The Holy Emperor looked down at Prince Zhong coldly, and the murderous aura in his eyes seemed to overflow. 【Reading】{Debut}

"I regret that I failed to uproot you when I ascended the throne. The Holy Emperor said, "If I had made up my mind at that time, I would not be where I am today. There wouldn't have been so many people dying in vain. So this time, I won't make the same mistake again. In front of so many people, I promise that I will cut off your head and avenge the innocent deaths!"

At that time, it was not that he didn't want to kill Prince Zhong, but his reputation among the government and the opposition was not as good as that of Prince Zhong, and the new emperor ascended the throne, and the foundation was not very stable, so he could only deal with it by means of Huairou. As the saying goes, raising a tiger is a problem, and it has finally caused today's situation.

Prince Zhong laughed and said, "What's the use of talking about this now? Dear Imperial Brother, don't think that if Mr. Simon is gone, I won't be able to deal with you. This king's hole card is not the only one. As he spoke, he raised his right hand high and swung forward!

A giant beast roar full of strange aura came down from mid-air, and then I saw a black cloud floating in an instant. This black cloud, as black as ink, and exuded the cold aura of death, all the people on the city tower all stirred up a cold war!

"What the hell is this?" Song Li instinctively felt that this black cloud was not a good thing.

The black cloud floated above the high platform, and suddenly spread out, and a huge, bare dragon head suddenly appeared, strictly speaking, it could not be said to be a dragon head, but only a dragon's skull. In the eye sockets of the black hole, there seemed to be two spectral lights, locking on the people on the city tower.

There was another strange roar, the black mist dissipated, and the whole dragon body landed on the high platform, it was a complete dragon skeleton shining with turquoise light, and on the back of the skeleton, there was also a person shrouded in black robes, holding a bone staff, and his head was also covered by a wide hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

This person is a dragon, and his whole body exudes the breath of death, which makes the temperature at the scene plummet several degrees!

"Necromancer!" someone couldn't help but exclaim.

Necromancer, the name itself seems to have a terrifying power, and everyone can't help but shudder when they hear this name.

The Nebula Continent is vast enough, and its history is long enough to be called a vast world, and there are no surprises. In the cultivation world, the vast majority of them are people who follow the normal path of cultivation, but there are also some people who either pursue cultivation speed, or enter the door by mistake, or are obsessed with the powerful power brought by special cultivation methods, and they take an unusual path with their swords. Like Ximen Chong, who specializes in swordsmanship, and the gray-robed man are such examples. But after all, specializing in kendo is still a normal way of cultivation, just clinging to one thing, and it will not harm others and benefit oneself, so there is nothing to blame. There are also those who follow a more wicked and despised path.

Necromancer, is one of them.

They used one of the oldest and most mysterious methods to collect the souls of dead creatures for them to devour, and each time they devoured an undead, their cultivation would increase by a few points. The soul is actually a kind of living energy, and for necromancers, devouring the soul is equivalent to an ordinary monk taking an elixir, which is a great tonic.

They relied on the energy of the undead to transform into true qi and improve their cultivation to the realm. They can also find a suitable body for the undead to incorporate the soul into it. In this way, you can make an undead pet for him to drive. Since the undead demon pet has no pain and cannot be killed, its power in battle is extremely huge.

If this kind of thing is barely acceptable, then among the necromancers, there are still a very small number of people, they have no discipline and no lower limit, and everyone in the cultivation world shouts and beats. They are also necromancers, and their cultivation method is to directly extract the souls of living people for them to devour, or use the souls of living people to make undead demon pets. This necromancer is called a "black necromancer".

The cultivation circles of the countries of the Nebula Continent have a rule that they do not become, and whenever they encounter a black necromancer, every monk is obliged to clean it up!

The necromancer who appeared in the field was actually able to control a high-level undead creature like the "Bone Dragon", which shows that his cultivation is extremely profound, at least it is also the realm above the Jindan stage. As for whether he is a black necromancer or not, it is impossible to tell for the time being.

Only after he made a move, could he judge from the true qi he emitted. Ordinary necromancers, even if their true qi is obtained by devouring the undead, their true qi is still no different from ordinary true qi. If it is a black necromancer, it is different, the soul of the living is extracted, after all, it carries an extremely strong resentment, and this resentment condenses, and over time, it forms a powerful energy. Although the necromancer devours and transforms it, this energy will not disappear either. These energies directly changed the true qi in the necromancer's body, turning it black.

In other words, the biggest difference between a black necromancer and an ordinary necromancer is the color of true qi.

Normal True Qi is a pure white color that is close to transparency, but of course there are other colors that will be formed due to differences in exercises. However, the black true qi is unique to the black necromancer, and there will be no other exercise in the world that will produce black true qi.

Prince Zhong is really doing everything for his great cause. Even the necromancer dared to ask for it, although it was still impossible to determine whether this necromancer was a black necromancer or not, but judging from the dark clouds that were as black as ink, it was very likely that it was the black necromancer that everyone shouted at the rats crossing the street! If this was the case, then Prince Zhong would have defied the world's condemnation.

"Song Xingchen, you are so bold. Even a necromancer dares to use it, isn't he afraid of arousing the anger of the people?" The Holy Emperor was also very surprised by this, the necromancer is not terrible, the terrible thing is the black necromancer. You must know that the most terrifying thing about black necromancers is that they can cause damage in a large area. They have some secret methods that can allow the necromantic aura to invade people in an area on a large scale, and these people who have been poisoned by the undead will become walking corpses, and under the control of the necromancer, they will kill, destroy, destroy!

If this guy riding on the bone dragon is really a black necromancer, then the people in the imperial city are really not safe. No matter how high and strong the city wall is, it can't resist the invasion of the undead breath, and the guardian magic circle above the imperial city should be able to resist for a while, but what about after the effect of the magic circle?

The Holy Emperor had calculated everything, but he didn't expect Prince Zhong to be so mad! Perhaps since the death of his only son, Song Qiuhan, this old thing had been let go.

"I don't even dare to rebel against you, what else don't you dare to do?" Prince Zhong sneered: "If you abdicate now, maybe you can still maintain a decent way to die and continue to resist, I will let this mage imprison your undead soul into the body of the lowest beast, so that you can be enslaved and trampled on for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to turn over!"

The Holy Emperor was so angry that both hands were trembling violently, Prince Zhong really couldn't use common sense to guess, he was right, he even dared to do such a thing as rebellion, which was so unpopular as the world, what else did he dare not do? Perhaps from now on, some plans should be launched in advance, lest Prince Zhong do something terrible and cause irreparable losses to the imperial capital.

The red-robed old man behind the Holy Emperor was obviously a thunderbolt with a fiery temper, and the front Ximen rushed to let the gray-robed man fight, which made him hold back the fire. Although he didn't deal much with the gray-robed man who couldn't kick out a fart with three feet, he got used to fighting together, and his relationship was still very deep. The old man was killed, and he was worried that he had no place to spread fire, and there was a necromancer who looked annoying, how could he suppress the fire?

"What kind of bullshit necromancer dares to go to the root of the imperial city to spread wilderness?" the red-robed old man shouted angrily, his beard stood up, his body was like electricity, and he instantly swept to the high platform, and stood face to face with the necromancer riding a bone dragon.

"Mr. Chi, be careful. The Holy Emperor couldn't help but remind him. The strong men who served as guards around him were all passed down from generation to generation in the Holy Ancestor era, and they grew up in the palace since they were children, and each prince sent two around him, and when the prince was fortunate enough to ascend the throne, the two guards who followed him were automatically upgraded to the strong guards of the Holy Emperor.

Because it is a relationship that has been accompanied from childhood to adulthood, everyone's relationship is very good, and the loss of the gray-robed man has made the Holy Emperor extremely sad, this red-robed old man is the only one seedling, and there must be no mistakes.

However, the cultivation of this red-robed old man Chi Ying is only higher than that of the gray-robed man, and the realm of the seventh layer of the Jindan period is also a first-class powerhouse when looking at the entire imperial capital. By the Holy Emperor's side, he was the only one who seemed to be able to deal with this necromancer who exuded a strange aura all over his body.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, this kind of unpopular ghostly ghost, I haven't taken it to heart. (http：／/)。 Chi Ying waved his hand loudly, his face full of mockery.

He has a fiery temper and acts in a fair and upright manner, and he despises this kind of sneaky person the most in his life, so he despises this necromancer in his heart. Even if there is a dragon under his seat, so what? Dragons are also divided into levels, with Chiying's cultivation as the realm, as long as it is not the dragon clan's warrior Golden Dragon who is here, he is sure to deal with it. If a living dragon is not afraid, how can it be afraid of a skeleton?

The necromancer, who was shrouded in black robes, remained silent, but when Chi Ying said the words, "The Immortal Charm and Spirit," he was visibly enraged! Grandma, necromancers are also dignified, right? What does it mean to not enter the stream? Who does not enter the stream? Who does not enter the stream? The more people who are engaged in their profession, the more sensitive they are, Chi Ying said this, which is equivalent to stabbing him in the heart with a knife, the black-robed man let out a short scream, and the bone staff in his palm shook vigorously, and the bone bell at the top of the bone staff made a crisp "crackling" sound like a striking dice, and the bone dragon under his seat suddenly opened its mouth and spewed out an inky black "ice blade"! Everywhere the ice blade went, the air seemed to be frozen!

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