Sun Gang flew in the moonlight, away from the City Lord's Mansion, away from the brightly lit port, away from the Full Moon Bay, and flew towards the depths of the sea. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe moonlight is like water, and the cool energy seeps into the body, which makes Sun Gang feel like he is in his mother's arms.

The demon was originally going to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and Sun Gang's previous absorption of the essence of the sun was simply instinctive, as easy as eating and drinking, but the absorption of the moon has always been insufficient. It's not that Sun Gang doesn't want to absorb it, but he always feels that he is separated by a layer of estrangement and can't absorb Yuehua freely.

This time I flew without deliberately absorbing the moonlight, but calmed my mood, and after the mood calmed down, I unexpectedly felt that the barrier between me and the moon disappeared, and the exchange of moonlight energy in my body was like a finger. Can this also break through?

It's just been more than a month since he became a demon, and Sun Gang's daily progress is even dumbfounded, this is the rhythm of taking a plane, is it because his choice of cultivation direction is too against the sky, or is this body too suitable for cultivation?

On the island not far in front of Sun Gang, a tall, thin, sallow-faced wizard wearing a black robe embroidered with gold rimmed was engrossed in casting spells. Behind him were twenty samurai dressed in alien costumes.

The Sorcerer is the leader of this group of warriors, and Hale casts a spell here to save his teacher, Field, a lich banished to the lava plane by Fanny Mitya.

Hall met his teacher twenty years ago, trapped in the depths of the Namib Desert and dying. The reason for this dilemma is that I can't judge the situation clearly and overestimate my own importance.

At that time, he was just a third-level ordinary wizard, and he didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick and he was wandering around, and he knew that the other party's reputation was not very good, but he still joined a mysterious organization called "Coyote" in the Namib Desert.

Coyote is the name of the organization, as well as the name of the leader. The name of the leader is unknown, except that he called himself a coyote, gathered a group of down-and-out samurai, and founded the Coyote Thieves.

The level of a third-level wizard is not too high, nor too low, I thought that as the only wizard among the coyotes, the other party would pay enough attention.

But he was wrong, and after he paid the price of serious injuries and cracked the ruins of a spire, he saw the gold everywhere, and the fierce "coyote" rebelled, saying that he would give him two percent of the treasure and swallow it alone.

I shouldn't have let the other party see my hateful eyes, and then I faced nearly half a month of hunting. After killing the last wave of coyote warriors by himself, Hall knew that he couldn't get out of this desert, and there was no way, when he killed the last wave of samurai, the water bag was cut by the other party.

His injuries have been worsening, after vomiting blood, the chest pain is terrible, even if he gets good treatment, I don't know if it will fall to the next level, not to mention that he dragged his injured body, fled for half a month, and killed five waves of pursuers.

This time I couldn't stand it, every breath of air I breathed in was hot, my chest seemed to be filled with sand, and I wanted to get up, but I couldn't even move a finger.

In his trance-like eyes after dehydration, he seemed to see a skeleton with a crown on his head, a golden mask, a big red cloak, and a whole body covered with gems walking towards him, and the crown shone in the sunlight, shining with a dazzling golden light, just like the color of the gold in the ruins.

Is this the messenger of the underworld, or is it the king of the underworld?

"Damn coyote, I swear, I will crawl back from hell to ask for your life, and tear you to pieces bit by bit. ”

After squeezing out these words with the last of his strength, Hale fainted. Luckily, he didn't really see the king of the underworld, and it was Field, the teacher who had transformed his body into a lich, who saved him.

Later, according to the teacher, his magical qualifications were not the most outstanding, and his age was a little too old, so it stands to reason that he was not a good seedling of a magician. He was moved by his own resentment and the vows he had made before he fell unconscious, and the teacher believed that with the ruthlessness to crawl out of hell, he would definitely become a good lich in the future.

The days after that were much simpler, with the guidance of the teacher, my understanding of magic was growing day by day.

After the injury was healed, the leader of the coyote was picked by Hall and thrown in front of the nest of the desert gold-eating ants, accompanied by dozens of recalcitrant elements and the children of the coyote. The wailing of being bitten by a swarm of ants was not as long as expected, and the dinner party here was not over yet, and there was already silence in front of the anthill.

I watched as the leaders of the past wailed and begged for mercy in front of me, and then their voices weakened, and little by little, they were cut into small pieces of flesh and carried back to the ant nest, and finally turned into clean white bones.

Hall believed that the existing coyote personnel would not hesitate even if they asked the other party to eat the brass plate in front of them along with the table.

Hall singled out a small boss who had a good relationship with him as the deputy leader, and promoted several small leaders to fill the high-level vacuum killed by himself, and he became the emperor from above.

For the teacher's endless lifespan, Hall is longing for it, and the reason why he has not been transformed into a lich is because his level is too low, and it will be dangerous to transform rashly. Second, he has not left any descendants in this world, and after transforming into a lich, he will completely lose the ability to reproduce.

Of course, Hale still has a little selfishness, the lich is more like a magical creature, no need to eat, no rest, and of course, no taste of food and beautiful organs, Hale decided to try the good things in the world before he transformed, and then continue his eternal life with peace of mind.

The teacher only taught himself for five years, and then left halfway, saying that he was going to participate in the competition for a plane. When the teacher left, he left a message stone for long-distance transmission, saying that he could ask for help through the message stone when he was in danger, which shows that the teacher still loves his only disciple very much.

But the teacher has never heard from him again, and he has called many times, but the teacher has not received an answer.

It's been more than ten years, and after I have given up completely, I suddenly received a message from the teacher a month ago, saying that I was trapped in a small plane, and I wanted to come here according to the instructions, cast spells secretly, don't disturb a magic monster existing in the reef area in the distance, and open the entrance to the small plane.

Hall first drew a magic circle to isolate magic fluctuations, hiding the magic fluctuations here.

Then carefully set up the altar, muttering a spell in his mouth, with the input of magic power, a small vortex at the top of the altar is slowly forming, looking at a vortex that is only the size of a fist despite all his strength, Hall gasped, his level is still too low, the magic power of the sixth level is not enough to open such a long-distance channel, it seems that there is only a blood sacrifice.

Gritting his teeth, the sharp dagger was inserted into his left arm, and the blood flowed onto the altar, chanting:

"O Bone King, Hale is calling for your arrival, please open the entrance to the plane in front of you, and I will exchange the lives of twenty slaves for it. ”

The faces of the warriors in the back changed greatly, and a few of them trembled and were about to get up and run away, the original purpose of the leader who brought him here as a sacrifice, that is even the soul will be taken away, it is a true eternal life that cannot be reborn.

"As you wish. ”

A voice seemed to sound from his heart, time froze, and the samurai who was about to flee maintained a posture of wanting to jump, and slowly turned into dust with the frightened look on his face, and sprinkled it on the ground.

A big hand of white bones stretched out from the void, and the erected index finger pointed at the vortex above the altar, and the vortex became dozens of times larger for a while, and when it looked at the center of the vortex, it faintly led to a world of flames.

"Finally come out, old witch, do you think that a mere lava plane will trap the famous Lich Field, wait, I'm not done with you. ”

A skeleton broke free from the attraction of the lava plane and flew out of the whirlpool. Sun just flew here without dying, and watched the big hand of the white bones stretch out, and the samurai turned to dust, and he came face to face with the lich who was about to rush out of the lava plane.

"White Bone Spirit" Sun Gang's first reaction was to see the living White Bone Spirit, no matter what kind of existence it is, this tattered skeleton gives Sun Gang an extremely dangerous feeling, the blue light in the skull's eyes, just glanced at himself, Sun Gang's hair all over his body stood up, dangerous!

Such a strong man is not something he can provoke, if he runs slowly, he will be plucked and stewed to drink, thinking of this, Sun Gang turned around and ran.

"Huh, how can the weird little crow have the breath of the lava plane on it?"

I have to say that the current Field is very miserable, the crown made of the proud seventh-degree gold was forcibly taken away by Fanny, the large and small magic gems on his body were shattered in the battle, and the magic ring was lost with the finger bones I don't know where it was, the ribs were missing three, and a tattered magic cloak, only strips of cloth were left on the body, not like a lich, more like a beggar.

The miserable appearance of being downcast does not hinder the use of its magic.

In the lava plane for more than ten years, he needs to support a protective shield every day to prevent himself from being burned to the bone, and the benefit obtained is that the magic power has become extremely condensed and pure, and just by taking a breath, Field's empty magic ocean has been partially replenished.

The space transformation magic practiced by dodging the lava explosion every day was cast casually, and the space in front of Sun Gang was cleverly folded, and Sun Gang rushed straight towards the lich standing in the air.

Sun Gang's reaction was not slow, seeing that the direction was wrong, he turned around and flew out, and after trying a few times, Sun Gang sadly found that no matter which direction he was flying, he was facing the direction of Field.

Could it be that he is going to die here before his great demon path is realized? No, he still has a killer weapon, and the flames are estimated to have no effect on the white bone spirit, after all, he watched the other party jump out of the magma.

He could only use the crow's beak, and Sun Gang screamed at the lich, dark, ominous, unlucky, and the power of death was like a black rope winding towards the lich.

"Hehe, it's even more interesting, the little crow still has the power of bad luck and death, so I can't let you go"

The Lich is a little serious, even with the power of the Lich, in the face of such an attack, it needs to be taken seriously. Fortunately, the lich has already died once, incarnated as an immortal and immortal being, and the power of death does not work at all.

As for the power of bad luck, the lich sacrificed a little finger bone, and all the power of bad luck acted on the phalanges, and there was a faint black smoke on the snow-white bone joints, and the lich looked at this phalange, so weird power, with magic power, it can't be eliminated at all, so you can only find a replacement or rely on yourself to bear it.

But as a substitute for his own finger, the Lich doesn't want to waste it. The lich raised his finger again, and this phalanx detached from his palm and turned into a white bone ring, which appeared strangely on Sun Gang's neck. The power of bad luck? Look at what interesting things can happen to this crow itself!

Sun Gang would not be naïve to think that the bone ring that appeared on his neck was pure decoration, and the most important rule of survival was that he would not do what he did not know, or that might cause harm to himself.

Seeing his strongest ability, the other party didn't react, Sun Gang also gave up treatment, the other party just imprisoned himself, in case his constant resistance caused the other party's murderous intent, it would be a real tragedy.