The twelfth Ligaoli's solitude

Maglin's pressure disappeared. Rigaoli got up. He continued to protest against the low-level devil pigs in high spirits. He cursed loudly, "You bastards, you despicable guys. You idiots, how dare you challenge me? Then he punched the pigs and began to absorb their energy. Before long, the guy began to go in the direction of Shenshan.

"He is very strong now." The Bone King said with a little jealousy. At the same time, he looked at Maglin pitifully. I also want to get that way. Maglin smiled faintly: "Do you really want to get it?"

"Master. I really want to."

Maglin looked at it indifferently, ordered him to combine all the white bones into the final form, and then stretched out his finger: "Here you are."

The enemies in front of him will become stronger and stronger. It doesn't matter if these guys in the underworld are dead. Maglin doesn't have to sacrifice the elves. He doesn't mind that these guys who are completely under his control are powerful. This is the devil's contract, who got the ability and lost his life. The bone king and the huge bone dragon have delivered everything to the untrustworthy Maglin.

Very satisfied with the bone king riding on the huge bone dragon in front of him. Under Maglin's guidance, their shape is halved compared with the final form in the past, but their ability has also been greatly improved. But that's it. They are now dozens of meters long and ten meters high.

The huge white bone king wears a white bone helmet, and there is a red light flashing in the two eye sockets. The huge bone dragon under his body has an energetic membrane on his wings, and they are still evolving at any time.

Maglin motioned them to leave the brigade, move a miles away from the flank, and sweep everything in front of them from that road to strengthen themselves. And there is another picture in his mind, that is, the increasingly powerful Rigaoli. The loyal Rigaoli is now moving forward, and the direction he is going is where the divine mountain is. It is also Myglin's ultimate goal.

There is no day or night in the underworld, and time is slowly passing. After going deep into it, Maglin found that the time in the underworld seemed to pass slower than the outer time. And the more you know about the power of darkness, the slower time passes. It's really a strange place. Is this another unknown manifestation of the law of space?

A week has passed.

After Maglin's thirteen people, the black dragon, which was transmitted by Maglin, a cultivation method of the dragon clan in the bright world, is now much stronger. He now has five wandering black dragons as subordinates. The process of conquest was very simple. When the five-headed black dragon saw the vast army here, it crawled down wisely, and then Sam still showed his strength, so it had five younger brothers.

The underworld pursues power and power. In this case, he has understood most of the situation in the underworld, and Maglin, who has found his goal, no longer hides. He let go of his hands and feet.

So in addition to the thirteen of them, the elf legion is now about two meters tall, and the undead bird has a wingspan of ten meters. Around the legion, it has followed about a hundred guys like the Bone King. Each of them is more than ten meters tall and has its own bone dragon.

The price of causing these is that those low-level vassal monsters were killed. The 20,000 miles walked by the legion and within a hundred miles of the two wings of the forward route, there was no undead. The first road in the history of the underworld, which scared the undead of the dead in the world. And the huge road that dared not step on appeared.

Maiglin, who pursues quantity after pursuing quality, is very happy to see all this and hears the spread of the names of Orophil and the dark adjudicator. He is still moving forward. In the underworld seen through Ligaoli in his mind, the divine mountain is still far away. It is gratifying that the strength of Ligao Li is close to the two bone kings. .

This weird, but unprecedentedly powerful legion continues. They bring killing. They don't need vassals. All the undead escape, but there is always something they can't avoid. With the cunning Pooh, Maglin's underworld subordinates know that they should try their best when killing, and pay attention to the convergence of breath at ordinary times.

Therefore, there are always many confident and powerful beings who come to challenge. Everyone is full of white bones and undead. Is it useless to be big? That's probably what they thought before they were made into food.

Thirty thousand miles away, Maglin's subordinates have increased to 150 skull kings. And they have become much smaller, and now they are only about five meters. The strength is more refined.

Maglin decided not to expand. He stopped the army and ordered the bone kings to divide into two groups. The winner gets a chance to survive, and the loser will become a tonic. This is the first large-scale duel in the underworld.

Maglin looked leisurely at his order, and the two sides of absolute obedience began to fight. In the most primitive way, the Bone King and their mounts collided. The huge white bone sickle danced wildly, the dark shadow flashed, and the bone dragon under him tore to the other party's mount, so the smoke rolled.

After 30,000 miles of travel and countless massacres, other people's nerves have finally become tough. Even the kindest and timid Lucien is now watching this scene with great interest. These girls stained with darkness are so touching that Maglin really wants to fall.

The first to win was the bone king who first followed Meglin. The gap in strength explained everything. He absorbed everything of his unlucky opponent well, and his mount completed the same task. Half a day later, he came out of the smoke and was already a dragon knight with black armor. Of course, he was still more than two meters tall, but he had simulated his handsome appearance in his life based on the indelible soul mark.

"Master." He knelt down to Meglin.

"Give you the name of Wells. Lead all the people who are about to come out, and they will be your clans from now on. Let them be loyal to you."

Maglin is like a god, especially when he says these words, that tone, that kind of tone, that kind of posture. Lilith likes him the most when she is like him. The violent female dragon actually has a tendency to be abused, but there are too few things that can conquer her. Now she finally finds one, so Lilith is getting more and more gentle, and she can't wait for Maglin to beat her to be satisfied.

Cris has been at odds with her. Seeing Lilith's watery appearance, Cris stared at her angrily, and then confidently pulled Ruolin over and patted her on the shoulder. Under the power, Ruolin's chest couldn't help jumping down. In this aspect, even the dragon clan could not be her. The opponent, Lilith, has been fixed.

Lilith was very annoyed with Grace's behavior, so she twisted her waist.

Robert is far away from these women. As an elder, he really can't stand these behaviors, but Robert sadly finds that he has no restraint on his daughter.

Maglin knew the tricks of these women. He was speechless. He simply avoided it, so he stood there without looking back or talking. The white smoke rolled in front of him, and there was a series of explosions. It was the last moment of the fight. Those guys with similar strength finally figured out the final victory.

Before long, all 75 black armored warriors appeared in front of Meglin. This is the real Dark Dragon Knight. Maglin looked at the guys in front of him with relief. After he told them that he was loyal to Wells, he randomly pointed to the four guys, threw them into the battlefield just now, and split them into pieces. At the last moment, he saw some anger in the fear of the dragon knights. He smiled coldly, looked at the large white smoke in front of him, and then closed it up and decomposed into two white crystals.

"Marius. This is for you. Wells, this is yours." Maglin said.

Marius and Wells, who accepted such doubled strength, were ecstatic. They almost offendedly snatched two white crystals from Maglin's hand and then absorbed them. Maglin patted his hands, which were actually very clean, and looked back at the silent dragon knights: "From now on, you can't fight and annex each other. The excess energy on the battlefield is distributed by Wells and cannot be contested. Did you hear that?"

"Yes, master."

Maglin's words made them worried and relieved. It turns out that you don't have to die, and you don't have to worry about the open guns and hidden arrows around you.

"Meglin, these guys are very strong now. They are almost the same as Marius." Winnie asked. He was helpless about Maglin's naming the new bone man King Wells.

"There is still a distance, and now, this distance is even farther. It's nothing. Everything is under my control. The progress of the elves is not slow. The current strength is very balanced. Or, the elves are better than them. Maglin said.

"How far is it?" Winnie asked.

Maglin laughed because he saw that Riccogli, a wild species, was fighting, and his opponent was a warrior of the underworld. The same as the Rigaoli in the past, the peripheral soldiers. And the divine mountain is on the horizon, almost integrated with the gray sky, but that kind of power, even through Ligaoli's body, McGreen can feel it.

In the distance, there are several forces with higher interest margins, coming towards the high interest rate, from the direction of Shenshan. Meglin said, "It's a good start." Winnie felt puzzled.

Because in the desolate underworld.

Under the signal of Maglin, the solilo Lioli is now pinching the other party's neck fiercely. The body after the materialization of energy is actually not as good as the body in the past. There are too many key points. However, in most cases, the attacks of the undead are still limited to the way they used to be. Even in the current state of Rigaoli, this guy is still like this.