Chapter 207: Huang Xinrou's Worries
After all, the servant corpse is different from the natal zombie, if it is a natal zombie, Yechen can convey the exercises to the past with a thought, and even the natal zombie can read some memories of the master, for example, before Lan Wen didn't use the Yechen Sect, she would cast the Spirit Rhino Ghost Finger.
It took more than ten minutes for Yechen to pass the Black Ghost Flame to the Death Knight.
After absorbing the exercises, the body of the death knight slowly bloomed with flames, and then even the people and horses, the whole person fell into the black flames, and the power of death released turned into a rolling flame.
Burned by the flames, the ground beneath his feet burned deeper and deeper holes, and the air around the Death Knight was also burned and distorted.
Hellfire, which burns nothing and burns at once, is a very powerful and domineering flame. With this flame, the death knight has become the top death creature, and the general hellfire will awaken after the death knight reaches the martial spirit level, and the ability to awaken the dead creatures after hell in advance can only show that his potential is higher.
After a few moments, the flames restrained, slowly retracting into the bodies of the Death Knight and the Zombie Horse.
Yechen said: "Next, I will teach you a fire-controlling martial art, the Purgatory Fire Dance!"
The Purgatory Fire Dance is a king-level martial art that controls flames, which is the same level as the Spirit Rhino, and allows the Death Knight to control the flames more flexibly against enemies.
Looking at the half-broken spear in the Death Knight's hand, Yechen sighed, "It would be more perfect if there was a flame spear of a dark nature. ”
There is no magic weapon spear at night, but a spear made of red crystal iron can be made at home, which is much better than this broken product.
Thinking of this, Yechen entered the Martial God space and gave an order to his family.
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Green hills, green water, small lake, on the edge of the lake is a simple thatched hut, behind the thatched hut, is a black Yin Mountain, as if with the thatched hut as the boundary, the lush world and the lifeless world are separated.
There is a canoe on the edge of the small lake, and on the canoe, there are old men fishing comfortably.
In front of the lake, a sparse forest is dotted with trees, adding to the beautiful scenery of this place.
In the far reaches of the forest, a man jumped from treetop to treetop, and as he jumped, he got closer and closer to the canoe, and soon the figure jumped from the tree and landed on the grass not far from the lake.
This person was wearing black clothes and black pants, and behind the man in black, there was a pattern of a sword embroidered, and after he landed, this person immediately knelt down on one knee and said loudly to the old man in the lake: "Yan Xin, disciple of the Nine Swords Sect Martial Arts, meet the eight old men." ”
The old man didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "Do you know what kind of sin it is to disturb me? If there is nothing worthy of my interest, you can cut off your fingers and leave." ”
Yan Xin's face remained unchanged, and he said loudly: "This sect has just received news that Chu Xiao, the disciple of the Eight Elders, was killed in Pingdan City, because Chu Xiao is the disciple of the Eight Elders, so the Martial Hall Master sent a disciple to ask the meaning of the Eight Elders. ”
"Chu Xiao is dead. The old man was stunned for a moment, and as he spoke, the calm surface of the lake suddenly stirred, and columns of water shot into the sky, including the corpses of lake fish.
Yan Xin, who was in the distance, looked at all this in horror, and muttered in his heart: "Is this the power of the martial spirit master, it's terrifying." ”
After a while, the eight old men said lightly: "It's just a disciple who dies, and the loss can be bearable, but if you dare to kill my disciple, you obviously won't give Jiang Ming face." As his words slowly calmed down, the waves on the surface of the lake slowly calmed down.
Jiang Ming said, "Who killed it?"
Yan Xin said: "Jiangyin City, Yejia Yechen, is a newly rising warrior, sixteen years old, with a maid, slaughtered the Zhang family in Pingdan City. ”
"Sixteen years old, what a talent!" Jiang Ming said lightly, "But if you dare to kill my disciple, your talent is in vain." ”
Yan Xin clenched his fists, bowed his head and said, "Please also ask the Eighth Elder to give an order." ”
Jiang Ming said lightly: "Since it was my disciple who killed, you don't have to worry about this matter." ”
"Yes!" Yan Xin responded, then turned around and jumped onto the tree, leaving quickly.
Sitting alone on the canoe, Jiang Ming said lightly: "Jiangyin City, the person who came out of the down-and-out small city also dared to kill my disciple, it seems that I haven't made a move for thirty years, and many people have forgotten about me, so let the blood of the Ye family announce my dedication." ”
The canoe was windless and automatic, carrying Jiang Ming towards the shore, and when he landed, Jiang Ming stepped out of the canoe, and when he got ashore, the canoe suddenly exploded and flew on the water as sawdust.
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Just when Yechen ordered to build a red crystal spear for the death knight, he suddenly received a flying pigeon biography from Huang Xinrou: "Yechen, I have been very restless these days, and I am worried that my enemy is going to find me." ”
This news immediately attracted Yechen's attention, the higher the strength of the martial artist, the more sensitive he was to the danger in the underworld, since Huang Xinrou had a strong sense, he couldn't wait to ignore it.
Yechen replied: "In this way, you go to the mining area of Lianpeng Mountain to hide, go directly to Lin Potian, and ask him to arrange a mine for you to hide." ”
Huang Xinrou replied: "But Madame.... I don't know how to tell him, and you've offended quite a few people lately, and I'm worried about her safety. ”
Yechen replied: "You go to Lianpeng Mountain first, I will rush back immediately after I have dealt with the matter here, you tell my mother, I will tell you that you have important things to leave, and let her pay attention to her own safety." ”
"Okay!" After seeing the two words from Huang Xinrou, his name darkened and he withdrew from the Martial God Space.
Looking at the long sky in the distance, Yechen sighed: "The defense at home is still too weak, it seems that I have to hurry up the time to catch the dead creatures." Now that I have a Death Knight, it's a lot easier. ”
After cultivating the Black Hades Ghost Fire, the strength of the Death Knight instantly expanded tenfold, and if it touched the huge skeleton in the crypt again, as long as the Death Knight was dispatched, he would be able to deal with it.
And with Yechen's control, the Death Knight's combat awareness will be much higher, and he will not only go on a rampage like before.
When Yechen walked out of the valley, Hao Dayong and the little fat man were sitting on the grass, looking at the ghosts wandering on the hillside in the distance.
"Yechen, how are you?" The little fat man involuntarily set his eyes on the Death Knight, and after seeing the Death Knight, the little fat man subconsciously took a step back and exclaimed, "It's terrible, what did you do to it?"
Yechen didn't bother to pay attention to the little fat man's ridicule, and asked, "Have you found out the direction, let's go to the depths and take a look." ”
(End of chapter)