The blue wolf roared, and threw the female necromancer directly to the ground, although it was composed of spiritual power, its wolf teeth were also very sharp, tearing the body of the necromancer.

The necronomicon hissed, and stabbed the wolf in the neck with both palms, then crushed the wolf to pieces.

Although this blue wolf has caused a lot of damage, it is still difficult to directly kill the necromancers in this land.

However, Fu Yibiao's move this time was indeed unexpected enough, and the two members of the Iron Blood Castle who saw this scene couldn't help but be shocked, although this young castle master Fu Yibiao is a real strength in the middle of the earth, but this young castle master has been pampered since he was a child, where has he trained hard.

It's just that his father Fu Haoqiang himself has a good strength, and no matter how pampered he is, he can give some guidance, and the Iron Blood Castle also cherishes some elixirs, which brought him to the middle realm of the earth transfer, in fact, the weak combat power is similar to the large number of earth transfer realms, and the level of spiritual release can be said to be unbearable to look at directly.

The Void Spirit Blue Wolf Decision that Fu Haoqiang found can be regarded as a superior spell, and everyone privately said that the good exercises were ruined by Fu Yibiao.

Unexpectedly, in the midst of danger, Fu Yibiao actually burst out of spiritual power and summoned a blue wolf, and its strength level completely reached the level of the middle realm of the earth, and even the elite level of the middle realm of the earth.

However, it didn't do much.

The necromancer's shoulder was broken, and his left arm was severely wounded by the wolf, but now he stood up again, his eyes glaring.

Fu Yibiao released too much mana in a hurry, his face was pale for a while, he glanced at Uncle Wang's corpse, and was stunned for a while.

At this moment, Hua Ming and the others came back.

Yao Baifeng was still muttering angrily: "This Iron Blood Castle is really a crime that deserves death, this matter must be reported to the sect and let them pay the price for the Iron Blood Castle." ”

At this time, Hua Ming's complexion changed suddenly, and she saw the scene in the field, and suddenly exclaimed: "Something happened!" ”

"What's wrong?" Lan Anqi also instantly realized that Hua Ming's tone was not good.

And Hua Ming quickly took a step forward and had already rushed out.

Lan Anqi and Yao Baifeng glanced at each other, and quickly rushed up, and Jiang Ling and Satomi Sakura naturally followed quickly.

After running a few steps away, Satomi Sakura saw the scene in the field and wondered, "What's going on!?" How did so many people die and who is that boy!? ”

Jiang Ling looked at the little boy and recognized at a glance that it was the little boy led by Ouyang Chengyi before, so he was naturally shocked and muttered, "There should be a change." ”

Hua Ming took a few steps to get closer, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise, she looked at the boy, felt his cold and dead air, and asked, "Who are you?" The disciple of the Cloud God Sect died violently before, was it your hand! ”

The little boy just turned around slowly, looking at Hua Ming with an expressionless face, and after a moment, the corners of his mouth floated a strange arc.

From his appearance to the present, the first time he spoke, he only heard a hoarse and slightly immature voice sound: "What a handsome girl, and her spiritual power is so abundant." ”

His voice is very strange, obviously a young child's voice, but it has a gloomy feeling of vicissitudes, and what is hidden in this strange voice seems to be the greed of gluttony to see food.

Hua Ming's eyes flashed, and she scolded, "Who are you?!" ”

Cha Yu took a gap in the confrontation with Ouyang Chengyi and shouted: "He is a necromancer!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Hua Ming's ears were like thunder, her pupils dilated, and she exclaimed, "What!?" ”

Lan Anqi and Yao Baifeng also came closer, and their faces couldn't help but change in shock, Lan Anqi said, "How is it possible! ”

Looking at the little boy, Hua Ming confirmed in a moment that what Cha Yu said was true, and also knew the seriousness of the matter, and quickly said: "Li Ye, quickly go to the nearest divine court to report!" ”

Li Ye didn't dare to delay, turned around and left.

The little boy sneered, "It's too late, today, this place will become a purgatory." ”

Hua Ming glanced at the field, at this time there were ten dead bodies of the people in the Iron Blood Castle on the ground, only three of them stood in front of Fu Yibiao and barely held on, and Cha Yu and Ouyang Chengyi fought and couldn't pull away at all.

"What to do!?" Yao Baifeng also had no idea at this time, after all, her knowledge of necromancers was limited to books, and she knew that this was a synonym for blood and darkness, and it itself carried the smell of fear, which made people shudder.

Hua Ming stared at the boy and gritted her teeth: "Necromancer, he is the scum among the spirit masters, the shame of the spirit master, and the unforgivable sin of the spirit world!" Everybody gets it! ”

There are four mainstream cultivation methods in the world, spiritual law and martial arts, and each person takes their own path according to their different talents and potentials. The Lingyuan Continent is the place of origin of the spirit master, and it is naturally the most prosperous continent for spirit arts, and there are many spirit practitioners, but among these cultivators, there is an outlier like necromancer.

Originally, the matter of the spirit master using the remnant soul of the ancients to do martial spirit warfare was debated by other practitioners, and some people often thought that this was a thing that violated human morality, and this statement has not stopped since ancient times, and the appearance of the necromancer has greatly affected the view of the outside world on the spirit master, so the necromancer is not only shouted and beaten by everyone, but also by the great hatred of fellow spirit master practitioners.

This is why even Cha Yu, who is obedient and unscrupulous in doing things, is so unbearable, willing to fight to the death, and firmly believes that as long as Hua Ming knows the truth, he will definitely abandon his previous suspicions and help him.

After all, some things are because of interests, and some things are because of principles and bottom lines.

Although Hua Ming knew that the other party's strength was good and should be above herself, she didn't want to run away directly, but wanted to kill this scum here.

"Yao Baifeng and Lan Anqi follow me, be careful, Die'er Zixi will take care of Yifei, don't get too close." Hua Ming arranged it like this, but she didn't hesitate too much before she made up her mind to give it a go, and then she said, "Junior Brother Jiang and Sister Ying went to help Cha Yu deal with Ouyang Chengyi, so be careful." ”

If he can defeat Ouyang Chengyi first and let Cha Yu free his hand, Hua Ming will have a better chance of joining forces with him to deal with this necromancer.

Hua Ming saw that the disciples of the Iron Blood Castle still couldn't support it and were about to die, so she didn't wait any longer, and flew up directly, the cyan wide-sleeved fairy skirt swayed in the wind, and her hands flipped with her figure, and suddenly the seven-colored petals appeared out of thin air, and the flowers and rain were scattered, and there was a hidden killing intent in the gorgeousness, enveloping the boy.

The boy chuckled, didn't seem to be a little afraid, looked at the colorful petals indifferently, and said, "Good means, the last time I saw the flower rain in the Drunken Flower Building, it seems to be a matter of thirty years, right?" ”

"Thirty years ago?" Hua Ming frowned, suddenly remembered something, and read: "It turns out that that thing is true!" ”

"Oh? Looking at his young age, he actually knew what happened thirty years ago. The little boy replied in a distinctively complex voice, and waved his hand, and another necromancer appeared beside him.

It was a middle-aged man in a gray robe, his spirit body was solid, his eyes were shining, his face was stiff, and he began to wave his sleeves to resist the rain of flowers.

The boy continued: "I can't remember exactly how many years, I've been locked up for too long. ”

Hua Ming remembered a story, a story she had heard when she was very young.

The story goes like this, it is rumored that there is a small town that inexplicably began to die for a certain period of time, and two or three people disappeared every day, naturally it was panicked within a few days, and then there were rumors that the town began to be haunted, and the local government also checked for a few days and couldn't find out why, and many people began to prepare to move out of the town.

Later, it was said that a prince came to the town in person to investigate the matter, but after half a day, it was confirmed that this time the incident was because a necromancer came to the town and used the people in the town as an experiment to practice his evil spiritual art of sacrificing souls.

The prince himself has a good strength, and he also brought several masters with him to attack together and kill the remaining necromancer directly.

But the prince was also severely injured because of this, and died soon after.

After all, it was a story thirty years ago, and it only happened in a border town, so it was not widely circulated, and even most people regarded it as a fictional story.

But seeing this little boy here today, Hua Ming instantly realized that this story was not made up, let alone nonsense.

It turns out that the town in the story is Qianfeng Town, and that prince is King Wu of Liang!

"I didn't expect King Wu of Liang to be able to kill you completely!" Hua Ming stared at the little boy.

The little boy shrouded in black mist slowly spoke: "That short-lived prince has always hidden his strength to cultivate, but in the end, because of me, he came to such a broken town and sealed me in his tomb at the cost of his life, until today. Fortunately, the so-called heavenly principles are not tolerated and are just frightening, and today I finally see the light of day again. ”

Hua Ming confirmed the matter from his words, remembering that this person had once practiced necromancy with the lives of innocent villagers, and immediately became even more disgusted, and waved his hand to make the flower rain swell again like a wave, hitting the boy.

The little boy's dim face had no expression on it, he just waved his hand again, and another necromancer in the shape of an old man appeared, beside him to fight against the flower rain.

Although these two are still in the upper realm of the earth, it is still shocking enough to summon two necromancers in the middle realm and four in the upper realm with the power of one person.

The little boy continued: "Back then, I saw that the art of necromancy was about to be completed, and I even touched the threshold of the Xuanji, but I was mistaken by the prince who was obscure for thirty years. ”

Hua Ming said hatefully: "Necromancer, hurt the heavens and reason, violate the rules maintained by the gods, no matter what year it is, you will be hunted down endlessly!" This is the default rule of the cultivation world, and it is God's will! ”

Here, Yao Baifeng and Lan Anqi also made a bold move, one summoned Lan Ye like a sword and stabbed at the little boy, and the other summoned a white lily swaying, emitting a dazzling petal.

"God's will?" Under the shocked gaze of everyone, the little boy slowly raised his hand again, and another necromancer appeared beside him, directly resisting the joint attack of Lan Anqi and Yao Baifeng. And the little boy sneered again: "'The gods are hidden, the sky is open, and the heavenly walkers patrol the four seas. The gods are gone, and there is still talk of the will of God. As for you rigid people who claim to be righteous, as long as I am strong enough, who can and dare to hunt me down! ”

The little boy stood in the middle of the three dead spirits, entangled in the darkness of death, his eyes palpitating with coldness, as if Hades were alive.