"Bang" - the black body slammed into the ground.

Its body was made of hard obsidian, but at the moment it was full of cracks, and it was on the verge of collapse.

It's no wonder that in the battle just now, Heisha has always been in front as a meat shield, allowing Zhang Shang to calmly cast spells behind him.

As a rock puppet, the defense of the Black Demon is already very high, but after a long battle, it is still close to its limit.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Shang was busy and distressed to put it into the Qiankun ring.

"Hmph, it's naïve to take a rock puppet as a baby!" Zhang Ren spoke coldly on the side.

At this moment, his situation is much better than Zhang Shang, there are corpses of spirit beasts everywhere, he can summon them as a meat shield at will, and if it is damaged, he will summon new ones.

The biggest advantage of necromantic creatures is that they are easy to use, although they may not be as good as rock golems in terms of defense alone, but there are a lot of them, and even if they are destroyed, they don't feel distressed.

"As the heir of a family of corpse chasers, but you have to give up your innate talent, this is your choice?"

Zhang Ren said as he rubbed his fingers, and as his magic power activated, the dirt on the ground around him tumbled, and white bone arms came out of the ground.

"The lowest-level skeleton soldiers, with my current psionic strength, can summon more than a dozen at the same time, from the perspective of being a meat shield, it may not be worse than the black evil, right?"

As he spoke, more than a dozen skeleton soldiers swarmed up at a wild boar-like demonic beast, and rough bone weapons rained down on the wild boar.

The boar had rough skin and thick flesh, and naturally ignored such an attack at first, and it only needed to launch one or two charges casually, and it could knock a few skeletons apart.

However, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and the heroes can't stand the crowd, whenever there are skeleton soldiers who fall apart, Zhang Ren will immediately summon another one.

After a few minutes, the boar was scarred and almost exhausted, and he collapsed to the ground wailing, but the skeleton soldiers around him remained tireless.

"See, this is just the lowest-level necromantic creature, I can also summon more advanced ones, such as zombies, death knights, lichs, droughts, Meng Po, Minotaur and Horse Face and even bone dragons, think about it, isn't it stronger than your rock puppet?"

Zhang Ren was on the sidelines, and since these necromantic creatures were in front to help him fight, he could easily talk to Zhang Shang without worrying about being attacked.

And Zhang Shang was much more embarrassed, lacking a meat shield in front of him, so he had to pay attention to protecting himself first, and then he could wait for the opportunity to hurt the enemy.

At this moment, he summoned three white bone shields, flying up and down around him, blocking the attacks from the demonic beasts as much as possible, and then controlling the white bone shields consumes spiritual power after all, Zhang Shang's face at this moment is already a little pale, and the efficiency of monster farming has also greatly decreased.

Originally, he and Zhang Ren brushed half of the monsters, and the speed was almost neck-to-neck, but in just a few minutes, Zhang Ren's number of monsters left him far behind.

"How? Feel the gap? Zhang Ren was still chattering on the side.

"This level of combat makes you so embarrassed, what do you do if your opponent is a little stronger?"

"Growing up, your talent has always been above me, but you never made the most of your own talent, and you made the whole family disappointed in you."

"I don't know why you're so stubborn, and I don't know what you're sticking to, but I want to tell you, give up your senseless self-esteem and so-called principles, we're all for your good."

"Don't tell me any dreams, don't tell me anything you like, I don't believe in these, I only know that your current strength is much weaker than the strength you should have!"

"Is this what you are going to pursue, and if so, then your dream is simply ridiculous."

"You were born to be a necromantic summoner, it's your mission, you can't hide."

"Give it up......"

He kept talking, but during this time, Zhang Shang never answered him.

"The aura in your body should be about to run out, what are you going to do when you can't even cast spells? Come and beg me? Zhang Ren is still talking.

However, before he could finish speaking, he heard Zhang Shang finally speak: "No, I won't beg you." ”

"You ......" Zhang Ren frowned, vaguely feeling that when this sentence came out, Zhang Shang's temperament suddenly changed.

"Ahhhhhh......h

This spell is a fusion of fear spells in high-frequency sound waves, which directly shocks the souls of surrounding creatures, causing them to fall into a state of panic and fear.

Sure enough, after receiving this attack, the more than ten demonic beasts that were originally around the palm all scattered and fled like crazy.

And Zhang Shang didn't stop, his left and right hands drew out at the same time, and a pale rune flashed on his fingertips, crossed directly in front of him, and then sank into the ground.

Two bone walls rose from below in an instant.

Zhang Ren raised his eyebrows, he was talking patronizing just now, and he didn't pay attention to Zhang Shang's position, and now he found that Zhang Shang's position was exactly at a ninety degree angle to the walls on both sides.

Then, after casting the two bone walls now, he circled a trapezoidal area in the corner of the wall, and there were a large number of spirit beast corpses in this area, and the demonic beasts that had just been hit by the "Banshee's Howl" were scurrying around this area like headless flies.

Only then did Zhang Shang turn his head to look at Zhang Ren, his eyes flashing with a complicated light.

The five fingers of his left hand were spread out, and there were purple-red points of light flickering in his palm, like countless fireflies.

Zhang Shang raised his left hand, and those purple-red points of light floated out with the wind and landed on those wolf-rushing demonic beasts.

This is a curse in necromancy called "corrosion", and creatures that are cursed by this curse will not only draw continuous damage, but also greatly reduce their defense.

At the same time, there was an extra wand in his right hand, which was white all over, and there was a dark red bead of blood on the tip of the wand that seemed to be dripping at any moment.

He shook the wand in his hand slightly, as if he wanted to flick the dew from the flowers, but the blood bead on the tip of the wand suddenly lit up.

Then I saw that one of the corpses of the spirit beasts in the pile suddenly swelled up, and then it exploded violently, and the corpses and blood exploded all over the sky.

This is the "Corpse Blast", one of the most lethal range spells of necromancy, but it requires a large number of corpses to cast.

Seeing that Zhang Shang continued to flick his staff, one after another "corpse explosion technique" just fell in the narrow trapezoidal area in front of him, and due to the barrier of the bone wall, those demonic beasts were trapped in this area, and they couldn't run away if they wanted to, and they became a live target for corpse explosion techniques.

After eight or nine consecutive corpse explosions, Zhang Shang put down his staff with a pale face, at this time, his hands were shaking badly, and his back was all drenched with sweat, obviously because the spiritual power in his body was exhausted.

However, in the trapezoidal area in front of him, there were no more demonic beasts standing, only blood and broken flesh all over the ground.

"My own path, I choose my own, even if it is wrong, I will walk it on my knees." Zhang Shang looked at Zhang Ren and said word by word: "Either bless me, or leave me alone!" ”

"You ......" Seeing this scene, Zhang Ren opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word.