The First Heir

As flames appeared, countless figures were reduced to ashes.

At first glance, these figures looked like pygmies, but then everyone could see their shadows getting bigger.

As illuminating stones glowed, a burst of exclamation was heard. “The Deadly Army!”

Jagoan’s Frosty Flame made the shadows afraid to touch him, but he saw the shadow that Oberon had just killed emerging from the ground again.

For a moment, he also felt the anomaly of the Deadly Army.

What was the power that brought them back to life?

Before Jagoan could think about it, two white figures wrapped in white gauze like a mummy appeared, attacking him at this time.

Jagoan clearly felt that they were different from the other figures around them. He punched the two of them and quickly separated again. He also found that the eyes of the two white mummies were still bright.

The two figures yelled

lips disdainfully. His Frosty Flame appeared and blasted at the

energy suddenly emerged from the mummies and hit the Frosty Flame. There were no collisions,

moment the death energy touched the Frosty Flame, the latter was

did not expect this outcome at

the death energy spread, the surrounding soldiers of the Deadly Army increased their fighting power by

came into contact with the death energy would lose their

oftoo much contact with this death energy. After a while, the person who just died turned into a member

at the death energy spreading around him, he knew that the source was

Jagoan’s hand, and two streams of sword energy blasted toward

and rushed toward Jagoan without qualms. Countless sword energy penetrated their bodies, but

Jagoan frowned. Countless splitting sword intent appeared in his mind, and