C501 Undead
C501 Undead
What about the Divine Fist zombie and the Ice zombie?
These days, they had heard a lot about the Apocalypse Legion.
It was said that the Divine Fist zombie, Ah Da, could punch a hole in the sky with a single punch. The Ice zombie, Hongye, was covered in cold air. It could even seal the ocean.
Of course, they wouldn't believe that this was true.
"Devil King Ye Li, you really dare to come. Are these women worth it?" A Fifth Grade Undead looked at Ye Lee with disdain.
Ye Lee did not say anything. He took out the Dragonslaying Sword from the System Space.
A Five-Clawed Blood Dragon circled in the air, and a series of Dragon's Cry and saber sounds appeared.
"Dragonslaying Sword!"
The eyes of the few Tier 5 undead couldn't help but glow. They thought that this Dragonslaying Sword was too terrifying. Just by looking at it, they could feel a wave of fear.
"Devil King Ye Li, you're the sensible one. Prepare to hand over the Dragonslaying Sword now." A rank 5 undead said with a smile.
"Swish!"
A cold light arrived first, and then it slashed out like a dragon!
A few Rank 5 Undead instantly died, not even their corpses were left behind.
Ye Lee slowly walked into the Undead Race territory!
In an instant, countless undead surrounded him.
"Swish!"
A cold light appeared, and hundreds of Undead were instantly melted.
"Devil King Ye Li, why are you so angry?"
A voice entered Ye Lee's ears.
After that, the phantom of the Dark Race that appeared in the Cloud Top Academy appeared in front of Ye Lee.
Ye Lee looked at the undead in front of him. It was the First Grade Ancestral Dark Race.
Apart from that, there were also a few Tenth Grade dead spirits.
"Devil King Ye Li, hand over the Dragonslaying Sword!"
A Tenth Grade Undead said to Ye Lee with a cold smile.
"Swish!"
With just one slash, the life of this Tenth Grade Undead would disappear from this world forever.
"Devil King Ye Li, how dare you!"
The First-Grade Ancestral Level Undead opened its eyes wide. Now that Devil King Ye Li's woman was in their hands, could it be...
Devil King Ye Li didn't care at all?
Thinking of this, the First Grade Ancestral Dark Race started panicking.
"Devil King Ye Li, aren't you afraid that your woman will die in front of you?"
Ye Lee smiled faintly, "With just a bunch of ants like you, you think you are qualified to talk to me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Lee's Dragonslaying Sword was placed in front of the neck of the First-Grade Ancestral Level Undead.
"Let them go, or else, you will die!"
There was no expression on Ye Lee's face, as if he was a peerless and ferocious god from the Inferno Hell.
The First-Grade Ancestral Level Undead opened his eyes wide. Before he could react, the Dragonslaying Sword was placed in front of his neck.
"Hehe, Devil King Ye Li, do you really think I'm afraid?"
The First-Grade Ancestral Level Undead calmed its mind and said coldly to Ye Lee.
"You can try!" Ye Lee's face was terrifyingly cold.
For some reason, looking at the expression on Ye Lee's face, the First-Grade Ancestral Level Undead could not help but tremble.
The undead of Undead Race even held their breaths.
Silence, a deathly silence.
The First-Grade Ancestral Level undead knew that Ye Lee wasn't just saying empty words.
"Bring them up here!" The First-Grade Ancestral Level Undead said coldly.
Not long after, the four girls and their teacher, lu Yu, appeared in front of Ye Lee.
"Devil King Ye Li, how about we make a deal? Give me the Dragonslaying Sword, and I'll let your women go."