In this battle, in fact, Ning Zhe and the Black Death City Lord were already in an unequal position. (Baidu Search Rainbow Literature Network)

You must know that Ning Zhe has two mysterious black pieces of paper in his body, and he and the mysterious black pieces of paper are fused with each other, and between the two, Ning Zhe even occupies a dominant position, like a fateful contract, which has been doomed since the beginning.

But the Black Death City Lord was different, although he had the black piece of paper for longer than Ning Zhe, he had been enslaved by the black piece of paper from the beginning. Although in the following time, he tried to refine or resist, but there was no doubt that he failed, which is why his cultivation was so high that he could only stay alone in the Black Death City, because he could only borrow the power of the black paper, but he could not get resonance. Once he leaves the Black Death City, what awaits him will inevitably be death.

The inequality between the two dictates that when faced with black paper, their outcomes are completely different. With the help of that piece of black paper, the immortal power in Ning Zhe's body gradually became vast, and the dead qi in the air was directly transformed into immortal power and injected into his nebula with the help of the black paper.

On the other side, the Black Death City Lord was constantly wailing and roaring, but all this was useless, he couldn't ask for the fate of death after all.

Finally, the black pieces of paper on both sides completely fused together, and then violently shook in the air several times before flying back into Ning Zhe's body, silent again.

Along with the black piece of paper, there was also a huge mask, but the moment Ning Zhe's palm touched the mask, it shrank sharply, becoming a seemingly ordinary black mask and falling into Ning Zhe's hand.

This mask was the one that the Black Death City Lord had worn on his face before, and it was also the source of all his power, but at this time, it had become Ning Zhe's hand.

Looking at the Black Death City Lord in the distance, he had turned into a white skeleton, his eyes were dim, and only his hands were constantly waving towards the sky to express his anger and unwillingness.

Only then did he understand why Ning Zhe had to keep tolerating him and constantly provoking him, it turned out that his ultimate goal was the Demon Scroll, which was his greatest treasure. If he wasn't in a hurry to kill the Black Death General, the other party would definitely tell him about it, but unfortunately there is no if, his fate can only be death!

However, Ning Zhe didn't want to let him die in vain, so he saw Ning Zhe raise his hand and put the mask on his face.

As soon as the black mask was put on by Ning Zhe, a dazzling black light burst out, and then black mist gushed out from the middle, forming a pair of black armor around Ning Zhe's body, and the appearance of this armor was exactly the same as that on the previous Black Death City Lord.

"So that's ......," Ning Zhe said with a smile.

The moment he put on the mask, he already understood the secrets of the entire Black Death City, which had a terrifying plague hundreds of thousands of years ago, and later generations called this plague the Black Death. Tens of millions of people have died one after another, and the originally prosperous city has become a dead city.

After that, the city was filled with dead spirits and unjust spirits, which evolved in the continuous absorption and devouring, and then began to attack the monks and merchants who passed by, casting a veil of mystery over the dead city, which is also the origin of the Black Dead City.

It wasn't until the current Black Death City Lord arrived that he accidentally got the Demon Scroll in his mouth in a place, which brought all the unjust souls in the city under his command in one fell swoop and became the city lord of the Black Death City, but he was also imprisoned in the Black Death City by the Demon Scroll from then on.

Ning Zhe, who understood all this, suddenly had a trace of pity for the Black Death City Lord, if the other party was not so anxious to refine the black paper that day, he thought that he would definitely be able to see the secret of the black paper with his cultivation, and then become the real Black Death City Lord.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhe stretched out his right hand and pointed slightly towards the Black Death City Lord in the distance, and a black mist quietly wrapped the white bones of the Black Death City Lord in it, and then a pair of armor appeared next to him.

"I'm thinking that your cultivation is not easy, and I will give you a chance to become the black death general under my command and lead a team of black death knights for me, are you willing?" Ning Zhe said lightly.

Although the Black Death City Lord on the opposite side had no cultivation, his consciousness was still very clear, and when he heard Ning Zhe's words at this time, he almost died of depression without taking a breath.

You must know that this is what he said to Ning Zhe before, but he didn't expect the other party to return it as it is.

"Stinky boy, you dream, dream, I will never give in to you, you die of this heart!" the Black Dead City Lord roared in a hoarse voice.

Ning Zhe glanced at him amusedly, and continued: "You have to think clearly, if I withdraw my immortal power now, then you will become a lonely ghost in the world, if you meet a monk who specializes in cultivating ghost paths, a ghost like you is their favorite." What's more, only if you fight for me under my command can you continue to cultivate, and maybe one day you will be able to surpass me, regain your Demon Scroll, and become the Lord of the Black Death City again. What do you say?"

The Blackwater City Lord was silent for a moment, and after a while, he said sharply, "Aren't you afraid that I'm a threat by your side?"

Ning Zhe suddenly laughed: "Joke, you and I are not afraid of having the Demon Scroll, now that you have nothing, it is not a threat to me, at least not in the short term." ”

The Black Death City Lord snorted coldly, nodded vigorously and said, "Since that's the case, then you can come!"

Ning Zhe's eyes showed a hint of joy, and the hand of his right hand changed again, and a thick death qi wrapped the other party's white bones in it. After a few breaths, a new armor appeared around the white bone, and then the white powder on the ground surged wildly, and a heavy oracle horse appeared under his crotch.

"From today onwards, you are the general of the Black Death Heavy Armor! I will give you the name: Revenge!" Ning Zhe said coldly.

"Revenge, I like the name!" the Black Death Lord had just said this, but he felt a kind of pressure from the soul descending from the sky, and he unconsciously fell to his knees.

Despite his anger, he understood that this was a necessary contract, so he didn't struggle much, just looked at Ning Zhe on the other side unwillingly, and watched the other party throw a drop of essence blood into his body.

From now on, Ning Zhe has become his true master, and his new life has begun!

"Revenge, you're welcome!" Ning Zhe said with a smile, and as his voice sounded, the entire Black Death City began to shake violently......