There was a high platform on the skull altar, half a meter high, extremely black, the light nearby was distorted, densely engraved with complicated runes, and there was a milky white flowing liquid floating on the high platform, the size of a fist, emitting a faint white light, and the holy aura was incompatible with this place.

In front of the high platform, there were two people shrouded in black robes, one of them stretched out his arm like dead wood, and in the palm of his hand was a black box, purple moire, open the box, white low lining, and if you looked closely, there was a black curvy hair on it.

A hoarse and piercing sound came from under the black robe, like the sound of rubbing a fingernail against glass...

"This is Zhou Tian's hair, we only got it after we died, are you sure?"

Another black-robed man took the box and said

"Zhou Tian is the only person in the Tianqin Imperial Family who has not cultivated, and he has received the least protection from the Dragon Fortune, if even he can't be killed, then our efforts will be in vain. ”

After carefully looking at the hair in the box, he asked strangely

"I didn't hear that Sunday's hair was curly. ”

The body of the other black-robed man stiffened, and he was silent for a while and said

"It's not his hair..."

“......”

The black-robed man holding the box didn't ask, not hair, but what part of his body had such long hair?

A dark energy enveloped the hair in the box and put it into the white liquid that was still flowing irregularly, and a magical scene happened.

The white liquid shines brightly, and the sound of chanting resounded in the void, and a white lotus bloomed, holy and noble, and the refreshing fragrance emanated.

In the depths of the lotus, a humanoid phantom slowly took shape, and his face gradually became clear that it was actually Zhou Tian's, but his eyes were closed, and a golden dragon shadow surrounded him, and the majestic sound of the dragon's groan shook the white lotus.

"This is the juice of the Heavenly Blood Divine Lotus, which can gather divine souls and even resurrect people, so it was wasted here"

A black-robed man said painfully, the Heavenly Blood Divine Lotus is a rare treasure, it can gather people's souls with a person's blood and hair, and even resurrect people who died not long ago, which is enough to become a sect foundation, but here it is just to connect with Zhou Tian's divine soul, and many divine effects are wasted.

"Okay, don't be sorry, get ready to start, if it succeeds, it's nothing. ”

Another black-robed man shot out strange and unpredictable runes towards the pitch-black high platform, and the other black-robed man next to him saw that his energy was rising, and he also shot out one rune after another.

The pitch-black platform lit up, and the dense runes engraved on it seemed to flow, and the runes poured out, covering the skull platform, and then covering the entire large array.

The entire Great Array began to operate, the array emitted a miserable green light, and countless revenants roared.

The black-robed man's sigils became faster and faster, and the yin wind blew off their masks, revealing two heads that looked like dry bones, their faces were pale, and drops of sweat were dripping down.

The countless souls in the array began to bite each other, and countless torture instruments appeared out of thin air and whipped at them, wisps of black aura were extracted by the black runes that covered the entire array, which was a collection of their pain, anger, resentment, and all negative emotions.

A pitch-black needle-shaped phantom on the rune platform began to appear and gradually solidify.

The revenant souls gradually decreased, one by one more powerful revenant souls appeared, and more and more black aura gushed out of their bodies, and the last revenant soul as high as a thousand zhang appeared, composed of countless revenant souls, with strong negative emotions, just looking at it made people dizzy.

Countless black runes climbed towards its body, densely packed like tadpoles, the body as high as a thousand zhang began to shrink, and countless miserable white breaths were squeezed out, which were all unwanted things, and it was less than a breath to breathe, and the thousand zhang soul was absorbed by the black runes.

All the black runes began to shrink, and as the last black rune entered the high platform, a substantial black thin needle was formed, and the surface looked extremely smooth, and if you zoomed in ten thousand times, you could see the extremely hideous ghost phantoms above.

"Success or failure is here!"

The two black-robed men glanced at each other, the energy rose, the runes surged, and the monstrous evil qi emitted, controlling the black thin needle to stab towards Zhou Tian in the white lotus.

Where the black needle passed, the white lotus turned into a black lotus, and extremely hideous human faces appeared on the lotus leaves, roaring and trying to escape from the lotus leaves.

The golden dragon shadow surrounding Zhou Mu seemed to feel something, let out a long groan, and twisted his body towards the black needle.

The black needle is not inconspicuous at all, but the power of infection is extremely powerful, the golden dragon shadow just touched it, and the dragon's eye flashed a trace of black, but after resisting for a moment, the entire dragon shadow turned black, and the dragon's eye revealed an evil gaze, but went in the direction of Zhou Tian.

"It worked!"

The two black-robed people were overjoyed when they saw this, this black needle is composed of people's negative emotions, the purest evil, and can fight against the dragon fortune that is also composed of the mental power of all beings.

Without the barrier of the dragon shadow, the black thin needle directly sank into the forehead of "Zhou Tian", and the closed eyes of "Zhou Tian" suddenly opened, and the eyes were all black.

With a bang, the phantom exploded, leaving only a sea of black lotus flowers.

"Great!"

"It worked!"

Two excited voices rang out, but in the deepest part of the black lotus sea that they had not seen, there was a white light that tried to gather after a moment, but it could only dissipate after a while, which represented the reappearance of the divine soul that had been connected with it.

......

Zhou Tian here, walking and walking, suddenly his eyes were dark, he fell backwards with fatigue, and a voice seemed to sound in his head before he lost consciousness.

"The undead system has been activated, and the number of deaths is increased by one ......"

When I regained consciousness, I was already in a room, and a voice came from my ears

“...... Therefore, Young Master Zhou is just out of strength, and it is not a big deal, no... Wake up, King Qin rest assured. ”

Zhou Tian was helped up from the bed, and there were a bunch of people in front of him, a middle-aged man with a tall figure and a majestic face, with a worried look on his face at the moment, this is his father, Zhou Yi, the King of Qin of the Tianqin Empire, with strong strength and great achievements.

Behind him is the old man who told him to get up, the housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion, who has served the Zhou family for three generations last Sunday, and he doesn't know what to call him, but they all call him Uncle Zhou, even his father.

There was an old man sitting beside the bed with three fingers on his veins, tapping from time to time, bringing up a white rune and entering his body, and the sentence just now was what he said.

There was also a white-haired middle-aged man he didn't know, followed by a young girl, with bright eyes, a slightly upturned nose, snow-white skin, a slender neck, a waist less than a hand, wearing a purple skirt, fat white thighs exposed, but her chest was a little flat, looking at him at the moment, there was an indescribable look in her eyes.