Versatile Mage: Rebirth of the Winged Wolf, Many Children, Many Blessings

Chapter 191 The ghost cries and the wolf howls
The visual effect created by the combination of the Ten Thousand Devouring Wind and the Holy Sword of Heavenly Blessing is indeed very powerful.

With Lu Chen as the center, endless green haze exploded wildly around Lu Chen.

Outside the green tornado, Saran held the Tianyou Sword in his hand, his eyes cold and full of murderous intent.

Without any hesitation, she chopped down hard at her current son-in-law, her future man.

boom! ! ! !

The Land of the Dead is a dark and corrupt place.

Saran's All-Devouring Wind matches this kind of world, but the appearance of the God-Blessing Sword forms a sharp contrast with this scenery.

Here, the Sword of Divine Blessing truly exerts the effect of divine judgment.

And the peerless monster that was judged was Lu Chen who was eroded by the Ten Thousand Devouring Wind.

If it were anyone else, even if he was the Desperate One, there would be no way they could escape unscathed after being attacked like this by Saran.

But Lu Chen is different. Not to mention the poison-related disaster victims, this Ten Thousand Devouring Wind is equivalent to Lu Chen's power bank.

Delicious and with a light fragrance.

As for the Tianyou Sword, only a few blade traces were left on Lu Chen's body.

In fact, with Lu Chen's strength, it would be easy for him to take down Saran in an instant and then give him a beating.

The reason why Aunt Saran attacked so many times was to make it easier for Lu Chen to fight back later.

Lu Chen suddenly shook his head violently.

This kind of self-abuse tendency should not be allowed to occur often.

Saran’s killer move is over, and it’s time for this farce to end.

"How. How is it possible!"

Saran's beautiful light blue eyes widened, his face full of astonishment.

Although she is not an extremely powerful wizard, she is even at the bottom of the cardinals' strength scale.

But with the combination of the Devouring Wind and the Sword of Holy Decision, when all of them hit, how could the opponent be unscathed?

No, just a few hairs were broken.

If Queen Jiuyou's condition was not similar to his own, Saran would have thought that Lu Chen in front of him was dressed as an ancient king.

Only the Emperor level can show no weakness to the Super Level Mage.

"Sarang, let's talk about this another day. Now is not the time to talk."

The skeleton behind Jiuyou creaked and spoke in an uneasy tone.

Even though she was the thousand-year-old empress, she had never seen such a scene.

How could a human being be stronger than the body of a demon?

"Queen Jiuyou, you are not allowed to leave. I agree with your suggestion!"

Saran looked at Lu Chen who was about to rush over again and said urgently.

Saran knew clearly that the light in Lu Chen's eyes was not fake.

This young man really wants to kill himself.

damn it!
Saran felt a little regretful that he had taken such good care of his appearance.

“I don’t think I’m very confident.”

Queen Jiuyou looked at Lu Chen, who was in great momentum, and stammered.

This was the first time that Queen Jiuyou felt fear after being dead for so long.

Lu Chen's defiant appearance and oppressive feeling along the way were too strong.

It's exactly the hunting look of a tiger seeing a rabbit.

Queen Jiuyou thought that she was not a rabbit, but now, it seems that it is indeed the case.

"Don't talk nonsense. If he succeeds, I would rather commit suicide!"

"Everything you want will disappear with my death!"

Saran's angry voice trembled a little, and his body shook unconsciously.

"Eh, okay."

Queen Jiuyou sighed and said.

The possessed skeleton soldier fell to the ground, and a black shadow emerged from the skeleton soldier and broke into Saran's body. In an instant, Saran's temperament changed drastically, and the style of European and American women disappeared in an instant, turning into a classical oriental feminine beauty.

Lu Chen's eyes lit up, maybe his idea could really come true.

"Slut, if you leave now it's still not too late, otherwise you will become a part of this land of the dead."

When Saran opened his eyes again, the voice of Queen Jiuyou came out.

"No, you will become one of hers."

Lu Chen said with a smile.

"Stop talking nonsense and kill him! I don't want to see this face again!"

The voice suddenly changed. It was Saran's voice.

Queen Jiuyou couldn't help but be a little surprised. Saran's willpower was quite strong. Even after being possessed by her, he was able to regain consciousness for a short time.

"Okay, got it."

Queen Jiuyou shrugged helplessly.

"Little friend, it would be a shame for you to die here with such talent as yours."

As soon as she finished speaking, all the undead spirits within a thousand meters around Queen Jiuyou crawled out of the soil with her delicate cry.

Tens of thousands of undead eyes glowed green and they rushed towards Lu Chen with howls in their mouths.

These undead are relatively low-level, only at the slave and general level, plus one or two commander-level meatball corpses.

But the number kept increasing, reaching tens of thousands, and increased several times in the blink of an eye.

It was like being in a sea of ​​skeletons.

After Queen Jiuyou entered Queen Saran's body, her figure began to become illusory. Above Lu Chen, a skeleton palace made of corpses slowly appeared, covering Lu Chen.

Ghosts of the Dead—Palace of the Dead!
"This is the necromancy technique that I have mastered over the past thousand years. Little friend, you are the first to experience its power."

The charming words of Queen Jiuyou were heard again.

There were no resentful souls in the Palace of the Dead, but there were the howling sounds of countless resentful souls. They were crying and complaining about their unjust deaths.

This is the resentful soul that Queen Jiuyou has collected over the past thousand years. It is an attack on the spiritual level.

Lu Chen could clearly feel that his soul was violently fluctuating. The sounds of ghosts crying were pulling at his soul, trying to drag his soul into hell and sink it forever.

The spiritual level of the Queen of Nine Netherworlds is comparable to that of the Supreme Monarch.

Fortunately, Lu Chen's level of the Supreme Monarch is all-round, not only in terms of body but also in terms of soul.

Otherwise, you would really fall into the trap of Queen Jiuyou.

This Undead Queen, whose status in the Evil Abyss is even higher than that of the Mountain Corpse, indeed possesses extraordinary means.

"Ghost crying?"

"Queen Jiuyou, have you ever heard of an idiom from ancient times?"

Lu Chen touched the necklace around his neck.

That is the spiritual necklace that my cheap master, Dean Xiao, once gave to me. It can give the wearer a moment of clarity when his soul is in chaos.

It was indeed just a moment, Lu Chen's hand had just touched the necklace, the necklace trembled for a while, and then broke directly.

But this amount of time is enough for Lu Chen.

"Ghost crying?"

"Wolf howl?"

"Little friend, there are no wolves here."

Queen Jiuyou didn't know why Lu Chen still wanted to say such sarcastic words at this time.

However, she was a casual person and was willing to cooperate with Lu Chen before he died.

"The ghost cry comes first, and the wolf howls come later. The ghost cry must be solved by the wolf howl."

"This wolf, there happens to be one right here, a big one!"

Lu Chen smiled casually, and a wolf howl was heard.

“Hoo~!!!!!!!!!!!”

On the surface of Lu Chen's body, a soul shadow of the Lone Star Wolf rushed out of Lu Chen's body and shouted to the outside world with a deafening sound.

(End of this chapter)