Chapter 1093 - Prison Dragon (93)

Chapter 1093 Prison Dragon (93)

Then get married.

Lay a brand for each other early.

Within a few days, the spell surrounding the skull disappeared, and the brow bone exploded.

All kinds of screams and moans broke through the sky. It’s hard to hear.

The black crowd of undead kept patting the last barrier.

Cong Huai had already gone in first, and Baitang looked down from the air.

There were not many practitioners who came to Yecheng, less than a hundred, and some even fled.

“Mr. Song, I think this enchantment can still block it, so we won’t go in.”

“That’s right, going in is courting death.”

“Where is Mr. Cong? Mr. Cong is a golden dragon, very powerful, he can protect us.”

“We just need to strengthen the barrier, and if we go in, we will die.”

…

Hearing these words, Song Futing felt angry.

“Are you all greedy for life and afraid of death?”

“Only by going in can the problem be completely solved. Is it possible to let him go for a few more years?”

“So what if Cong Huai is a golden dragon? Did he eat your rice? Did he use your cloth? Did you give him his mana? If you want him to face it alone, you all have to be ashamed.”

Before Song Futing finished speaking, he felt a huge suction force coming from Yecheng.

Now it’s all right, I can’t run even if I want to.

All were sucked in.

Cong Huai walked inside, everything inside looked dilapidated.

He was not familiar with Yecheng, and now he is even more unfamiliar.

In the city full of filth, he is the only light.

Cong Huai held Canglanhua’s sword in his hand, with a serious expression on his face.

He has already beheaded a lot of undead, and these low-level ones didn’t do him much harm.

Suddenly, a chill came from behind.

Cong Huai subconsciously flashed, turned around, and Cang Lan cut back.

The swords meet, and a powerful airflow blows away.

Cong Huai was slightly startled when he saw this man.

This person is somewhat similar to him, and he also holds a sword in his hand. His breath is extremely strange. If you look closely, his movements are still a bit stiff, his face is blue and black, as if covered with a piece of human skin, which is not natural at all.

Cong Huai greeted him with a sword, trying to kill this person, but this person’s reaction was extremely quick. In the next second, he used the trick Cong Huai just used.

Cong Huai frowned, and immediately handed Baitang to Song Futing’s swordsmanship and used a move.

This person also quickly used this move, which was no less powerful than what he used.

Cong Huai approached again, looking for an opportunity to cut the man’s arm.

Cong Huai felt a pain in his arm, and when he looked over, he saw a deep sword wound, which was far deeper than the wound he had hurt that strange man. Cong Huai also noticed that the undead around him disappeared at some point. And that weird person looks more and more like him, and understands his tricks more and more.

It seems that he has entered a formation…

After fighting this strange man a few more times, Cong Huai decisively picked up Cang Lan and inserted it into his heart.

My heart hurts, and I look again, that weird person has disappeared, and there are undead people around him.

Cong Huai immediately recited a reincarnation mantra, pouring his mana into the reincarnation mantra, which has the power to purify the soul.

After reading a passage, Cong Huai flew out of here and rushed to the place where the most resentment was.

The formation he met just now is a growth formation. After entering the formation, the formation will automatically generate another “self”. The more fights, the more he absorbs, and eventually he will be exactly the same as the person who entered the battle. Injure him one point, two points back to himself.

(end of this chapter)