Black veins! unlike any of these colored veins!

Although the color of the spiritual vein was a little different, Lin Qianyu himself could clearly feel that his so-called black spiritual vein was actually a little stronger than the white spiritual vein.

Maybe he can reach the cyan level, or maybe he can't, after all, he has never encountered a spiritual vein with the cyan level, and there is no way to compare.

But Lin Qianyu could clearly feel that there seemed to be a trace of death and a trace of vitality in his black spiritual veins. There is a balance between anger and death, and under normal conditions, there is no clue.

But it seems that if you suppress one of them a little, the spiritual power of the other party will increase.

His eyes flickered slightly, then suppressed his anger slightly.

In the spiritual vein, the original pure spiritual power. It was gradually dyed with a faint layer of black, and an extremely strange aura emanated from it.

Death Spirit!

Although it was only contaminated with a trace of death, Lin Yuchen could clearly feel the horror in it. Thinking about it, he flicked his fingers, and a small beam of pale black spiritual power flew out, and then catapulted on a tombstone. The tombstone cracked open at first, and then gradually melted away from the corrosion of the dead air.

Hiss~

Taking a light breath, Lin Qianyu was directly frightened by the power of this death spiritual power. If he just knew the usefulness of this death spiritual power, why did he have to fight so hard with that jailer, you and me?

I was ecstatic in my heart, although my current strength was not enough to cultivate some spiritual arts. But if this death spiritual power is used properly, it is even more effective than those low-level spiritual arts!

It is also a lower spiritual vein realm, and neither side will use spiritual arts. At most, others can only rely on the advantage of some weapons, but they can rely on this death spiritual power to attack the enemy and win!

The only drawback is that after attaching this death aura, the consumption of spiritual power will be a bit large.

But he vaguely knew that the breath of death in his spiritual power might gradually increase with the gradual growth of the law of death in his future, and the breath of life should also be.

Thinking of this, he began to suppress the aura of death in his spiritual power.

Suddenly, the torrent of spiritual power stained with black gradually normalized, and then, it was covered with a layer of turquoise color.

Life Spiritual Power!

A ray of life spirit power ejected again and hit the tombstone, but the latter was only impacted and did not react in particular.

Lin Qianyu frowned, this power was a little different from what he imagined!

Life, supposedly, is equal to death. Could it be that the life spirit power has no other offensive use than to heal one's own injuries?

No, it's not!

He suddenly remembered that with the awakening of his life law, he seemed to have awakened a life system ability.

Life deprivation.

Life deprivation can take away the breath of life from the living on their own. The same can be done to kill the dead or the killed.

But the premise is to be able to break through other people's spiritual defenses.

If he didn't guess wrong, this person who was contaminated with his life spiritual power would be absorbed a part of his vitality.

The spiritual power of death breaks through the defense, and the spiritual power of life draws life force!

It's not a perfect combination!

If it is combined with the condensation of a wisp of flame to attack, the power will definitely be increased even more.

...

As time passed, the jailer's puppet dug up a lot of corpses in the corpse mound. But most of them are mutilated corpses, or have been dead for a long time. There is no way to resurrect these things.

Simply, the corpse hill is the corpse gang, and there are still a few corpses that remain intact after all. Under Lin Qianyu's summoning one by one, they woke up from death one after another.

The dead air here is very surging, and Lin Qianyu has almost completely absorbed the dead air here when he stays here.

However, since the burials were all ordinary people, the death qi contained in them was naturally far less huge than that of the spiritualists.

But even so, the color of the spiritual power in his black spiritual veins was also covered with a faint layer of black.

That's a sign of dead air more than anger.

With the addition of the jailer puppet, there are a total of four corpse golems. But only the jailer was a psychic master, and the other three were just ordinary people.

Such a force is not enough for him to set off a wave of undead in Maple Leaf Town.

To kill, you have to kill someone. He was able to resurrect them one by one, and then create a chaos of the undead.

Then, he could take the opportunity to find Lin Mengxiao in the chaos. And get out of here.

But before that, he had to determine where Lin Mengxiao was, or if she had been killed.

The mass grave is actually just a few miles outside of Maple Leaf Town, even if you walk back. It doesn't take too long.

Wait for Xiaoxiao, brother will go and rescue you...

With such a resolute thought, Lin Qianyu took his four undead warriors and walked towards the town.

Along the way, I didn't meet anyone. After all, on a snowy day, no one runs around.

...

"Rustle..."

Stepping on the snow, Lin Qianyu came to a house that was not too big.

This is his and Lin Mengxiao's home, and it is also where he used to live with his sister.

He has an older sister, who is his own sister, and her name is Lin Yi.

Lin Mengxiao is not Lin Qianyu's own sister, in fact, after Lin still left, Lin Qianyu picked it up on the street by chance.

At that time, Lin Mengxiao had no father and mother, lived a beggar life every day, and was bullied by many children.

At that time, Lin Qianyu came to her, beat away the group of children, and then took her home.

Since then, he has had an additional sister named Lin Mengxiao.

Lin Qianyu looked at this small courtyard that was familiar to his soul and gritted his teeth. After today, this place, which has carried his countless joys, will say goodbye to him.

"I'm sorry, sister, Xiaoxiao..."

muttered softly, Lin Qianyu was about to walk inside. But it was as if he faintly heard two scolding voices.

"MD, he's so poor, I thought he had something good. I only found a few gold coins, and it seems that he is also a poor ghost!"

"Alas, forget it, no matter how small the mosquito is, it's still meat, so let's order it! Go back and buy some wine and drink, this ghost weather is so cold!"

Footsteps approached, as the wooden door was kicked open. The two jailer-looking people were facing each other with Lin Qianyu and the four corpses.

"You... Escape from prison!!!!" The fat jailer on the left pointed at him in disbelief with wide eyes.

Next to the fat jailer was a tall and thin jailer. He reacted, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he instantly pulled out the blade at his waist, and then said, "Hmph! He is a repeat offender of the Li family, so let's take him back now. The Lord will reward us with a great deal!"

When the fat jailer heard this, he also laughed. In this way, don't you earn it yourself?

They didn't take Lin Qianyu in their eyes at all, because to them, Lin Qianyu was just an ordinary sixteen-year-old ghost. As long as you use a little spiritual power, you can directly capture him. Not to mention that there are two more people.

Lin Qianyu looked at them coldly, then beckoned, and said coldly: "Up!"

Behind him, four black shadows swept out directly. Led by the jailer of the lower Spirit Vein Realm, they rushed to the front of the two jailers.

The two of them were startled, and then jumped away at the same time, and after seeing the true faces of the four corpse puppets, their pupils shrank suddenly.

This... What the hell is this?!why... Dead person... Corpses, can still move?!

A strange and terrifying emotion welled up in their hearts, and they both felt their bodies tremble. It seems that he is extremely frightened of the situation in front of him.

These are all dead people, how can dead people move?!

Driven by the fear in their hearts, neither of them even had time to release the strength of their lower spirit vein realm!

"Whew!"

The jailer's corpse let out a beastly howl, and he stretched out his stiff palms. The palm of his hand condensed with surging spiritual power, and then slapped the thin jailer on him, and actually slapped the thin jailer directly into the room, causing a loud sound.

Then the jailer's corpse burst into the room, followed by the three remaining normal corpses, with the same stiff palms. A punch slammed into the fat jailer.

The latter also reacted at this moment, and then turned around. Avoided the attacks of the three.

"Grass! It's haunted!"

With a scolding word, the fat jailer quickly calmed down his heart. Then the spiritual power of the body surged, and it burst out at a faster speed.

"Bang!"

A punch slammed into the chest of one of the ordinary corpses, and a crisp bone cracking sound rang out. The corner of the fat jailer's mouth curled into a sinister smile, and then his arm erupted with more force, and the corpse was smashed to the ground with a single punch.

But the beaten corpse screamed as if it didn't feel the pain. Then the white claws firmly grasped the fat jailer.

Behind them, the two ordinary corpses rushed over, both raising their bony arms and slamming them the fat jailer's back. This powerful force caused the latter to fall directly.

The fat jailer's heart was shocked, this group of corpses, although they were not spiritualists in their lifetime. But after resurrecting after death, he actually has more strength and speed than normal. And most crucially, they don't know what pain is. No matter how much damage they are given, they will always fight as long as they are not completely destroyed.

But what even Lin Qianyu didn't know was that although these people were just ordinary people, after their own summoning, their own death law woke up the dead qi in their corpses. They have long since left the realm of ordinary people, although they are still not as powerful as the spiritualists. But the three piles together can barely suppress the fat jailer.

However, a psychic is a psychic after all. When the three corpses pounced on the fat jailer, the latter's spiritual power exploded, and he directly shook the three corpses away.

But suddenly, his eyes widened. Then, slowly, he turned around.

Behind him, there was the young man's cold eyes, and the right hand with a wisp of dark red flames wrapped around it, and the left hand with a wisp of pale cyan flame.

"Die. ”

Lin Qianyu's cold words were like the judgment of death at this moment, and he pierced those hands directly through the latter's chest. Then, wisps of turquoise anger and wisps of death poured from the fat jailer's body down his arms into his body.