"This is ......"

After all these years, Zhong Zhi still hasn't crossed the most critical step in the nine layers of qi training, and has been overtaken by Chen Fusheng, and even because he was trapped in the two Ten Realms Vajra Fetal Tibetan Mandala Great Array, he has not had time to replenish the Nine Evil Locking Spirit Array.

However, he did not waste all this time, the skin of the bronze armored corpse king standing side by side with him was glowing with dark gold, and the yin qi was gone, but it vaguely revealed a bit of grandeur and righteousness.

This was the result of him obtaining Chen Fusheng's consent and invoking the Buddhist wish power gathered by the Fuyin soldiers and inviting the Black Mountain Stone Spirit to refine the essence as a landscape god.

The two-headed spirits of Yingxin and Mo Ming are refining the two Yuan Dan in the Church of the God of the Sea and the Storm, so that their own breath can be combined with this world to be able to appear in this world, although Zhong Zhi's cultivation is higher than them, but he has not yet achieved the Jindan realm, let alone this kind of opportunity, fortunately, the corpse path he walked pays attention to the spirit of refining the corpse and the master's mind, and the qi is blended, with the connection in the underworld, the bronze armor corpse king can feed back the cultivation to him and jointly bear the pressure brought by the difference between heaven and earth.

From beginning to end, for the spirits in the two Ten Realms Vajra Fetal Tibetan Mandala Array, except for the very few who were close to Black Mountain and Youruo, who were in charge of the operation of the mountains and rivers on his behalf or Yingxin, Chen Fusheng did not tell them that they had entered another world.

Limited to his background, although Zhong Zhi was also vaguely aware of the abnormality of this Cave Heaven Treasure, and even personally saw the turmoil in heaven and earth caused by the Void Storm, at most he thought that Chen Fusheng was trapped in some formation, as for crossing the void and coming to the outer world, this was completely beyond the limit of his imagination.

Seeing that Zhong Zhi had not yet recovered from the shock brought by his words, Chen Fusheng secretly picked up the Buddhist's tongue and shouted: "Zhong Zhi, this matter may be able to help you break through Dancheng, don't listen to me carefully!"

Hearing this, Zhong Zhi's eyes widened, his face was full of determination, and the bronze armored corpse king who had the same heart felt the belief of his master, and he couldn't help but clench his hands into fists, and raised his head to let out a low roar.

Refining corpses is a small path, and it is much more difficult to walk, and the Zhong family has never had any talents, even if they have obtained some of the Southern Demon Sect's one-scale and half-clawed cultivation methods to supplement their own exercises, it is still far from perfect.

Zhong Zhi was already considered to have a deep chance, so he bought such a bronze armor corpse king of the middle and upper grades of Dancheng, at that time he was also high-spirited, and regarded Dan as idle, but after thirty years, although he was still diligent in cultivation, he was somewhat disheartened, and he didn't have much hope for whether he could become Dancheng, after all, there were very few people in the corpse path, and most of them were from those side doors with a bad reputation, even if they wanted to seal the Dao, there was no chance.

However, Chen Fusheng told him at this time that there was a glimmer of opportunity, and it could almost be said that he was the last hope for him who had basically reached the end of his immortal journey.

Zhong Zhi naturally did not doubt Chen Fusheng's words, and as an expert in the corpse path, he did indeed feel the strangeness in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi here.

The Bronze Armored Corpse King closed his eyes, sank into the slippery muddy water, and swallowed the air in a big gulp, Zhong Zhi's right hand reached forward, spinning in the air as if he was about to grab something, and then turned his head to look at Chen Fusheng and nodded heavily, his face was embarrassed, and said in a deep voice: "This corpse fellow doesn't seem to be good at hiding his breath, and I have already discovered the source of the ghoul yin qi, but this is his territory after all, if his subordinates and this bronze armored corpse can't completely subdue him, I have to ask you to help." ”

With Chen Fusheng's promise, Zhong Zhi wiped the copper ring on his wrist, and two refining corpses, one left and one right, appeared out of thin air, which was not enough, Zhong Zhi's skin quickly turned into an iron blue color, and then pinched the magic trick, bringing up an earthy yellow luster, and the two refining corpses sank into the slippery swamp like a bronze armor corpse king, and moved forward quickly.

Although Zhong Zhi is not as comfortable as refining corpses in this environment, he is also greatly strengthened by the aura of the bronze armor corpse king and the secret method of earth escape.

Chen Fusheng would not be like him, there was a stream of water as black as ink gathered under his feet, holding his body up, easily crossing the reeds and grass or low puddles, without a sound.

In terms of perception direction, Zhong Zhi, who also practiced the way of ghouls, was naturally much easier than Freya, and at this time, he and Chen Fusheng didn't have to think about those martial artists who were not strong, and their speed was naturally more than ten times faster than that of Bai Ri.

A bolt of mana was sent out from the air to attract the skeleton to his side before it fell into the muddy water, looking at the tattered clothes on the skeleton and the rusty long sword eroded by water vapor, Zhong Zhi shook his head, his tone revealed a bit of disdain and confusion, "It's just a dry bone, even a slightly stronger mortal can easily break it without even cultivating martial arts, this monk's divine mind seems to be above me, and I don't know what to do with cultivating these useless things?"

The lowest-level corpse refining, even if it is a zombie that is formed by chance and has no earthly qi, is also as hard as iron in limbs, difficult to hurt by swords, and infinitely powerful, comparable to a martial artist with a small achievement in foreign kung fu, in comparison, this skeleton soldier who seems to be able to be blown down by a gust of wind is really too shabby and weak.

"Not necessarily. ”

Chen Fusheng rarely showed any interest, and looked at the two empty holes in the orbital area of the skull's head, thoughtfully.

There were two points of ghost fire here before, revealing the unique fluctuations of the Yin Spirit, although it was incomplete, but it was very rare to put it on a skeleton with completely eroded flesh and blood, and it was because of this that this skeleton soldier could complete the simplest detection, inspection, and combat actions similar to body instinct.

Zhong Zhi will only see this more clearly, and I am afraid that it is also because of this, although Zhong Zhi said this, he still did not have any carelessness, and even this question was directly transmitted to Chen Fusheng with divine thoughts.

"I don't know if the so-called necromancer noticed that the skeleton had been destroyed. ”

Thinking of this, Chen Fusheng shook his head again, although he was not as sensitive as Zhong Zhi in sensing death qi, but relying on the powerful divine thoughts of Monk Dancheng and Kunpeng's discernment, he knew a lot more than Zhong Zhi, whether bright or dark, there were at least two or three hundred such skeletons distributed within a radius of ten miles, and what they killed was just an outpost, even if the other party's realm was comparable to that of Monk Dancheng, and he was good at dividing his divine thoughts, it was impossible to control so many skeletons at the same time, mainly relying on their spiritual self-action, plus the strength of this skeleton was too weak, and there was no spiritual intelligence, even if it encountered a slightly larger beast, it could be destroyed, it is really impossible for the other party to spend their minds on it.

"It seems that if you want to alarm him, you still have to find a big guy. ”

Chen Fusheng folded his arms around his chest, looking at the thick fog shrouded even if he could only look at the general ahead, and said in a low heart.

He didn't expect that there was actually a high-level maze arranged here that could actually block his Kunpeng Eye's sight, although it looked a little broken, but it was not something he could break in a short time, as for brute force cracking, the turmoil caused would be too big, maybe it would cause Claudia and others to be alert.

Although Chen Fusheng was sure that the formation laid by the other party could not really trap him, he still would not choose to get involved easily.

"Well, you arrange these flying swords within a radius of five miles according to this magic circle. ”

With a flick of his fingers, dozens of clear rays of light flew out from Chen Fusheng's cuffs with a continuous stream of light and turned into a small flying sword with a delicate and clear mouth, encircling Zhong Zhi.

A light of incense time passed quickly, watching Zhong Zhi raise his head and thoroughly comprehend the little bit of ideological information that flew into the sea of knowledge, Chen Fusheng did not forget to remind, "When you come back, don't forget to kill two or three big guys and see if you can lure him out." ”

Although Chen Fusheng is not proficient in formations, it is not difficult to temporarily set up a simple magic array that traps people and soundproofs with the flying sword transformed by these thirty-six natal feathers, after all, the two Ten Realms Vajra Fetal Tibetan Mandala Great Array, in addition to the Buddhist Sect Divine Power as the first seal of the Buddha Gate, is also an extremely mysterious and complex formation, if it is not for the fact that this magic weapon cannot be used temporarily, Chen Fusheng only needs to be a cover on his head.

Behringer, who was completely wrapped in a black cloak, slashed the peeling knife hard, then stopped completely, and slowly lowered the tools in his hand into the silver platters of different sizes and materials, as well as tweezers, hooks, hammers, and saws.

Just now, a thread of spiritual power was completely broken, and it was transmitted to his soul with a tingling pain, which made his originally precise and concise movements make a mistake, and a material that should not have caused any unnecessary injuries and fat and flesh could make an irreparable mistake in the process of perfect peeling of the blood vessel tissue below, wasting a good material for the bronze rank in vain.

Unable to recover the lost part of his mental power with the meditation method, Behringer suddenly looked up at the opposite wall.

There hung an alchemy map that no one but him could discern the exact meaning, moss-sized patches representing reeds, black potholes, ominous gray indicating undercurrents, and dense red dots and a few green clusters of light on them.

Because of the rapid relationship, Behringer had time to see a green light gradually dim, a feeling he had experienced many times, and naturally knew that it represented the complete destruction of the soul of a black knight he had carefully concocted.

As a gold-level necromancer, all the people who are qualified to be refined by him into a black knight are strong people who have broken through silver during their lifetimes, or geniuses who can also quickly rise to this level after transformation.

Although it is said that the rank is retained, the strength of the black knight whose wisdom and flexibility have declined will drop a lot, but with the number of skeleton soldiers under the command of each black knight, especially after becoming a black knight, the weakness and fear of life have all disappeared, and it can be said that he is not afraid of death, and his real strength will not be too different from that of a warrior of the same rank.

And after he chose the Black Moon Swamp, he had already swept around the residence several times, and the slightly more powerful demonic beasts were all refined into undead creatures by him, although the wisdom of the beasts was far inferior to that of humans, but it was instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and it stands to reason that there should not be anything nearby that can quickly kill a silver-level black knight.

"Could it be that the mercenary guild has issued a mission?"

Although he was good at brewing corpses, Behringer's mind was extremely active, and he quickly found the most suitable explanation, and then his face couldn't help but look ugly.

He used to be a mercenary, and he naturally knew the doorways well, and even when he was a black iron magic apprentice, he spent a lot of time collecting magic materials in the Black Moon Swamp to make money for himself, and it was because of this that he was able to stumble upon the secrets of the Black Moon Swamp, and gradually become a gold-level magician.

When he had been out for decades, he had the heart to settle down and think about how to awaken to the origin in the future, and he thought of this place for the first time.

In addition to the secrets and geographical environment factors here, the unique production of magical materials in the Black Moon Swamp is also an important factor, there are a large number of low-level mercenaries coming in and out here every day, as long as he is secretive enough, no one will notice that there is a necromancer lurking here, he has a steady stream of materials.

In his opinion, although his movements are a little bigger these days, at most he has attracted two or three silver-level figures to lead a team to search, not only can not threaten him, but can supplement him with some fresh high-level materials.

By the time the mercenary guild took it seriously, he had already completed the experiment and left here.

In fact, things did go according to his conjecture, until now.

"Bastard!"

He didn't care to wipe the two lines of crimson blood that flowed from his nostrils, and an angry curse spat out of Bellinger's mouth, and the violent spiritual power swept through the room, and just then the two souls were disconnected.

And being able to easily kill the Black Knight before he warns him in a row means that the opponent's strength is at least two grades higher than the Black Knight, and it is not too far from the Golden Rank.

Although Bellinger still had great confidence in defeating the opponent, he didn't have to think that the turmoil he would cause would be far beyond his initial assumptions, which meant that he had to end his unfinished experiments early and live his wandering life again.

"In that case, then there is no need to retain any strength, just bulldoze them flat, and then get out of here quickly. ”

As a necromancer who everyone shouts and kills, Behringer has experienced many life and death tests to get to this point, and he is very decisive, and quickly made a decision in his heart, hurriedly poured two tubes of potions, one tube to treat soul wounds, and the other tube can ensure that the recovery speed of mental strength in the next twenty-four hours is greatly accelerated, and then looked at the map on the wall, and issued instructions from the depths of his soul to his undead troops.