After the Demon Cage Array on his head was attacked by the Formation Breaking Pestle, he quickly began to recover, and those hideous drum tower skulls reappeared.

"You, how did you do it. ”

Zheng Ming ignored him and continued to walk behind him.

It didn't take long for the Demon Sea to be enveloped in a thick black gas, and there was a scream.

"Elven Son?"

The palace master squinted his eyes slightly, unable to see what the expression was.

But Zheng Ming ignored it and continued to move forward.

"Isn't it too arrogant for you to kill my right-hand man in front of me? ”

I saw the palace master wave one arm, and a gust of wind suddenly appeared around him.

The black gas was not affected in any way.

The screams continued, and Zheng Ming was still moving forward.

Feeling that the position he had reached was almost there, he saw Zheng Ming raise his head.

Those strange eyes made the palace master stunned, and his reaction was the same as that of anyone who had seen these eyes before.

"Can you not be so noisy. After Zheng Ming stood still, he just plucked out his ears, and didn't seem to care about the palace master's opinion at all, his focus was instead, he felt that the person in front of him was too noisy.

His current state was sometimes sober and sometimes dazed, and there was no way to hear the sound so far away, but looking at the palace master's mouth swinging up and down, he must be saying something.

"You're the most arrogant elf I've ever seen in years. ”

The palace master's eyes finally changed a little, and he couldn't see his emotions from the beginning, and became a little angry.

Zheng Ming just continued to look indifferently, he didn't need to answer these questions, compared to these, he valued the initiative he had now.

These demons didn't know what was going on inside, although they could guess a little, as long as they didn't know that Yu Yang was dead, they wouldn't easily start killing him.

Zheng Ming rushed over like demons for the first time.

"What!"

The palace master was also shocked, did this person want to die? Dare to take the initiative to rush up.

The black armor on his body flickered with cold light, and a powerful coercion erupted the moment Zheng Ming left.

Zheng Ming could feel that, plus the palace master at the front, there were still three fifth-order masters among these demons, and the rest of the demons were all second-order to third-order strengths. In the final analysis, the Demon Tai Palace is just a small branch of the Demon Clan, and the three fifth-order are already very objective combat power.

He didn't have to think about it, and rushed directly into the weak demon crowd.

The black qi behind him was connected to the armor on his body, and because he was moving at a high speed, the black qi quickly enveloped in the air.

For a moment, the black fog completely covered the area, and it was impossible to see the situation inside.

All you can hear is screaming from inside.

Zheng Ming's hands were only condensed with two strands of magic power at first, and in less than three seconds, the two strands of magic power turned into two daggers, which were also covered with a thick black gas.

Originally, it was a fighter parrying, but after the two daggers appeared, they turned into cold light, constantly harvesting the lives of these demons.

He did this with two ideas.

First, it was impossible for them to talk about it in the first place, and when they saw him come out of the city alone, it wouldn't take long for these demons to react, and then there would be no initiative at all.

Second, if he is with these low-level demons, he can also reduce the attack frequency and attack range of high-level enemies.

The killing continued, and faintly he heard a murmur that sounded like a chant.

Really!

Among the three fifth-order masters, one of them was a fifth-order mage, and when he first sensed him, he saw that he was wearing a black robe with a skull printed on his clothes.

The sound of this obscure chant sounded and he unconsciously felt a pang of disgust.

What level of magic is this?

At this time, Zheng Ming did have such doubts.

Then watching more and more demons hug into the black qi, Zheng Ming's movements did not stop, gritted his teeth, and began to repeat the chant in his mouth.

The screams after the killing, accompanied by two chantings, one back and one back, constantly echoed in this space.

As he had previously thought, the enemy would not use a wide range of magic in such a situation, which had already reduced the probability of using high-level magic.

He had to gamble that the magic cast by the other party was low-level magic.

When he also started to chant, the fifth-order mage was stunned for a moment, and then thought of the scene in the Demon Sea before, although he was surprised in his heart, he gradually increased the speed of his chanting.

However, he is fast, and Zheng Ming is also fast.

The chanting sound was getting faster and faster, the two daggers in Zheng Ming's hands were getting faster and faster, and the screams coming from the black gas were becoming more and more frequent.

Zheng Ming didn't know when this chanting would stop, he only felt that the magic in his body was passing quickly, he was a little anxious, and he began to doubt his judgment.

Could it be that the fifth-order mage didn't care about the life and death of these demons?

He could only feel now that as the chanting continued, a new kind of magic was constantly growing in his body, and these magic seemed to be connected to an evil space in the dark.

Just as he began to doubt, the other party's chanting stopped abruptly.

A magic circle of nearly thirty meters suddenly appeared on the ground, and the lines on the circle were black, and the gas that came out of those lines was also black.

These black gases are different from Zheng Ming's black gas, Zheng Ming's black qi gives people a feeling of purity and a powerful repair force, while the black qi on the formation makes people feel evil just like the space they felt before.

Then, he saw that a shadow suddenly appeared in the center of the formation, like a man riding a horse, and then more and more, until a hundred such figures appeared, and then stopped.

The formation disappeared, and the black qi on it didn't know if it had disappeared or merged into the surrounding environment, and those figures gradually appeared in their original form.

That's the Skeleton Knight!

Zheng Ming had seen this kind of magic in the ancient books of the elven race, and he had also heard about this magic in novels from another world.

It's necromancy!

Shocked, those skeleton knights didn't care what Zheng Ming thought, from the demon crowd on horseback, each knight carried a bone spear in his hand.

After these skeleton knights left, the demons quickly retreated, and outside the range of black qi, the voice of the fifth-order mage sounded, "Elf Holy Son, this is our ancient magic, and now it can be regarded as attaching to your identity when it is used against you, although it is only fourth-order, but its power can't even be done by some fifth-order magic." ”

After the demons retreated, these knights had no obstacles, and they moved forward faster, enveloping Zheng Ming in a matter of seconds.

But at this time, Zheng Ming's chanting suddenly stopped.

I saw him look around excitedly.

Sure enough, a magic circle of the same thirty meters appeared around, and that kind of evil power made people chill.