"Hey, why hasn't the undead space been upgraded?" After no longer entangled in the small white filament in his body, Luo Lin looked at the undead space in the middle dantian, it stands to reason that when he becomes a seventh-level magician, this space should be upgraded, and the volume of the space should be increased, but he has been a seventh-level magician for a while, but the undead space has not changed in the slightest, why is this?

After thinking for a while, Luo Lin immediately smiled, it turned out that he was only happy just now, and he forgot that he was a third-line magician, and undead magic was a side branch of dark magic, and the dark magic power had not yet been upgraded to seventh-level mana, and he was not yet a 'seventh-level necromancer' in the real sense, so it was reasonable that the undead space had not been upgraded.

The upgrade of a magician must be upgraded at the same time as mana and mental power, like Luo Lin, the spiritual power has reached level seven, but the magic power of darkness and thunder is still level six, so he can't be regarded as a real seventh-level undead (dark) magician and seventh-level thunderbolt magician at all.

Luo Lin is just a seventh-level fire mage at the moment!

"Hey, it seems that I can't take a look at the enlarged undead space right away......" Luo Lin couldn't help but think a little depressed.

All along, Luo Lin just felt that his undead space was too small, and not only did he have very few things, but he couldn't do it if he wanted to fit something a little bigger.

For example, before, Luo Lin used the magic of 'undead enslavement' to summon several seventh-level demonic beasts, but because their size was too large, neither his spatial ring nor the undead space could fit it, so he could only watch it and not collect it.

In addition, when Luo Lin was still a sixth-level necromancer, he didn't dare to accept too many undead, because the undead space was too small, and the body volume of the sixth-level or even seventh-level demonic beasts was very large, and the number was a little too much, and the undead space could not be put down, which made Luo Lin depressed.

However, Luo Lin had previously killed the necromancer Oliver in the Martial God Tower, fusing his undead space, making the volume of his undead space increase from ten cubes to fifteen cubes at once, and Lorin also wanted to see how much the undead space would increase after he became a seventh-level magician!

"Sneer......"

Thinking of this, Luo Lin subconsciously absorbed and refined the dark element, but he really wanted to quickly see the upgraded undead space.

"How can it be so fast!"

However, when Luo Lin took the initiative to absorb and refine the dark element, he was suddenly shocked to find that the speed of absorbing and refining was as fast as flying, dozens of times the speed of absorbing and refining before!

However, Luo Lindang even reacted, because he had already been upgraded to a seventh-level magician, and the speed of absorbing refining elements was naturally incomparable to the previous sixth-level magician!

"A seventh-level magician is really powerful!"

Luo Lin couldn't help but sigh sincerely, no wonder when he was a sixth-level magician before, he fought against a seventh-level magician, and almost he had no power to fight back, it turned out that the seventh-level magician was not only one level higher than his own because of his spiritual power and magic power, but even the speed of absorbing and refining magic power was so much faster than his own, it can be said that a seventh-level magician can easily 'consume to death' a sixth-level magician just by relying on the consumption of mana!

Since the cultivation speed has increased so much, and there is a time acceleration in this colorful secret room, then Luo Lin has calculated that in the ten or so days before the closure of the Martial God Tower, he can really almost increase the magic power of this dark system to level seven.

Thinking of this, Luo Lin did not hesitate to absorb and refine the dark elements in the colorful secret room.

"Sneer......"

The dark element that is so dense that it is like a tide is constantly absorbed and refined by Luo Lin, and the speed is much faster than that of Bai Shike, under Luo Lin's induction, in the middle dantian, as time goes by, wisps of dark mana increase rapidly, making the dark mana more and more full.

What Luo Lin didn't expect was that when he absorbed and refined the dark magic power, the nose of the white-bearded, white-haired, white-robed Tabor floating in the void in the Martial God Tower was almost crooked.

"I've already cultivated to the seventh level of fire magicians, and even continue to refine dark mana, and I also want to raise the dark mana to level seven, it seems that this kid really doesn't take the Martial God Tower seriously!" Tabor couldn't help but whisper a little weakly.

In the endless years, I don't know how many people fought in order to obtain the Martial God Tower, brothers turned against each other, and examples of fathers and sons becoming enemies abounded, however, when it came to Luo Lin, he was too indifferent, he actually regarded the Martial God Tower as a dispensable thing, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

"Hey, what a wonder......" Taber shook his head, and then his gaze shifted from Luo Lin to several other people, since Luo Lin was 'willing to fall', then he now had no hope that Luo Lin would get the Martial God Tower, and he naturally turned his attention to the others who had the hope of obtaining the Martial God Tower.

In the seven-color secret room on the seventh floor of the Martial God Tower, except for Luo Lin, the other six people were all trying to comprehend and strive to move towards the projection of the control center of the Martial God Tower, but every time they got close to it, the repulsion on their bodies would rise sharply.

Especially Mosul and Laura, who are closest to the projection of the control center of the Martial God Tower, they now feel that in the vast deep sea, they are the small boat, facing the turbulent waves, there is almost no possibility of moving forward!

In the blink of an eye, another ten days have passed, and there are only two days left before the closure of the Martial God Tower.

"It's too difficult, it's too difficult!" Mosul, who was dressed in red hair, sat cross-legged, after this period of hard work, he had only advanced a quarter of a step on the basis of the original nine steps, however, at this time, he once again comprehended the law of the dark elements, but he could not perceive anything.

The time when Mosul was almost crazy before, at the critical moment, he kept his heart and did not sink himself, but it was a blessing in disguise that made his state of mind improve a lot, so that Mosul really broke through a lot in the perception of the elemental law, and suddenly went from six and a half steps to nine steps.

After this outburst, Mosul's perception of the laws of the dark elements slowly encountered a great bottleneck, so that he had only advanced a quarter of a step forward and was stuck again.