Immortal Martial God

Chapter 523 Army Of The Dead

The corner of Xiang Nan's mouth curled into an evil smile. He picked up the Dream butterfly and ran wildly towards the mirror exit.

Behind him were two crossed weapons, a three-meter-long saber, and a two-meter-long black sword.

When they were about to approach the mirror exit, Dream butterfly pointed to the sky and said, "Pages!"

Xiang Nan looked around and smiled, "Get down!"

Qiang!

The Dead Sword "unsheathed" flew out from behind Xiang Nan. He waved his sword and released the Qi of Death. The Qi of Death turned into a phantom undead and flew up to grab the page.

Xiang Nan caught the page, but at the same time, he found a bad place.

The Dead Sword could manipulate dead creatures at will, and it didn't consume anything from Xiang Nan.

However, if he used the Death Sword's aura to transform into a Undead, then the Death Sword's aura would become vacant. In order to fill this vacancy, the Death Sword would backfire on the owner's vitality.

Xiang Nan frowned. He thought to himself that this sword was truly evil. It actually dared to counterattack its master's vitality.

This wasn't because the Dead Sword wanted to resist, but because it was one of its attributes.

"I've gathered eight pages. I'm still two pages away." Dream butterfly was very happy, today's harvest was too great.

Not only did he obtain the eighth page, he even obtained a rare profound weapon! Moreover, it was a very different type of profound weapon.

Xiang Nan hugged the Dream butterfly and jumped out of the mirror, arriving at the empty eighth floor. Then, he quickly returned to the space-time passageway and returned to the seventh floor.

At this time, Xiang Nan's realm had already recovered.

When he arrived at the seventh floor, he immediately comprehended all the ancient demonic beasts that had died on the seventh floor through the Dead Sword!

"This kind of power! This kind of power! Hahahaha!" Xiang Nan raised his sword high and laughed wildly.

Meng Die looked at Xiang Nan curiously. There was something strange in her eyes, but she didn't say anything else. She just thought that Xiang Nan was too happy.

On the seventh floor of the Demonic Sea, there were too many ancient demonic beasts that had died. Even the corpses of those demonic beasts were covered in mass graves, and there were at least twenty to thirty of them.

The towering skeletons spread across the Myriad Beast Plains, all of which were targets that Xiang Nan could resurrect.

"Ah, it's you! Xiang Nan?"

Suddenly, two panicked cries appeared in front of him.

Xiang Nan looked around and saw that it was An Xiao Hui and Shen Liang. These two fellows had yet to leave this floor.

"Run!" An Xiao Hui saw that something was wrong and immediately beckoned Shen Liang to flee in the opposite direction.

"Flee? Where to? This entire floor is my territory!" Xiang Nan raised the Sword of the Dead high up and shouted, "Resurrect the dead!"

Rumble rumble rumble rumble!

The ground shook abruptly. Giant demonic beasts stood up from the ground. Some of the demonic beasts had just died, and their bodies were still covered in smelly minced meat.

Some of the demonic beasts had died for many years, but they had also drilled out from dozens of meters underground.

An Xiao Hui and Shen Liang were instantly paralyzed by what they saw.

Hundreds of ancient skeletal demonic beasts surrounded the two of them. Such a spectacle was incomparably spectacular.

The corner of Xiang Nan's mouth curled into a wicked smile. He pointed at An Xiao Hui and said, "You, come here!"

An Xiao Hui didn't dare to disobey and hurriedly walked to Xiang Nan with trembling eyes.

Pa!

Xiang Nan swung his hand and slapped An Xiao Hui , causing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth. Even the bridge of his nose was broken.

Xiang Nan grabbed An Xiao Hui by the collar and shouted at his face, "Dream butterfly is my woman! Previously, you tried to cause trouble for me three times, but you actually put my woman in danger!"

"Die!"

As he spoke, Xiang Nan threw An Xiao Hui away.

Two enormous ancient barbaric bull skeleton demonic beasts jumped at the same time.

Boom!

The heads of the two skeletal barbaric bulls collided, and it happened that An Xiao Hui was sandwiched between them. This time, An Xiao Hui didn't even have time to use his golden body before he was blown up on the spot.

"Ahhh!" Seeing this, Shen Liang screamed and ran away.

Hu!

In the sky, a huge skeletal eagle flew towards Shen Liang and grabbed him with its claws.

The skeletal eagle flew close to the ground, throwing Shen Liang directly in front of Xiang Nan.

"Scum!" Xiang Nan condensed his golden body and stamped Shen Liang's head to shreds on the spot!

"Come!" Xiang Nan raised his right hand, and the skeletal eagle flew over, obediently prostrating beneath Xiang Nan's feet.

Xiang Nan hugged the Dream butterfly and jumped onto the back of the eagle, "Let's go!"

Xiang Nan shook his finger at the mountain range. The skeletal eagle spread its wings and flew out with Xiang Nan and the other two.

On the back of the eagle, Dream butterfly looked at Xiang Nan in confusion and said, "Xiang Nan, what's wrong with you?"

"Me? I'm fine! I've never been better." Xiang Nan turned around and gently pinched Dream butterfly 's chin. He smiled and said, "Didn't you always call me good brothers before? Why are you calling me by my name now?"

"Come, call me Brother again."

Meng Die's expression changed slightly as she asked suspiciously, "Good brother?"

"Ah, good girl, haha." Xiang Nan hugged Dream butterfly and kissed her fiercely again.

The skeletal eagle spread its wings over a hundred meters long and flew at a frightening speed. It swept across the plains and cut through the sky.

In less than two hours, he had returned to the top of the cave where his golden body was unbreakable.

As soon as Xiang Nan retrieved the Death's Sword, the skeletal eagle turned into bones and scattered down from the sky.

The two of them landed back in the cave, and the corpses of the two flood dragons were still lying there.

Xiang Nan shook the sword in his hand, and the corpses of the two flood dragons actually stood up. Even the heads that had been cut off had returned to their original positions. action

"Not too good." Xiang Nan frowned and said, "These two flood dragons had to be at least at the Heaven Scryer Realm or above before they died. Perhaps they were both at the fifth or sixth level of the Heaven Scryer Realm."

"But they've been trapped here for too long, and they've been suppressed by that damned silver sword for too long. At this moment, they're only at the seventh or eighth level of the Heavenly Yuan Realm."

"However, it's better to have one than nothing. It's better than nothing."

Xiang Nan thought for a moment. These two young flood dragons were more than two hundred meters long, so it was impossible for them to fit into the storage ring.

After pondering for a moment, he waved the Dead Sword. The flesh and blood of the two flood dragons immediately withered and turned into ashes.

Immediately after, Xiang Nan jumped onto the head of a flood dragon and used his jade finger to bombard the flood dragon with indiscriminate bombardment, directly turning it into bone powder.

"En, this way, you can put it into your storage ring." Xiang Nan nodded in satisfaction and blasted another skeletal flood dragon into powder.

Afterwards, he put the bone powder of the two flood dragons into his storage ring.

Dream butterfly's eyes widened as she subconsciously took two steps back. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"Don't worry," Xiang Nan smiled. "Even if they are blasted into powder, they can still be recovered by me at any time."

"I'm not referring to this matter." A strange look flashed through Meng Die's eyes. "With your character, you wouldn't do such a brutal thing."

"Even if these two flood dragons are already dead, it's impossible for you to crush their bones into ashes."

If Xiang Nan's killing An Xiao Hui and Shen Liang could be interpreted as hatred, then his current style of shattering the skeletons of the two flood dragons was very different from his previous style.

Dream butterfly finally realized that the situation seemed to be a little off track.