Gou is a soldier on the border

Chapter 166 Shocked (sha) Soul (diao) One Night

"Damn guy, this time, you can't escape!" Zach's angry voice echoed in the empty underground.

Wang Luo looked at Zac and was amused.

"Hey, isn't this Lich Zack? What? You've grown your head again?"

Zach recalled the first two times when he was ruthlessly beheaded by Wang Luo.

For Zach, who aspires to become the greatest lich on the continent, this is undoubtedly an indelible dark history.

"Do you think you can still run this time? Since you have thrown yourself into a trap, then wait for death with peace of mind." Zach calmed down instantly, although his brain didn't heat up at all. . .

And the magician next to him, wearing a khaki robe, looked at Zach without panic, and something called confidence surged out of his heart.

Having cultivated a tacit understanding with Zach, he raised his staff and pointed at Wang Luo.

"Gravity!"

Wang Luo felt the air around him suddenly thicken, and his legs were as heavy as lead.

"Even if you are a sky-level warrior, you can only perform at the level of an earth-level warrior under the weakening of my gravity technique. Please accept death under the hands of my mage Norman." Norman laughed slyly.

"Sure enough, you two are working together. You two, even talking, have the same disgusting tone." Wang Luo laughed softly.

"Hahaha, seeing death is imminent, have you lost your mind? Smile, you won't be able to laugh again later." Norman was taken aback when he saw that Wang Luo was still laughing there, and laughed even more. louder.

Zach didn't bother to talk nonsense with Wang Luo anymore, he just directed his undead and rushed towards Wang Luo.

Wang Luo drew out the Qinglian Sword, and flew over lightly under Norman's horrified eyes.

"I forgot to tell you a very regretful thing. I am not the sky-level warrior you said. If you look at it according to your standards, I should be... a holy rank."

Wang Luo's words rang in Norman's ears like a bolt from the blue, and he was stunned in place.

Then, Wang Luo flashed a sword light, not only Norman, but even Zach beside him did not escape from the scope of the sword. . . .

However, the difference is that what gushes out from Zac's neck section is a puff of black air, while what spews out from Norman's cavity is real blood. . .

Zach ran away again, but Wang Luo really had nothing to do with him. .

But at least he killed the other mastermind of the sneak attack, which made Wang Luo feel a little more at ease.

Frowning, Wang Luo had a good idea as he looked at the army of undead who stood still in place because the dragons had no leader as Zac escaped.

However, the first problem that needs to be solved now is how Wang Luo should escape from this place.

Because of Norman's death, the land above his head changed from mud to solid ground again.

Wang Luo looked down at the Qinglian sword in his hand, and felt that using this famous sword to dig soil was an insult to Li Taibai and his old man.

So he put his hand into the ring.

A moment later, Wang Luo took out an engineering shovel from the holding ring.

He felt that an engineer shovel seemed to be a little slow in efficiency, so he continued to search in the ring.

Then, in the corner of the ring, he found a big guy covered in dust (not).

Looking at this big guy, Wang Luo smiled with satisfaction.

He raised his fist and pointed forward.

An excavator fell from the sky and smashed several skeletons wandering on the ground.

But soon, Wang Luo realized that he had done useless work.

Because of the excavator. . .Can't reach the ceiling.

In the end, Wang Luo could only helplessly step on the Qinglian Sword, holding an engineering shovel in his hand, raised his head, and dug up bit by bit.

Feeling that digging in this way is no different from ordinary people except that he has a higher standard, Wang Luo has an idea. .

He held the end of the sapper's shovel in both hands, held it high above his head, and closed his eyes.

"change!"

The Qinglian sword under his feet slowly turned, and then turned faster and faster.

Wang Luo, who turned into a human-shaped drill, drilled towards the sky at an extremely fast speed.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Wang Luo was digging, when suddenly he lightened his hand, and a large piece of soil fell down, hitting his head directly.

As the piece of soil fell, a dazzling light came through.

After a night of hard work, Wang Luo finally returned to the ground. . . .

As for why it was one night?
It's very simple, Wang Luo, who was digging with his eyes closed, went awry. . .

"Here comes the undead again, come quickly!"

Just as Wang Luo poked his head out, he heard a shout from the side.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind hit his head.

Wang Luo quickly raised the engineering shovel in his hand and blocked the blow.

"Are you crazy! Can't even recognize me?" He said angrily.

"Wow, amazing, the undead can talk!"

Wang Luo got out of the ground and stared at the soldier next to him.

"Where do I look like an undead?"

The soldier looked at Wang Luo in surprise.

"King? General Wang?"

Wang Luo's tone was not kind: "Come on, explain to me, why do I look like an undead?"

The soldier pointed to Wang Luo and said to him, "General, look in the mirror yourself and see how you look like an undead?"

Wang Luo looked down, only to realize that his body was covered with mud, and he looked like a dirt boy. . .

He embarrassedly took out a set of clothes from the storage ring, and after changing, he said to the soldier in front of him, "Is this all right? Come on, tell me, am I handsome or not."

The soldier nodded blankly.

"Well, General Wang is the most handsome."

Wang Luo nodded in satisfaction.

At this time, because of the change here, several generals came over, and the leader was Joan of Arc.

"Wang Luo, you're back? What's down here?"

"Sure enough, Zac mixed up with an earth mage named Norman and jointly planned a raid on the camp."

"Oh, Norman? That scum among mages? I didn't expect him to appear here." Joan of Arc exclaimed. Obviously, this Norman had gained a "huge" reputation in the Shenluo Empire.

"Uh, I don't know if he's doing well now, after all, he can't speak now."

Joan was a little puzzled, and came to her senses randomly.

"My God, did you kill him?"

"If he can't put his head back on his body, I should kill him."

"I want to thank you on behalf of all the people of Shenluo." Joan of Arc said to Wang Luo with joy.

Then, looking at the burrow he had created under his feet, Wang Luo felt a little headache.

Because there are countless undead army below. . .

Wang Luo suddenly had an idea.

"Give me an order to break up the camp immediately and set up camp twenty miles east."

(End of this chapter)