Chapter 315 The Most Ideal Enemy

In the end, the thunderstorm made the poor Platinum Skeleton remove the flesh and blood from his body again, reclaimed him into the space ring, and picked enough berries before putting out Mufasha's big head.

As expected, white light flashed by, and the huge golden holy dragon's skull quickly became transparent. Thunderstorm was very satisfied, but what happened next disappointed Thunderstorm.

The huge keel that was split by the thunderstorm because it was unable to fit into the same space ring did not respond at all. Sophia pondered for a moment before asking Mufasha to try to connect the keels back to her body.

Sure enough, when the bones were connected, a sudden change occurred. Soon, a huge golden holy dragon stood in front of everyone.

Fortunately, the cave is big enough, otherwise I really don’t know what would happen.

Mufasha screamed excitedly, but immediately shut up under the force of the thunderstorm. The same procedure for cutting flesh followed, but Mufasha had too much scales, armor, blood and flesh on his body. Fortunately, the things on him were all top-quality magic materials and were not wasted.

After dealing with Mufasa well, the next thing was much simpler. In order to avoid dealing with the rotten flesh on more than 20,000 people, the thunderstorm simply flew directly to the poisonous fog area.

In the poisonous fog area, the thunderstorm put about 25,000 undead creatures cleaned at one time, and the poisonous fog area was filled with white light.

The poisonous fog area has an advantage. These undead creatures have just developed flesh and blood and were corroded by the terrifying blue poisonous fog.

The mark of the King's Scepter was branded on everyone's skull, and then the thunderstorm took them all back into the ring.

After dealing with everything, Thunderstorm finally breathed a sigh of relief. The next thing to do was to find an absolutely safe place and build some scattered source arrays. I really wanted these undead creatures to deal with the dark source accumulated in their bodies so that they could inject colorful sources into their bones.

The poisonous fog area is of course the best place. You only need to ask Sofia to arrange a few people to defend the outside world. The magic materials required for the scattered source array are all ordinary and nothing can be done.

In this way, the thunderstorm has been busy with these things these days.

After half a month of adjustment, these more than 20,000 undead creatures have been dealt with.

It took a whole month to go back and forth.

The black iron ore in the poisonous fog area has accumulated like mountains, but it is not enough to build a large city wall. The idea of ​​a thunderstorm is very simple. To build it, it is necessary to build a huge city wall that exceeds the scale of Menghua City. The city walls are of course surrounded by the soul capital.

But even if these six thousand people are sleepless, it is too slow. Finally, Sophia saw through Thunderstorm's thoughts and quietly suggested that an inner city should be built first in the Soul Capital, that is, based on the current buildings of the Soul Capital, and within a certain range, a circle of walls should be built with the magic tower as the center.

The construction of the city wall is mainly based on more than 6,000 church members now, and then more than 20,000 skeletons were allowed to mine in the poisonous fog area, so that both sides could save time and build teleportation magic arrays in the magic tower.

The materials used in the Soul Capital houses are by no means worse than black iron ore, which can greatly save time and increase your own defense.

Although Lei Shao thought Sophia's words made sense, he finally decided to let these 20,000 undead creatures stay in the ring for two or three months, and first improve their overall strength to level six.

Otherwise, even if there is a strong city wall, their current strength will not be able to withstand the attacks of those large sects.

However, when the thunderstorm came, he decided to transfer everyone back to the Soul Capital first. A lot of black iron ore has accumulated, so it is necessary to build certain defense measures first. The most important thing is that many people have begun to come to the Soul Capital one after another. If the houses are standing by those large sects like last time, many things will be difficult to do.

It is absolutely unwise to fight hard by force, and Thunderstorm did not take those real sects seriously at all. What he cared about was Or, Kidd, Pelot, Ked, Hick, and even Crusosa.

According to the news found from the Soul Capital, Crusosa has gradually gained fame in the north. Although his original power is only at the eighth level, his subordinates have won a group of tenth-level strongmen to serve him.

Thunderstorm was wary of him because Thunderstorm couldn't see through him, didn't know what his real purpose was, and did not know whether he had anything to do with Orr.

Thunderstorms are waiting, waiting for the gang of dragons to reach the eighth level, and waiting for the birth of more than 20,000 level six warriors. However, waiting does not mean doing nothing. He wants to give those who are interested, because exposing them to the noses is often easier to careless than hiding them.

The number of people in the Soul Capital is now only 10,000, and these people are all major sects and some people with hearts and even adventurers.

Many people have seen the opportunity and know that several major forces have no time, energy, or even manpower to occupy the soul capital, which is a must-pass place for north-south transportation. As long as they can gain a foothold, they can definitely bring amazing wealth.

Thunderstorm and Sophia returned to the Soul Capital openly. Since the six major sects broke through, large-scale battles did not happen in the Soul Capital.

Although Palot and Hick met here and reached some unknown deals, they did not destroy the buildings of the Soul Capital, which was as usual.

Although all the houses around the Magic Tower were seized, no one dared to make the Magic Tower because no one wanted to become the focus.

Thunderstorm and Sophia were just pointing fingers everywhere in the city, discussing the construction of the inner city, and disdaining the fingers of others. He just wanted people to know that the owner of the city, the Thunderstorm Emperor, was back.

There were brave people who were shocked by Sophia's beauty and curiosity about thunderstorms, and they dared to come up to say hello. Thunderstorms just nodded calmly, but Sophia responded with a smile, giving full play to the benefits of peerless beauty.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic turmoil on the street, and a violent sound of beast hooves came. Thunderstorm and Sophia looked at each other and smiled, knowing that what was coming was finally here.

The reason why they only showed up on two people was waiting for this group of people. If Thunderstorm wants to establish his authority, someone must help, and these people are here to help. If a large number of people come back together, these guys will definitely not dare to show up.

Thunderstorm and Sophia didn't seem to have seen each other's more than 300 dragoons, although there were more than 30 of these people, and there were also as many as 8th-level strongmen.

These people were fierce in appearance, most of them were wearing uniform armor. Except for those eighth-level strong men, everyone held crossbow machines and crystal core arrows were already on the strings, and their targets were locked on Thunderstorm and Sophia.

The weapons of more than 40 people in the head were huge battle axes, staring at the thunderstorm coldly.

"Skeleton, your death period is here." A tenth-level strongman who was leading the way snorted coldly.

"Leave the dragon horse, you can keep your life." Thunderstorm said lightly.

The man was stunned, laughed anxiously, and said, "Arrogant Skeleton, you will soon know the consequences of the offense of the God of War Cult, kill them."

After saying that, half of the more than 200 dragoons holding crossbows scattered behind them had pulled the trigger.

"Boom..."

The power of hundreds of crystal nuclei explosions can be imagined. Even if the surrounding buildings are strong, they collapse because they cannot withstand such violent series of explosions.

Thunderstorm and Sophia rose into the air in the air waves, and half of the subsequent dracos were waiting for this moment, and the rain of arrows in the sky instantly chased after them.

More than 40 powerful people above level eight have flew into the air following the arrow rain.

These more than 300 people came to the Soul Capital to look for thunderstorms under the order of the leader of the God of War Sect. He was already in a semi-crazy state and threatened to kill thunderstorms at all costs.

And thunderstorms must have a suitable hostile target, and the God of War is the most suitable one.

Only when the thunderstorm seems to be incompatible with the God of War Sect will other sects watch the show with a mentality of watching the show and will not join the ranks of dealing with the thunderstorm.

With such a dense rain of arrows, even the thunderstorm and Sofia dared not resist. After dodging quickly, they were still shot by the crystal-core arrow.

"Boom"

The thunderstorm just swayed in the air, and rushed into the crowd with colorful sickles.

Sofia also held a gun in her hand and killed her.

More than 200 sixth-level dragon cavalry on the ground have already activated the dragon horse to soar into the air and surrounded them.

Thunderstorms flew across the crowd, and six of the eight tenth-level strong men were chasing him, but when the thunderstorm touched, they specifically found weak people with eighth-level strength. Sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing to turn too many people.

With a "dang!", mixed with screams, the weapon of an eighth-level powerful man instantly shattered the colorful sickle of the thunderstorm, turning into light and shadow. The person was also criticized by the thunderstorm in half and fell to the ground. But someone immediately added his position.

Most of the people in the War God Cult are militants, but the purpose at this time is very clear. First, use wheel battles to consume the original power of the thunderstorm, and finally win with one blow.

Dozens of people around Thunderstorm flew up and down like flies, blocking all the possible way out for him to escape, and there was no trace at all.

Sofia was much more relaxed. She only had two tenth-level strong men and more than ten eighth-level strong men entangled her. It seemed that the leader of the God of War Sect still couldn't bear to destroy the flowers.

At this time, eighteen petite figures suddenly flew from the West, and the eighteen gods sent...
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