Su Ye, who felt the throbbing of the Black Sutra of the Undead, did not hesitate at all, and in the pitiful gaze of the fat man, he sacrificed it to the Black Sutra of the Undead.

This sacrifice is also a skill passed on to him by the Black Sutra of the Undead after perceiving the pirated Bible, which can use all the light items and sacred items as sacrifices to gradually awaken the Black Sutra of the Undead.

In fact, the Undead Black Sutra was sealed to some extent, otherwise it would have passed down the new undead skill when Su Ye was promoted to the second order, not that it didn't want to, but it was really powerless.

The Black Scripture of the Undead, which once shook the heavens and all worlds, ended up with such a sad end, which made people sigh, and from the kind of hatred it revealed, it can also be seen that it must be related to the heavenly plane.

Su Ye, who inherited the Black Scripture of the Undead, also inherited its blood feud on a certain level, so he had a heartfelt dislike for Li Yunyan, Wang Fatzi, and Gu Zheng.

"My lord, ...... you" Wang Fat Man folded his fingers pitifully, looking at the Bible that gradually turned into black smoke and dissipated, his heart was extremely sad, this is the best thing in him, he originally thought that after surrendering Su Ye, he could recover it after losing it, but he didn't expect to see each other again It is a different way.

Su Ye calmly patted the fat shoulders of the fat man, looked at the Bible suspended in the air, and gradually turned into a cloud of black smoke and flew towards his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Fat Wang, don't worry, after killing the Holy Son, you can pick his things, how about it?" ”

"Really?" Listening to Su Ye's words, Wang Fatman's fat face jumped with joy, his eyes emitted a green light, and his heart was overjoyed, you must know that the Holy Son has a lot of good things, not to mention anything else, it is the staff of light attribute, which makes Wang Fatzi covet.

Although he knew that Li Yunyan also had a bright inheritance, he was not worried at all, because Li Yunyan had slipped to the bottom in Su Ye's heart, and maybe if something went wrong, he would be expelled from the team or even killed.

Thinking of Su Ye's cruel methods, Wang Fatzi couldn't help but shudder, and glanced at Su Ye in fear.

At the same time, Su Ye was already frightened by the massive amount of information transmitted by the Black Scripture of the Undead, and suddenly, a wordless surprise occupied his heart.

In the depths of the sea of knowledge, the undead realm has expanded tenfold again, and the number of undead who can be born every day has reached a hundred, which also means that even if he doesn't do anything, there will be tens of thousands of undead armies for him to drive in a year.

Compared with the undead transformed from the outside world, Su Ye attaches more importance to the undead born in the undead world itself, according to Su Ye's observation, the undead potential born in the undead world should be higher, and the strength is also more outstanding. And they even have some subtle wisdom.

A massive army of the undead may be extremely terrifying, but an army of the undead who only have an organization and knows how to cooperate will become a nightmare for the enemy.

Su Ye is hoping that after these undead grow up, they may be able to lead an army by themselves and kill the world, and after a certain amount of cooperation, it will definitely make the whole world tremble.

In addition, a large number of tadpole runes emerged densely in the depths of his sea of knowledge, and these runes were like countless chains, all over the entire sea of knowledge, but they seemed orderly and orderly.

Su Ye could feel that dozens of undead magic and skills had surged into the depths of his sea of consciousness, as if they were deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul, just like the instincts that he had naturally carried since his birth, such as his arms and fingers, which could be easily used.

The Black Book of the Dead has finally shown its fangs to the world once again.

Su Ye's heart was agitated, and he only felt that there was a dark and pure magic born between his lower abdomen, like a seed that had sprouted for the first time, crystal clear, like a black pearl, and there was a red spot the size of a needle tip outside the pearl.

Slowly, a dark and pure power emanated from that seed, spreading to Su Ye's limbs, and he exhaled a light breath of turbidity, feeling the changes this seed brought him.

This seed is called the elemental seed, and it is the seed that all practitioners of magic must condense.

In the past ten days, although Su Ye was also able to use magic, it was more because of the slight magic left over from the inheritance.

Some people have already condensed elemental seeds from the first moment they received magic, such as Su Yan and Tang Sisi, but Su Ye's elemental seeds have always been in the process of being conceived.

The Necromancer Black Sutra does not allow Su Ye to have a sloppy elemental seed, but the power it still has left over is all used to condense this elemental seed in addition to supplying Su Ye to use undead magic.

If it weren't for Su Ye's sacrifice of the pirated Bible, I'm afraid it would take another ten days or so for Su Ye to truly have his own elemental seed.

Su Ye stood in place, exhaled deeply, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and before he could calm down, the hunters guarding the camp changed drastically in an instant.

Their white skeletons began to slowly thicken, their claws and teeth were slowly sharpened, the white bones on their bodies exuded jade light, faintly running with streamers, and two goat-like white bone horns also grew on their heads, with some spiral lines on the horns, which looked evil and fearful.

Su Ye sighed secretly, feeling the strength of these hunters, and they also began a new evolution with the birth of Su Ye's elemental seed.

And in the undead realm within Su Yezhihai, tens of thousands of skeletons have collectively evolved.

The tyrant's white bones have all been dyed black, the skeleton frame is all covered by a layer of fine, tight and rough black armor, and the white bone giant sword in his hand has turned into a mysterious black, with faint runes beating on it. The masks-covered faces revealed only two bright spiritual fires, which were the only weaknesses in their bodies.

As for the skeleton soldiers, skeleton warriors, and skeleton mages, their breath has become more powerful, and Su Ye feels that he can control the direction of the evolution of the skeleton soldiers, and he can even directly evolve into a skeleton mage.

As for the strongest Skeleton King, he fell into a volcanic sleep, and I believe that when it wakes up, it will definitely give him a big surprise.

Everyone quietly looked at Su Ye, who was like the king of darkness, and only felt that there was an infinite sense of surrender in their hearts, although they obeyed Su Ye's orders in the past, they still regarded themselves as an independent individual, but today, under this solipsistic and dark eternal atmosphere, they couldn't help but want to sacrifice all their lives.

Zhao Binguo, who was not far away, was beating wildly in his heart, and he suddenly became angry with Su Ye with a layer of admiration in his heart, and he actually wanted to kiss the soil under Su Ye's feet, he knew that it was ridiculous, but he couldn't help but think like this.

Su Ye was satisfied with the changes in his body, his five fingers gathered slightly, and in the palm of his palm, which was as white as jade, the powerful and pure dark magic slowly condensed, and it turned into a black sword of death, this sword was exquisite and gorgeous, and the sword body was engraved with a picture of the end of the world, carrying a desperate sense of death.

Su Ye swung his sword and slashed out.

A black half-crescent-shaped sword slashed into the distance, slashing a nearby boulder in two, and the edge of the knife was unusually smooth, which was staggering.

Wang Fatzi looked at all this in surprise, only felt that he was with the right person, he used to think that the Bright Pope could fight with Su Ye for a few rounds, but now it seems that he may not be able to catch a single move.

"Congratulations to the boss, your strength has improved." Wang Fatzi twisted his buttocks and jumped to the vicinity of Su Ye, only to feel even more shocked, a sinking dark force actually invaded his body, making his heart tremble, and at that time, he mobilized the light power in his body to expel this invading dark power.

Su Ye glanced at Wang Fatzi deeply, there was a sinking magic intent in his eyes, and Wang Fatzi immediately seemed to have been caught in an illusion, he was dazed, gave up resistance, and let the dark force invade.

Immediately after, under the surprised gaze of everyone, the white priest's robe on Wang Fatzi's body was dyed with a drop of black, and soon the black spread rapidly, like a locust transiting, the white was unable to resist at all, and even the angel on the robe quickly fell, and the wings behind him turned into flawless black.

The Holy Light Cross in Wang Fatzi's hand emitted a dazzling light, but unfortunately it had not yet reached Wang Fatzi, like a small match falling into the vast sea, quickly extinguished.

The Holy Light Cross was also quickly dyed black, faster than the Light Robe.

The fat man Wang with his eyes closed did not perceive the changes in the Holy Light Cross and the Light Robe, he only felt that there was a dark giant hand pulling himself away from the left and right of God from under the endless abyss, and God had no sorrow or joy, and there was no expression on his face.

Wang Fatzi's heart was full of hatred, and the light mixed with some darkness was quickly dyed black.

The fat man of the king has fallen.

He fell from the altar of the light and was in the company of darkness forever.

His whole heart has been dedicated to Su Ye, becoming a necromancer who serves Su Ye, a loyal servant from the darkness.

"Thank you for your gift." Wang Fatzi bowed slightly, his heart was full of piety, at this moment his strength was already greatly improved, and he only felt that his body was filled with a pure death magic. Looking at Su Ye's eyes, he became more and more respectful.

Su Ye smiled slightly, didn't say anything, and the next moment, his whole body momentum seemed to converge, disappearing without a trace, but if he got closer, he could feel a cold sense of death filling his surroundings.

"Next, I'll give you 10 hunters and let you bring the head of the Holy Son, how about it?"

"Yes, sir." After Wang Fatzi's strength improved, he already had the confidence to snipe the Holy Son independently, not to mention that there were ten evolved hunters to help.

The plan that had been drawn up was no longer necessary, because under absolute strength, no one could escape the punishment of death.