The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

After all, it is the skeleton of a god, and it has produced a little wisdom, so it can be regarded as a high-level undead creature.

Solo threw the golden skull high, followed by flying into the air, twisting his waist, swinging his legs, a beautiful upside-down golden hook begging for a shot, and kicked the skull hard into the depths of the desert.

oh oh...

A scalp-numbing scream came from the depths of the desert. Obviously, the undead king in this death territory was really angry, but for some reason, he never came in person...

Solo didn't delay any longer, and the violent punches bombarded out again and again. In a moment, he crashed on the bones piled up by the skeleton army in front of him, and opened a bone road. He broke out of the desert.

At this time, the old man was in a state of distress, and the three angel skeletons were all wise. Seeing that the tyrannical palm power was useless, they began to attack continuously. In addition, there were many places on the old man's body, and the blood grooves were very glaring, and his whole body was covered with blood.

Three angel skeletons besieged Romadera in the center, which was equivalent to three masters who had just entered the fifth-order realm attacking and killing him.In normal times, this would not be a big deal to him, but today he is seriously injured, and he has already struggled to deal with it.

There was a cold light in the old man's eyes, and he decided to go all out.Looking at an angel skeleton rushing forward, he opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of blood. The blood condensed into a blood sword in the air, which contained his original vitality, and then slashed fiercely at the angel skeleton's head. on the lumbar spine.

"click"

Gao's big golden skeleton was cut in half in an instant, and two pieces of bones were scattered on the sand.The old man's face was extremely pale, and his body was shaking.

"Puchi"

The ghost claw of an angel skull next to him silently pierced into his weakness, and blood gushed out wildly.

"Ugh..." The old man let out a roar, and the bloody sword that hadn't dissipated in the air swirled towards him, and it struck the neck of the angel skeleton who was attacking him with a "click", and the golden skull rolled to the ground, and the tall skeleton was crushed. The old man kicked away.

Blood was gurgling out from his weak spot, the old man's face was extremely pale, his vital energy was consumed too much, and he lost too much blood, he almost lost the strength to stand now.

The last angel skeleton, with green lights flickering in its eye sockets, bared its teeth and claws, and rushed up viciously.

The old man spent half his life in the wilderness, known as the number one dragon knight in the wilderness, and has never been in such a mess as he is today.

However, even though he was exhausted, even though he was seriously injured, he still went up to him, hugged the angel skull, fell to the ground with it, and got entangled together.

The peerless strong among the human beings and the superior among the undead creatures rolled into the skeleton army in the desert together.

Countless skeletons were crushed and shattered, pieces of broken bones appeared in the desert, this was a tragic fight...

The undead king in the desert roared again and again, and the mountains in the distance trembled with the shrill howl...

When the old man rushed out from the army of tens of thousands of bones, his body was drenched in blood. There was a scary blood hole in his left rib, and a golden ghost claw was stuck on his right shoulder. He had just "plopped" when he broke out of the desert. fell to the ground.

Strange to say, after the endless bone army chased to the edge of the desert, they stopped. It seemed that this was a boundary between life and death, and many skeletons did not dare to cross the thunder pool for half a step.

In the depths of the desert, amidst the ghostly roar of the undead king, the army of bones receded like a tide.In the end, all the skeletons were buried in the yellow sand, and the terrifying desert returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Solo looked at the old man who was passed out on the edge of the desert, and he strode over. Now it is easy to kill the old man.

But he didn't do that, he tore off the rag shirt on his body, wrapped it around the old man's left rib, and blocked the huge wound, but the blood still kept oozing out, which was hard to stop.

After fighting against the undead creatures, Solo's hostility towards the old man gradually disappeared. Compared with those dead things, the old man in front of him didn't look so hateful in his eyes.

A quarter of an hour later, the old man opened his eyes and saw Solo sitting not far away. He subconsciously raised his right palm and put it on his chest.

"Old man, don't be nervous, if I want to kill you, you have already died a hundred times."

The old man put down his palm silently, quickly tapped a few acupoints with his hand, blocked the blood vessels in the soft ribs, and stopped the bleeding.But in the end he shook his head and sighed, "I didn't expect my old man to die here..."

He knew that he would not live long. During the battle with Solo, he had already suffered serious internal injuries. When Solo fell into the holy state for a short time, his internal organs had been shattered.

Although he didn't die on the spot like Shenglong, he was at the end of his battle at that time. If he quickly found a place to heal his injuries, he might be able to recover.

But unfortunately, he broke into the desert of death, and three angel skeletons who had just arrived at the fifth-level realm of transformation confronted each other.

In the battle with the undead creatures, he was injured more and more, and was forced to use his life energy to activate the blood sword. His entire internal organs were completely shattered, and now he is powerless.

But the old man was proud enough, he was worthy of being the number one holy dragon knight in the wilderness, escaping alive in the "small world" under the holy land was considered a miracle.

Afterwards, he actually killed three angel skeletons equivalent to the fifth-order realm of transformation, which is equivalent to killing three peerless masters when they were seriously injured and dying!

Solo's profound art is constantly growing and running non-stop. After a short rest just now, his current vitality has recovered half of it.

The old man looked at Solo with a complicated look on his face, and said, "Thinking that I am the number one holy dragon knight, I lost to you, a young man in his twenties. It is really speechless to think about it...

Before I die, I want to say a few words to you. Your cultivation has improved so fast, it is unbelievable for a young man in his twenties.

Unless you are a reincarnated god and demon, protected by a godhead, otherwise you are too evil, and sooner or later you will go mad and die! "

"I let you down, I'm just an ordinary person, why must people be inferior to gods and demons in your eyes?"

The old man was a little dazed, and followed Solo's words and said to himself: "Yes, why can't humans be stronger than gods and demons?"

Solo's inadvertent words led the old man's thoughts to other places. He remembered some legends about gods and demons. He pondered for a long time before saying:

"Some extreme cultivators in the human world have already realized the realm of life and death, but they still refuse to ascend to the heavenly realm. In fact, their cultivation is comparable to that of gods and demons..."

Solo ignored him, closed his eyes, and allowed Xuangong to circulate on his own. The surging power repaired his damaged viscera while restoring his vitality.

After two hours like this, the sky gradually dimmed, and Solo had almost recovered by now.

The old man became even more depressed. Looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, he sighed: "The setting sun is like blood, and beauty is beauty, but it is just a moment of youth..."

"Old guy, are you going to lose your hold?" I'm afraid only Solo dared to call the No. [-] Holy Dragon Knight of the Wilderness like this.

"Probably last a few days..."

"It's not too short..."

"Fuck..."

"Think about it, mortals are bound to die. Let's see where the scenery is good nearby, and I will help you choose one. I am good at finding dragons and acupuncture points. I am a master of Fengshui. It is still possible to ensure that your descendants have no worries... "

"You two, even if you are really useful? My old man doesn't even have a descendant..." After hearing Solo's words, the old man suddenly looked sad.

"Don't forget it, and you don't need to thank me, or... tell me about my past, because I have amnesia." By now, the old man can hardly threaten Solo, so Solo confessed his amnesia and asked .

"You...have lost your memory? No wonder!" The old man showed surprise at first, and then a look of bewilderment.

He finally knew why Solo was out of order when he made a move, and also understood why his words and deeds were a little weird.

"I don't know many things. I only know that you are from the land of China. You have just entered the Great Wilderness of the Wu Clan. You came here for the prophet of the Wu Clan. The fateful twin daughters of the Wu Clan are all taken into the harem by you..."

"that is all?"

"Yes, I retreat all the year round. I know very little about the outside world."

It was completely dark, but Solo didn't want to leave here, he felt the unknown desert in front of him.Something unusual seemed to be attracting him, and he wanted to wait until dawn before exploring it carefully.

Why are there tens of millions of bones in the desert?To be able to serve undead creatures like angel skeletons, how powerful is this undead king?

How many angel skeletons are there in total in the desert?Why didn't the Immortal King himself come out and kill them?The old man wanted to understand everything.

Dawn breaks in the east, and the sun rises slowly.

After Solo washed at a mountain spring, he hit a wild rabbit and started grilling it for breakfast.

The old man was a little sad, and turned around silently. Now his internal organs have been shattered.Not to mention eating, even drinking water is unnecessary.

"Solo, I'm going in first, you have to keep a certain distance from me. This desert is too evil, I'm already a dying person.

It doesn't matter what happens.You still have a great youth, there is no need to take risks in person, just look at it from a distance. "

After the old man finished speaking, he strode towards the desert.Last night, he had made up his mind that he must enter the depths of this desert to see with his own eyes what kind of existence the undead king, the ruler of this undead territory, is.

Solo grabbed the roasted rabbit, gobbled it up, and shouted indistinctly: "Hey, old guy, what are you waiting for, we can go in together."

Last night, he already knew from the old man that this is the territory of the undead king, and there is an unimaginably powerful undead king inside.

After knowing this, Solo became even more curious. He always felt that there was something in it that attracted him.

In the morning glow, the golden desert was extremely calm, and the old man had rushed hundreds of meters quickly, and he had already arrived at the place where the battle took place yesterday.

Yesterday he was seriously injured, sluggish, and was extremely embarrassed in the desert.Now he is seriously injured and dying, but on the surface he seems to be in good spirits...