[System Prompt: Since the task item [Infinity Blue] has been taken out of the designated place by non-player forces, the battlefield is about to end in ten minutes, if no player on either side is eliminated, all existing players will be forcibly teleported away from the battlefield, and the winner of this game will be judged as a draw. 】

A prompt sounded in Jiang Ling's mind, announcing that this relatively long battlefield was nearing the end.

Jiang Ling couldn't help but be distracted, but in fact, his spiritual power was close to running out, so the thorn entanglement couldn't help but stop, and the thorn vine built by the spiritual power dissipated.

And the ghost heart, which had been entangled by several thorn vines for a long time, had no movement at all a few seconds ago.

Due to the excessive wear and tear and physical and mental exhaustion, Jiang Ling's body shook a little, and Zixi on the side hurriedly came over to support Jiang Ling.

Cha Yu stared at the motionless ghost heart for a moment as vigilantly as an eagle, and then cautiously walked closer, stretched out his remaining arm, and probed the ghost heart's snort.

Then Cha Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, at least at this time, the ghost heart had no breath and heartbeat.

After thinking for a while, Cha Yu's eyes were cold, he stretched out his hand to pinch the neck of the ghost heart, and suddenly twisted it, with a crisp sound, the boy's head fell weakly to the side, so Cha Yu was still not at ease, afraid that he would not let this necromancer die, and a slap slapped on his heavenly spirit cover, and the little boy's forehead sank into a piece.

Only then did Cha Yu stand up and exhale tiredly.

Seeing this, Jiang Ling and the others couldn't help but let go of their tense nerves, although the ghost heart used the body of a little boy, but its dark techniques and terrifying combat power were really terrifying.

Almost unreasonably summoned several necromancers who were in transit at the same time to kill the Quartet, and the necromancer of King Wu of Liang who was finally summoned couldn't help but be shocked by his strength, and regretted that his hero was alive, but his soul was still tortured.

But fortunately, everyone worked together, and finally strangled this living Hades-like necromancer here, and sacrificed the soul of King Wu of Liang.

It's just that the price to pay is really unacceptable.

At this time, the ground was already charred and black, dead bodies were strewn, and blood was spilled on the ground.

Of the more than 20 people brought by the Iron Blood Castle, in the end, only Cha Yu and Fu Yibiao and two ordinary disciples survived, and the rest all died tragically, some were killed by Ouyang Chengyi, and most of the rest died in the hands of the ghost heart, and many people were also eroded by the dead air, and the corpses were black and miserable.

And the Cloud God Sect, which was the first to leave, also left the lives and even souls of two disciples here forever, and there was also a disciple named Ji Fengyuan who was frightened by the ghost heart and went crazy, even after being cured, I am afraid that it will greatly affect his cultivation path.

As for Zuihualou, no one died, but Hua Ming and Yilan Yifeng were all exhausted of spiritual power and seriously injured, and the rest such as An Yifei and others were also injured.

An hour ago, no one could have predicted such an outcome.

Everyone came just for a piece of infinite blue that could benefit the spirit master a lot, and the high-spirited disciples thought that they could win the treasure, but in the end they ushered in a premeditated necromancer.

Heavy casualties.

No one cheered for victory, only heavy gasps and a few endured whimpering.

Cha Yu, who had a broken arm, glanced at Hua Ming, then at Jiang Ling, then nodded to him slightly, and then walked to Fu Yibiao's side. The arrogant and domineering Fu Yibiao also quieted down at this time, a little depressed, and a little sad looking around.

Jiang Ling slowly straightened up, nodded to Zi Xi in thanks, and then walked to Hua Ming's side with Zi Xi.

Hua Ming's face was full of pear blossoms and rain, looking at the young ranger in his arms.

At this time, Hua Ming's lips were a little chapped, and she really couldn't use a trace of spiritual power to help Su Zhengxing force out the dead qi that invaded his body.

Looking at Su Zhengxing's weak and painful face, and the black dead qi in his chest that was still slowly spreading, Hua Ming did not hesitate, and said without looking back: "Yifei, go and bring me the Netherstone on Ouyang Chengyi's body." ”

An Yifei was stunned when he heard this, and wondered: "Why?" ”

Hua Ming said: "At present, the only way to use the power of the Nether Stone is to stop the spread of the dead qi on his body. ”

An Yifei and Jiang Ling were both a little surprised, An Yifei hurriedly said: "But Master, if you use the Nether Stone, you may also be eroded by the dead qi in it, and your strength is damaged now..."

"There's no other way, go!" Hua Ming snorted.

An Yifei was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, turned around and ran to Ouyang Chengyi's corpse, and retrieved the egg-sized stone, which was full of dark aura.

"Uncle Shi." Lan Anqi also walked over with a weak body and glanced at Hua Ming, but seeing the tears in the corners of Hua Ming's eyes and the resoluteness in her eyes, Lan Anqi stopped her words of persuasion, just sighed lightly and said, "Be careful." ”

Hua Ming nodded and took the Nether Stone.

This Netherworld Stone has the effect of turning the user's spiritual power into dead energy, and Ouyang Chengyi's power has greatly increased because of using it. But this thing is not a treasure, but a forbidden weapon, because when using it, the user himself will be corrupted by the death qi, and finally become inhuman and ghostly.

It can only be used best in the hands of a necromancer, otherwise others can only hold a double-edged sword that harms others and themselves.

Hua Ming thought that even if she died, she would not touch such a self-digging thing, but at this time, if she wanted to save Su Zhengxing, she had no choice.

She didn't have enough spiritual power to suppress the dead qi in Su Zhengxing's body, and the dead qi contaminated by Su Zhengxing's body at this time was a counterattack blow from the ghost heart before he died, but it was much purer than the dead qi on Ji Fengyuan's body at that time, and it was very difficult to fight with spiritual power alone.

Only by using the power of the Nether Stone to extradite the dead qi in Su Zhengxing's body can there be a glimmer of life.

Hua Ming asked for a positive pill from Lan Anqi, put it in his mouth again and chewed it, and then fed it to Su Zhengxing's mouth.

Even when Su Zhengxing was almost dying, he smirked because of this, and then he saw Hua Ming's eyes, although he didn't know what she was going to do, he still sensed that something was wrong, hurriedly put away his smile, and said with great difficulty: "Don't force it..."

Hua Ming said softly: "It's okay. ”

Saying that, Hua Ming motioned to a few people around her to step back, and then began to use the Nether Stone to attract the dead qi in Su Zhengxing's chest, or simply put, it was to use the Nether Stone to suck the dead qi back, in fact, the principle and application of this are very complicated, and Hua Ming controlled the Nether Stone for the first time, so she was naturally not proficient.

If it was when Hua Ming's spiritual power was abundant before, it was possible to keep it from being eroded when using the Nether Stone, but at this time, Hua Ming's spiritual power had been exhausted, and where was there still the dead air of the other party's backlash, everyone directly did not work for a moment, and Hua Ming's left hand holding the stone began to become dark.

"This..."Yao Baifeng's eyes trembled, he was very worried, and he couldn't help but nervously grab Lan Anqi's arm beside him.

Lan Anqi patted Yao Baifeng lightly to show comfort, but in fact, Lan Anqi was also very worried.

You must know that not long ago, Cha Yu cut off his arm in order to stop the spread of dead air! At this time, Hua Ming, in order to heal Su Zhengxing's injuries, was so desperate for her life.

Jiang Ling was also a little anxious when he saw this, although he was just a player, but after all, he had fought side by side with Hua Minglan Anqi and others, and he had a good impression of them, even if his game ended in a draw, he didn't want this script to end in tragedy.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling couldn't help but look back, after all, the green-robed player hadn't been killed, he was just hiding, at this time, Infinite Bi had been taken out of the town by Li Angelica, and the battlefield was about to end, if he didn't come out again, he would have no chance to win or lose.

Unless he's willing to settle for a draw.

"It doesn't feel like you're the kind of person who is willing to accept a draw." Jiang Ling muttered to himself.

And behind a wall a few hundred meters away, Chu Ci was hiding here, and at this time, his face was cold, and he slowly pulled out a blood-stained knife.

This knife was drawn from the back of Shen Mo's heart.

Shen Mo turned his head with difficulty, looking at Chu Ci who attacked him in shock, weakness with surprise and anger, and said, "You dare to kill me..."

"At this time, if you don't want to accompany me, you won't have a chance." Chu Ci looked at the woman coldly and said indifferently: "Then what's the use of leaving you." ”

"It's big... Shen Mo covered her heart, but she couldn't stop her blood from flowing out quickly, she spit out a mouthful of blood, and then gritted her teeth and said: "You are highly poisonous, if I die..."

"Do you really think I'm going to care about the toxin?" Chu Ci shook his head, and then suddenly his mind moved, and his mind turned into a sword, giving the commander of the dead soldiers of the palace a fatal blow.

Shen Mo stared at her eyes and fell to the ground, she didn't expect that she would be stabbed into the heart from behind, and she didn't think how vicious the person behind her was.

Chu Ci casually took off Shen Mo's mask, and underneath it was an ordinary face.

Chu Ci said to himself expressionlessly: "You look so ordinary, what kind of mask do you wear." Then Chu Ci reached into Shen Mo's clothes and groped for it.

After a while, Chu Ci took out a Qiankun bag, weighed it in his hand, glanced at the contents of it, and then took it into his arms with satisfaction, it seemed that Shen Mo, who was the commander of the dead soldiers of the palace, also brought some good things with him.

Then Chu Ci looked through a small hole in the wall in front of him at the place where Jiang Ling was in the distance, although it was a little blurry because the distance was too far, he still stared at the back, and said to himself coldly: "Why does this end up again, I hate a draw." ”

Chu Ci clenched his fists, but he knew that if he made a move at this time, the chance of winning was very low, if Shen Mo had made a move with him just now, he would have a great chance of succeeding in a surprise attack while the people in Drunken Flower Tower and Iron Blood Castle were exhausted.

But the bitch refused, so she died.

Chu Ci thought of the anger on his face, leaned down again, and rubbed it rough in the seductive place on Shen Mo's chest.

The next moment, he stood up again and stomped Shen Mo's head into the ground with a slam kick.

After such a toss, he vented his dissatisfaction, stood up straight, straightened his collar with both hands, patted the dust on his sleeve, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He sneered: "It doesn't matter, we are destined to meet again, many times, and there will be no more draws." ”