Tang Yinchen held his breath, and as the ground trembled, his body also swayed.

He raised his head slightly, looking around vigilantly.

Taking a deep breath, he put the fingers of his left hand together and pressed them against his forehead, and as the red and blue light points flickered, a scroll suddenly flew out of his forehead.

The length of its scroll was more than a few zhang, and Tang Yinchen saw ten lines at a glance, and he quickly found the secret method he needed with excellent eyesight.

Quickly stood up from the center of the circle, and stomped towards a certain charm under his feet, and in the next moment, he saw countless streams of light flying out of it.

At the same time, the circle took on a bipolar state, half shaped like ice and half like magma.

As the circle spreads, the cold ice and the hot, thick lava stretch out in all directions.

And among the white bones that were originally piled up in the mountains, there were also gray shadows flying out one after another.

This place is located in the Rift Realm outside the Six Realms, and is not subject to the rules of heaven and earth.

Only those evil spirits that Huangquan is unwilling to accept after death will not be able to enter the six realms of reincarnation, and will fall into the 'Rift Realm'.

They have a very strong body, and although they have no smell, their ugly appearance in different forms is enough to make people sick.

More and more necromancy, like moths to a flame, continued to fly towards Tang Yinchen's magic circle, but all his power came from the Frost Immersion Umbrella, and the Frost Immersion did not contract with him...... What's more, those necromancers had already cultivated their spirit bodies to be extremely powerful.

What Tang Yinchen's magic circle devoured and destroyed was just some weak scattered spirits.

As a result, Tang Yinchen soon showed fatigue.

He bit his lower lip, then let it go, his eyes already bloodshot, and soon, his body quickly began to shave.

Tang Yinchen gasped, he decisively stretched out his hand upward, and the floating frost-soaked umbrella suddenly stopped rotating, and layers of light waves suddenly spread.

Immediately afterward, all the spiritual power gathered along the umbrella face up, and its shimmer was as thin as a cicada's wings, as if a huge flower was closing its petals layer by layer. Eventually, a bud-like flower is formed.

As the blue or red points of light continued to fly out, those dead spirits who were like moths to a fire approaching Su Zhen and the others were frozen in an instant.

It's only a few breaths, but it's enough.

A strand of hair on Tang Yinchen's sideburns suddenly turned from black to white, and his pupils also turned silver frost.

Su Zhen, who was saving people in the enchantment, suddenly sank in her heart, and was slightly distracted, so she looked out and saw Tang Yinchen's lower body and arms turned into straw. Now I can still see it, I'm afraid that the only thing that can be seen is his face that has fascinated countless girls who have not yet left the cabinet.

However, Tang Yinchen at this moment is different from the past, he was frivolous and impetuous, but now his body is full of calm atmosphere, and he has the spirit of a heroic young man.

Su Zhen didn't know Tang Yinchen's intentions, she only knew that the opportunity she and Tang Yinchen had exchanged for their lives must not be broken!

And those necromancers also seemed to be aware of it, and a large part of them gave up the barrier that hit Su Zhen, and instead aimed the spearhead at Tang Yinchen.

However, they paid attention to him a little late.

When more than a dozen necromancers flew towards him, Tang Yinchen slowly twisted his right foot without changing his face. Instead of dodging, he even went straight up.

A series of terrible, piercing necromantic wails stimulated him to the point that blood flowed from his ears.

Tang Yinchen's mind was quite calm at the moment, so his complexion did not change color again.

His left foot lifted slightly, his toes rubbing against the ground, his eyes narrowing slightly, and as the necromancers approached, he waved his hand violently, put away the scroll, and then leaped into the air, flying into the air.

He didn't know where to conjure a dagger, and raised his hand directly to the heart.

With a 'hiss', the crimson robe and white undershirt slashed in response, and a series of blood beads formed a blood line that flew out with the blade.

The blood line seemed to have no end, and it even seemed like it was about to drain Tang Yinchen's blood.

His face became more and more pale, he was originally a merry young man, but now his head was white. Although his face does not look old, his haggard appearance now makes people feel distressed for no reason.

Tang Yinchen's heart blood crossed in an arc in the dark night, and a suction force suddenly came from the frost-soaked umbrella, and the blood line suddenly seemed to be pulled and sucked into the umbrella without interruption.

The original ice and fire spiritual power in the frost-soaked umbrella was incompatible, and it could not coexist, but it was not exclusive. But as they merged into Tang Yinchen's blood, they directly began to intertwine and entangle, and finally turned into silver-red spiritual power threads, and small circles of light and mist kept coming out......

In just a few breaths, the silk thread formed by the spiritual power was extremely tightly wrapped in the frost-soaked umbrella.

Tang Yinchen seemed to be a completely changed person, bathed in aura, but after a while, his body stopped being strawized.

Can...... His eyes also became dull......

Seeing this, those necromancers became more and more rampant, and they did not have any scruples, and when they poured towards Tang Yinchen, he could distinguish the extremely ugly and distorted faces more clearly.

The translucent gray necromancers were constantly elongated, and they soon overwhelmed Tang Yinchen.

Tang Yinchen watched motionlessly as they fell into the formation set up by Frost Immersion, although he was weaker, he couldn't resist the anti-heaven artifact in his hand.

He showed his usual confident and arrogant smile, his sword eyebrows raised, and his lips were slowly hooked without a trace of blood.

'......'

'Hiss......'

Those dead spirits had just fallen, and they turned into white mist.

And Tang Yinchen has completely disappeared, and even the light of the frost-soaked umbrella is getting weaker and weaker.

Su Zhen inadvertently looked back, almost cracked, and shouted, "Sugar fish!! Sugar Fish !!!! ”

Just as she was distracted, the enchantment that originally protected her and Yang Huanzhi also shattered.

Su Hao suffered from the backlash of her own spiritual power, and the qi and blood in her chest suddenly surged, and the spiritual power in her body burst out in an instant.

She raised her head in shock and looked up at the sky, and vaguely saw a slender white light appear in the night, as if someone was holding an axe and a divine sword, pulling the sky open a huge opening.

The white light in the crack is slanted, and the opening is still expanding.

Seeing this, many necromancers mistook it for the exit of the Riptive Realm, and immediately rushed there.

Among all the skulls, some of the necromancers also noticed it and flew out one after another.

However, as soon as they approached the white light, they were directly dispersed, and they immediately lost their minds.

However, they can't get out, but Su Zhen and the three can, especially Yang Huanzhi's body.

His soul is out of his body at this moment, and if those dead souls can go out through his body and live through his identity, it will be tantamount to a new life.

Such a beautiful thing, what a blessing.

Having found a way to survive, they were determined to survive in the face of death, no longer afraid of the Frost Circle and the power of Su Hao.