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"Yeah, yahoo..."

After the crow called all over the ancient underworld continent, the last one flew to the west and disappeared in the death swamp.

In the death swamp in the west, the soul energy is thin, which is not suitable for undead creatures to live in.

And no powerful undead creatures have ever been born anywhere, and all the survivors are dilapidated skeletons and walking corpses full of rotting corpses.

Since the crow disappeared in the death swamp, the ancient underworld powerhouses cast their divine thoughts in unanimous agreement.

They closely observed the desolate land in the west, but found nothing.

Because they don't realize that a necromantic creature has unparalleled potential, and they don't even realize the existence of a high-level spiritual consciousness.

Just when the master of the ancient underworld almost no longer had hope in the death swamp and withdrew his divine sense, a skeleton stretched out a white palm like jade from the ground, and climbed out of the ground inch by inch...

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Chapter 5 Death Appears

Yanhua walked aimlessly in this swamp of death and didn't know how long she had walked.

Compared with most of the skeletons, her bones are as white as jade, and each bone is extremely perfect.

Therefore, I don't know how many skeletons and walking corpses have been attacked.

They wanted to kill her and carve up her bones.

In the ancient underworld, bones are the most valuable, followed by the spirit essence left behind after the death of the spirit.

Bones can be used to make utensils and weapons, but the most important function is to build your own body.

Some of the bones of the skeleton are born, but most of them are pieced together the day after tomorrow.

When you meet a good bone, you will use it to replace your bad, fragile bones.

Yuhua walked aimlessly, like a newborn animal walking in the virgin forest.

Beautiful, yet dangerous.

This skeleton, as white as jade, looks delicate, but it contains endless explosive power.

Every skeleton that tried to carve up or rob her bones was eventually broken up by her and crushed into bone powder.

Even the soul energy contained in the skull was completely absorbed by Yan Hua.

Yanhua has her own weapon, a rusty black scythe.

She couldn't remember where the scythe came from, any more than she could remember where she came from.

Yuhua wandered in the swamp of death day by day. All the undead creatures who saw her were shocked by her beauty, and almost instinctively attacked her to snatch her bones, but no one survived.

Because of this, she never lacks prey.Harmless to humans and animals is her label, which also makes her a mobile death trap.

Everyone who saw her died, and naturally no one knew her danger.

As Yuhua absorbed more and more soul energy, flesh and blood began to grow on her body.

Her blood carried a strange fragrance, attracting more crazy attacks for her.Although Yanhua is powerful in battle, she can't withstand the crazy attacks of walking corpses and skeletons. Cracks begin to appear on her perfect jade-like skeleton, and the newborn flesh and blood are often devoured in pieces, hanging miserably on her body.

However, no matter how serious the injury was, she would never fall down.

The skeletons and walking corpses in the swamp of death are the lowest creatures in the ancient underworld. The soul energy of these creatures is very weak. As long as she doesn't die, she will win in the end.

In this way, Yuhua became plump day by day in the death and killing.

At the beginning, Yanhua was just passively counter-killing. When she began to realize the benefits of absorbing soul energy, she began to actively hunt and kill the undead creatures in the death swamp.

Her killing speed was slow at first, and then gradually increased.

Like a flower, from bud to petal, blooming little by little.

I bloom in the carnage, like a flower in the dawn.

Finally one day, there was no longer a single undead creature in the death swamp, and all the living souls of the undead were absorbed by the soul energy.

On this day, Yuhua finally grew flesh and blood, hair and nails, and facial features.The only fly in the ointment is her eyes, there are no pupils inside, just two black holes.

Her skin was pale, but her lips were as black as ink, and her hair was snow white.

With a complete human form, Yuhua also opened up her spiritual consciousness again. From then on, she was no longer a skeleton walking only by instinct, but began to learn to think.

However, no matter how hard she tried to think, there was nothing in her memory.

The ninth Nirvana of the God of Death emptied all her memories, and she could only accept the world in front of her with brand new eyes.

In front of a stagnant water, Yan Hua saw his body.

Snow-white and beautiful, like a snow and ice sculpture.

Afterwards, a sense of shame sprouted, and Yanhua condensed a simple set of clothes for herself with soul energy.The skirt was very short, it could only cover embroidery, and her slender, white legs were still exposed outside.

The upper body is even more rudimentary with only a tube top. The original intention of Yanhua is only for restraint, because sometimes when she moves violently, the chest part really affects her combat effectiveness.

After tidying up, Yanhua headed north from the death swamp based on her instinctive perception.

After passing through a land of death with barren soul energy, he also met and hunted countless undead creatures.

After gaining spiritual consciousness, she was no longer driven by instinct to hunt, but she couldn't suppress the urge to devour soul energy in her body.

There is a kind of hunger in her bones, which makes her full of extreme desire for soul energy.

As she absorbed more and more soul energy, her divine sense breath became stronger and stronger.

After hunting several skeletons wearing bone armor, Yanhua also learned to put on the armor for herself.

The armor she manifested was black, matching her snow-white skin perfectly.

The armor was very simple at first, but as the number of undead creatures she killed gradually increased, the armor gradually became indifferent and heavy, and the rusty sickle in her hand became brighter day by day.

The west of the ancient underworld is a barren land, and neither the corpse clan, the skeleton clan, nor the northern wraith clan have any interest in the west.

Therefore, for a long time, Dana did not notice the existence of Yanhua.

Until one day, on a whim, the Queen of Wraiths once again directed her divine thoughts to the place where the crow had disappeared, and she was shocked to find that there was no longer a single undead creature in the swamp of death.

How many skeletons are there in the dead swamp?

One hundred thousand?million?