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"Space Fold, Kill!"

Seeing that Yang Ling and his party were strong, the Revenant Knight's Commander Wen'er Yinke snorted violently. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info decisively threw away the sharp saber, took out a dagger with a glittering cold light, and cast the space folding spell of the Phantom Cloak at the cost of burning the soul.

Spatial folding is a hybrid magic cultivated to the extreme of wind magic and space magic, and with a single movement of the heart, you can step through the void, enter the spatial turbulence, and quickly leave or approach the enemy at unimaginable speed. In terms of speed alone, it is several times faster, or even dozens of times, than the teleportation of a saint-level space mage. Legend has it that this is already a spell of the gods, a realm that humans cannot reach!

After cultivating for thousands of years, Winink has become a realm powerhouse, with a huge fighting spirit and a powerful soul, and his comprehension of the laws of killing far surpasses that of ordinary undead kings. However, without the Phantom Cloak, without the burst of energy from the burning soul, he would not be able to cast a powerful space folding spell.

Burning the soul will consume a lot of soul energy, and even become an idiot, and the soul will disappear. Although the consequences were extremely serious, in order to kill Yang Ling and his party, the Revenant Knight Commander Wen'er Inke was desperate to let it out!

Only by sucking a large amount of essence blood and soul can he be truly resurrected and change the current appearance of this person who is not a human and a ghost. There is no shortage of souls in the underground mausoleum, but the essence and blood of living beings are once in ten thousand years, and after waiting for thousands of years to meet a group of living people like Yang Ling, he will definitely not miss it easily.

Looking at the dense array of spiders, evil eyes, horned bees and other magical beasts near the Great Witch Terrace, he licked his chapped lips excitedly as he smelled the breath of blood that he had not seen for a long time. Locked on to Yang Ling's location with his soul, ignored the surrounding illusions, took a deep breath and killed him directly.

The Phantom Cloak is not an artifact, but in the eyes of Winink, it is more precious than artifacts such as the Holy See's Crown of Thorns and the Pharaoh's Life Scepter.

With the Phantom Cloak that he acquired by chance, he can get close to the enemy silently after becoming invisible, kill the enemy's commander on the battlefield and make one battle feat, and with the mysterious Phantom Cloak, he can step through the void and teleport to the enemy like a space mage, killing him with one blow, and with the Phantom Cloak, which contains a lot of life energy, he narrowly escaped the catastrophe more than 10,000 years ago, and although he was buried in an underground mausoleum, he luckily retained a clear consciousness and complete memory.

At that time, he was ordered to lead his legion to garrison the underground mausoleum that was about to be completed, but he did not expect to be poisoned by the hateful villain, and inadvertently drank the terrifying carrion water, and the entire legion became the burial object of the eighth pharaoh. Although he survived with the Phantom Cloak, his body was highly decomposed, making him an alternate undead. Only by absorbing a large amount of essence blood and soul, or absorbing a huge amount of life energy, can it be possible to get rid of the disgusting appearance.

It's a pity that the underground mausoleum has only the undead and dead air. For thousands of years, although he had cultivated hard with the Phantom Cloak and became the most powerful undead on the outskirts of the underground mausoleum, he still could not relieve the physical and mental pain. Even if you desperately dive into the depths of the mausoleum, you can't find a solution.

After waking up from meditation and discovering the whereabouts of Yang Ling and his party, he naturally would not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even if it cost anything!

After thousands of years in the underground mausoleum, suffering every day, eternal life no longer has any appeal to him, he just wants to be a normal person again, to return to the sun-drenched ground, to breathe the fresh air of the ground again.

At the cost of burning souls, Winenck successfully cast the Phantom Cloak's space folding spell at an unimaginably faster speed, faster than the space mage's teleportation. Although he saw Werynk kill through the 'perspective of the earth', Yang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, didn't have time to dodge at all. As soon as he pulled out a handprint, and before he could teleport out through the Wind Escape spell, Wenlink's sharp dagger stabbed in fiercely.

Weakness, sluggishness, weakness, dizziness

As soon as Wenlink's dagger stabbed in, Yang Ling felt a series of negative feelings. Obviously, the opponent's dagger not only attached a terrifying curse, but also smeared with deadly poison.

"Hahaha, sinners who have stepped into the mausoleum, go and die!" Seeing Yang Ling's body crumbling after being hit, looking at the blood flowing from his chest, and feeling his powerful soul, Winink laughed excitedly. After thousands of years, he finally saw the hope of resurrection, the hope of returning to the surface.

The Black Dragon King and the Flying Dragon King Thrace and others were very powerful, but after cultivating to the realm realm, Winenk instinctively felt that Yang Ling, who was sitting on the Great Witch Stage, was the biggest threat. As long as he killed Yang Ling, he was sure to command the army of Revenant Knights to kill Yang Ling's army of demonic beasts one by one, devouring their essence blood and souls.

After devouring the essence blood and souls of thousands of demonic beasts, he was confident that he would break through the bottleneck of cultivation in one fell swoop, and completely fuse the death qi and life energy in his body, and truly resurrect himself as a normal person. When the time is ripe, you can leave this underground mausoleum through the magic circle in the depths of the mausoleum and return to the sun-drenched ground.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

"Adult, adult"

Wen'erink's speed was too fast, Yang Ling didn't have time to teleport out, and the Black Dragon King, Purple Squirrel Bingbing, and Imet, who were fighting bloodily with the Revenant Knight, were even more unable to rescue. Seeing that Yang Ling's face was pale and his body was shaky, they rushed over desperately in shock. In particular, the purple rat Bingbing and the thousand-faced phantom mink, who had left their positions without permission, rushed over as if they were crazy, locking on to Winink's soul fluctuations.

If Yang Ling is unfortunately killed, then their souls will also collapse, either they will become the undead of the walking dead, or they will completely disappear, and the consequences will be unimaginable!

"Hahaha, come on, sacrifice your blood and souls, come on" Commanding the army of revenant knights who were ambushed in the castle of Falzes poured out, and after frantically attacking Yang Ling's prohibition, Winleinker laughed excitedly. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to pull out the dagger and cut Yang Ling's throat, suddenly, a black flame soared into the sky on the Great Witch Stage, and the laughter couldn't help but stop abruptly.

At the critical moment, Yang Ling also gritted his teeth and let go, and a huge amount of magic power and spiritual power poured out. With the help of the Great Witch Terrace, the Great Witch Seal was blessed, and the ancient witchcraft - Soul Sacrifice was performed.

In ancient times, soul wizards led tribal warriors to fight against the heavens and the earth, overcoming one disaster after another, and defeating one demon after another. When a difficult demon appears, the soul wizard can kill the demon by burning soul energy to sacrifice and rain down black flames that can incinerate everything.

"Ah, Black Flame Soul Burner!" After feeling the black flames penetrate the bones and directly incinerate his soul, Winink screamed loudly in shock, his body was numb, and his consciousness became heavier and heavier.

"Hey, that's not right!" Winenke was taken aback, but looking at Winenke who was struggling in the fire, Yang Ling was even more surprised.

According to the obelisk explanation, the black flames caused by the soul sacrifice can be burned to ashes in an instant, not to mention the bones and souls of humans. It was obviously not normal for Wininker to be able to struggle in the flames for so long, either because he had cultivated some strange magic or because he had some powerful treasure on his body.

Confused, Yang Ling waved his hand to remove the black soul fire, and unfolded the frozen realm to freeze Wenlinkk into an ice sculpture. After using the magic power and life energy in the body to eliminate the discomfort in the body, a wisp of divine consciousness penetrates out and carefully observes the other party's situation.

"Tsk, what a powerful cloak!" After observing with his divine sense for a long time, Yang Ling opened his eyes and looked at the black phantom cloak on Winlink's body, and shook his head in disbelief.

Through his powerful divine sense, he discovered that Werinkk himself only had the strength of ordinary realm powerhouses, but the phantom cloak on his body contained a huge amount of life energy. It's not that the black flames can't incinerate Winenk's body, it's that the Phantom Cloak helps its owner recover from his injuries so quickly that it gives the illusion that it can't be burned.

"It's a good thing, it's a pity" Yang Ling shook his head helplessly after feeling the blood-thicker-than-water connection between the Phantom Cloak and Winenk.

The Phantom Cloak is very powerful, and if there is a way, he will definitely not hesitate to grab it. It's a pity that in addition to the huge amount of life energy, the Phantom Cloak also contains a vague energy. Not to mention that his soul was damaged after forcibly performing the Soul Sacrifice, even if he returned to his full state, he was not sure that he could refine such a treasure.

A treasure that cannot be refined or used, even a top-level artifact is useless, it is not as good

Looking at the confused and frozen Werink, thinking about his invisible ability and incredible speed, Yang Ling thought of an idea. Now that the Witch Gate has just been established, Alice is in charge of the Poison Witch, Master Allen is in charge of the Weapon Witch, and the Black Dragon King is in charge of the Witchcraft, and most of the mainstream branches of the wizard have heirs, but the powerful Shadow Witch has never had a suitable heir. As the leader of the Revenant Knights, Winenk is powerful and has a fully fused treasure, and it would be a waste not to make good use of such a good talent.

"From now on, you will belong to my witch sect, take charge of the shadow witch walking in the dark, and secretly clear the enemies in my way!"

After dissolving the ice cube at the center of Wen Erink's eyebrows, Yang Ling Yungong forced out a drop of essence blood and gently pressed it on the center of his eyebrows. Silently reciting the witch decision, a huge amount of magic power and spiritual power poured out, ready to domesticate this undead who is known as the most powerful undead on the periphery of the underground mausoleum. Soon, mysterious runes appeared on Wenlink's body, more and more, slowly spinning in circles!

(To be continued)