Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple.

The color of the skeleton soul flame represents the seventh level from low to high, which is the division of its strength.

The powerful racial rank pressure makes the advancement extremely harsh and can only be improved step by step.

Low-level skeletons get high-level soul flames. If they try to absorb them, it is no different from seeking death.

Mo Yu's soul was severely injured and entered the undead world to reorganize it with a skeleton body. The soul strength was the third level, and the deep yellow soul flame was the limit it could barely absorb.

coincide?

Don’t say that this is forbidden, even Mo Yu himself wouldn’t believe it.

What exactly is hidden in the undead world?

Shaking his head and pressing down the rolling thoughts, Mo Yu lowered his head and sucked hard.

call--

The soul flame deep in the skeleton eye socket in the sarcophagus flowed out without any resistance, and drilled into his head along his nostrils.

In the eyes of Mo Yu's skeleton, the soul flames suddenly surged, and the bones around him made a "click" sound.

Withdrawing the fake skeleton king identity, he is just a third-level low-level skeleton, and the soul flames he absorbs are enough to transform the skeleton body.

Bang-

The skeleton in the sarcophagus seemed to be imprisoned for endless years, and the moment the fire of the soul was lost, all the bones were broken into powder.

Mo Yu's mind moved and entered the sarcophagus and lay down on his back. The lid of the coffin closed itself, and the strange runes on the surface lit up again.

In the sarcophagus, the powder broken by the skeleton quickly merged into the skeleton under the guidance of invisible power.

Seven days later.

The sarcophagus rune was extinguished, cracks appeared, and then shattered into countless pieces.

Mo Yu's skeleton body floated in the air, deep yellow soul flames leaped deep in his eye sockets, and his bones turned into a pure white.

His strength has reached the peak of the third level.

Without hesitation, Mo Yu came to the second sarcophagus, put the skeleton's body on his palm, and the sarcophagus rune lights up and slowly opens.

Sure enough, this sarcophagus is also a confined skeleton, and the dark green soul flame shows its peak strength at the fourth level.

It is still the limit that Mo Yu can absorb!

"Boy, it seems that someone has arranged everything for you many years ago!" Although Jin was a joking tone, he could not hide his solemnity.

Even if it is a taboo for him, someone can prepare everything they need for someone in the living world countless years ago.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it!

Mo Yu's soul flame flashed slightly, and a few vague thoughts flashed through him, but he didn't say much.

Although everything is strange at the moment, it does not harm him at all. Why bother to pay too much attention to this?

Since he has prepared so much, he should naturally appear when he knows it.

As soon as he lowered his head and took a deep breath, the dark green soul flame was like a long river, penetrated into the nose of Mo Yu's skeleton.

...

The most undead world is the undead. Even after a fierce war, the city is still not sparse. On the rebuilt long street, low-level undead pass by one after another.

In the highest temple in the city, Mo Liang tasted the carefully brewed wine, and his lips were dyed scarlet.

He seemed calm and comfortable, but the undead who served him could feel the terrifying oppression that emanated from him and made his soul tremble.

The city lord is in a bad mood!

At this time, even the concubine who was most beloved by him did not dare to get close to him.

Bang-

The exquisite wine utensils exploded, and the slightly sweet wine scent floated in the air. It was a luxury to take a breath, but at this moment, no undead dared to breathe, and kneel down at the same time, and his body trembled.

Mo Liang seemed to have not noticed it and murmured to himself, "No, there isn't, my dear brother, where have you hidden? I will find you, sure!"

His narrowed eyes flashed with coldness and unwillingness.

...

The first sarcophagus, the third-level peak skeleton.

The second sarcophagus, the fourth-level peak skeleton.

Then there are the fifth level peak, the sixth level peak, and the fifth sarcophagus and the seventh level peak skeleton!

The deep purple soul flame is deep and boundless like a vast purple sea. Just one glance, consciousness seems to be about to indulge in it.

Standing in front of the sarcophagus, in the eyes of Mo Yu's skeleton, the pure deep blue soul flame was burning quietly. In just one year, he truly possessed the strength of the skeleton king.

This kind of advanced speed is still unimaginable even if you look at the entire undead world!

What's more, his strength improvement is far from over.

call--

As the sound of breathing, the purple soul flame rushed out of the sarcophagus and was absorbed by the skeleton body. The dark blue soul flame in its eyes trembled violently, and countless cracks appeared on the skeleton body. With the continuous sound of "bang", "bang", "bang", and "bang", and bones exploded.

In the seventh level, the promotion of the Skeleton Emperor is extremely dangerous, and the probability of failure under normal conditions is more than 90%.

The strength of Mo Yu's skeleton body is a rocket-like lift, and there is no sufficient accumulation.

This promotion was doomed to fail from the beginning!

The collapse of the skeleton body is the first step to backlash. If nothing unexpected happens, it will break into a piece of bone powder in a very short time. Even if the soul flame is barely preserved, it will be extremely weak.

But at this moment, Mo Yu was not panicked at all.

How could anyone who has the ability to arrange everything at the moment not expect this?

Sure enough, the runes on the surface of the fifth sarcophagus slowly lit up one after another, and the purple soul flame that seemed to be tearing Mo Yu apart suddenly became docile, no longer resisting Mo Yu's absorption, and even took the initiative to help him repair the damage to the skeleton body.

Three months later, when the last ray of purple soul flame was absorbed, Mo Yu's skeleton body soared to ten feet, but after a few breaths, it returned to its original size. Each bone looked like the best gem, crystal clear and warm light.

He took a step forward, lay in the sarcophagus, and with the help of the power of the sarcophagus, he stabilized the power of the Skeleton Emperor.

This process was quite long, and in the quiet underground palace, time quietly passed year after year.

In the fourth year, the fifth sarcophagus trembled and shattered into powder and spilled all over the floor.

Mo Yu's skeleton body appeared again, as if washing away all the prosperity. All the gem-like bones turned into a natural white. The purple soul flame surging like the sea in the eye sockets shrank into two purple round beads, similar to the eyeballs of creatures, and like the purple sun in the sky!

The bone hand is tightly grasped, and the surging power gathers. This powerful feeling is already comparable to the power at the level of the Creation Realm in the Immortal Realm.

Now, there are only the fifth sarcophagus. In the underground palace hall, there are still four remaining sarcophagus that have not been opened.

Even Mo Yu was a little excited and expectant in his heart. What exactly was among these four sarcophagus?

The soul flame jumped slightly, and he came to the sixth sarcophagus and pressed his bone palm on it.

The expected sarcophagus rune did not light up, but instead had a recoil force that shocked him directly.

call--

It was like a gust of wind, and all five sarcophagus that had been broken before were swept away.

On the ground, a formation of ten feet large was exposed, with runes that were extremely small, densely packed like stars in the sky, with a large number of them that could not be counted.
Chapter completed!