Speaking of the so-called thousand-year-old corpse of the Yuhuan Taoist Nun may not necessarily be a thousand years old. For example, Duke George is an old vampire of four or five hundred years old. Beilong thinks that Yuhuan Taoist Nun's concept of thousand-year-old corpse is actually an old wine, and it's enough to have a year, of course the longer the year, the better.

So the question is, what is the situation of the dark elf’s thousand-year-old corpse just now?

To be honest, she should be dead. Even if the Yuhuan Taoist nun is not sure about the year, she can at least distinguish between people and corpses?

But the moment when she opened her white eyes, she was filled with divine light, she didn't look like a thousand-year-old corpse?

The dark elf's thousand-year-old corpse was full of mystery, which made Bei Long puzzled. However, now is not the time to solve the mystery. Last time, the Taoist nun Yuhuan just stepped on a piece of the skeleton altar and attracted the dark elf. What's more, the thousand-year-old corpse just knocked down the entire stone wall with the glance?

When Bei Long grabbed Yuhuan's little Taoist nun and wanted to run away, the dark elf suddenly opened his eyes again.

Last time, she could also say that she was sleepwalking because there was no emotion or turmoil in her eyes, but this time her eyes were full of anger and resentment, as if someone owed her a lot of money and didn't pay it back...

Bei Long thought that her anger and resentment were aimed at him and Yuhuan’s little Taoist nun, but it was not.

The dark elves' white eyes just flashed through them, and did not shoot out white light, nor did they look at them again.

The little Taoist Yuhuan and Bei Long bit their ears: "Don't worry, we pasted the invisibility talisman, she couldn't see us..."

Where did you get such strong confidence? Beilong was also drunk. The dark elves just glanced past them and clearly saw them, but they didn't take them seriously.

In this way, Beilong left without a hurry. He wanted to see what this dark elf was going to do.

At the same time, dark elves have arrived from all directions, including men, women, young and old. However, no matter when men, women, young and old, they will immediately bow to the ground when they wake up when they see the thousand-year-old corpse of the dark elves awake!

They all kept their bows to the ground and dared not move or speak, and could only hear vague sobs.

Bei Long turned around and looked at the Taoist nun Yuhuan. The Taoist nun Yuhuan was staring at the freshness with a confused look on her face.

You are not an old driver at all!

Bei Long gave up on the little Taoist nun Yuhuan. He held the back of her neck and floated quietly to the stone wall. The main reason was that more and more dark elves came, no longer had their place to stand.

Suddenly, a group of dark elves with obvious identities rushed over, all of them were old female elves.

The hair was dry and flax-colored, and the skin faded to brown. The long and pointed ears drooped. The exposed skin on the face was full of wrinkles and spots. There were only a few teeth in the shriveled lips. Not only did they move no longer lightly, but some of them also had to use crutches.

Among them was a dark elf with a charming charm, with the rare plumpness of the dark elf. Although she was wearing a leaf bikini, she wore a small and exquisite crown on her head.

After they arrived, they also fell before the skeleton altar. Only the dark elf wearing a crown bowed three times to the "Thousand-year-old corpse" high above, and stood up and flew to the skeleton altar like a butterfly. She only raised and fell a few lightly in the middle of the journey. The skeleton altar, which was as high as thirty feet, seemed to be unable to feel her weight, and she had already flew to the top of the skeleton altar.

"She is the queen of the dark elves," Yuhuan's little Taoist nun remembered that she was the old Si Ji, and hurriedly gave him some popular science in Beilong's ear: "The dark elves are still an ancient matriarchal clan..."

Seeing the dark elf on the skeleton altar frowned slightly and looked at this side, Bei Long quickly covered her mouth. Yuhuan's little Taoist nun was wide open, but she didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

At this time, the old female elves picked out luminous ores from the surrounding stone walls, and knocked on the two ores, and the ore that would have been luminous increased by a few more brightness. The green light emitted by the knocked ore shines with each other, like a bright light illuminating the cave.

The old female elves chanted in a low voice, just like monks chanting scriptures. Although they couldn't understand what they were singing, they sounded very powerful. Their singing was not loud, but because they were crowded and full of spiritual power, it seemed as if the entire underground world was shocked.

At the same time, all the dark elves who had fallen to the ground raised their heads and lay on the ground and looked up at the top of the skeleton altar.

The deep cave, the green fluorescent lights, and the elves' chanting all make all this look so weird and terrifying.

The little Taoist nun Yuhuan subconsciously squeezed around Beilong, as if she had regarded Beilong as a spiritual support.

Beilong ignored her and just focused on the top of the skeleton altar. After the elegant queen with a half-mile charm flew to the top of the altar, she bowed three times to the "Thousand-year-old corpse".

Then she gently took off her crown with her hands, lowered her head and bowed her back and held the crown over her head with both hands, walked respectfully behind the "Thousand-year-old corpse", carefully put the crown on the "Thousand-year-old corpse", and walked backwards to the edge of the skeleton altar, and knelt down with the old female elves, singing a tune full of spiritual power together.

The "thousand-year-old corpse" maintained her previous posture throughout the whole process, like an elf girl sitting on the skeleton altar with her hands in her knees. However, her shiny white pupils had already covered her anger and resentment. She looked down at countless dark elves with emotion and kindness. It was not until she put on the crown that the elf queen floated down that she finally stood up slowly as if she had completed the coronation ceremony.

Why did the Elf Queen give her the crown? Beilong thought about who is this "thousand-year-old corpse"?

At this time, Belong heard countless dark elves calling her name - His Highness Queen Daphne!

It is obvious that she cannot be the new queen, otherwise she would not be respected and worshipped by all the dark elves.

But even if she was the elf queen hundreds or even a thousand years ago, there was no reason to let the new elf queen give way, especially the old female elves kowtowed hard in tears...

Isn’t it just that to worship God?

The "thousand-year-old corpse" Queen Daphne gently raised her hands, and all the dark elves stopped calling. The sound that was buzzing in the cave like a tsunami stopped abruptly.

"My people," Queen Daphne's voice was as pleasant as a lark: "I, Daphne..."
Chapter completed!