Beast Control: After Being Released For 100,000 Years, The Skeleton Evolved Into The Hades Emperor

Mountains of Monster corpses.

The rich and pungent smell of blood.

Scarlet eyes exposed from the mountain of corpses.

Everything seems so weird.

All the hairs on Qin Tian's body stood up at this moment.

This horrifying scene made him unable to remain calm anymore.

Dead silence filled the air quietly.

The fire of the little skeleton's soul slowly dispersed and burned more intensely. It felt an unprecedented sense of danger.

Qin Tian's throat was dry, and his eyes were fixed on the figure standing up from Monster's body.

He is covered in hair, has a tall build, and has eyes like blood lanterns, emitting a faint red light.

As the creature got closer, its true face was finally revealed.

The face looks like a ghost, with a long nose and a red nose. There are deep vertical lines on both sides of the nose. It looks extremely scary.

Four sharp fangs, extremely sharp.

The face is covered with obscure black runes, exuding bursts of light.

Two words suddenly popped up in Qin Tian's mind:

Mandrill!

Mandrills are called ghost baboons, they are brave, aggressive and extremely ferocious!

And the aura fluctuations on this mandrill are Rank Three Monster!

run?

Qin Tian immediately denied this idea.

This is a mountain forest, which can be said to be Mandrill's home field. The little skeleton can't outrun him at all.

beat?

This is a fucking Rank Three Monster.

It's a whole level higher than the little skeleton!

how to spell?

Qin Tian's heart has already exploded the anus of that giant rock rhinoceros for eighteen generations.

The red light in Mandrill's eyes flashed, and then he suddenly rushed out.

Qin Tian had no choice but to bite the bullet and direct the little skeleton to fight.

The skeleton figure flashed and stood in front of Qin Tian, ​​thrusting out the cursed spear.

The mandrill reacted extremely quickly, twisted his body to avoid it, and rushed towards the skeleton demon bear on the side.

The arms with astonishing strength pulled the skeleton demon bear's body, exerted great force, and dragged it into bone fragments on the ground.

And the cursed gun of the little skeleton was swept heavily, mixed with the strong power of the dead.

Strange runes lit up on the mandrill's arms, and he raised his arms to block them.

The burst of spiritual energy fluctuations spread, causing those skeleton creatures to take a few steps back.

The little skeleton was also shaken backward by the force of the earthquake.

Then the soul fire became more powerful and rushed out again.

There seemed to be a sneer on the mandrill's terrifying face, and there were bursts of weird sounds coming from his throat.

He pounced suddenly, like a jungle killer hunting his prey.

"Roar--"

The little skeleton opened its mouth, and a soul-shaking sound erupted.

Corpse roar!

Buzz~

The mandrill moved slowly for a moment, as if he was affected.

But with a flash of scarlet light in its eyes, it immediately regained its clarity.

Instant gun!

The little skeleton rushed to the mandrill in an instant, and aimed its cold and cold spear point at the mandrill's chest.

But in the end it only scratched the mandrill's arm.

The power of the curse spreads without leaving a trace.

After the mandrill was injured, he became furious.

Attacking the little skeleton, the attack became more fierce and violent.

When there were two more wounds on its body, the little skeleton was slapped away by his huge palm and rolled around on the ground several times.

Even the cursed spear was snatched away by the mandrill and inserted into a tree trunk in the distance.

Looking at this scene, Qin Tian felt a chill in his heart.

Do you really need to explain this here?

After tearing apart two skeleton soldiers, the mandrill rushed towards the little skeleton.

He could feel that the armored skeleton was the biggest threat.

"Get out of the way!"

Qin Tian shouted anxiously.

But it was simply too late.

As soon as the little skeleton stood up, he was hit by a palm, and the condensed power of the dead collapsed and flew out.

A wide palm print appeared on the hard black scales.

The soul fire in the little skull's eye socket flashed, and it was injured.

The mandrill's palm was wrapped with rich black energy, looking like a ghost exuding an evil aura.

"What kind of monster is this!"

Qin Tian's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his CPU was spinning wildly, thinking of ways to deal with it.

But the mandrill wouldn't give it a chance and attacked the little skeleton again.

"Soul Explosion Technique!"

Qin Tian shouted.

This is the little skeleton’s last trump card!

The little skeleton had just stood up, and the burning of the soul fire suddenly became strong.

The blood spirit bead in his mind was quietly flowing with red luster.

A violent and cold aura suddenly emanated from the little skeleton.

Bang!

The mandrill's fallen palm was held up by the gray-white skeletal palm of the little skeleton.

The little skeleton slowly raised its head and looked at the mandrill.

The mandrill started suddenly.

The blue flames burning in the empty eye sockets, at some point, turned into a strange and bright red!

Bright as blood!

Red as a song!

"Roar!"

The little skeleton opened its mouth, and the howl of its soul erupted fiercely.

The mandrill felt dizzy and was greatly shocked.

The next second.

The tall figure of the mandrill was violently thrown up by the small skeleton and fell to the ground.

Boom.

A deep pit was created in the blink of an eye.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, filling the figure of the small skeleton and the mandrill.

But there was still a fierce collision inside, and waves of fluctuations were heard as the power of the dead and the spiritual power intertwined.

Listening to the sounds of fighting inside, Qin Tian's heart was in his throat.

Rubbing his sweaty palms, he was nervous.

After about tens of seconds, accompanied by a sudden and violent explosion of sound, the mandrill's burly figure was thrown out again.

Qin Tian's eyes narrowed.

The mandrill's hair was stained with large swaths of blood, and one arm was drooped, as if he had lost consciousness.

Then the little skeleton rushed out.

There are many broken marks on the black scales on the body.

But the little skeleton has a powerful momentum, full of unprecedented oppression.

The little skeleton who used the Soul Explosion Technique was able to suppress the Rank Three mandrill that was one level higher than him!

But this is not over yet.

The little skeleton in mid-air suddenly stepped on it and kicked the mandrill down.

Then the skeletal palm stretches out towards the distance.

Whoosh!

The cursed gun was summoned and quickly flew into the hands of the little skeleton.

At this moment, the little skeleton looks like a demon.

The power of the undead burned with the red soul fire, and the rich and ferocious aura shocked the surroundings. There was an inexplicable domineering power that could not be described.

Caused by a spear!

Not a blade of grass grows!

puff!

The tip of the spear pierced the mandrill's chest, condensing all his breath and giving it real death.

"solved?"

The boulder in Qin Tian's heart quietly fell. He breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his palms.

"grumble--"

A piercing scream came from the mandrill's mouth.

It was like a weird explosion of scales, spreading out.

The soul fire of the little skeleton flickered, and the white bones of its feet suddenly stepped down, directly crushing the mandrill's head and ending its roar.

Rank Three mandrill, die!

The soul fire of the little skeleton turned back to a faint blue again, and the ferocious evil spirit and necromantic power emanating from his body dissipated like a tide.

The burning burst of soul fire is still very intense in consumption.

The current little skeleton cannot sustain it for long.

And he was lucky enough to be able to deal with the mandrill.

It will be difficult to activate the second Soul Explosion Technique in a short time.

Just when Qin Tian breathed a sigh of relief, bursts of piercing screams suddenly sounded in the forest.

Those whistling sounds are approaching rapidly from all directions!

The blood on Qin Tian's face disappeared instantly and turned extremely pale.

With trembling lips, he spat out a desperate Chinese quintessence with hatred.

“What the fuck!!”