Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 1237 Undead Tower (2)

"Slightly heard." Ye Qingyi carefully walked through the tower of the undead, whispering.

"The Shadow Lord, once the Central Plains, the strongest strong, the commander of the thousands of undead, let the mainland people, bow to them, Ye girl... If you want to make the Shadow Temple undead, I believe that you are Lord, you must learn the power and behavior of the Shadow Lord. The Shadow Lord is not the Lord who is so good to speak."

"I am now on the tower of the dead, what should I do?" Ye Qingyi vaguely understood the meaning of Ling Yan, but the situation at the moment, but not like this.

"The Undead Tower is the holy tower of the Temple of Shadows. It gathers thousands of souls. Every once in a while, the Shadow Lord needs to release those twisted souls and pray for the whole undead. Yeh just walks to the top of the tower and sacrifices. On the stage, you can sing the curse of the undead." Ling Yandao.

"What kind of mantra?" As he got closer and closer to the top of the tower, Ye Qingyi became more and more worried.

Ling Yan was silent for a moment, and then sang a string of obscure immortal mantras.

Ye Qingyi has never been exposed to these undead mantras, but it is a smooth and sung song, but in her ears, it is also very strange.

however……

She has reached the top of the Undead Tower and stood on the edge of the altar.

Below the Undead Tower, the dying is in opposition to several kings staring at Ye Qingyi's every move.

Ling Yan repeatedly repeated the mantra, Ye Qingyi finally remembered some, now, she slightly bluntly imitated the mantra that Ling Yan said, and sang the release spell.

With the singer of Ye Qingqi, there were countless black shadows on several of them. The black shadows made a constant wailing sound, just like a whirlwind, curling up and rising toward the dark temple. on.

The sound of the mourning of the dead soul instantly resounded throughout the hall.

However, the death has slightly narrowed his eyes at this moment.

Something is wrong.

With the release of thousands of souls, the sound of wailing lingers around the ear, and it wraps around for a long time, then slowly dissipates, and those who are dead, but disappear in the darkness without a trace.

"Ye girl, can go down the tower."

Ye Qingyi walked down the tower of the undead.

The face of the dying face is expressionless, and the gaze sweeps over the face of Ye Qingying. Then he said: "The Lord has worked hard, and today harassed the Lord to hold the ceremony."

Ye Qing’s feeling of being born and living has just gone outside the gate of the ghost gate. If it is not spiritual, he is afraid that it has been thoroughly exposed.

At the end of the ceremony, Ye Qingyi also went back to the dormitory.

With the departure of Ye Qingyu, many undead people also left the dark temple, but only a few kings and elders, guarding the law and bones, and dying to stay.

"This holy Lord, I am afraid that it is not true." Meizu kings swept away and saw the many undead roads present.

The clan of the Luosha nationality also frowned. "I see that she is a counterfeit goods. When she sings the mantra, it feels obviously different from before."

Before, they felt that the Lord had come back suddenly. It was very embarrassing. Now, although Ye Qingyi completed the ceremony according to the ceremony, there are many differences between them and the process of completing the ceremony in the memory of the Lord.

"I remember that when the Holy Lord was in front of the tower, they all flew up. Now it is the first time I see a step by step..." Ghost Ji chuckled.

"The mantra is also slightly oyster, not like the cold and arrogant of the Lord." The Shurazu king frowned.

(End of this chapter)