The four temples are very quiet!

There are only five people in the hall, Chuncao, Tina, him and Gali Eugene, and a death attendant, and the people in Wuyang and Wuyang outside the hall don't even have a murmur, and everyone's eyes are on Chuncao.

At first, Chuncao's body was just a faint black light, but after half a quarter of an hour, the black light on her body had reached a dazzling point at this time.

The night knows that this is a critical moment, not only to realize, but also to gain!

The inheritance stone of the "Law of the Dead" of the Necromancer Ralph Xibas records the most orthodox way of necromancy, and if you don't respect your ancestors, the four inheritance stones are not perceptible except for the "Necromantic Book" of the Osmond Necromantic Sword Saint, this is definitely the worst inheritance stone for him in the night, and it is not an ordinary luxury to waste it on the orthodox necromancy practice in a limited time!

There are a lot of records in the library of a large number of conventional necromancy techniques to advance to the library, there is no need to waste it so much, recording the way of control of the army of the undead, and it is also part of the "Holy Evil Sutra" that summons and sacrifices the evil spirits and demonic beasts of the hell abyss, as well as the curse system, the poison system, and part of the blood necromancy method, the application of the demon contract, and a large number of heretical and evil spells have inheritance records, these two inheritance stones are much stronger than this one.

But Chuncao is not him, and he doesn't know what Chuncao thinks, which inheritance stone others love to understand, which inheritance stone will be perceived, maybe it seems that there is no inheritance in him, and when he arrives at others, he may feel something else different.

The light is getting brighter and brighter, and the four temples that are a little yin are even more in darkness!

Chuncao is covered in black light, this kind of inheritance light is more precisely a kind of concrete manifestation of the sea of spiritual consciousness, and some can even show the specific perception of the Fa, and if you go up in the night, if you can perceive things, it will not be black light, but light green light, because it is this color that the dead air in his sea of spiritual consciousness is compressed.

This is not the highest level of dead air performance, when light green turns into a dark green color is another class, and when the dark green color is converted back to black, it is the top performance of dead air, and the black of that dead air color will show a pure black, not a foggy gray black like the current spring grass.

The level of death in the sea of spring grass spiritual consciousness is low, which is not as good as the night, but there is no such thing as strength and the level of death qi, and the facts speak for themselves.

After another quarter of an hour, the four temples had completely turned into five fingers, and only a few pairs of miserable green soul flames were flickering, which could prove that several people in the main hall were watching the source of darkness.

There seemed to be a sudden heartbeat in the hall, and there was a knock twice that knocked straight into the heart of the night, and he didn't know what method Chuncao had realized on it, because this feeling came and went quickly.

As the feeling of beating the heart disappeared, the darkness in the hall gradually dissipated, and a deep inhalation sound sounded, filling the hall with dead air, trying to find the source of venting, and frantically surging towards Chuncao's body.

In two breaths, the four temples were completely emptied, and there was no trace of dead air active in the main hall.

"Tsk~~"

The dark night shook his head and praised him, such a control over the death qi, that is, the marrow washing ten thousand bones he poured half a bottle of it was estimated that it was slightly worse than it, it was true that Chuncao had a high talent when he became a necromancer, but it was a little unreasonable that he poured so much marrow washing ten thousand bones into his belly, and he didn't know how he cultivated it.

Spring grass is spring grass, these two words represent everything!

Chuncao directly sucked back the dead qi that had been stirred up by the sea of spiritual consciousness, stood up and glanced at the place where the sound was made, and when he saw the night staring at him, he smiled at him and nodded his forehead.

The night knows, it's respect!

As long as he didn't say that he had finished his understanding, no one would touch the inheritance stone, including the group of people outside the hall, and also his night.

The West French continent respects teachers and teachers, and all students are well educated in Gado Academy.

Chuncao glanced around and then didn't say a word, and sat directly in front of the inheritance stone of the Undead Saint Master Silvesstein's "Magic Book".

This is the third inheritance stone, and of course the last inheritance stone, the first three that can perceive the Void Seed being integrated into the sea of spiritual consciousness, and the last inheritance stone is used by the Dark Sword Master.

Watching the spring grass plate sit in front of the third inheritance stone in the dark night, he smiled, this is finally knowing how to change the evil and return to the right?

Knowing that spending limited time in the place where it should be used, isn't it nonsense for a poet of hell to perceive the purest method of the dead?

When did he use a regular mage of the undead system!

The dark night grabbed a piece of amethyst rough stone from the space ring, sat cross-legged and began to meditate, he was a two-day time limit, since he quickly gave up the first and second inheritance stones, he would inevitably spend all his time on the third inheritance stone.

was dragged to this place by Gally Eugene, it is better to go directly than to wait for the spring grass to finish, and he is not short of the absorption of the two amethyst stones.

As soon as he crossed his knees beside the pillars of the main hall, he felt the dead air in the sky come alive again.

I opened my eyes and glanced at the spring grass, and then there was a little bit of a bad taste in my mouth.

There was a faint black light all over his body, and his whole body was even more distorted by the death qi.

He didn't see the first inheritance stone when he realized it, but he caught up with the second one, and he didn't miss the third one.

Don't you want to be so strong!

Someone else senses something on a inheritance stone, and it's all burning high incense and walking away from shit, and this thing seems to feel something on it as simple as drinking water and eating.

"Isn't it a little perverted?"

Gary Eugene, who was next to the night, was also a little stunned, knowing that Chuncao was strong, but he didn't know that he was also so strong in the perception of the inheritance stone.

"What do you want me to say, what do you say he is not strong in?

The night muttered to Gallie Eugene, realizing that something does not mean that it is a useful thing, and even if it is useful, it may not be suitable for one's ability.

From the second Ralph Xibas Undead Saint Master's "Law of the Dead" inheritance stone so quickly, he knew that what he felt in Chuncao was not what he needed, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with not wasting time to comprehend the third inheritance stone, even if he let him do it.

After all, time limits don't come easily!

This time, the speed was not much slower than the last time, and the hall was already full of active dead qi in the moment of dark contemplation, and the body of Chuncao was like a source of darkness, and the black light flickered!

It's just a little unstable, rising and falling, and the spring grass at this time seems to have encountered a problem.

The inheritance of the "Magic Book" of the necromancer Silvestan is much more complicated, and there are many curses, poisons, blood necromancy, Yilai's demon contract and heretical magic, all of which are there, and it is estimated that he has realized the conflict with his own law.

But this does not affect the other party's ability to perceive things from above, and Huaguang Dafang explains everything.

The Four Temples once again completely fell into a state of not being able to see their fingers, and this time the phenomenon of representation was even worse, and the sound of spring grass's breathing could be clearly heard in the night.

He frowned, this breathing speed was not right at all!

The beating of the necromancer's heart at his level is basically maintained at about thirty per minute, but Chuncao's breathing is basically five to six times that of this, and this kind of beating is unbearable for ordinary people.

As soon as my thoughts fell, I heard the sound of blood spitting in the night!

"Hold your heart and vein, stabilize your spiritual consciousness, and slowly pull back the surging dead air!"

The Death Squire directly blasted into the ears of the night, and he knew that it was said to Harukusa, who was vomiting blood.

"It's okay! It's much more comfortable to vomit up a mouthful of reverse blood. ”

As the sound of the spring grass fell, the dead qi that was stirred up in the hall instantly reversed, heading towards the body of the spring grass swarm.

Seeing this speed of pulling out the dead qi, he took a deep breath in the dark night, it seems that there should be nothing wrong, it is just a manifestation of the loss of control of the dead qi of the sea of spiritual consciousness, and it hits the five internal organs along the meridians, and it is normal to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, as long as the operation of the dead qi is controlled, it is basically no big problem, and it will be alive and kicking in less than three days after pouring a few tubes of primary treatment medicine.

"Everything recorded in the "Demon Codex" is a bit evil, don't feel those weird things, just focus on the Fa-rectification. ”

The dark night looked at the spring grass that was a little wilted, and said a word to him.

The Necromancer Sylvestan Stan's "Magic Book" is definitely the most evil of the three necromancer lineages, recording either Yi Lai's law or things played by heretics, and it is too normal for what he realizes to conflict with what he has learned.

"I know, but I'll see. ”

Chuncao wiped the blood on the side of her mouth and said to the night with a wry smile.

"Let's go to the Library Pavilion for the bypass. ”

"No need, come on, I'll give up the land. ”

After saying something to the night, Chuncao stood up, and then staggered towards the outside of the hall, obviously this little injury would have to be relieved for two days.

"What do you mean? You have a lot of time, the "Demon Book" is not suitable for other ones, the undead archmage Junlun, Kulbusli's "Holy Evil Sutra" inheritance stone, the way of control is very important to you and me. ”

"No, it's not my Tao, it's not my Fa, it's useless to look at it, so you don't have to look at it. ”

Chuncao looked back and said a word to the night and went straight out of the main hall, and the people outside the hall made way for him as if they saw the night.

Watching Chuncao's white-robed figure disappear, the night was a little messy!

What do you mean that it's not your Tao, it's not your Fa, and you don't fucking look at it?

And at this time, the night wants to know, what the hell is your spring grass method!