Senluo Ghost Domain, gloomy and gloomy, countless fierce spirits and ghosts wandering!

Looking at it in the dark night, his eyes were a little straight, he was not frightened by this group of vicious ghosts at all, but he was a little excited to find Bei.

When are necromancers afraid of this thing?

The pile of ghosts in front of him looked at the transparent and illusory body, but it was not the vicious ghost just now, just a bunch of ghosts, at best, they were ghosts tainted with resentment.

This thing is a treasure for the night!

Countless treasures, this is a treasure mountain, he rubbed lightly under his feet, countless soul fragments that had not had time to dissipate and melt, and the snowflakes kicked by him flew, just like the world after the first snow.

It's white, it's not a hell of an abyss, what kind of place?

Only in that legendary place can there be so many ghosts and ghosts roaming, and only that place will soul fragments be everywhere, like snow covering the earth!

"Golden souls, what is this?"

The dark night looked at a golden soul in front of him and said a word, in his four-year "elementary school" career, he really didn't know that this soul had gold!

It's usually quiet and bright, and the powerful ones can condense an entity, even if the soul is broken by the red-clothed ghost and the soul is a pale silver, how can it not run out of the silver category.

Holy and noble, the brilliance is diffuse, obscure and eternal, and there is a deep breath of vicissitudes of time, it seems that it is not a human thing, what kind of soul is this?

He is a bit of a circle, he has been a necromancer apprentice for so many years, and he has also captured ghosts for so many years, this is the first time he has seen this kind of thing!

The night is a little crazy about this golden soul body, but I don't know if this thing can be the main soul of his oil-paper umbrella!

"That's the Bright Spirit, the Spirit of the Holy Spirit!"

"Who?"

The dark night was completely blinded by the gold coins, and he didn't notice that there were still people in this broken place, and when he looked up, he was suspicious!

Looking back at the source of the sound of vicissitudes, the night almost didn't break out, listen to the sound and know people!

There was a bright black cloth ribbon floating in front of the rickety figure with all the beard and hair in front of him, this was not his own treasure, what was it!

And this voice is not the power that has a fate with his own death?

The black cloth belt that stared at the void with red eyes in the dark night, and the murderous heart was there.

If it weren't for the terrifying impression left on him by the giant claw just now, he could have directly pulled out his knife and cut down that light elemental figure.

"Come here, little friend, there is a powerful ghost with a thousand years of cultivation beside you, and you don't want to be drained of your soul for a while, so come to my side. The clumsy figure in the light was another old and tired voice.

Hearing this in the dark night, he was directly frightened, took two steps forward, and turned his head to look, covered in cold sweat.

Two spring grasses!

Two identical spring grasses!

Even his demeanor is the same! The soul fire in the eyes of the dark night is surging, and he has not broken this vanity after staring at it for a long time.

Although the bright and rich figure made him uncomfortable, he still obediently listened to the vicissitudes of life, and hurriedly leaned towards the end, but he was beaten out of his heart by this ghost.

A powerful ghost soul that has been cultivated for more than 200 years still uses a secret treasure to destroy it, but it is conceivable that the main soul of this thousand years of powerful ghosts, put him in front of this ghost, it is estimated that he can only be used to stuff his teeth!

"Why are you? Stinky beggar, greedy for my secret treasure!"

When I went to the bright place in the dark night, I looked closely at the person in this bright light, his beard and hair were all white, his face was unkempt, his face was full of vicissitudes, folds and ditches, and the single-horned dung fork in front of him was more conspicuous, how could this person not know him in the night.

This was the stinky beggar who invited him to eat meatloaf and bought him a suit of clothes, and the old beggar gave him a lecture on the doctrine of the God of Light that night.

If you don't remember the night, you'll be ghosted!

It was the first time in his life that he had seen someone teach the Necromancer the doctrine of light, and it could be regarded as an eye-opener, and it was really a big forest with all kinds of birds.

"Xiaoyou, I have a fate with you!"

Hearing this sentence in the dark night, he almost didn't blow up his lungs, and when he opened his mouth, he was sprayed wildly, and the night felt that he was justified, who cares what powerful and high-level you are, you came to this broken town and were in rags, I treated you well in the night, you treated me like this, how could you not be angry!

"Master invited you to eat meatloaf and buy you new clothes to wear, and you treat me like this?

Rob my artifact treasure, just tell me a fate, I'm going to say a fate to the Bright Sect Temple, can you go and deduct all the gold wires on the walls of that temple, and go home and melt them into gold coins as money?"

The night watched the light on his body bloom, and his brain was not stupid, he heard that Forget Worry said that there was a big man in the Guangming Temple, and it was estimated that he was this old man.

How could those religious lunatics do such a shameless act in their hearts, just a group of upright boys with a strong sense of justice?

"Little friend, what kind of artifact secret treasure is this, this is an ominous thing!

If you are not afraid of a tragic death, my Monroe and Lingde will use up this powerful ghost and return it to you directly, you don't want it for me!"

Monroe and Lingde looked at the crazy night in front of them, shook their heads and smiled bitterly at him.

When I heard that this old beggar named Monroe and Lingde wanted to return him, I was relieved, but when I heard his words again, I was very puzzled: "Unknown?

Monroe and Lingde looked at the puzzled eyes of the little undead in front of them and said, "Don't say! I will pay you back in a while, remember that it is better to use this thing less in the future, I will use this thing once for the old beggar, and it will drain my life for fifty years! Which of your two comrades in front of you is real?"

When he heard it in the dark night, he was also shocked in his heart, and he lost his life! It was indeed demonic, he felt that this old beggar should not lie to him, and he had never heard of a liar for people who believed in light!

"Which one is fake?"

The night looked at the two spring grasses, and the two spring grasses stared at each other with big eyes in fear, that is, the "Book of the Dead" in his hand was all rolled with raw edges, the same white sacrificial long-distance run, the same facial expressions, the illusory technique of this thousand-year-old ghost, he also gained knowledge!

Chuncao on the left pointed to Chuncao on the right and said to the night in horror: "Dark! Why does he look like me?"

And Chuncao on the right pointed to Chuncao on the left and said, "Dark night!

........

Looking at the two Chuncao who accused each other in the dark night, he was dumbfounded and completely dumbfounded, even if he fought with Chuncao all day long, he couldn't see through this falsehood.

He couldn't help but turn his head to glance at the power of the Bright Sect called Monroe and Lingde, and said in a trembling voice: "My dear uncle!

It's my business!

Why don't you study and study by yourself, and if you want to kill someone, you can pick one with your eyes closed, and I'll go to the side to study and study your so-called Holy Spirit soul?"

Monroe and Lingde shouted into the night: "Nonsense! That's a creature in the world, how can it be such a child's play!"

If I had killed by mistake, how could I have been able to uphold the doctrine of light that I had practiced for more than 600 years, and my sense of self-reproach would not have allowed me to enter the kingdom of the God of Light. ”

"You have no conscience, I saved you just now, you did this to me!"

"Die in the night! Aren't you a little cruel to beating you up in the dark, as for taking revenge on me like this?"

.........

In the dark night, I was scolded by the two spring grasses, and my head was so big that I sprayed directly at the two spring grasses.

"You two uncles, don't take revenge on you with me as a big-tailed wolf, what's wrong with your real spring grass? I ask you two, when was the last time you beat me?"

"The first day of the autumn festival!"

"The first day of the autumn outing!"

The two spring grasses are simply in unison, and the night is also confused, and all the good tricks are wasted, this autumn ritual is the name of the academy, and the autumn tour is their own name, and they can't distinguish it according to this gap at all.

The dark night stared at the two spring grass expressionlessly and said, "I'm asking you two, why haven't you two seen you two in the academy during this time?"

"Necromancer Guild Library!"

"Grave worship!"

The night was completely speechless, these two things he knew that this spring grass often does, and no one's number one is not due to talent, it is all due to the hard work of the day after tomorrow.

Chuncao did soak there a lot, and he often came across it when he went there.

Go to the tomb to worship, it is the tomb with the strange epitaph of "One Hundred and Seventy-Three" written on it in the Dian Garden of the Bright Sect Temple, that is his teacher, and he often does this!

In the dark night, he felt that his scalp was a little explosive, and the vanity of the thousand-year-old cultivation ghost made him a little afraid, even if this ghost killed the spring grass and replaced himself, he probably couldn't feel it.

He looked back a little helplessly at the great power called Monroe and Lingde behind him, this is definitely a great master, who can have a lifespan of more than 600 years?

Only a Grand Master can live to this age!

His dean, Pigon and Dormammu, was the first existence he had ever seen that required to be looked up to, and this time he had actually seen another one.

He learned to be obedient this time, and his tone of voice was no longer fierce and obedient, he was ignorant and fearless just now!

"Uncle! My dear uncle! How can I divide this? Let's come according to your mood, let's have a random method, how happy you are, how to come, kill casually, I will collect his body." ”

The night was almost crying and said, this is his business, isn't this great master of light in front of him embarrassing, he is a little undead apprentice, how can he see through the powerful Taoism of this powerful ghost.

"I'll grass your uncle, night!"

"Why don't you die ........"

The two Chuncao were a little anxious when they heard the night say this, and they scolded at the night, the real and fake Chuncao's facial expressions were the same fierce, and the tone was the same.

The dark night glanced at the two abusive Chuncao, and shrank his head, even if this real Chuncao was alive in the end, he could think of his consequences, and the real Chuncao would definitely be able to beat them, and the good old man didn't know him.

The dark night was also a pig teammate, and he pit a handful of spring grass fiercely, but fortunately, Monroe and Lingde in front of him are an upright ascetic!

Even if you change to another great master, you will wait to collect the corpse of this spring grass at night, for this kind of ant who is not even a "teacher", you will not care if you are dead or alive, and you would rather kill the wrong one than let it go!