To Dennis. Joel's interrogation soon had an answer.

In front of the demigod Lich Marx, a little legend can't escape the palm of his hand.

However, from the soul of the other party, Marx received a piece of news that surprised him.

"Great master, the other party came here to find treasure." Marx said respectfully.

"Treasure? What treasure? "As soon as I heard about the treasure, my whole heart was interested.

A legendary powerhouse, come to the necromantic plane to find treasure, how to look at it, how interesting.

"He doesn't know much, he just got a treasure map, and it's still incomplete, somewhere on the necromantic plane, it is said that there is a treasure buried, the treasure of a demigod, he came here, just passing by, the target, is still in the south!" Marx said in 1510 that he had told everything he had obtained by searching for his soul.

When you're done listening, you nodded.

"Give me the corpse, and you and Barto share the rest." Glanced at Dennis. Joel's soul was mutilated and unpresentable, and he didn't want it either.

If you want it, you can't summon anything good, the summoning of ghosts and resentful spirits, to be honest, I can't look down on it with all my heart, it's too useless, and it's not as powerful as summoning skeletons.

"Thank you, master."

"I contribute the most, I want seventy percent."

"What, I want forty percent, less, I won't do it."

As soon as Barto heard Marx's division, he immediately became angry, although he didn't contribute, but you Marx actually wanted seventy percent, and the master said that it would be divided equally.

Although he did not explain it wholeheartedly, Barto stubbornly believed that Marx was trying to steal his position as the number one hitter, and of course he would not give up.

Even if he doesn't contribute, forty percent must be his.

The soul of a legendary powerhouse, even if it is destroyed a lot, can be regarded as a big meal, as for the gluttonous feast of the divine soul, of course, it can't be compared, but it can also make Barto stronger and accumulate more.

"Love wants to be, don't, don't give it to you." Marx secretly looked at Quanxin, and found no sign of wholeheart's vitality, so he roared.

"I think you're looking for death." When Barto heard this, he didn't know how this Marx, who had just become a full-hearted slave, wanted to compete for his position, how could he bear it.

"Hurry up, there's still treasure waiting ahead, speed." Seeing this wholeheartedly, he slowly spoke, but he couldn't let the two fight casually.

It's normal to have contention and disagreement, and it's strange for a lich to be in harmony with a hellish creature.

This is only possible unless one person is much stronger than the other.

However, the combat power of the two, to be honest, is half a catty.

Although he has nearly 300,000 death fighters to help, Bato's combat power can still threaten him.

The power of the tenth layer of the city lord of hell, that is not a joke, plus he has devoured the soul of the gods, and he has a certain suppressive power for the existence of demigods and the like.

Maybe it's not as good as the title of Wholehearted God Butcher, but it's barely possible to suppress about one percent of the strength.

Therefore, neither of them is convinced of anyone, and neither of them looks down on anyone, as for the division of the legendary soul, the two shot directly, because Marx was closer, he got eighty percent, and Bato, only two percent.

With such a small share, Barto was very angry about it at that time, and he changed the law along the way to bury Marx, which made Marx very angry.

Fortunately, by Quanxin's side, the two didn't dare to quarrel too much, this is looking at the eye contact between the two, which is not a good side.

Slowly, I continued to move forward, towards the ghost canyon that Marx once said, and when I arrived at the place, I was completely satisfied.

The canyon is very large, standing in the sky, and the boundary of the canyon cannot be seen at all, and the ghosts and resentful spirits in it are densely packed with joy.

With so many ghosts and resentful spirits, if they are all caught and smelted, what level of soul water will they get?

Soul water is a super tonic that is refined by fusing a large number of souls, which can be used to repair the wounds of the soul, improve the soul qualifications, and even increase a person's spiritual power.

In many places, this kind of soul water is something that can be found and unattainable, but because it is refined by ghosts and resentful spirits, it has a lot of harm to people of other factions.

Even if it is a pulse of death, there are not many people who dare to take it.

If the level is low, there will be an accident when you use it, and it is easy to be swallowed up by the distractions in it, and the gains outweigh the losses.

If the level is high, it can't be looked down on, once it reaches the holy level, the level of soul water is of no great use.

At best, it's a good resource to repair injuries or refine high-level golems.

In terms of price, one unit of soul water is equivalent to a sixth-level magic crystal, which is also very valuable, and one unit is a kilogram of weight.

As for the ghosts and resentful spirits that want to be smelted with one kilogram of soul water, they are at least 100,000 or more.

In the Brilliant Continent, and even in other life worlds, the soul water is very cherished, and there is no refining, because the materials are not easy to gather.

But in this necromantic plane, there are too many materials, not to mention, soul water, which is also food among some demigods.

Take Marx as an example, he would drink a unit of soul water every day to taste one or two, and by the way to repair the wounds of the soul, or to restore the consumption of the spirit.

And the goal of wholeheartedness is naturally this.

The soul water that he had smelted, with the addition of some special means, was enough to improve the spiritual talents of the two disciples, so that after a few months, it would be much easier to become an official magician.

Since you have already become a disciple, you must do your best, otherwise you will be too faceless as a teacher, and when the two disciples grow up, they can also help to deal with some trivial matters wholeheartedly.

There are many things that a person, no matter how strong, cannot do it.

"Master, I'll help you collect the spirits."

"Master, I'll help you collect the ghosts."

"Well, you guys go, it's faster, time is precious." looked at the two people who were scrambling, standing in the air wholeheartedly, waiting for the two to return.

And the two didn't dare to show weakness, as if they wanted to distinguish the superior, rushing to compete for those ghosts and resentful spirits.

Slowly, the figures of Marx and Barto disappeared, and only in the spirit of the whole heart, you can feel that the two are getting farther and farther apart.

The movements of the two are getting faster and faster.

When the two returned, the materials collected were absolutely rich.

When the distance between the two was too far, even the spiritual imprint disappeared, and the whole heart slowly fell to the ground.

A new day has begun, and according to the time of the system, now, it is already the next day.

The daily management, of course, is to make a new high-level skeleton.

Or Skeletron, when Skeletron appeared in the mental space, a lot of spirit was consumed, and a Skeletron appeared and stood quietly in the mental space.

Along with it, there are also some Skeleton Emperors, Ghost Dragons, and even Legendary Skeleton Archer Emperors and so on.

With the increase of legendary skeletons, the more confidence you have to be wholeheartedly.

"A year? The mission is complete, and it is estimated that I will break through the legend and go one step further. ”

"It's a pity that I can't cultivate in a normal way, and if I want to break through, I have to wait for the realm to become stronger."

"This mission, I must complete, I have a hunch, this task, definitely not the end."

"Gods? Wait for me, I'll go back to you, the edge of chaos must be mine. ”

The starry sky of the necromantic world was very dim, but some of the stars still emitted a faint light, even if they were blocked by the breath of death, they could not be hidden.

Those stars may be worlds, continents, and planes.

I'd love to go there.