Seven days later, somewhere underground in the main courtyard, a large spatial magic array was in operation.

"Wholeheartedly, be careful on this trip, although your combat strength is unparalleled, but you must also be careful in some dangerous forbidden areas, but you must come back, after a month, I will open the magic array regularly, and you must come back then." Mark stood outside the magic circle, and the opposite side of the heart said again.

"Okay, mentor, you've said it ten times, isn't it the necromantic plane, I'll come back, even if something happens here, it's a big deal, call back." He waved his hand to the instructor and said perfunctorily.

"Hmph, you have to come back, you are my most proud disciple, when you come back, I guess you will be a legend, you don't want to be left behind." Mark yelled.

At Mark's call, the center of the magic array, the whole body disappeared.

When he opened his eyes, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Is this the necromantic plane?

The sky was gray, as if endless sand and dust were flying in the sky.

The ground was littered with gray or white bone slag, and walking dead spirits could be seen everywhere.

"The strange plane, the realm of death, is wonderful."

Feel the death element in the air, and the ratio of that element is more than a hundred times that of the Brilliant Continent.

This is just a random place, and where those elements are abundant, it is definitely hundreds of times, or even a thousand times.

Cultivating here, the speed is much faster than that of the Brilliant Continent.

However, without the power of the saint level, coming here to cultivate is completely a dead end, and a large number of death elements will disintegrate everything.

A sixth-level magician will last here for a maximum of seven days, and if it is longer, he must go back, otherwise, he will become a necromancy.

Only the saint level, which exceeds the limit of ordinary magicians, can stay for a longer time, but it is usually a month.

Legend level, which can be stayed for a year.

If you are a demigod, the elemental power here is useless.

"Click. Click, click, click......"

When I felt it with all my heart, I heard the sound of bones clashing all around, and a dead spirit came to the door.

Or rather, to send it to death.

Turning his head, he looked at the low-level necromancer running to the side, this kind of skeleton with a mutilated body, and he couldn't look down on it at all.

Death Field, Open.

The realm is opened, and the low-level necromancers are directly killed in seconds, even if they are intermediate-level necromancy, they can't last long.

The blood reduction of 3,000 points per second is not a normal reduction, but a fixed damage.

This is not the Great Xia world, there are so many geniuses, there are countless bosses, here, the number of bosses is obviously too much less.

"If you feel that there is enough material here, go here." When the flying magic is cast, the consumption of magic power increases instantly.

"Well, as in the record, the consumption of magic power is about three times, but what does it have to do with me, I don't rely on magic." No matter how big the consumption is, it doesn't matter, just speed it up.

Feifei stopped, once you felt the high-level or above necromancer, stop directly, break it and take away the bones, and don't want anything else.

Only when encountering ghosts or resentful spirits, Quanxin will stop, use a special crystal ball to catch these ghosts, and wait to go back to make materials to improve the spiritual qualifications of disciples.

Slowly, the figure of Quanxin walked far, far away, and according to the realistic distance, it definitely flew more than five hundred kilometers, but there was not a single saint-level skeleton.

On the contrary, it was a sixth-level necromancer, and a lot of them were found.

As for ghosts or ghosts, the level is too low.

"This necromantic plane is really big, but where have all the high-level ones gone?" His eyes scanned, and he was a little depressed in his heart.

They have been flying for a long time, but there is no one who catches their eyes. The task of the mentor seems to be a bit difficult.

"Human, you're so bold."

Suddenly, a voice sounded in his ears, making the whole heart feel a burst of pressure.

"Who is it! Who's talking? Alert to the air, cautiously observing the dead hand, but no necromancers were found.

Underground, no.

Heavenly, there is none.

There is not the slightest change around.

"Hehe, I'm a hundred kilometers to the east, if you have the guts, come on." The voice sounded again, and a coordinate was given.

A hundred kilometers to the east?

I'm coming.

This is the first time that the whole heart has heard the voice of the necromancy, and that voice is definitely not human, it is a necromancy.

And the one who can put pressure on him is not low, this kind of necromancer is the goal of all his heart.

Necromantic Scepter in hand, ready to summon ghost dragons at any time, and if things aren't right, open up with all your heart at any time.

He wanted to see who the owner of the voice was.

The distance of a hundred kilometers was quickly leaped over, and when I saw the buildings on the ground with all my heart, my face was a little strange.

It turned out to be a magic tower, a nine-story high magic tower, looking at the flickering magic fluctuations on the magic tower, it was so strong.

Demigods?

As for what kind of kind, it is impossible to judge with all hearts.

"Coming? Why don't you come in, scared? Hahahaha......" The voice came again, this time, more clearly.

"Hmph, who's afraid of whom." Feeling the threat that the other party gave him, he walked over with all his heart.

What about the demigods, in front of my God Slayer, your strength is not afraid at all.

Killing you will allow me to move up a few levels.

"Dare, you're the first human I've ever seen, and dare to come here, okay, I'll open the door for you."

"Squeak Squeak......"

The door of the magic tower opened, and the sound was harsh, as if it had never been opened.

Walk on your legs, step on the stairs, and walk into it step by step.

When I saw the inside of the magic tower with all my heart, I was even more surprised.

The owner of this magic tower has a good style.

The red walls, green accents, and golden stars twinkle like stories on call, making people dizzy.

Looking back, outside the door that had not yet been closed, the gray world was in sharp contrast to this place.

The owner of this magic tower seems to have traveled to other worlds, and those materials that are not on the necromantic plane, as well as those plants, are definitely not things from this plane.

"Come on, I'll be waiting for you at the top."

The voice came again, and the magic converged into an arrow, guiding the whole heart.

Following the guidance, one layer at a time, each layer has a different color, and there are even places where there are creatures, not necromancy, but living creatures.

Although it appears to be in captivity, it is really a creature.

"You're a lich?" Looking at the demigod powerhouse covered in mist, he asked directly with all his heart.

"Of course, I'm a lich, why aren't you afraid?" Marx looked at Quanxin curiously, and in his dark blue eyes, curiosity fluctuated all the time.

He is a powerful lich at the demigod level, and Quanxin is only a saint-level, and there is a gap between the two of them by two large classes, but Quanxin is not afraid at all.

He even looked at himself, as if he was thinking about something.

"Why should I be afraid! It can only be my enemies who are afraid, and I am just a little curious, you lich, unlike anything I've seen before. "Looking at each other, I was really curious.

A life-loving lich, this is the first time I've seen it.

Whether in the game or in reality, this kind of lich is too rare.

A lich who actually likes creatures, and you can guess a lot by looking at the creatures in captivity in the magic tower.

Even in this ninth layer, there are quite a few life-based magic arrays.

Could it be that this lich wants to cultivate life magic?

Death and life cultivated together? He wants to push the envelope?

"Hehe, you're funny, really funny, I actually feel threatened by you, as if you can hurt me, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Marx, what is your name." Marx said with a smile.

"My name is Quanxin, I'm from the Brilliant Continent, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Brilliant Continent? The world I haven't been to, the world around here, there are so many, and I've only been to dozens of them. ”

"It seems that you have been to a lot of places."

"Of course, why don't you sit down and have a good talk?"

"Willing to accompany."