The starlight on the canopy was alienated, and the moonlight was hidden behind the dark clouds, enveloping the earth in darkness.

Fang Di stood on the top of the hill, the Book of the Dead in his hand filled with black gas, and quietly opened it.

The book shows patterns of undead spirits, but they are all hazy and very unclear, and with Fang Di's current strength, he can't summon these undead who can't be clearly revealed.

Fang Di's eyes were like torches, and a thought kept churning in his mind.

Although it is not clear enough, because the dead book is connected to Fang Di's spirit, if he wants to infuse spiritual power on the pages of the book and depict the high-level undead patterns with blurred appearances, it is not impossible to do it.

Fang Di's heart was eager to try.

Of course, he didn't dare to recklessly choose some of the patterns of underworld species on the page that were extremely powerful and stored like a king, but he was going to start with the undead who were relatively clear and were not far from being able to summon them.

However, the patterns on the Book of the Dead are changing rapidly, and the pictures of the undead are revealed, except for the mummies that he can already summon, and the undead plague mosquitoes, there are few other undead patterns, which can be clearer.

There are a few slightly clear patterns, and they are all the same as the plague mosquitoes that have been summoned, which are the species types of undead insects that attack the strong and defend the weak, which is not liked by Fang Di.

Soon, the images in the Book of the Summoning of the Dead slowed down, and the last few images changed, and there was no blurred pattern at all, only a black gas chaos appeared, and nothing appeared.

Obviously, with Fang Di's strength at this stage, even looking at the hazy images of these last few undead may be unbearable, so on the page of the book, there is not even a hazy image of these last few mysterious undead.

Fang Di stared at the pages in his hand, regretting that his dream had come to naught.

How could there be a suitable undead spirit depicted as a totem for the sacrifice.

Fang Di didn't give up just yet, and suddenly made a move, using his spiritual power and the dark qi in his body to derive into a ray of ghostly light, poking out from his fingertips.

This ray of light fell like a pen on the pages of the Book of the Dead.

In just a moment, Fang Di was on the page of the book, pointing to the dragon and snake, and successfully portrayed a ghost and witch totem.

Time, as if frozen in this moment.

In the next moment, black gas surged from the Book of the Call of the Dead, and an astonishing ghost roar sounded. On the page of the book, the power of the ghost and witch totem is gathered, and the yin force flows, manifesting a powerful ghost who has been detained, and the aura around his body is extremely gloomy, far better than the little ghost who was detained when Fang Di depicted the totem in the ghost village before.

The yin ghost struggled to emerge from the pages, and its form was fierce.

Fang Di felt the power of this yin ghost, and shook his head in disappointment after a moment.

The ghost thing in the totem is fused with the dark energy contained in the Book of the Dead, and with the help of the ghost totem, the two phases are combined, and the yin death breath is indeed far richer than the ordinary yin ghost, and the combat power has soared, but it is by no means strong enough to make people amazing, and it is not of great use.

Think about it, the Book of the Dead and the Ghost and Witch Totem both have a very complete cultivation system, if Fang Di combines them at will, it can make the power of the spell surge, which is indeed an unlikely thing, and the Book of the Dead is not worthy of being called a holy book of cultivation.

When Fang Di was thinking about it, in the totem he carved in the book, the detained yin ghost had been fully formed.

If Fang Di did not use the power of the totem and refine it, it would break away from the totem and fly out of the book, waiting for Fang Di's dispatch.

He had no interest in letting this Yin Spirit imp come out at all, and was about to refine it casually.

But at this moment, there was an unexpected change.

The Book of the Dead in Fang Di's hand, the black qi on the ground was surging, and it spread out in an instant, and it actually had the potential to cover the surrounding land, and the power was amazing, and it had never been seen before.

Fang Di immediately realized that something was unusual, his expression was slightly lifted, and his eyes were blazing as he stared at the Book of the Dead in his hand.

Suddenly, in the boundless black air on the book, a ghostly light flashed out. The little ghost who came out of the ghost and witch totem was swept up by this ghostly light, and was dragged into the black gas in an instant, crossed the barrier of the interface, fell into the underworld, and disappeared without a trace.

The ghost and witch totem on the Book of the Dead also disappeared at the same moment, without a trace, and it seemed that even this ghost totem was forcibly dragged into it by the ghostly rays rolled out of the underworld.

What is that ghost?

Fang Di was very surprised in his heart, this change was not expected, it was the first time that such an abnormality had appeared in the Book of the Dead.

Obviously, the ghost light was attracted by the totemic imp, and after absorbing the imp, it disappeared again, and the Book of the Dead was restored to peace.

Fang Di thought for a moment, but he had no clue to judge, so he could only temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart, accepted the Book of the Dead, sat cross-legged on a big rock on the top of the mountain, and began to close his eyes and practice.

Two hours passed.

Halfway through the long night, the bright moonlight in the sky dispersed the dark clouds, revealing a fairy face, big and round, shining between heaven and earth.

Fang Di reopened his eyes, his eyes shimmered, his expression was flying, and the spiritual power consumed by continuously depicting the ghost totem in the ghost village had already recovered.

He sat on the stone in such a straight posture, raised his hand and made a false move, his hand was filled with black gas, and the Book of the Dead appeared again.

The pages of the book were turned silently, and Fang Di didn't know what to think about, and once again drew a ghost and witch totem on the Book of the Dead. But in a moment, the totem took shape, and another imp was born.

The subsequent changes are exactly the same as before.

The black qi in the Book of the Dead churned, and suddenly an undetectable ghost light appeared, devouring the totem and the imps in it without a trace.

This time, Fang Di had already prepared, his eyes were filled with golden light, and among the lightning and stone fire, he faintly saw that the ghostly light, which seemed to be the claws of some unknown underworld species.

The mysterious underworld species, as if it was a combination of the ghost totem and the Book of the Dead, attracted by the totem imp with a special breath, only then did it come out of the Book of Death of the Undead that connected to the underworld, and regarded the imp as a novel prey, killing and devouring it.

Fang Di guessed and analyzed in his mind, kept in his hands, and continued to draw ghost totems.

The second totem, the third totem·······

When Fang Di drew five ghost and witch totems in a row, in the Book of the Dead, he poked out five times and devoured the five totems together with the imps in them.

After many observations, Fang Di had vaguely seen that the ghostly light was a sharp and terrifying claw, like the claws of a fierce and incomparable tiger or a lion or other fierce beast in the underworld, and the speed was unimaginable.

Just after this unknown evil creature in the underworld came to fish for the ghost totem for food many times, the Book of the Undead quietly changed, slowly turning a new page, and a new image of the undead summoned appeared on it.

The image is unusually blurry, so faint that there is almost no zài.

Obviously, the underworld beast on this image should not have been summoned by the current Fang Di, but because he continued to carve ghost totems, he accidentally attracted this mysterious underworld beast to hunt for food.

As a result, the Book of the Dead underwent a strange transformation, revealing a blurred image of this underworld creature in advance, and establishing a spiritual connection with Fang Di.

This means that Fang Di will have a new summon.

Fang Di was overjoyed, he continued to depict the ghost totem, just hoping to figure out what the underworld murderous thing was, and the Book of the Undead seemed to be able to feel his thoughts, and sure enough, the image of the underworld murderous thing was projected.

Although the image is blurry, a large outline can be seen.

The form of this Underworld Beast, as Fang Di had guessed before, was a lion tiger or a cheetah that was somewhat similar in appearance, and it could only be seen that its eyes were gloomy, emitting black light, and there was a powerful and terrifying aura.

The rest of the picture is too illusory to be seen.

Fang Di had always been full of curiosity about the underworld species on the Book of the Dead, and at this time, he was a little itchy, so he immediately transmitted his spiritual power into the book and began to summon the newly appeared underworld beasts.

The black gas on the page was filled, turning into a door to the interface, and the black light flashed, and on the ground in front of Fang Di's eyes, there was a hazy and hazy underworld murderous creature silently.

When Fang Di looked at it, he was surprised and dumbfounded!

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