Xu Zhiyuan's soul is out of the body, this surprise is not trivial.

Detached from his body, his soul could do nothing, the whole world seemed to have nothing to do with him anymore, and he became a spectator.

"How so?!"

Xu Zhiyuan was horrified in his heart and didn't understand why this happened.

Is it because of that cup of tea?

Xu Zhiyuan was full of doubts in his heart, but he didn't drink the tea, just smelled it and that's it?

That tea is too perverted!

The question is that other people also smell it, why are others okay, only themselves?

"Targeted!"

Xu Zhiyuan thought a little in his heart and forcibly calmed himself down.

The more you get to this time, the more you can't panic, otherwise you will only lose faster.

The old man on the other side had already shown an evil face, especially the scarlet tongue of the other party, which made him feel very uneasy.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and only the soul bodies of the old man and Xu Zhiyuan remained in the world.

"It's still a familiar taste, it's really intoxicating!"

The white-haired old man suddenly laughed, laughing and laughing, and blood began to flow out of his eye sockets, all the way to the corners of his mouth.

The others were all stunned at this time, and they didn't seem to see this strange change at all.

Next, the old man suddenly stretched out his big dry hand, and his dark and sharp nails grabbed at Xu Zhiyuan's body.

He wanted to take out Xu Zhiyuan's heart and taste it slowly.

When he swallows Xu Zhiyuan's flesh and blood, he will have a better fit for Xu Zhiyuan's soul, and when it comes time to devour his soul, he can get the most power.

At this time, Xu Zhiyuan finally knew the identity of the other party, an evil necromancer who improved his strength by devouring other people's souls.

His ability is similar to Akasha's, except that Akasha is still at the lower level of a necromancer, and many abilities cannot be used.

This necromancer's strength is significantly stronger, at least above level 20.

The other party's way of devouring other people's souls is really unguardable.

"Give me death!"

A black black light emanated from the white-haired old man's hand, and a big black soul hand appeared and grabbed Xu Zhiyuan's heart.

As a necromancer, his most powerful means come from the soul, and his undead claws are so sharp that they can easily tear through heavy iron armor.

However, when he grabbed Xu Zhiyuan's body, a huge rebound force came, his chest ached in vain, and a terrifying scratch appeared.

The white-haired old man couldn't help frowning and looked at him incredulously.

He really didn't understand why the wound appeared on himself when he attacked the other party?

What kind of weird magic is this?

In fact, the white-haired old man didn't know that it was the blade armor on Xu Zhiyuan's body that played a role, and the damage rebounded 100%.

If you lift the blade armor, you can find that Xu Zhiyuan's chest also has a deep wound that can reach the bone, and blood is pouring out.

However, at the moment when the big soul hand touched Xu Zhiyuan's body, the soul suppression stone on his waist once again emitted a burst of dazzling light, like an energy vortex, instantly enveloping Xu Zhiyuan's floating soul.

"Whew!"

In a trance, Xu Zhiyuan's soul slammed into his body, and with the help of the Soul Stone, he regained control of his body.

In an instant, Xu Zhiyuan's eyes were boiling, and as the teacup fell to the ground, a huge fist smashed towards the white-haired old man.

"Huh?"

The white-haired old man was obviously stunned, he didn't expect the other party to be able to return when his soul left his body, which was really surprising.

However, the white-haired old man had already observed it before, and through soul exploration, he was able to conclude that Xu Zhiyuan's profession was that of a mage, and he didn't look like a low level.

If the other party casts a skill, the white-haired old man may have to prepare well.

When he saw Xu Zhiyuan punching him directly, he immediately showed a contemptuous expression.

It is really rude for a mage who is good at spell attacks to learn warriors to fight with the power of the flesh.

The white-haired old man's body shook, and the blood in his eyes directly burst out, turning into a thick blood mist, forming a blood mist shield, blocking him in front of him.

This blood mist shield is based on his own blood, and with the magic support of a level 20 necromancer, his defense is incomparably powerful.

It is almost impossible for a mage to break through this defense with his fists.

"Boom!"

After a huge sound, the blood mist shield was blasted by Xu Zhiyuan's punch, and the huge fist continued to smash into the white-haired old man's head.

"Huh?"

The white-haired old man was taken aback and hurriedly dodged, but it was too late.

He really didn't expect that such a strong blood mist shield would be broken by the other party with his fists, is the other party really a mage?

Could it be that he misjudged that the other party was actually a vulgar warrior who was good at hand-to-hand combat?

"Poof!"

The white-haired old man's body shook in vain, his head was smashed like a watermelon, blood gushed out instantly, and the whole person turned into a headless corpse and fell to the ground with a bang.

Necromancers are also mages, and although they have extremely strong attacks, they have very poor defense.

Xu Zhiyuan has now reached level 20, and he has grown in all aspects, and his melee combat is far beyond that of fighters of the same level.

You must know that he has already extracted attack power many times, and his own attack power has already reached a very terrifying level.

Just a simple punch, even without the amplification of multiple casts, can also kill the powerhouse of the same level in an instant.

What's more, the opponent is still a mage with super weak melee defense!

As the white-haired old man fell to the ground, the scene in front of Xu Zhiyuan finally returned to normal.

Looking around, there is no pergola, just a ruin with a few black bamboo poles.

At the same time, everyone around them woke up one after another, and after seeing the black poisonous soup in their hands, they were all frightened and screamed, and then threw their teacups on the ground.

Not long ago, everyone fell into a special state for some reason, as if they were pretending to sleep, and their consciousness was closed.

Their memories are still stuck in the time when they picked up the teacup, and when they opened their eyes again, the amiable old man before had turned into a headless corpse.

"What happened?"

Wei Hongcai and the others were frightened in their hearts and asked cautiously.

Xu Zhiyuan gently stroked the wound on his chest, and said coldly: "Go on, it's too dangerous here, find the treasure as soon as possible and leave here." ”

Xu Zhiyuan didn't explain too much, and strode towards the official road ahead.

Ahead is the main road in the treasure map, and you can reach the treasure site by following this main road for another 200 kilometers.

Everyone looked at the ruined scene around them, and then looked at the headless corpses lying in a pool of blood, and their hearts couldn't help but feel creepy.

Everyone has already seen that everyone has just walked away in the ghost gate.

If it weren't for Brother Xu Zhiyuan, everyone would probably have to stay here.

"It's so dangerous here, I really want to go back to the village!"