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Listening to the little monk Jingyi say this, my heart is a little heavy, this is the legendary god and ghost area. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"This black fog should be the evil ghost undead in the hungry ghost road, specializing in sucking people's souls and essence blood to strengthen itself, once it becomes extremely difficult to deal with the climate, if we are right, it is estimated that it will be a lamp in the pit → look for death."

"Aren't you disgusting, can't you have some good analogy?" I am really speechless for this little monk.

"Liu Rong and Guo Shuai, have you seen the others?" I asked, a little worried.

"Nope! The black wind that swept us away is called a curtain in the Jizo Sutra, which is a natural phenomenon, everyone is swept to different places, and we don't know how big this space is, so we can't be sure for the time being that they are safe. ”

"Is there any way to find them? Human life is great and heavenly. "I suddenly found myself feeling a little helpless.

When the little monk Jingyi heard me say this, there should be some differences, and he said in a mocking tone! "Little dragon, I didn't expect you to have compassion, but it surprised me. ”

"What are you talking about?" I'm a little upset.

Jing Yi smiled: "To be honest, I actually don't like you Taoist priests the most, and I keep chasing the way of heaven, but I often kill some innocent lives or dead souls under the guise of doing the way for heaven, thinking that all human lives are grassy, but I don't know that all animists are equal, and I have deviated from the way of heaven unconsciously, especially unknowingly." ”

Listening to him say this, I have some differences, I didn't expect that this little monk is not very old, and his wisdom is not shallow, I have to say that his words gave me some space for contemplation.

Just thinking about it, an unexpected happened on the battlefield again, and while the black mist roared angrily, the black mist filled the air, and began to collide violently with the array formed by the soul suppression nail.

These black mist carried a thick corrosive aura, and they actually began to slowly corrode the cover formed by the Soul Suppression Nail Formation, although the speed was not fast, but the effect was obvious.

In this situation, the Soul Suppression Nail Formation against the sky actually began to slowly shake, although the current in the formation also has a certain attack power, but it is obvious that the total amount of energy of the black mist is even better.

Under the effect of the corrosive force, a huge groove has appeared on the stone floor, and the flame of the forty-nine soul suppressing nails has slowly become smaller.

This evil spirit is really strong, and the exposed black gas alone will corrode such a big hole in the black stone ground, how much energy is needed, it seems that the little monk Jing Yi did not exaggerate.

The evil spirit's attack ability had obviously exceeded the black-robed old man's expectations, but instead of fear, his face became more and more excited.

Seeing that the forty-nine soul suppression nails were gradually exhausted, the black-robed old man finally began his movements.

He slowly retreated, stopping more than ten meters away from the evil spirit, and with my eyesight I could faintly see a six-pointed star carved on his ground, and he was right next to the formation.

I saw the black-robed old man raise the Zen staff in his hand, chanting words in his mouth, exuding an equally dark aura all over his body, but this aura made me feel more evil and gloomy.

“…………”

As the incantation that I didn't understand continued to sound from his mouth, the six-pointed star array under his feet shone faintly.

"Damn, this old guy is a necromancer!"

A little monk burst into foul language beside me.

"Necromancer?" I was also shocked in my heart.

"Look, I'll watch it, it seems that there is no good thing on these two sides, it is better to have a lose-lose situation."

I'm no stranger to necromancers, I've mentioned it before.

Necromancers, a mysterious sorcerer from ancient Europe, belong to the dark sorcery, these people are often men, and know how to summon and enslave the souls of the dead, making them undead. Usually the practitioner is physically weak, pale, psychologically distorted, not approaching and suspicious of others. Some skilled people can become lichs and gain permanent life at the cost of their bodies.

However, this foreign spell also has a distinction of population, and necromancers belong to the dark arts.

One of the ugliest and most disgusting forms of magic. Necromancers originated in Greece and means death and supernatural powers.

And necromancy itself refers to a method of communicating with the world of death in ancient times. Necromancy can be traced back to ancient Persian, Greek, Roman, and medieval wizards.

Necromancy can be divided into two branches: one that summons and dominates ghosts (necromancy), which is more common; One faction is in control of the Dead Corpse Sect (Dead Corpse Sect), and both factions have an inseparable relationship with the forbidden Dark Arts.

The Necrons usually use hexapods and charms, while the Necrons use exhumations and grave robberies to gain the terrifying black magic they need.

Necromancers are usually surrounded by horrific deaths, dressed in clothes stolen from the dead and meditating on the meaning of death......

And the old man in front of me is the legendary necromancer, which reminds me of Granny Yin, because she has a mysterious black box in her hand, which is related to black witchcraft, and the necromancer is precisely derived from black witchcraft, is there any connection between the two!!

Moreover, I also know that it is impossible for a necromancer to understand the mysteries of necromancy without a certain level of attainment in the knowledge of souls, souls, and death, and if he does it rashly, the consequences are very dangerous.

Since, under normal circumstances, dead people do not return to the human world (either in the form of entities or ghosts), if this happens, it must be for a very specific reason.

If a living person wants to connect with another world and dominate the soul without heeding the pleas of the dead, be careful to learn about the dark arts, lest you become a victim of the wraith!

These things are not mentioned for the time being, but it is said that the change of the scene has reached a critical time, and the spell of the black-robed old man is getting faster and faster, and the six-pointed star at his feet emits a dazzling light.

When the light was at its peak, a tall and thin black figure appeared in the hexagram, and this figure was memorable, that is, his right hand was much longer than his left.

"Holy, this is Samuel."

Shizuichi exclaimed again.

"Who?"

"Samuel, a terrifying prophet who had been dead for many years, had prophesied the demise of King Solomon.

"Really? Do you believe in the prophets? ”

I asked this, but two people appeared in my mind, one was the old man Shenyin, and the other was my ancestor Zhang Daoling.

The little monk Jingyi didn't answer my question, but said to himself, "You know, there is only one person in history who can summon Samuel, and that is the most famous necromancer is Idar, and this one will be the second!"

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