This is a world of necromancy, the whole sky is not illuminated by a ray of sunlight, and the rich death and evil qi are mixed to stain the sky gray.

On the ground, there are many broken armor and spears, these armors and spears do not know how many years have passed, they are rusty on them, and with a gust of wind blowing, these spears and spears and armor turn into iron powder and dissipate with the wind.

Smack.

The sound of something falling, and looking at the source of the sound, you can see a gray-white skeleton, and two dark green soul fires are constantly beating.

The other, which was almost identical, stepped on the former's body, and two fleshless bony hands dug into the skull's head on the ground.

The two dark green soul fires pulsed rapidly, but the beating did not last long, because the skeleton's skull was completely broken, and the soul fire in it was exposed and directly absorbed.

Absorbing a ball of soul fire, the skeleton also trembled a few times, and then smashed the skeleton that had lost its soul fire with one foot, and looked for the next target again.

Such battles are constantly happening on this battlefield, not only with skeletons, but also with a kind of translucent ghost, and even flocks of necromantic birds.

Lu Beichuan only felt that he had entered a world of the dead, even if he was surrounded by low-level necromancers that he could wipe out at will, he had never made a move, and killing these necromancers would only attract more.

The shimmering cloak was used by him at this moment, and his own aura suddenly disappeared, and even the whole person was absent, as if it had never appeared.

On this trip, his goal is the depths of the necromantic battlefield, the only way to the depths to be precise.

Lu Shu also gradually woke up under the treatment of various heavenly and earthly treasures, and only after learning Lu Beichuan's purpose did he tell him that they were in danger there in the end.

This necromantic battlefield is extremely vast, and I don't know how Lu Shu and the others ran so far at the beginning, Lu Beichuan has already encountered at least a thousand necromancers along the way, and if these thousands of necromancers hit the Demon Suppression Pass, there is nothing they can do.

However, this is only what Lu Beichuan saw on the road, I don't know how big this necromantic battlefield is, and the necromantic spirits in it are probably counted in tens of thousands.

Think about it, tens of thousands of undead spirits attacked the Demon Suppression Pass, how shocking the scene was.

"At my current speed, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time, and I don't know if Xiao Wan is there or not."

Lu Beichuan had already raised his fastest speed, and walked towards the passage with all his might, he didn't care about the necromancers on the road, if there were necromancers who inadvertently blocked it, he would also crush it with one hand.

"Hmm!"

Lu Beichuan was alarmed, and dodged to the bottom of a gray-white hillside, where there happened to be a protruding rock.

He held his breath, the breath in his body suddenly disappeared, and he hid himself perfectly at this moment, unless the power of the divine soul was extremely strong, he could not be discovered.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Heavy sounds kept coming, and the land was trembling with this sound, and even the hillside where Lu Beichuan was hiding was constantly sliding down stones.

Finally, a huge figure appeared in Lu Beichuan's line of sight.

It was a skeleton about three or four feet tall, but this skeleton was all golden, and the soul fire in the hollow eye sockets was also golden.

A powerful aura of death emanated from the golden skeleton, shocking the surrounding dead spirits in place, and they did not dare to move, as if the courtiers had seen the king.

The golden skeleton walked straight forward, and even stepped on many gray and white skeletons, and these gray skeletons immediately turned into smithereens, leaving only two weak soul fires, which were swarmed by other gray and white skeletons, and immediately ate them.

When the golden skeleton disappeared, Lu Beichuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"This golden skeleton is at least a god realm, I didn't expect to run into it not long after I came in, if it really starts, it's really hard to solve."

This is not surprising, these necromantic creatures can be said to be like a tiger on this necromantic battlefield, and their own combat effectiveness has been greatly enhanced.

Just like a cultivator who cultivates the water attribute, fighting in the sea, his combat power will be several times more than when he is on land.

This is the right place in time.

However, Lu Beichuan is not afraid, he is also cultivating death qi, even purer than these dead spirits, it can be said that he has suppressed it.

He got up again and headed straight for the path that led to the depths.

"Roar!"

With a loud roar that shook the heavens and the earth, I saw a huge bird-like creature flying in the gray sky. But the terrible thing is that this bird has no flesh and blood on its body, and its entire body is just a skeleton shelf, and on the skull shelf, there are blue flames, and the rich death qi occupies the entire body.

"This is the Blazing Eagle, I didn't expect such a change to occur in this necromantic battlefield."

The Blazing Eagle is a third-level spirit beast, born with flame proficiency, and its feathers are surrounded by flames all year round. This blazing eagle was supposed to have fallen in this necromantic battlefield, and was eroded by the dead qi for many years, thus transforming into a necromantic creature.

Lu Beichuan also hid his own aura, waiting for these terrible necromantic creatures to pass by, although he was not afraid, but if he fought, it would be extremely troublesome.

Behind the blazing eagle was a ghost with a transparent body, and this ghost was extremely fast, and it actually passed directly through the skeletons and mountain trees.

"The ghost of the Divine Spirit Realm, this thing is not afraid of any physical attack, only the divine soul can hurt her."

The more he saw these powerful necromantic creatures, the more frightened Lu Beichuan became, these necromantic creatures were all extremely powerful, and it was really a disaster to really hit the Demon Suppression Pass.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Because, he saw a man.

It was an old man, dressed in a black robe, and in his hand there was a staff that was a head taller than his body.

There was a cyclone under the feet of the old man, and he was also walking in the direction of the Demon Suppression Pass, but when he passed by Lu Beichuan's side, his eyes turned away.

Lu Beichuan hurriedly restrained his breath, for fear that the old man would find out.

The old man's brows furrowed, and then he didn't pay attention to anything, sped up a little, and quickly left.

"Why is there one of these necromancers?"

Lu Beichuan thought quickly, "No, he is definitely not a person, I seem to smell the breath of death from him, could it be that this is the war spirit that has been handed down since ancient times?" ”

It has the breath of a human being, at least it retains the appearance of a human being, but it has many characteristics of necromancers on its body, so it should be a war spirit left over from ancient times.