of the ancestor of the Song family that I sold to him.

In a flash, I understood that since I was defeated, I had to find a way to restore some reputation and make the rescued be grateful.

Moreover, he is a new born invincible, indeed a bit poor, and the most valuable is the corpse of this old ancestor.

As the Master Dementor hooked his finger, the crystal coffin flew over immediately, and he examined it before giving the order.

"Little Junior Brother, stop the war." After finishing speaking, he put away the crystal coffin.

I laughed angrily. It was Lao Tzu who was desperately working, but you took the biggest trophy.

The clone yelled, "All put down their weapons and surrender all their belongings."

This battle must not be fought in vain, and the newly resurrected subordinates are about the same as the battle losses, and they are not profitable at all.

A spectacle appeared. No matter men or women, as long as the surviving participants handed over all their belongings, including personal clothing, they were only allowed to leave the battlefield without being naked.

This is a humiliation to the human race, but they have to obediently do it in order to survive.