The loft is extremely fast.

Chen Feng held it, only flew for half an hour, and came directly from the center of the dead qi to the edge, and then landed, and then his mind moved, turning the attic into the size of a palm, and included it in the small world of his mind.

Chen Feng summoned the Black Lotus, turned into an ordinary lord-level skeleton, and then flew forward.

After flying for half a day.

Chen Feng came to a mountain, and there happened to be a passage to the underground space nearby.

Take a closer look.

Make sure it's secluded nearby.

Chen Feng plunged into it.

Following the passage, he came to an underground space of about thirty square meters, sat down cross-legged, and then took out forty-nine ink-colored knives from the small world in his consciousness with burning eyes.

The inky knife is placed in the palm of your hand.

There were wisps of chill, and at the edge of the knife, there were wisps of dark gray mist.

At the same time, a stream of information poured out of the knife, down the bone palm, and towards the soul fire in Chen Feng's eyes.

After a little.

Chen Feng was overjoyed in his heart: "Good baby ......"

From the influx of information.

Chen Feng learned that these forty-nine ink-colored knives were indeed mutation-level heaven-level treasures.

It belongs to weapons.

However, it is a weapon of a relatively special type, a weapon of energy type, which can be integrated into the body, similar to the natal weapon in the divine domain, but there are some differences, and it does not need to be cultivated, only need to refine the ink-colored knife with its own energy, and it can be mastered and used.

"Refining?"

Chen Feng thought for a moment, then thought of a possibility, and waved the Death Demon Scythe in his hand.

Suddenly.

A flash of gray flashed.

Ninety-nine demon spirits poured out from the Death Demon Scythe, and then surrounded the mid-air beside Chen Feng.

"Theoretically, as long as it can be refined, then the demon spirit also has its own power, so in other words, the demon spirit can also refine these forty-nine ink-colored knives."

"Give it a try." Chen Feng whispered, his mind moved, and he controlled a demon spirit to come closer, reached out and pinched an ink-colored knife, and then controlled it to pour its own energy into the knife.

Suddenly.

A suction force was born in the knife, absorbing a little of the energy that came in, and it was still absorbing it.

Look at the situation.

Chen Feng was ecstatic in his heart: "You can really absorb ......"

I was a little worried.

Now that he was completely relieved, Chen Feng's mind changed, and forty-eight demon spirits quickly came to the front, each took an ink-colored knife, and then honestly poured his own energy into the ink-colored knife.

The inky knife seemed to breathe, spitting out the energy of the demon spirit.

I watched it for a while.

Chen Feng retracted his gaze and whispered, "At the current speed of absorbing energy, it will take at least five days for these forty-nine demon spirits to completely refine the ink-colored knife......

"I don't know, but how powerful this ink-colored knife is."

"This is a Heaven-level mutation-level treasure."

"It's really exciting."

……

The bones are south of the plain.

There is a mountain, the top of the mountain is extremely high, almost nearly 100 meters, and the area is also very wide, about more than ten miles.

This type of terrain.

It's very rare in the Bone Plain.

The land type of the Bone Plain is mostly plain, and there are some small hills, most of which are about dozens of meters, like this 100-meter-high mountain, there is only one in the entire Skeleton Plain.

This is where the Ghost King's territory is located, called Soul Mountain.

The whole of the Grudge Mountain.

There are buildings made of bones, palaces, and squares, as well as a statue of the Wraith-King himself.

The largest one is in the Hall of Bones.

The Wraith King sat on the Bone Throne, and his mood was extremely excited.

He had been in a state of excitement for a whole day since he returned from death, and this state of excitement had been maintained all day.

All.

It's all because of a sentence that Chen Feng inadvertently left.

He longed to enter Lethe.

Or rather.

This is the most, in the Bone Plains, what the undead lords expect and desire.

……

"Master, it's not good, the brigade of the patrol hall is here."

One of the Soul King's subordinates hurriedly broke in from outside the hall, looking extremely flustered.

He is a zombie leader.

The Resentful Soul King's eyes widened, and he roared angrily: "What a panic, this is a great thing!" ”

"A good thing?" The zombie lord is bored, every time a patrol member arrives.

You're not scared and scared half to death.

How did this become a good thing?

He couldn't figure it out.

The Wraith King shook his head and gave the zombie commander a look that you don't understand, you don't understand, and then ignored the zombie leader.

As soon as his mind moved, he directly looked happy, and floated out of the main hall in the air and came to the main hall square.

This is the way to look up, in the direction of the passage leading to the Lethe.

Saw.

The end of the skyrim.

One after another, like meteors, flew in the air and rushed towards the place where the Resentful Spirit Mountain was.

The number of Huaguang is extremely large, almost more than fifty, and it seems that the momentum is extremely strong, which makes people tremble.

Changed the usual.

The Wraith King had long been scared silly.

This time it was different.

His eyes were full of joy, and his heart became more and more excited, and he even whispered.

"It's not a regular patrol."

"For regular patrols, ten members of the patrol hall are the standard."

"That's more than fifty streamers, which means that at least fifty members of the Patrol Hall have arrived."

"This is definitely the reward that Lord Dragon Soul said."

The Wraith King became more and more excited, and his whole body trembled slightly.

……

More than 50 streamers.

The speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the mid-air of the square where the Wraith King was.

Huaguang paused.

More than fifty attics, hovering in mid-air.

A majestic shout came from inside one of the attics.

"You're the Wraith King?"

"Yes, sir." The Wraith King replied honestly.

"You've been in the dead air with the dragon soul for two days?"

"Yes, sir."

"What's so weird about you getting along?"

"There are no adults."

……

A flurry of inquiries.

The Soul King was confused, what was going on?

Why does it sound like interrogating a prisoner?

It's a pity.

Before he could figure it out, there was already a conclusion in the attic where the question was asked in mid-air.

"Let's do it, it has been determined that the death of the dragon soul was committed by the Resentful Soul King."

"Yes, Deputy Auditor."

The rest of the attics took orders.

Moment.

Gray rays and black rays rose from the various attics, and then turned into skills and bombarded down.

"Bone Spear"

"Energy Ball"

"Toxic Mist"

"Knife gas."

……

These skills have different forms, but their power is extremely terrifying, and these are all second-order skills.

Time.

The entire Resentful Spirit Mountain, it was like an apocalypse.

Energetic.

Deathless.

The loud noise continued.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Look at it all.

The King of Resentful Spirits was full of puzzlement.

What's going on?

What about the reward?

Why is it suddenly going to destroy us?

……

In the entire Resentful Spirit Mountain, there was a crying father and a mother.

The undead lords fled, hid.

Bone buildings, one after the other, fell.

With just three rounds of skill attacks, the entire Grudge Mountain turned into ruins, and all the undead leaders died tragically on the spot.

The Wraith King is no exception.

Facing the second-order commander, and there were more than fifty of them, he didn't have any power to fight back, and he was directly killed on the spot.

After a little.

The entire Resentful Spirit Mountain, this is the calming down.

There are no more skills in the attic.

"Let's go, go back to Lethe."

"Yes......"

The attics, with a flash of brilliance, turned into streamers, and the directions when they came and went flew away.