I have to say that in this supernatural space full of bone shelves, the Demon King can be said to be like a fish in water, jumping over the dragon gate, showing an inexplicable 'adaptability'.

Of course, Luo didn't know why, why Xiao An didn't seem to be in a hurry to improve his strength, and he wandered around with a large group of junior brothers every day to improve the quantity and quality of his younger brothers......

In fact, the answer is only in Xiao An's heart.

Why?

What else?

There is no system here, Lori 'Da Da' every day, and there is no great responsibility for destroying the world on his shoulders, and even Shi Ling Luo, the magician closest to God in the other world, is not as majestic as himself!

What are you doing out there? Slow upgrades here are the perfect choice!

After all, like him, he is a jade tree in the wind, graceful, chic and heroic, and has a wind under his crotch...... Bone shelf, as far as the eye can see, tens of thousands of humanoid bones within a radius of thousands of miles, we are the only ones left!

It's just that this green light on my head is a little ...... Uh, a little bit unsatisfactory.

Hi! If you want to live, even if you have a little green on your head!

It's not that Xiao An doesn't want to level up quickly, it's that his original soul power is not outstanding, and after stepping from red to green, his upgrade speed is ......

Plummeting.

It took Xiao An a month to promote the light green flame in his skull to 'emerald green'.

It took another two months for him to upgrade from 'emerald green' to 'dark green'.

Dark green is promoted to the next stage of 'purple', which will require Xiao An to devour more soul power, and the time will be doubled.

According to the various undead creatures that Xiao An saw, the strength of the undead was almost completely understood.

The low-level and first-tier undead are blue and yellow, and the small skeletons, strong skeletons, undead rats, and low-level undead beasts are almost all of this color.

The color of the skull flame of the god of death is not counted, and the situation is more complicated and weird.

The mid-level undead are red, and the number is almost one hundred to one compared to the low-level undead, and the tricky classes are the undead archers, the undead bone beasts, and several undead birds that can fly in the sky, all of which are in the category of red soul fire.

The high-level undead are green, and the comparison between this forgiveness color and the number of mid-level undead is almost 100 to 1.

According to Xiao An's research, the red undead already have the simplest intelligence, and can be completely restrained by undead magic, and can form a battle formation on their own when encountering enemies.

The number of such undead archers is not much, but it is not a small number, Xiao An used undead magic to control a large number of them, and the entire army of junior brothers is simply invincible.

Xiao An's necromancy is also quite interesting.

He controls ten mid-level magic and spiritual power at the same time, which is just equivalent to the magic and spiritual power required to control a high-level undead.

After the light inside the skull turned dark green, Xiao An was almost able to control ten high-level undead at the same time, but Xiao An adjusted the troops to five high, forty medium, and one hundred low ordinary for the comprehensive combat effectiveness of the younger brother legion.

Five high-level undead –

Three high-level and medium-strength skeleton knights, charging forward, invincible;

The two shields and bones of the undead fought wildly, moving slowly but with infinite strength, with super protective abilities, as well as several defensive 'undead' magic.

If it weren't for the frenzied battle between these two shield armor bones, Xiao An would definitely have turned the share of the five high-level undead into bone knights.

When he saw with his own eyes a skeletal knight who was charging up, rubbed on the ground by the shield of this large shield undead warrior, his eyes eagerly captured the two large shields and played.

Forty mid-tier undead –

This is not to say, they are all undead archers, and they are also the main firepower of Xiao An's younger brother's legion, and the dead bone arrows generated out of thin air do not need logistics supplements at all, and there are special skills such as rapid shooting, and their combat effectiveness is comparable to ten ordinary high-level undead.

There are also more than a hundred low-level undead, but they are also relatively powerful in the low-level, and they can 'afford to wear clothes' and 'afford to hold weapons'.

The kind that is slippery, our Xiao Jiajun definitely doesn't want it!

Compared to just starting to practice undead magic, Xiao An's current undead legion has made a qualitative leap!

These low-level undead are useless?

Contrary to this statement, they are just bricks, where they need to be moved!

You can use the undead archers as an active shield wall, or you can rush forward behind the five bosses in the legion, bluffing, and even more ......

Lift a bed and let their great master, Archmage Shoyn, lie comfortably on the bed and watch them fight!

And his magic strength is also equivalent to the peak of a high-level magician, and the breakthrough only needs to be steadily accumulated.

"Yawn ......"

Xiao An reclined on the bed, patted his big mouth with five fingers, and then waved his hand gently.

The undead who had been arrayed for a long time moved at the same time, and the three bone knights rushed forward in the shape of 'Pin', while the two large shield warriors held white bone shields like two door plaques, and carried thirty bone clubs and undead neatly forward.

And the forty undead archers had already drawn their bowstrings, and when the three skeleton knights were about to charge into the enemy line, the bowstrings trembled!

"Click!"

'Kill! ’

The upper and lower jaws of the skeletons opened and snapped, and then they rushed forward, and the curtain was lifted on another one-sided slaughter.

And Xiao An, yawning, began to pretend to 'squint', comfortably waiting for a stream of soul power to rush into his soul flame.

In fact, it is not that he has no other ways to quickly improve his strength.

It's very simple, just rely on your own martial arts skills to find some undead who are beyond the high-level and carry out a leapfrog challenge.

But Xiao An didn't want to do this, firstly, it went against the original intention of refining undead magic, and secondly, it was ...... Why go out so early? It's even more boring outside than here anyway.

The plans for the Origin Continent are still a few years away;

In the academy, I believe that Ke Kelin has been mixed up, that little girl has a black belly, how can the Demon King not know?

The business cooperation arranged by himself has been explained to the perverted uncle before he came, and Ivy is fully responsible for assisting, I believe that the uncle will not dare to be greedy for anything cheap.

After all, Ivy is a little too scary.

Xiao An can rest assured to be a hands-off shopkeeper and entertain himself in this magical space.

Alas, I'm still a little depressed in my heart, how good would it be if I could get the Necromantic Magic and the Reaper Skill at the same time?

According to the research in the past few months, Xiao An also has his own system theory for the classification of high-level forces in this world.

Whether it is a martial artist, magic, or a divine skill, power is nothing more than one's own mental and physical strength, and grading can also be applied at the same time.

Apprenticeship, Low, Medium, High, this is a very common way of grading.

The classification after the senior magician, Xiao An was originally a little ignorant, but now he understands.

Taking the magician as an example, after the title of the senior magician, there is the great magician, and the status of the great magician is already very noble, and then there is the magician, the great magician, and the holy magician.

Originally, Xiao An's martial arts had actually reached the same level of strength as the 'Great Demon Master', and he was still at the pinnacle, almost entering the 'Holy Rank' and becoming a 'Martial Saint' - this was not Second Master Guan.

And Pick Up Zero Luo has even broken through the level of the Great Magister, reached the peak of the 'Saint' Rank, and touched the realm of the 'God'!

Xiao An and Shi Ling Luo are a whole holy level apart, and it is really ...... to be alive until now

It's not easy.

The Archmage is equivalent to the Necromancer, and the corresponding soul flame is 'purple'.

And purple is followed by 'gray', which represents the power of the holy level.

After the holy level, it should be the 'god level', and it is the white soul fire, just like the soul fire of Pick Zero Luo, and the strength can be seen at a glance.

And while wandering around this space, Xiao An also saw the white soul fire, in the head of the huge body that lay like a mountain in the endless darkness.

Obviously, that is the god-level existence in this space, Xiao An slipped away from afar after seeing it, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Alas, if it goes on like this, maybe my brother's magic will break through to the holy level first."

Shaking his head for a while, the battle ahead was almost over, and his junior brother army quickly cleared a large area, and also directly beat a high-level undead here to death.

Xiao An's flame was once again thickened, and he continued to turn in other directions, doing whatever he wanted, making waves.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen the dean for three days.

She fell into a stage of crazy martial arts, but the god of fate was fair, giving her a super magical talent, and her martial arts became so-so.

Continuing to yawn and restrain the soldiers and horses, more than a dozen low-level undead came over and carefully lifted the bed made of white bones.

It's comfortable and simple again...... Sky......

Suddenly, Xiao An sat up from the bed and turned his head to look in a certain direction.

He suddenly felt a wave of power that made him instinctively disgusted, and when he turned his head, his big white teeth opened and he couldn't close......

"I'll go! Birdman! ”

On the horizon, the figure like a dove becoming a sperm descended slowly in a pillar of light.