Chapter 200 Summoning the White Bone Army

With a glance, Wang Hao has counted it. There are as many as 45 undead creatures wandering here, plus the Netherworld itself, a total of 46.

Every undead creature is very powerful. The strong breath of life and death is transmitted from these monsters, and the originally lush ancient trees begin to wither.

"I, they are all warriors created by me and can evolve independently. If there is enough time and materials, I can create an extremely powerful army of undead and sweep everything. No one is my opponent! Gaga, I'm really looking forward to that day!" The ghost looked at the shock in Wang Hao's eyes, and he explained with a strange smile.

"Not bad! Very good! The strength of each undead creature is comparable to that of the human monks in the early days of refining gods, especially the dead snake, which is simply amazing!" Wang Hao nodded.

The dead snake is the monster transformed by the underworld after Wang Hao killed the snake. This is the first undead creature created by the underworld. It seems to be some special, and its breath is the most powerful.

The undead creatures wandering in the canyon sensed the breath of the living and suddenly became excited, howled and approached, as if they wanted to launch an attack. But like the fire of the soul in the dark eyes, these monsters suddenly crawled down and surrendered to the underworld.

Feeling the fluctuation when communicating with these undead creatures, Wang Hao's heart moved and stimulated his soul slightly, emitting a burst of soul breath to oppress these undead monsters.

Although Wang Hao and the ghost are two bodies, their souls are born of the same origin, which can be said to be connected with each other. The breath of Wang Hao's soul emanated, which could really drive these undead spirits.

The ghost did not respond to Wang Hao's behavior. In his opinion, he is part of Wang Hao. Of course, these undead warriors transformed by him are also Wang Hao's warriors. Naturally, they should be driven by Wang Hao.

"Forty-five undead creatures, plus the underworld and me, this is a powerful force! However, it seems that there is still a big shortage to break through the Yinshan School in one fell swoop. After a moment of deduction, Wang Hao frowned.

To attack the Yinshan faction, we first need to solve the problem of the Yinshan faction's mountain protection array. If even the mountain protection array cannot be solved, how can we talk about attacking the interior?

But with Wang Hao's current strength, there is still a big shortcoming in breaking through the mountain protection array of the Yinshan faction. How can the mountain protection array of the Yinshan School be easily broken?

If you can't attack, then you can only attack! Using the undead to disturb the Yinshan faction, although it can't break through the array, it can at least make the Yinshan faction panic. At that time, he and the underworld will sneak into the interior and wait for the opportunity to take down the Yin demon ancestor. With an idea, Wang Hao gradually settled down.

"I, do you need me to summon the army of the dead? With my current ability, I can make thousands of dead creatures crawl out of the grave and become my warriors, but the soldiers summoned in this way are very weak and unsustainable. However, it is very useful for harassment!" The underworld reminded him.

"Call, of course! Although the summoned undead soldiers are useless, they are indeed very good for harassment. Hey, the Yinshan faction must have a wonderful expression when they saw thousands of dead bones attacking them!" Wang Hao laughed.

Even well-informed monks will be frightened when they see dead bones that can move. As long as there is fear in their hearts, it is difficult to exert all their strength.

"Good! I, then I'm ready to summon the undead warrior!" Nether said that he walked to the center of the canyon. Wang Hao wanted to see how Netherworld summoned, so he followed him and watched intently.

The underworld suddenly inserted the scepter into the soil. The earth seemed to shake, and an inexplicable atmosphere circulated in the loess.

At this time, his hands were held high, and the fire of the soul in his eyes was fiercely turbulent, and the extremely complex force shot from his eyes to the scepter, making the air on the scepter stronger and stronger.

The wandering undead came one after another, gathered within a distance of a few hundred meters, crawled on the ground one after another, injecting their own power into the depths of the earth.

The extremely strong breath of death condenses here. When it reaches a certain limit, these breaths of death break through the air and disappear into Wang Hao's perception.

"Call you in the name of the underworld and reappear in the world quickly. My soldiers, wake up!" The underworld sang in mysterious language, and runes burst out of his eyes one by one, branded in the void one by one.

Wang Hao felt a faint breath suddenly in the earth, and then saw some earth bags of different sizes protruding from time to time, like graves.

After a while, these earth bags burst, and some dead bones protruded from the soil. These dead bones did not form any shape at all, and they were very messy.

They seem to have life, driven by an inexplicable force, and can move and roll on the ground.

I saw a few dead bones rolling around and touching each other, and they actually combined together, showing about a vague form.

There are more and more dead bones coming out of the soil. Finally, the mountains are full of large and small potholes, densely full of dead bones. These dead bones combine and change by themselves, and a skeleton is gradually formed.

It didn't take long for Wang Hao to see a ferocious and horrible white bone monster appear in front of him. This white bone monster is different from the skeleton of any creature, but is composed of some scattered dead bones. It is roughly beast-shaped, but it is dissatisfied with bone spurs and looks majestic.

swept away with spiritual power, but Wang Hao shook his head disappointedly. This white bone monster looked extremely ferocious and seemed to be powerful, but its breath was very weak and even vulnerable. It turned out that these were just some frightening things.

Gradually, there are more and more white bone monsters that look powerful but fragile. There are more than a dozen large and small in this canyon alone, and the surrounding mountains and forests are everywhere.

These are all the bones left after the death of the beast, which were forcibly given energy by the summoning of the underworld, so that they climbed back to the world from the soil and finally combined into white bone monsters at will. These are actually not real undead.

The undead have life, but no one can understand this form of life. Their core is the fire of the soul. As long as the fire of the soul does not go out, the body can be replaced at will. However, if they want to evolve, they have to upgrade the level of the soul fire, and on the other, they also need to condense the body. Therefore, if the old body is not destroyed, they will not be deliberately replaced, otherwise they will be re-condensed. It will consume a lot of energy from the fire of the soul.

These white bone monsters summoned by the underworld have gathered into this canyon. In less than a day, thousands of such things have gathered here, white all over the mountains, like a sea of white bones.

These white bone monsters only have some faint death vitality and a trace of special air machine. They are not eye-catching at a single time, but thousands of them gather together. Not only the situation is huge, but also affect each other. Their breath seems to be superimposed, forming an extremely strong and powerful breath of death, continuous sky. A dark cloud began to appear in the sky.

"Gaga, I summon more undead spirits, the stronger my strength. If I can go further and reach the so-called Yuanshen realm of human beings, then I can use the spell of the canopy of death to form a permanent kingdom of death. In the kingdom of death, the undead I summoned can always be born. If you survive, you can even absorb the energy of death and gradually evolve into a real undead and become my clan!" The underworld seemed a little excited, and the soul fire in his eyes beat more fiercely.

Suddenly, the ghost said in surprise, "Huh? Someone is attacking the warrior I summoned. I, I'll take a look!" After saying that, he flew into the air.

Wang Hao thought for a moment and also followed him. After flying dozens of miles, he had arrived at his destination. He immediately saw hundreds of white bone monsters gathered here, surrounding a huge wolf and constantly attacking.

This wolf is taller and bigger than people. It is besieged by a group of white-bone monsters, but it seems very relaxed. From time to time, it stretches out its claws and smashes a white-bone monster.

The broken white bones squirmed on the ground and gradually combined to restore their original appearance, but the breath on the body became weaker.