"Garden party? Why should I know? ”

Chen Jue, who was wearing a conch shell, responded indifferently, with no emotion on his face.

Since the beginning of the new era, although the major families are deeply rooted, there are also many grassroots rising forces.

There are many names, big and small, I don't know how many, Chen Jue naturally doesn't have the heart to understand every single one.

Perhaps because of the indifference between Chen Jue's words, the necromancer standing on the hill glanced at him, and was about to say something, when he suddenly raised his staff and looked back.

In mid-air, only a "bang" sound was heard, and a figure carrying a pair of purple wings swept low in the air.

"Xiao Yan?!"

Even if he didn't see the person's face clearly, but when he saw the pair of purple cloud wings, both Chen Jue and the necromancer knew the identity of the person who came.

Xiao Yan, who flew in mid-air, looked at the two strangely dressed people by the lake from a distance, and was subconsciously stunned.

He happened to come around from behind this lake before, and he didn't know about the confrontation between the Furukawa and Yuemei before the temple, but he came here by relying on the ancient ring's medicine old soul to feel the breath of strange fire.

"Is it the Serpent Guard?"

Xiao Yan's body did not slow down a bit, and between the fighting spirits and wings, he subconsciously made a decision.

It's just that when he was about to make a move, Yao Lao, who had been urging him to run towards the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, suddenly sighed lightly and reminded him.

"There's something wrong with that black-robed man......"

"What do you mean?"

"Be careful."

As soon as Yao Lao's words fell, Xiao Yan suddenly saw the black-robed man on the hillside raise the long staff in his hand and point at him! Immediately, a dark green aura burst up, and almost in the blink of an eye, it landed on his head!

After having experienced so many experiences in the Demon Beast Mountain Range and this desert, Xiao Yan's current combat instinct is already extremely strong.

Almost before that dark green aura rushed to the front door, he backhanded the Xuanwei ruler behind him horizontally in front of him!

The Xuanzhong ruler that can suppress the fighting spirit is extremely thick, and with Xiao Yan's own fighting energy, it directly blocked the dark green aura!

After a simple temptation, the purple cloud wings behind Xiao Yan trembled, and his body shot towards the necromancer on the hillside like an arrow!

"Good time!"

The necromancer on the hillside did not have the slightest intention of withdrawing, but raised his staff and shouted, and wisps of black qi gathered on the staff, obviously brewing a killing move.

The sudden-for-tat confrontation between the two fell in Chen Jue's eyes, and he inevitably felt a little inexplicable for a while, until he heard the necromancer cheer, which was considered to be a reaction.

"Is it another person who tries to kill gods? I really don't know how thick the sky is. ”

Chen Jue had long seen that these capable people of the Awakening Game rank were very arrogant.

At the beginning, it was already a very rebellious thing for that qigong master to kill the Amethyst Winged Lion King in one move, but I didn't expect this necromancer to want to kill Xiao Yan, who was lucky enough to kill heaven and earth?

As a person with the same ability, in fact, Chen Jue also understood this kind of almost crazy battle intent, and even when he entered the hidden world secret realm again after a long time, he still had this unquenchable battle intent when he saw Han Li, who was a mortal cultivator.

It was an expression of uneasiness, an expression of despair.

In this era of rampant beasts, even the supreme cannot live in peace, there is no end to the turbulent evolutionary mutations, and everyone has a string in their hearts.

Once you enter the hidden world, seeing such a comfortable environment, you know that the protagonist will become an immortal and a god, and every capable person in the new era will want to replace him.

If there are alien civilizations in this world, then these current alien civilizations should be capable people of the new era like Chen Jue.

They have a glimpse of the future and have come to these lower planes, but they are afraid that few people are willing to honestly return to the alien wasteland to eat mud.

What's more, these people who inherit the abilities of the game's rank seem to be much more affected by the game characters than many gifted bloodline awakeners.

"Flame Splitting Wave Ruler!"

When Chen Jue was thinking a lot of things in his heart, he suddenly heard Xiao Yan shouting, and a fierce wind pressure fell out of thin air in mid-air!

Under the tremendous force, the heavy black ruler seemed to ignite a red fire from the hilt!

Above the ruler. Those strange special patterns are emitting fiery red light at this moment!

In less than a year, Xiao Yan's fighting spirit has been able to touch the Xuanzhong ruler?!

The heavy slash was like a wave breaking wildly, coming in an instant, and even Chen Jue stood hundreds of steps away and felt a tingling pain on his face blown by the strong wind, one can imagine how much pressure the necromancer standing on the small hill was facing!

"Can he stop it?"

Xiao Yan's shot was a Flame Splitting Wave Ruler, a real ground level fighting skill, and the thin necromancer was like a raging leaf, drifting with the tide and crumbling.

But before this thought fell in Chen Jue's heart, Xiao Yan's Flame Devouring Wave Ruler slashed in front of the necromancer, and there was a loud thunderous sound in response!

This "bang" sound shook Chen Jue's ears and almost knelt on his knees!

On the hillside, the powerful wind pressure of the Flame Devouring Wave Ruler leveled the entire hillside, leaving only a small area where the necromancer stood!

An inconspicuous bluestone tombstone stood in front of the necromancer, and the tombstone, which seemed to be only half a person high, actually steadily blocked Xiao Yan's heavy slash!

Xiao Yan stood in the air, the purple cloud wings behind him slowly fanned, holding the Xuanzhong ruler in his hand, his eyes fell on the bluestone stele, and he frowned secretly.

Under his gaze, behind the bluestone tablet, a skeletal paw stretched out tremblingly, and patted the dust on the bluestone tablet a little funny.

"Be careful, there's something weird about that man."

There was no need for Yao Lao to remind him, Xiao Yan had already realized the strangeness when he saw the white bone skeleton carrying the bluestone tablet on his back.

It's just that what he subconsciously is not fear, but indifference.

Yao Lao, as a native figure of the Douqi Continent, may not know this method of manipulating white bones, but in the eyes of Xiao Yan, a traverser, he naturally vaguely guessed the identity of the black-robed man.

"Xiao Yan! Are you scared? ”

After a Flame Devouring Wave Ruler, Xiao Yan didn't make another move, but the necromancer began to shout.

Xiao Yan originally wanted to ask a few words, but when he heard the meaning of this, he directly lowered his face, jumped up, and raised his hand to slash again!

Under the hood, the necromancer sneered but didn't fight back, just leaning on the tombstone in front of him to block Xiao Yan's successive heavy slashes!

The necromancer, who seemed to have no power to fight back, was faintly a few points stronger than Xiao Yan's strength!

In fact, in Chen Jue's eyes, this necromancer is not only a few points stronger than Xiao Yan, but can even be said to be completely crushed!

This can be seen from the bluestone tombstone that blocked Xiao Yan several times in a row, and not a single white mark was left.

Necromancers don't have much direct attack magic, and they rely more on applying various negative effects to summon the undead to fight.

But there is one spell that has been famous for a long time, and at the same time is always forgotten.

Its learning conditions are very demanding, and it is almost impossible for a necromancer to learn in the traditional wizarding world, but in the game world, due to the system's forced judgment, this spell has a very small chance to return to the table.

"The Guardian ...... of the Defenders"

The necromancer who sank into the realm of the dead is spurned by all living beings in the world, and then there is another person who is obsessed with his faith and sticks to it.

That's himself.

The guardian of the Guardian is a powerful spell formed by the necromancer's own bones as a medium for casting.

The power of this spell can almost be equated with the external incarnation of the immortal cultivation world!

In the age of magic, he is perhaps the only one who can have the strongest faith in a necromancer, and be the most devout adherent supporter of him.

In the realm of the dead, he gave up his body as a living person, and since then he has the qualification to talk to the dead, and he has officially set foot in the realm of necromancy.

And the body sacrificed by the necromancer does not necessarily disappear into the realm of the dead.

As early as the Middle Ages, at the height of magical civilization, there was a necromancer who once reclaimed his body and found that his body had been baptized by the realm of the dead, and since then it has become the best summon!

That necromancer was called Osephan.

He's the most notorious liar in the Moonridge Hills, with cunning and treachery his motto, but he does possess a magical perception that many people can only dream of.

On the day he was beheaded by the local lord.

Holding a giant scythe, the wandering revenant in black robe felt the powerful soul aura of Usepan, waiting for the moment when the other person's head hit the ground, bringing him into the realm of the dead.

Osephan rightfully succumbed to it, and awakened to the power to summon the dead.

Just when the wandering soul wants to take away his nothing. When it came to the head and body, Usepan's innate cunning allowed him to reclaim his body at the hands of the wandering revenant.

In this way, Usepan had a soul that had risen from the dead, and at the same time had a body that had long since died.

His body was the most devout believer in his soul, and he was not afraid of any harm in the world because he was already dead!

He is his own defender!

In front of the small hill, Xiao Yan made hundreds of consecutive heavy slashes, all of which did not leave any traces on the bluestone tablet in front of the necromancer.

At this moment, Xiao Yan finally realized that something was wrong, and the Ziyun Wing behind him was shocked and wanted to leave.

But at this moment, the necromancy spell, which had been silent all along, suddenly raised its head and sneered.

"Want to run?! It's late! ”

The dark power that had already gathered erupted almost instantly, and the overwhelming black mist directly engulfed Xiao Yan, who couldn't dodge, in an instant!

This move was so decisive, it didn't drag the mud and water at all, and even Chen Jue, who had been standing on the sidelines and watching the battle for a long time, was stunned for a while.