The fist shattered bones, this was already the dozens of skeletons that Qin Keyan didn't know to kill. Thanks to them, Qin Keyan was forcibly promoted to another five levels.

Moreover, on the list of combat skills, several vague words are about to emerge. Obviously, killing skeletons, Qin Keyan was already about to reach the level of the combat skill of being as fast as the wind.

And now, Qin Keyan still hasn't found the slightest clue about the necromantic rift. It's as if it doesn't exist.

"When is this horse going to be a head?"

As he spoke, the mountain burst, the return wind, the bite, the fish jump, and the whale crash instinctively came towards the skeleton rushing towards him.

", you!"

Treat the skull as a soccer ball and kick it away.

This can also be regarded as a way for Qin Keyan to vent his frustration. Otherwise, if you keep repeating one thing, you can't hang up like in the game, and sooner or later you will go crazy.

Clear, turn, clean again, turn again. Qin Keyan felt that he was more regular than a robot now, and he was like a humanoid self-propelled cleaning machine here.

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Huge underground passages, the most central underneath. A white skeleton was put together to form a tall throne.

The throne was nearly thirty meters high, and the bones of humans, beasts, demons, angels, and all living beings could be found in the throne. On the throne, a huge skeleton was put together.

Under the throne, a small figure half-knelt there. It is said to be short, but it is also more than three meters tall. After a long time, the figure stood upright.

"Venerable King, the day is not far off when you will wake up from your endless slumber, please wait patiently for a while."

The figure under the throne slowly rose to its feet, revealing a thin, pale face. A set of armor covered in scars was worn on the body, exuding an infinite aura of slaughter.

"Those pathetic rebellions, even if they borrow the hand of death to put you to sleep. But what about those rebels! You are immortal! When you return, you will slaughter them. ”

The hoarse voice is like a symphony of gold and iron. In it, one can hear the hatred and anger, and the pleasure of revenge.

One by one, the soul fires sank into the bones above the throne from above, and the two faint soul fires the size of soybeans slowly grew with those as nourishment.

And above the throne, it is transparent and distorted, and even the illusory barren land can be seen. Obviously, that was Qin Keyan's mission—the Necromantic Rift.

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And above, Qin Keyan was still wandering, his eyes becoming dull and ignorant. On the contrary, his movements are concise and ferocious.

A series of actions were squeezed into three seconds, and the speed of this kind of bone dismantling was not worse than that of the God of War.

[That's the exit, so why don't you let me walk back to the entrance?] ］

[Really, isn't there any way to show me the way?] ］

Mechanical combat, and crazy brains. This situation has been going on for a full ten minutes, but alas, there is still no feasible way to do it.

Qin Keyan, who was very bored, began to study his own golden finger. From the battle upgrade to the battle interface, finally, when he saw those condensed icons, Qin Keyan had an idea.

"Damn!"

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"It's hard again!"

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"I didn't have time to stop."

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"Okay, it's finally done!"

Looking at the skeleton in his hand that was intact but did not have the slightest mobility, Qin Keyan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

After spending about forty skeletons, Qin Keyan finally made a skeleton that was alive and had no limbs.

"You should be able to figure out a way through the change of the icon, right? It's going to take a bit of time, but it's better than just going on like this. ”

Carefully observe the condensation speed of the black skull icon in each passage.

"A change in the environment will cause this kind of particle condensation to change, and the icon of the black skeleton should be the strongest undead here."

"And the undead of that level will definitely be used to guard the rift, so it can also be said that as long as I find that undead, I can reach the rift."

Watching the icons change, every time they condensed into substance, they would always punch the wall. Avoid the spilled energy from interfering with Qin Keyan's collection of intelligence data.

Of course, is it useful? Qin Keyan didn't know either, but he always asked for peace of mind.

Stand, punch, change places and do it again, then choose the one with the fastest icon condensation and walk to it.

Although this method is stupid and not efficient at all. However, the effect is still there.

Qin Keyan is slowly walking in the direction of the core, huh? It's not much faster than a turtle crawl.

I can't help it, wait for the icon to condense and take shape. In about three minutes, there are about eight identical roads in each passage. And this has already consumed nearly half an hour.

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"It's finally coming, and I don't want to experience this kind of thing again."

Looking at the passage in front of him, which was even bigger than the others, Qin Keyan understood. I've come to the core of here, and as long as I block that crack downstairs, the mission will be completed.

In an hour and a half, we were at the heart of the place. It's faster than Qin Keyan imagined. Probably because the closer you get, the faster the icon will coalesce.

Later, it only took 30 seconds to condense the icon once, which was also a surprise.

Cautiously walked into the core hall, the stone walls that became more and more irregular. The cracks became more and more irregular.

When the cracks are concentrated in the center, a circle is formed. Before he could say anything, the green light spread.

"Knock !!"

A large black shadow fell from above, and a massive mountain of flesh appeared in the center of the hall. The corpses were pieced together in black magic into a human form, ugly and hideous. He also carried a huge iron cage filled with moving zombies.

Again, there is a great deal of power. On top of Roshan, three luminous dots take on the shape of a right-angled triangle. Obviously, that's where the magic token is buried.

"Human, you will be offered as the last sacrifice to the great Necromantic King. Let's be honored. ”

A shrill voice came from the body of the mountain, but it was in the iron cage next to the three magic nodes, and the same necromancer as an ordinary adult was talking there.

"Prisoner! Give it to me! Shreds that human! Sacrifice the flesh and soul of His Highness Agul, the great king of the dead! ”

The jailer frantically tapped the iron cage embedded deep in the prisoner's body, using some to urge the prisoner to attack.

"So, you must also have the consciousness to sacrifice yourself, right? Yes! Necromancy!! ”

He extinguished the soul fire of the skeleton in his hand and threw it directly at the prisoner. At the same time, he also rushed straight up.