Da, da.

There was a crisp echo of footsteps in the distance.

A long and dark corridor swirled to bring two long figures into the destination of the trip. In the deep and dark hall of the temple, there were only dim candles, faintly illuminating the dead hall. A mural carved into the wall in the middle of the temple hall is a dark and obscure picture, with a large number of skulls stacked on top of each other to form a hill, and a warrior standing proudly with a sword on it, revealing a crimson sky over the sky.

The black robe, who had already walked into the hall, turned his head, and after admiring it with a nostalgic gaze for a moment, he turned back and asked the servant behind him in a low voice: "Are you ready?"

"It's ready, master. ”

The slave, also dressed in a black robe, leaned down respectfully and pulled his hand forward: "Look. ”

In the dim light, a composite circle composed of complex magic pattern circuit diagrams was etched into the floor in the center of the hall. At the eleven apex of the circle, there were eleven crystal clear ice coffins, where the slightest chill was braving.

Inside the ice coffin, each lying a young and handsome body, all with black hair and black eyes. Their hands were folded naturally, and their expressions were calm and serene, like sleeping babies sleeping in ice coffins.

The slave introduced in a low voice: "Master, all the test items this time are from ......"

The black robe raised his hand and coldly interrupted the slave's words: "How are these carriers compared to the last time?"

"The physical quality is much better. ”

"That's enough, let's get started. ”

The servant leaned over: "I wish you success, my master." ”

He slowly retreated, and retreated respectfully until he closed the secret door, leaving only the master inside.

Boom!

When he was the only one left in the hall, the black robe suddenly waved his hand, and the dim lights instantly became dazzling, illuminating the hall almost brightly! And in the center of the altar where the etching circle was made, the empty brazier was also filled with magic, and the flames began to rise and sway.

The whole body of the black robe floated up, suspended above the flames. The black robe sliced open the wrist of his left hand, allowing the blood to flow down into the raging fire. Then, the black robe closed his eyes slightly, and recited the mysterious incantation that he had memorized for a long time, and no one knew it.

As the mantra verses were chanted, the flames in the brazier jumped more joyfully. Gradually, the color of the flames began to change to an eerie blood-red color due to the blood infusion. They jumped and writhed, thick enough to spew fiery serpents out like rolling lava.

The fiery serpent splashed to the ground and immediately rushed along the path of the etched magic patterns on the ground, raging and writhing in all directions, and finally converging to form a closed magic circuit. However, the ice coffins located at the apex seemed to be unaffected, and were displayed on them in peace, allowing the fiery snakes to rage and burn.

Time passed, and the face of the black robe appeared a little pale. Feeling that he was almost bleeding, the black robe retracted his wrists and began to raise his hands high, and the opening and closing of his lips became more and more intense.

With the sound of muttering chanting, the entire hall was completely filled with mist.

In the next moment, a black gap suddenly opened behind the black robe. The gap suddenly widens to form an ellipse, revealing a deep space that resembles the stars of the night. Countless necromancers of different colors roared out from the stars, whirling and hovering around the black robe, assuming various expressions.

Joy, anger, sorrow, love, resentment, and remorse, all kinds of expressions and gestures, but more of them are distorted and greedy. I saw the shadows of these necromancers flash on the walls around the hall. Under the shroud of mist, they hovered even more mysterious and terrifying.

Letting those necromancers hover around him, the expression of the black robe remained unchanged at all. After chanting the last syllable, the black-robed hands suddenly raised: "Go, the unwilling heart of the eternal abyss!

Whoosh!

The blazing flames were steaming, and the necromancers dragged their tailfires and scrambled into the ice coffins. The infusion of the necromancers seemed to awaken the resistance of the sleeping people in the hall, and the faces of the bodies that were originally peaceful suddenly became distorted and hideous.

Giggles.

The sturdy ice coffin began to burst into cracks, and then it was out of control. The cracks spread rapidly, cutting the crystal clear ice coffin to pieces, and began to reflect colorful glass under the red flames.

Cluck.

As the influx of necromancers continued, the ice coffin was no longer overwhelmed, and finally exploded almost simultaneously with a bang.

Jingle Bell!

Countless shards of crystal shards splattered out, striking in all directions with a deadly roar.

The magic shield that appeared on the black robe's body in time completely resisted those ice cubes from annihilation. But the surrounding walls didn't seem to be able to withstand the roaring speed, and a gap was broken with a bang!

Bang!

Two corpses shot out like flying arrows. The black robe's brows furrowed, and he wanted to make a move, but he was a step too late.

I don't know how long it took for the mist and flames to finally dissipate. At this moment, the hall was in shambles, the etched circle circuit had long been destroyed, and the ground was littered with limb remains, and the walls were scarlet with blood and scraped flesh.

Hiss, hiss.

The biting cold wind that kept howling and pouring in from the gap blew pieces of crystal snowflakes into the hall, and also blew the corners of the black-robed mage's clothes high.

The figure of the slave appeared at the entrance of the Yongdao: "The master ......"

The black robe was expressionless: "Go back and change places." ”

With that, the black robe conjured a magic wand out of thin air, and before he could even chant the incantation, a hole instantly appeared behind the black robe, completely engulfing his body. After a fluctuation in the air, the whole person in the black robe disappeared, as if it had never existed.

The servant leaned over and watched respectfully as the black-robed mage vanished, and only when the mark of his magic had completely dissipated did he stand up straight, glancing at the dishonest corpses with a look of regret.

With a soft bang, a small flaming fireball appeared in the slave's hand.

"It's a pity, it took nearly a hundred years to collect the material......"

He shook his head and tossed the fireball in his hand.

Bang!

The hall was blown to shreds, and the smoke and dust filled the air. The top of the hall, which was already crumbling, turned into a large piece of rubble and fell heavily in an instant.

Before the top of the snowy mountain collapsed, he teleported out of the temple. Silently staring at the roaring, sinking summit of the mountain, he didn't say a word. It wasn't until it was confirmed that the temple had completely collapsed that he floated to the ground.

In the snowflakes flying in the sky, he found a flat ground that was still intact, and then, the prototype of a teleportation circle appeared at his feet, and the magic powder in his hand was also evenly scattered by him.

Boom!

After the white mist, his figure completely disappeared into the snowstorm.

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