Peerless Tang Sect's Shepherd Star Silver Dragon

Chapter 159 The Door of Death
  Luo Lin's words were calm and filled with anger.

"It's cooperation. After all, you are an evil soul master." Si Muqing said something slightly discriminatory towards evil soul masters. He cannot be blamed for this. This is caused by the overall environment of Douluo, and Si Muqing also suffered had some impact.

"What happened to the evil soul master? Will the evil soul master be treated differently by you?" Luo Lin's eyes became darker and darker, as if a storm was brewing.

Si Muqing was speechless, convicting based on actions rather than impressions. At least for now, they did not have evidence of Luo Lin's crime.

Luo Lin sneered, sarcastic and self-deprecating at the same time, raised his hand, and the death knight stepped on his horse to block him.

What a joke! If he leaves with them, can he come back intact?

Not only are evil soul masters discriminated against, but they themselves do not trust these soul masters either.

The flames on Ma Xiaotao's body were like leaping elves, the air was heated to a terrifying temperature, and the light seemed to be distorted.

The hot wind hitting his face made Luo Lin frown, but it didn't matter. He was not afraid of the ultimate fire, but his ability to fly was a bit troublesome.

Luo Lin summoned another corpse witch and several skeleton soldiers.

Corpse witches and death knights cooperated to deal with Ma Xiaotao. Skeleton soldiers with metallic luster on their bones attacked Si Muqing, Yejun and Wang Qiuer with bone spears in their hands.

Yeyun's fourth soul ring shone, and divine power surged, attached to Ma Xiaotao and Si Muqing.

"Holy protection can add sacred attributes to each of your strikes, add critical effects to evil beings such as the undead, speed up the healing of your wounds, and also have spiritual effects such as strengthening your will." Yeyun quickly explained. As a result of the soul skill, the golden sword glowed, and a vague energy sword appeared in her hand.

"Will the death attribute conflict with this soul skill of yours?" Si Muqing was about to summon the Shepherd Star Sword, but then he thought of something and asked.

Yeyun said without hesitation: "Of course."

Si Muqing silently put away the Mu Xing Sword and replaced it with another sword.

The green gold sword is simple and elegant, light and elegant, and has a flawless body.

Luo Lin saw the green gold sword in Si Muqing's hand, and his pupils shrank when he thought of his past actions, so he summoned another group of skeleton soldiers. The quality of this group of skeleton soldiers was obviously better than the other group.

The two swords cooperated, Si Muqing and Wang Qiuer mainly attacked, and Yeyun defended. The two of them cooperated to face these skeleton soldiers.

Each of Si Muqing's swords was aimed at the joints of the skeleton, and the sword energy stretched like water, sweeping across in an endless stream.

Wang Qiuer smashed the dragon spear horizontally and knocked away the skeleton.

Luo Lin looked at the three unstoppable teenagers. A gray stone door stood behind him, with rough and ancient stone carvings carved on it. Knights, skeletons, abominations, zombies, corpse monsters, ghosts and other undead types were all there. above.

Si Muqing's eyelids twitched. This door was a bit weird. It seemed to be a martial spirit, but it also had material properties. He subconsciously looked at the green gold sword in his hand.

The death energy rotated around the stone door and spread in a vortex, forming an environment suitable for the survival of the undead. A deep black light flowed, and the material of the stone door seemed to suddenly turn into jet jade.

Skeleton soldiers, corpse witches, and death knights were full of arrogance in the death aura, with soul fire beating and faint light blazing.

"Tch." Si Muqing's sword energy poured into the green gold sword, slightly stimulating its power and essence.

The emerald green light flowed, forming a small pure land. Yejun and Wang Qiuer's frowned eyebrows relaxed. Normal living people would not take the initiative to touch the death energy.

The skeleton soldier's soul fire pulses, conveying fluctuations mixed with fear and longing.

The sound of sizzling sounded in the periphery, and the power of life and the power of death collided and offset each other. "Perhaps what the book says is true." Yeyun looked at the undead mixed with longing and fear, "The undead practice to the extreme is to resurrect from the dead!"

"Can't you do it even after death?" Si Muqing struck down with his sword, and the green-gold sword glow flickered. The extremely hard bones tempered by the death energy faced the sword glow, and were cut off smoothly, revealing the smooth cross section.

"The resurrection of the undead is different. It is proof that one has practiced to a certain level, but so far no one has seen the undead that has completed the resurrection." Yeyun shrugged and drew away the skeleton with the golden energy sword.

"Should we talk to him? It seems like this guy has been showing mercy." Si Muqing squinted his eyes.

Yeyun is not optimistic about this kind of behavior: "In this person's opinion, we are taking the initiative to find trouble."

Faced with the unwanted visitors, this person has shown some restraint.

Si Muqing looked at the flames in the sky that were as dazzling as the hanging sun. The death knights and corpse witches were wandering in the black mist, struggling to contain Ma Xiaotao, who had the upper hand and had the upper hand in the air.

The red gold flames fell, and the flames wrapped the death knight and the corpse witch and burned them into ashes.

"Roar!" A soul-shaking roar sounded at the stone door, which opened a slight gap.

A white jade-like bone claw poked out and grabbed onto the stone door, sparks shooting out.

The creaking sound continued, the stone door shook, and the door opened little by little. A huge and pure violence shook the stone door, and the undead inside wanted to come outside.

Luo Lin's expression changed drastically: "No! Wait, let's join forces."

Ma Xiaotao fell, her fire wings stretched out, her fiery red eyes stared at the terrifying fire looming behind the door, she pulled her hands, and a small phoenix with a wingspan of only one meter appeared in the center.

The small phoenix shrank again, the power contained inside increased instead of decreasing, and the violent energy was compressed.

"Phoenix piercing the clouds!" Ma Xiaotao shouted. The miniature phoenix was like a meteor falling from the sky.

The second bone claw poked out of the stone door, carrying the terrifying power of death. The miniature phoenix was grabbed by the bone claw, and the flame energy suddenly disappeared.

Ma Xiaotao was frightened and asked Luo Lin: "What is behind the door?"

"Dragon! Bone dragon!" Si Muqing answered first, his tone cold and indifferent.

Ma Xiaotao looked at Si Muqing. Being familiar with Si Muqing, she had already seen Si Muqing's emotions from the details. His anger and hatred were being suppressed by him, and the same was true for Yejun and Wang Qiuer. Their anger was burning, and Dragon Spear Zhenyin.

The dragon clan does not have skills such as undead magic. For them, death is eternal sleep. The dead real dragon cannot and will not actively transform into undead life. The appearance of bone dragon can only be caused by someone disturbing their sleep. Becoming their master is an unforgivable blasphemy for every true dragon.

Si Muqing's heart was beating violently. The true dragon blood in his body boiled to the point of burning. Anger burned from his blood to his soul. From the moment he heard that shrill and unwilling roar, every cell in his body was roaring.

If he hadn't clearly seen his true nature, anyone would have been coerced by the will left in their blood, and their sanity would have been burned to death by anger. Either themselves or the other party would have been burned to death by anger.

Three pairs of sharp eyes stared at Luo Lin. It was obvious that Luo Lin was stronger, but his heart felt cold at this moment.

"This is my martial spirit, the Door of Death." Luo Lin's face turned pale, and his Contra-level soul power was constantly injected into the Door of Death. He had no power to fight back, so he had to explain, and for him, The undead behind the door must not come out uncontrolled.

"Behind the door is a plane that belongs only to the undead."

(End of this chapter)