Xiang Nan raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, picked up Mengdie, and ran towards the exit of the mirror.
He carried two crossed weapons on his back, a three-meter giant knife, and a two-meter-long black sword, which can be described as majestic.
When they were about to approach the exit of the mirror, Mengdie pointed to the sky: "Book pages!"
Xiang Nan looked around and smiled slightly: "Come down for me!"
Clang!
The sword of the dead "unsheathed" and flew out from Xiang Nan's back. He swung the long sword and released the air of death. The air of death turned into a virtual undead, flew up, and grabbed the pages of the book down.
Xiang Nan caught the pages of the book, but at the same time, he also found a not-so-good place.
The sword of the dead can control the dead creatures at will, which itself does not consume anything from Xiang Nan.
But if the death breath of the sword of the dead itself is used to turn into an undead, there will be a gap in the breath of death in the sword of the dead, and in order to make up for this gap, the sword of the dead will eat back the vitality of the owner.
Xiang Nan frowned, thinking that this sword is really evil, it even dared to bite back the vitality of its master.
This is not because the Sword of the Dead wants to resist, but rather, this is one of its own attributes.
"Eight pages are all together, and there are only two pages left." Mengdie is very happy, and I have gained a lot today.
Not only did he harvest the eighth book page, he even harvested a rare black weapon! And it is also a very different kind of Xuanbing.
Xiang Nan jumped out of the mirror with Mengdie in his arms, and came to the empty eighth floor, then quickly returned to the space-time channel, and returned to the seventh floor.
At this time, Xiang Nan's realm has been restored to integrity.
When he reached the seventh floor, through the sword of the dead, he immediately realized the entire seventh floor, all the dead ancient monsters!
"This kind of power! This kind of power!! Hahahahaha!" Xiang Nan raised his long sword high and laughed wildly.
Mengdie looked at Xiang Nan curiously, with a strange look in her eyes, but she didn't say much, thinking that Xiang Nan was too happy.
On the seventh floor of the Demon Sea, there are too many dead ancient monsters, even the mass graves where the bones of monsters are everywhere, there are as many as 20 or 30 places.
Towering skeletons spread across the Plain of Ten Thousand Beasts one by one, all of which were Xiang Nan's resurrection targets.
"Ah, it's you! Xiang Nan?"
Suddenly, there were two panicked shouts ahead.
Xiang Nan looked around and saw that it was An Xiaohui and Shen Liang. These two guys hadn't left this floor yet.
"Run!" Seeing that something was wrong, An Xiaohui immediately called Shen Liang to run away in the opposite direction.
"Escape? Where are you going? This entire floor is mine!" Xiang Nan held up the sword of the dead and shouted, "Resurrection, the dead!"
Boom boom boom!
The ground shook suddenly, and huge monster beasts stood up from the ground. Some monster beasts had just died not long ago, and their bodies still had stinky minced meat on their bodies.
Some monsters have been dead for many years, but they have also drilled out from a depth of tens of meters in the ground.
An Xiaohui and Shen Liang were suddenly paralyzed by what they saw.
Hundreds of ancient skeleton monsters surrounded the two of them, such a sight was incomparably spectacular.
A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Nan's mouth, and he pointed at An Xiaohui: "You, come here!"
That An Xiaohui didn't dare to disobey, and hurriedly walked up to Xiang Nan tremblingly.
Snapped!
Xiang Nan slapped An Xiaohui's mouth with a slap, and even the bridge of his nose was broken.
Xiang Nan grabbed An Xiaohui's collar and roared in his face: "Mengdie is my woman! You have troubled me over and over again, and you put my woman in danger!"
"Die to me!"
With that said, Xiang Nan threw An Xiaohui away.
Two huge ancient barbaric bull skeleton monsters jumped at the same time.
boom!
The heads of the two skeleton bulls clashed together, just sandwiching An Xiaohui in the middle. This time, An Xiaohui was blasted on the spot before he even had time to use his golden body.
"Ah!" Seeing this, Shen Liang screamed and ran away in fright.
call!
In the sky, a huge skeleton goshawk rowed towards and grabbed Shen Liang with its big claws.
The skeleton goshawk flew close to the ground and threw Shen Liang directly in front of Xiang Nan.
"Scum!" Xiang Nan condensed his golden body and stomped Shen Liang's head to pieces on the spot!
"Come!" Xiang Nan raised his right hand high, and the skeleton goshawk flew close to the ground, crawling obediently at Xiang Nan's feet.
Xiang Nan jumped onto Goshawk's back with Mengdie in his arms: "Let's go!"
Xiang Nan pointed at the mountains, and the skeleton goshawk spread its wings and flew out directly with Xiang Nan and the two of them.
On Goshawk's back, Mengdie looked at Xiang Nan in shock and asked, "Xiang Nan, what's wrong with you?"
"Me? I'm fine! I've never been this good before." Xiang Nan turned his head, pinched Mengdie's chin lightly, and said with a smile: "Didn't you always call me good brothers before, why are you calling me by my name now? gone."
"Come on, call my good brother again."
Mengdie's face changed slightly, and she asked suspiciously, "Good brother?"
"Hey, good girl, haha." Xiang Nan put his arms around Mengdie and kissed him hard again.
The skeleton goshawk spread its wings more than 100 meters long, and its flying speed was frighteningly fast. It swept across the plain and pierced the sky.
In less than two hours, he returned to the top of the cave where the golden body was indestructible.
As soon as Xiang Nan received the sword of the dead, the skeleton goshawk turned into pieces of bones and scattered from the sky.
The two fell back into the cave, and the bodies of the two dragons were still lying there.
Xiang Nan shook the long sword in his hand, and the corpses of the two flood dragons all stood up, and even the severed heads returned to their original positions.
"Not too good." Xiang Nan frowned, and said, "These two dragons must have been at least above the Sky Peering Realm before they were alive, maybe they are both at the fifth or sixth level of Sky Peering."
"But they have been trapped here for too long, and they have been suppressed by the damn silver sword for too long. At this time, they are only at the seventh or eighth level of Tianyuan."
"However, something is better than nothing, and talking is better than nothing."
Xiang Nan thought for a while, the two juvenile dragons were more than two hundred meters long, so it was impossible for them to fit into the ring.
He pondered for a while, then shook the sword of the dead, the flesh and blood on the two dragons immediately withered, and finally turned into ashes.
Immediately afterwards, Xiang Nan jumped on the head of a Jiaolong, pointed at the Jiaolong with Yaoguang and bombarded it indiscriminately, directly blasting it into bone powder.
"Well, this way it can be put into the ring." Xiang Nan nodded in satisfaction, and blasted another skeleton dragon into powder.
Then, he put all the bone powder of the two dragons into the ring.
"You...you are..." Mengdie opened her eyes wide and subconsciously took two steps back. She couldn't believe what she saw.
Xiang Nan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, even if they are smashed into powder, I can restore them at any time."
"I'm not referring to this matter." A strangeness flashed in Mengdie's eyes: "With your character, you wouldn't do such a cruel thing."
"Even if these two flood dragons are already dead, it is absolutely impossible for you to crush them."
If Xiang Nan's killing of An Xiaohui and Shen Liang could be understood as hatred, then he smashed the skeletons of the two dragons now, which is very different from his previous style.
Mengdie finally realized that the situation seemed a little off track.