Soon, Yan Jianxuan took the lead in rushing to the bottom of the altar, and just as he was about to rush to the altar, a figure suddenly appeared at the top of the altar.

"Dance of the Dead."

A deep voice rang out, and the black staff in the figure's hand radiated a black aura.

The black aura centered on the staff quickly spread out in all directions, disappearing into the distance like a ripple. Immediately, countless murmurs suddenly sounded, constantly echoing above the square.

Yan Jianxuan looked up at the figure, the figure was covered in a thick magic robe, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but from his hand holding the staff and the slightly exposed chin, it could be seen that he was a man, and his skin was very pale.

Yan Jianxuan instantly guessed that this person was the evil necromancer that Yin Yue had mentioned before.

"Necro Orb."

Yan Jianxuan quickly raised his staff and aimed it at the necromancer, and a pitch-black ball shot at the necromancer.

"Huh." The necromancer sighed lightly, raised his left hand slightly, and Yan Jianxuan's necromantic ball instantly stopped in the air, and then began to hover and fly on the necromancer's fingertips like an obedient child.

"You're also a necromancer?" The necromancer lowered his head and looked at Yan Jianxuan and asked.

Yan Jianxuan didn't answer him, but quickly changed into the white feather long sword, for this kind of crazy person, Yan Jianxuan didn't feel the need to talk.

Seeing that Yan Jianxuan was not ready to answer him, the necromancer waved his left hand lightly, and the necromantic ball that was controlled by him immediately shot rapidly towards Yan Jianxuan.

Yan Jianxuan easily dodged the necromantic orb sideways, luckily on his legs, and used the Wind Chasing Step, his speed immediately surged, shooting at the necromancer like an off-string arrow. The little fox who followed him immediately turned on the aura of grief, and at the same time tilted his head and opened his mouth wide, ready to howl.

The aura of grief and resentment centered on the little monster instantly filled a radius of 300 meters, and at the same time, its terrible howl rang out, and instantly reached the necromancer's ears. But the necromancer seemed to be immune to the howling of the little monster, and instead of showing pain, he said with great enjoyment: "Ah, what a beautiful sound. ”

At this time, Pure White Moonlight and the others had also arrived, and they all raised their weapons and used their respective skills against the necromancer.

The necromancer looked at the Yan Jian Xuan and those arrows and magic that shot at him, and he didn't show any panic, he raised the staff in his hand slightly, and whispered, "Wall of Burial." ”

Countless black qi appeared out of thin air, forming a black barrier about five or six meters long and wide, and the black qi in the barrier condensed and did not move, as if it were an entity.

"Red Flame."

Yan Jian Xuan, who had already rushed in front of the necromancer, did not hesitate to use his strongest skill, and the white feather long sword in his hand flashed red, turned into a streamer, and slashed towards the black barrier.

But the imaginary collision did not happen. The black barrier seemed to be just an ordinary mist, and the white feather long sword did not encounter the slightest obstacle, and directly submerged into the black barrier.

Yan Jianxuan didn't hold his foot for a while, and he also fell into the black barrier. The magic and arrows behind him followed, dashing into the black barrier and vanishing.

After engulfing Yan Jianxuan and those arrows and magic, the black barrier quickly faded, and finally disappeared, and Yan Jianxuan, who was engulfed by the black barrier, also disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, the faces of the people in the distance couldn't help but change greatly, just now they all used their strongest skills, but they didn't expect to be blocked so easily by the necromancer, and Yan Jianxuan seemed to be more than lucky.

"The Cross of Light."

Xiao Tian's crisp and melodious voice sounded, and a dazzling cross of holy light shot towards the necromancer.

Everyone also reacted at this time and launched a second round of attacks.

The necromancer at the top of the altar saw the flying Holy Light Cross, and his eyes suddenly locked on Xiao Tian.

"Angel of Wisdom."

A flash of hatred, anger, and fear flashed in the necromancer's eyes, and he changed his previous laziness, raised his staff, and said aloud: "Hate, anger, resentment, roar, destroy." ”

With his thoughts, a dark glow lit up on his pitch-black staff, and the altar suddenly lit up with a dazzling black glow, and the previous whispers became louder, and then countless black mist of various sizes floated out from the corpses on the altar, and began to circle and fly around the altar as if it were alive, and let out a sharp and piercing scream.

While the necromancer was doing this, his left hand was not idle. I saw him quickly raise his left hand, and the black aura spread out like a wave around his palm, fixing the Holy Light Cross that was already close in the air, but the black aura that touched the Holy Light Cross was also rapidly dissipating.

In the midst of this stalemate, other magic and arrows also came to the necromancer's body, crashing into the black aura.

The continuous stream of black light emitted from the necromancer's left hand could no longer keep up with the speed of dissipation, and the Holy Light Cross and those magic and arrows broke through the black aura all the way, slowly hitting the necromancer's left hand.

A black mist rises, accompanied by a large number of red numbers, -877, -655, -323, -418,......

Seeing this, everyone was overjoyed and quickly launched a third round of attacks, while Xiao Tian summoned the sword of holy light, with eight wings behind him, and shot at the necromancer.

"Ahh

A roar full of anger suddenly sounded, and the rapidly moving black mist on the altar immediately turned in one direction in unison, shooting towards Xiao Tian and everyone.

Xiao Tian, who had already rushed to the middle of the altar, looked at the dozens of black mist that were rapidly attacking around him, and he was not afraid at all, his body kept flipping in the air, and the holy light sword in his hand swung rapidly, and several black mist were cut away in the blink of an eye.

But there was too much black fog, and under the attack of five black fogs, Xiao Tian only had time to cut three of them, and his back was hit by two other black fogs. The part she was hit by by the black mist instantly turned black and spread to other parts, and her delicate face suddenly showed a look of pain.

"Purification."

The voice of pure white moonlight sounded, and a holy light descended on Xiao Tian's body, and the rapidly spreading black instantly turned into black gas and dissipated in the holy light.

After releasing the purification, the pure white moonlight refocused its attention on the black mist that was rushing towards them.

These black mist don't have a lot of defense, and any attack can break them up, but there are just too many of them.

In the blink of an eye, everyone had dispersed dozens of black mists, but more black mist had already pounced in front of them.