Seeing that Qin Liang slashed at him, Cato wanted to run, but his whole body stiffened in place and couldn't move, just like a prisoner who was escorted to the execution ground with shackles on his body, he couldn't resist at all.

A terrible howl like a ghost crying wolf came from Cato's body. Hideous-faced souls roared, some of these souls were covered in blood, some were unrecognizable, some of their eyeballs were gouged out alive, and all of them had endured great torture and died before they died. His whole body exudes hatred and madness for all living beings.

"Dark Chaos!" Cato let out a low growl.

All the unjust souls that had come out of his body gathered to form an identical kat, and the two katrays overlapped each other like ghosts.

The mournful cry of "Ah......hhh

Cato stood in place, his body parting in the middle, as if he had been split in half by Qin Liang's knife. But the strange thing is that there is a corpse of Cato that has been split in half lying on the ground, and there is still a Cato standing in the same place. This strange scene is particularly eerie in the dark forest.

Cato pressed one hand to his heart, and there was a wound that pierced Cato's body. Cato laughed maniacally as if he had been taken out of the grave: "Boom...... Boy, I think your blood must be unusually delicious, and I can't wait. “

Cato, who was standing, turned around and looked at Qin Liang, who had just passed through his heart, stretched out his black tongue and licked his lips, which were only old skin. The cloak fell off his head and became in half, like a corpse lying on the ground at this time, split in half. A face like a dried corpse with a hideous smile on his face.

"I have a good understanding of dark magic, but unfortunately I went astray." Qin Liang's face was pale, and the dagger in his hand that was flashing with blood just now was dim at this time.

Cato, which had been condensed and split in half, turned into ashes and dissipated, and the purification of blood purified them of all hatred and resentment, allowing them to be liberated.

Dark Chaos: A group of chaotic magic that can make magic-shrouded enemies unable to distinguish between friend and foe. Unexpectedly, it was used here by Cato, and it was used on himself to confuse the target of the blood purification and killing.

"I am guilty, and they are guilty. Maybe they were good people before they died, but after they died, they became unjust souls, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are heinous crimes. You purify them and you're actually doing good deeds, but it's a pity that you don't have the opportunity to purify me again. A soul who has mastered the purification of blood, the mere smell of you makes me tremble with excitement. ”

Cato was like an old ghost in a madness, looking at Qin Liang with burning eyes. Although he is an evil necromancer, he uses evil and blood as his source of power. But that doesn't mean he doesn't love beautiful and pure things at all.

On the contrary, the more pure and immaculate the souls, not only did the gods want their devout faith, but Cato was also crazy about such souls. To filth a pure and immaculate soul, the trampling of extraordinarily good things can give him greater power.

And Qin Liang has such a soul, and those who can use blood purification must have their own souls exceptionally pure. Only those with pure souls are qualified to judge others and to lay down the butcher's knife to kill all unforgivable sins.

"Really? You're not happy a little too soon. "Qin Liang really didn't expect Cato to have such a high achievement in dark magic, and he was already a little exhausted at this time, and he really didn't have the strength to use the blood purification again.

But at this time, Qin Liang stretched out his left hand with a smile on his face, and a green skull with a faint crying sound of a baby appeared in his palm.

"Boom...... Do you think you're dying fast enough? Dare to take my undead props, your teacher must not have taught you, the undead props of other undead masters can't be moved casually, otherwise you will die even more miserably than bathed in holy light? Seeing his skull appear in Qin Liang's hand, Cato was stunned for a moment, but then the smile on his face became even more hideous.

Evil necromancers are a bunch of selfish people who use all kinds of vicious means to gain power and do whatever it takes. Every necromancer will leave behind a lot of treasure after death, and they will tell others exactly the location of their treasure and even the tomb, so that the greedy people will come and hunt for treasure.

Then watch as the treasure hunters kill each other, or die under a curse in their own tombs. Watching the treasure hunters get a powerful undead prop when they were ecstatic, they suddenly turned into a puddle of pus, and the miserable cries of these people before they died were the greatest comfort to their souls. Therefore, the things on the necromancer's body cannot be moved casually, otherwise you will die a miserable death.

"Necromancers do like to leave vicious curses on their belongings, or they are a trap in themselves. Attract the greedy to come to the door, but that's for the average necromancer, and I'm no longer in that range. A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Qin Liang's mouth.

"Really?" Cato had a cruel smile on his face, the green and gloomy eyes glowed gloomily, and he said in a hoarse voice: "The little baby swallowed his flesh, don't hurt his soul, I will tear it apart little by little, so that he can understand that death is the happiest thing in the world." ”

"Wow Wow ......"

The green skull flickered in Qin Liang's hand, and the crying sound was like a sharp knife trying to kill Qin Liang.

Qin Liang snorted coldly, and the blood of his left hand, which was still bleeding, was absorbed by the skull, and instantly condensed a skull mark on the skull.

"Souls blinded by hatred, nothing in the world will have anything to do with you. Resentment will eventually be dispelled by the sun, and the end of the darkness will be light......" Qin Liang chanted in a low voice, as if a priest was forgiving a believer who had committed a sin, and used his kindness to dispel the darkness in his heart.

"No......" Cato roared in horror as he rushed towards Qin Liang to stop his chant. But in the dark, it was as if a pair of big hands were quickly depriving him of his life.

The green light in Cato's eyes, which originally looked like a dried corpse, instantly dimmed, and his withered body quickly decayed, and a rotten death aura permeated Cato's body.

Decay and death are the greatest darkness, and it has to be said that it is ironic that the necromancer chases the darkness but fears death.

The green light on the skull slowly dissipated, like a resentful spirit with teeth and claws gradually quieting down, and finally turned into a sleeping baby in swaddling clothes, and the cry full of resentment and hatred for the world became the sound of even breathing.

"Sacrifice your soul to send them on their last journey. Do you volunteer, or do I do it? Qin Liang walked up to Cato, whose whole body was decaying like dry bones that had been beaten by wind and rain for an unknown number of years, and looked at him calmly with his eyes.

"You...... You ......" Cato's Adam's apple kept wriggling, his eyes full of fear, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

"I'll do it myself." Qin Liang grabbed Cato's head, and Cato's entire head broke away from his rotten body and was suspended in front of Qin Liang, burning violently.

Rotting flesh and bones, rotten bones quickly turned into flying fire, a green flame pulsed violently, in the middle of the flames Cato's phantom continued to struggle, he wanted to escape, but could not get rid of the flames, panic screams came from his mouth like a human voice.

"No...... No...... You can't do that, you can't do it. I can tell me everything I know and tell you why I came to arrest Yenching students. I also have a cemetery with countless treasures buried in it, as long as you let me go, as long as you let me go, these are all yours, all yours. And ......" Cato's soul prayed incessantly.

"All iniquity will be judged, and all sins will be punished." Qin Liang's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest in the face of Cato's ** conditions, and his left hand, which was still bleeding from his palm, reached directly into the green flames and grabbed Cato's soul and crushed it.

"I won't let you know anything, I curse you to be with death forever." Cato roared wildly before his soul shattered.

The tarnished skull was wrapped in the flames of Cato's shattered soul and made a murmuring sound, like a smile on the face of a sleeping baby in a dream.

Watching the skull melt little by little and finally dissipate completely, the pale Qin Liang staggered to the ground.

The constant use of necromancy, and finally the use of the Necromancer, was a great load for him, but fortunately everything persisted, leaving the soul of the necromancer he hated and even hated.

The green flame that allows the resentful spirits in the skull to rest completely is exceptionally pure after the over-skull. It's like a pool of cold spring water that refreshes people's hearts.

Qin Liang looked at this pure and immaculate soul flame, the green flame flickering with a faint light, which was particularly eerie. But in Qin Liang's opinion, it was so kind.

"I originally wanted to catch the Worm Soul Worm and then condense the undead flame, but I didn't expect to get it now." A smile appeared on Qin Liang's pale face, and the faint green flame floated over and directly submerged into his eyebrows.

The Undead Flame, in Qin Liang's opinion, did not have one of the purest flames in the world. It's like a key that can open a door to the undead realm for each necromancer, a door of sincerity. Let the necromancer truly understand what the undead are and what the real necromancer is.

The moment the undead flame submerged into Qin Liang's eyebrows, Qin Liang's pale face became ruddy. A sound like a young bird breaking its shell sounded in Qin Liang's body. The undead flame was like a young bird bound in an eggshell, pushing through the eggshell that bound it in Qin Liang's body little by little. Let Qin Liang's spiritual power instantly cross the level of an intermediate undead master and cross into the advanced realm.

"I don't know how long I will be top-heavy." Qin Liang couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face.

Originally, his mental power was too strong, and his body couldn't catch up, and he felt like his soul was out of the sheath. This time, the unexpected acquisition of the Undead Flame made his spiritual power advance again, and this feeling of lightness and fluttering became even stronger.

After smiling bitterly, Qin Liang got up from the ground and chased in the direction where his classmates left. Although this threat was put to his knees, it is not known whether the enemy still has a means to hide.

And even if Kato was killed, the uneasiness in Qin's conscience still lingered, and it seemed that there was something dangerous that he hadn't discovered yet.

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