After entering the fourth floor, Zhuang Yichen went straight to the mysterious circle of light suspended in mid-air. Zhuang Yichen couldn't figure out its origin and function for a while. He stepped forward curiously, but as soon as he walked five or six meters away from the mysterious aperture, a transparent light mask suddenly appeared in the space in front of him, protecting the entire aperture.

Zhuang Yichen's footsteps were blocked by this layer of light mask, and he put a bone spur on the transparent light mask, but the bone spur hit the light mask, and the seemingly fragile bubble-like light mask only shook it slightly, and there was no other reaction. Seeing this, Zhuang Yichen no longer continued to try, but observed the mysterious circle of light through the transparent light mask.

The tiny dots of light on the aperture rotate in a swirling shape, as if there are countless galaxies born in it, and it looks mysterious. In the center of the aperture was a thick darkness that even the soul could breathe into.

He stared at it carefully for a moment, and suddenly felt dizzy. Zhuang Yichen quickly came back to his senses and no longer looked at the center of the aperture.

Just as Zhuang Yichen was thinking about how to break through the transparent light shield, the mysterious aura in front of him suddenly accelerated and rotated, and as the aperture rotated, its center was also constantly expanding, and after a few seconds, a suffocating aura came out of it.

The aura was cold and domineering, with a deep indifference. Feeling the powerful aura, Zhuang Yichen's face couldn't help but become solemn. He put his ghoul skeleton and the Fallen Demon skeleton in front of him, and then took the elite ghoul skeleton back into the necromantic space to be kept as a final killer weapon.

Just when Zhuang Yichen was preparing all this, the owner of that aura also walked out of the aperture.

It was a black-robed skeleton mage, and unlike the summoned necromantic creatures, he was a self-aware, true undead.

This powerful undead soul had a noble dark purple soul fire jumping in his eyes, and as soon as he appeared in the space of this layer, he raised his head and glanced at Zhuang Yichen casually. As his glance swept over, Zhuang Yichen suddenly felt that the air around him seemed to be frozen, he took a hard breath, and then stared coldly at the mysterious and powerful undead in a black robe.

His spiritual power mobilized the source of magic power in his body, frantically condensing the magic core. Secretly preparing for magic.

Just when Zhuang Yichen was about to fight him to the death, the mysterious power from heaven and earth that he had felt last time suddenly reappeared. Only this time, the object of that mysterious power has become this powerful undead.

Zhuang Yichen once again felt the vast power contained in the mysterious power, only to see that the powerful undead was instantly imprisoned in place by this mysterious power, but he seemed to have known that things would be like this, the soul fire in his eyes was still burning quietly, he looked at Zhuang Yichen calmly, and there was even some banter in his eyes.

Soon, the mysterious power between heaven and earth disappeared, and the soul fire in the eyes of the undead turned from purple to blue, and finally to green. After the soul fire in the eyes of the undead turned green, the spiritual coercion revealed in his body also disappeared.

Looking at this scene, Zhuang Yichen couldn't help but think of the skeleton knights sleeping on the third layer of the meteorite, as well as the spiritual imprint of the elite ghouls who were sealed by the mysterious power after he left the meteorite. He felt that there must be some connection between them. After the undead was released from the confinement, he moved his neck, obviously very dissatisfied with the sudden decline in strength.

He looked at Zhuang Yichen, and then a spiritual thought entered his brain: "Despicable human, you can actually come here!" ”

Receiving this information, Zhuang Yichen froze for a moment, and then the same Zhuang Yichen passed on a spiritual thought: "Those monsters are what you made, right?" ”

Receiving the message from Zhuang Yichen, an angry thought once again reached Zhuang Yichen's brain. "Despicable human! Are you questioning me? ”

"Ant-like human, I know you have some small means, otherwise you wouldn't have gotten here. But the strength you are proud of can only deal with those soot skeletons! Here, hey, then savor the taste of death! ”

Finally seeing the culprit of this apocalyptic catastrophe, Zhuang Yichen didn't say a word, and shot a bone spur towards his face with a slap of his hand.

Since the outbreak of the apocalypse, he has seen too much blood and death, and under the hazy sky of Jiangcheng, the corpses waiting to be burned and the stench wafting all over the city are the nightmare that Zhuang Yichen will never get rid of. Between humans and these barbaric invaders, there is no need for a reason for life and death feud!

Seeing Zhuang Yichen take the lead, the soul fire in the eyes of the undead instantly skyrocketed, and his spiritual power also raged in this small space of the four layers. In his long life of hundreds of years, he had never seen a human who dared to openly provoke him. A spiritual thought that was extremely angry was transmitted. "You despicable bastard! Do you think that with the limitations of the laws of the plane, you can challenge the majesty of a noble undead? You are so naïve! Today I'm going to let you die without a place to bury! ”

With a wave of his hand, he formed a large ice curtain in front of him, and the ice curtain successfully resisted the bone spurs cast by Zhuang Yichen, but it itself shattered like a mirror.

The law of the plane, Zhuang Yichen did not pay attention to those arrogant nonsense, but grasped the key point sharply. So, that mysterious power is the law of the plane?

But he couldn't think about it, but the undead began to attack.

"Accept death!" A burst of insolent laughter entered Zhuang Yichen's brain, and his entire body slowly floated, and the black robe was windless. Then he spread his arms, and a pale skeletal staff appeared out of thin air on his right hand.

This appearance is enough to pull the wind, no wonder it's so crazy. Zhuang Yichen sneered, then raised his right hand and pointed at him.

With his action, the magic that had been secretly prepared for a long time was instantly activated, and I saw that the space in front of the undead suddenly condensed a black mist, and then, a death phantom condensed by the black mist appeared in front of the undead. Before the undead could finish his show, the Grim Reaper Phantom swung the scythe in his hand and slashed down mercilessly!

"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible! A terrified voice came to Zhuang Yichen's mind. However, the undead's reaction was not slow, and at the same time as the voice came out, a frost shield also enveloped his body.

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