Teng Yunshen suddenly jumped away from under the cruel blade. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The info wizard breathes the winter air, gradually becoming sluggish. But Teng Yunshen got strength from it.

His mana jumped to the third order. Even a wizard as talented as Jiang Xiaoxiao could not transform from a mortal to a third-order wizard in just half a day. However, in just half a day, he killed many wizards, and he himself was on the verge of death several times. And the wizard's law of promotion seems to retain the harshness of nature......

Teng Yun scrutinized the aggressive wizard deeply. What are the second-order wizards? Even if they are third-order wizards, as long as they dare to stand in front of Teng Yunshen, they are doomed to be doomed. Teng Yunshen just thought like this, and raised his mana to the third order.

His vision suddenly opened up. It was as if someone had opened the door and let the sun shine into the dark room. He felt vivid colors, even inconspicuous dust, with a faint glow.

Teng Yunshen leaned down and slashed the wizard's knee with a light sword. The spinning blade stopped in his ear. Teng Yunshen grabbed the still blade. With a little force, he crushed the hot hand of the demon god.

The wizard wailed. But his voice sounded hollow in the mists of death. It was as if they had come to an empty hall at some point, with no strange ice sculptures, no tables and chairs, and the pillars might be there, but they should be hollow...... In short, there was nothing but bricks that were flat underfoot. The wizard's voice was heard far away, and there was no echo for a long time.

Teng Yunshen smashed the wizard's ribs with the tip of his elbow. The wizard continued to scream, a shrill voice drifting limply to the ceiling. By mortal standards, he was still strong enough to kill a mad bison. Even by wizard standards, his situation wasn't too bad. However, he was faced with a living death. He was brought into the world of the dead, no longer having the time of the living.

The energy of death flows in this world. It is unevenly distributed, showing undulating drops on the axis of life and death, sometimes gentle, sometimes steep, like a thrilling rafting route. The difference is that the rafting route is well-designed, exciting, but very safe. And the maelstrom of death is not like that. It may not be malicious, but the forces from the other world are disordered after all.

If it weren't for such an environment, the wizard might have been able to resist a little, and even if there was little hope of victory, the chances were slim.

And now, the amulets that the organizers had prepared for them could no longer help. The amulet is like a lightning rod that channels the ownerless energy of death, but it can't deal with targeted attacks.

They defeated the most powerful necromancers at the beginning. However, in the end, it was a little-known character like Teng Yunshen who ruined their plan.

Teng Yunshen struggled to hold the wizard's neck. The process of transforming the energy of death was not easy, but he had the heart of immortality, he stood in the realm of death, and gained strength from the time of death. He was more powerful than the necromancer feared by the attackers.

He threw the wizard into the lowlands of the death maelstrom.

The wizard's vitality quickly dropped to a precarious level. The energy of death is insustainable in this world, and the aura of the living is incompatible with the world of death.

The wizard slowly sank. His aura crackled and flickered with sparks, like a live socket thrown into water. The wizard tried to hold Teng Yunshen, but the gravity line was distorted and pale under the squeezing of the two worlds.

Teng Yunshen took the initiative to approach the wizard. He gave the necromancer an uneasy look, who was indifferent. He raised his arm, and the key in his hand slowly glowed sharply. He was likewise influenced by the common time of the two worlds. Nothing is traceable anymore.

The key is in his hands. He had to struggle to pick up the light of the key. It was like a shadow, a shadow of light. He waved the key as if he were swinging an oar against the rapids.

The wizard lies under the rapids. He struggled, but to no avail, the world of the dead did not allow even the living to make a movement. Then, a few seconds later, his neck suddenly cracked, revealing his dilated trachea.

Teng Yun slashed him deeply.

The world of the dead is extremely rich in colors, and the colors of the past are innumerable. The color of the living is particularly conspicuous in the world of death, where there is something else, emotional color, and this is the manifestation of life energy, and it is also the treasure left by the dead in this world.

The sorcerer's blood drifted into the air little by little, like a red thread pulled by an embroidery needle, piercing the indifferent emptiness one by one.

Teng Yunshen turned his head vigilantly. Time takes on the structure of the inside and outside in his field of vision. He looked into the present world and lifted his body out of the energy of death with his gaze.

Death is addictive. It confers not only confusion, but also calm.

Teng Yunshen greeted the surging tide of death energy and trekked towards the present world. Part of the energy returned to the world of death, to silence, but part of the energy wrapped around the threshold of the present world, lingering. Teng Yunshen quickly understood the reason why the necromancer had sat back and watched him kill his accomplices—the necromancer had no time to care. He is pumping the energy of death.

Necromancers aren't batteries, they're just wires. However, their bodies are suitable for holding the energy of death after all...... Necromancers drive death energy. He is a master of the art of death and has mastered the art of building bridges between two worlds.

Teng Yunshen walked towards the necromancer.

A necromancer can't kill all wizards, but he can still kill many, many people, leaving hundreds of ice sculptures and corpses behind. Teng Yunshen was determined to stop him.

The sluggish light returned to the key in his hand. The other key is the vicious magic sword, what kind of characteristics does this key have?

The ownerless spirit gathered in front of the necromancer like a giant shield. They are ancient, rough, and hard. They are relics of the World War - a jungle of dozens of stone pillars. Legend has it that they possess great divine powers, enough to protect the local aborigines from the hands of invaders. Teng Yunshen didn't know if those stories were true or not, but after death, they did form an indestructible force.

Teng Yunshen thought that he would not be able to break through the barrier of the stone pillar.