Just as Zia's feet were about to step into the mouth of the pitch-black hole, he didn't notice at all that the pale and thin face of the old necromancer who was dozens of feet away from him showed an eerie sneer at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that the old necromancer has never noticed Zia, who is about to escape from the small magic teleportation array, which gives Zia a great illusion.

It was also this illusion that made Zia, who had always been scared, breathe a sigh of relief after the teleportation cave entrance was completely stabilized, and just as he was about to step into the cave, beside him, a gray-white dim light lit up, and a streamer of lightning swept through his throat.

"Uh" Zia, whose eyes widened in horror, only let out a strange syllable, and his remaining left hand covered his throat that had been slashed, and several thin blood lines shot out from between his fingers, blooming like a blood mist in the near distance, shining with an unusually bewitching blood light.

Just beside Zia, a petite and graceful figure gradually became thick from light to thick. Shanna had a coquettish smile on her face, staring at the blood spurting from Zia's throat to form a bloodflower with a few traces of blazing ** in Shanna's eyes. To be able to see such a beautiful blood flower blooming, it was not in vain that she had been hiding beside her for such a while.

In Shanna's pale and delicate right hand, the blade of a sharp scimitar was shining with gray-white light, and a few drops of red blood were slowly dripping from the tip of the knife that was tilted downward. It was this strangely shaped scimitar that cut Zia's throat. The conspicuous grayish-white sheen also indicated that this was no ordinary scimitar.

The horror and despair in Zia's eyes fading, and his body was slowly falling. Shanna reached out with her left hand and grabbed Zia's body, her outstretched pink tongue, licked the corners of her mouth, staring at Zia's body, her eyes revealing more and more joy and longing.

You know, for a necromancer, the body of a great monk is also a very rare and precious material.

Not far away, the hoarse and muffled laughter of the old man of the necromancer came: "Hehe, Shanna, you did a good job! This great monk's body is your reward. I guess you'll soon have another nice demon slave. With these space stones, remember to keep this space passage, I guess this is directly teleported to the gathering point of the Church of Light. Such a good opportunity for us to send a good gift to those old friends of the Church of Light. Hope they'll like it. Hey, hey, hey......"

As he spoke, the old necromancer raised his hand, and several spars flew over. But as soon as the spar made a move, before it could fly a few feet away, the old wizard's laughter suddenly stopped, and turned into a loud shout: "Stop it!" ”

Shanna had just put away her scimitar and was about to use her right hand to catch the thrown hedrons, but she was suddenly startled by the sudden loud shouts of the wizard old man.

An afterimage suddenly appeared in mid-air, and a thing that could barely be seen to be round was flying a few feet sideways at a rapid speed, just enough to stop the flying spar, and then without pause, it shot directly towards the dark space hole beside Shana.

As soon as the old wizard's shouting came out, his subordinates didn't stop, and a pitch-black bone staff suddenly appeared in his hand, just with a wave, and several strange syllables quickly spat out from his mouth at the same time.

Shanna had just reacted, and hurriedly flashed her scimitar that shone with gray light again, slashing at the round object that was about to shoot in front of her.

Before the scimitar touched the round object, a black light had already appeared behind Shanna, and then the black light shone, instantly forming a large net woven by wisps of black qi, opening up and intercepting Shanna's back. The old man of the necromancer not far away showed a solemn look on his face, and the black bone staff in his hand pointed forward, controlling the opening of the black qi net from afar, and his body was already rushing forward at high speed, after all, the distance was too far, and the casting and manipulation of magic would always be more difficult.

With a crisp sound, the scimitar slashed at the round object that shot out, Shanna was shocked, and only felt an irresistible force on her right hand, and the scimitar that was shocked flew back upside down, narrowly brushed the side of Shana's face, and flew over with a whoosh, and then was stopped by the black gas net that opened behind Shana, and was directly glued to the net by the black gas net.

The round object slashed by the scimitar seemed to slow down slightly, and then regained its forward speed. Before Shanna could react, the round object had already flown past her. But Shanna had seen clearly in a moment that the round object was a jar with a jade-colored sheen.

The panacea jar that shot forward directly hit the black gas net behind Shana, and the black gas net immediately became deeply concave, and the surrounding black qi began to quickly converge towards the center of the concave. The fierce momentum of the Ten Thousand Medicine Spirit Jar only pulled the black qi net back again and again to a sharp cone angle, but it was unable to break through the interception of the black qi net. It can be seen that the tenacity and difficulty of this black gas net.

Han Feng in the spirit jar has already used his strength to eat. The light green soul flame shone like a raging flame. Han Feng, who had just mastered the use of the Ten Thousand Medicine Spirit Jar, was unable to exert the power of the Spirit Jar at all because the level of his soul was too low, and the level of the magic weapon of the Ten Thousand Medicine Spirit Jar was too high.

was actually stopped by a big net of black qi, and Han Feng was almost so angry that he vomited blood. Seeing that the entrance of the pitch-black space is in front of you, and the distance is only a few feet, this is the best chance to escape. Han Feng finally went berserk, and the already shining and abnormal soul fire suddenly burst even more wildly, and a trace of white qi rose above the pale green soul. Han Feng is about to start working hard.

The power of the forward rush of the Ten Thousand Medicine Spirit Jar has been greatly improved, and the Cheng dù of the concave black qi net has become more and more strict. With the soft sound of "boom", first one, then several, the black gas silk threads on the big net finally began to break under the stretching of the boundary.

In the end, with a cracking sound, the black gas net was concave to the bottom, and finally couldn't stop the Ten Thousand Medicine Spirit Jar that rushed forward frantically, and directly cracked a big hole.

As the black gas net was torn, a flash of black gas flashed on the face of the old man who was rushing over, and his anger appeared, his small eyes were bright, and the bone staff in his hand waved violently.

Han Feng, who broke through the net, was overjoyed, the dark space hole was already close in front of him, and the speed of the medicine jar was increasing again, and he was about to rush into the hole.

At this moment, Han Feng clearly sensed that it seemed that an invisible huge force was directly pressing on the entrance of the pitch-black space. The spatial opening, which was originally very stable, began to twist and fluctuate slightly.

The already pale color of the old necromancer's thin face was even whiter at this time, and there were already black meridians bursting on his forehead, obviously this kind of magic cast made the powerful necromancer old man feel quite difficult.

The pitch-black spatial hole in front of him had obviously been disturbed, and if someone else knew that this unstable spatial teleportation channel was very dangerous. A bad one, the person or object that enters it will almost always end up in pieces.

It was this effect that the old man of the necromancer wanted, as long as the jar did not dare to enter this extremely unstable spatial channel, his goal would be achieved, and with his speed, he would be able to rush to it almost in two breaths.

But the old man of the necromancer miscalculated, and the Ten Thousand Medicine Spirit Jar controlled by Han Feng did not hesitate to rush directly into the spatial hole that was twisting and fluctuating.

"Boom!" The violent space collided violently. A violent spatial shock swept in all directions.