In the dark space, there were rising black fire snakes everywhere, and the entire world was filled with a thick dead air, and there was no life at all.

"Bang!"

The muffled sound of a collision suddenly sounded in this space. Then, a black shadow tore through the rolling black flames and burst out. Before the figure landed, it exploded directly in mid-air, turning into majestic dead air, sweeping away, leaving a little liquid with a pale green aura suspended in the air.

"Whew!"

The invisible suction was used, and the pale green aura left a brilliant tail of light in the void, and then fell into the palm of a figure standing on the back of a huge ghost-patterned turtle.

Looking at the living spirit pulp in his palm, Mo Zhiyao grinned, and then shook it gently. The spirit pulp suddenly turned into a cold stream of clear water, pouring down his arm and into his body.

The cold and clear flow into the body, follow the meridians, and finally gradually disperse among the limbs and bones, into the flesh and bones, and even fuse into the power of the demon spirit.

Mo Zhiyao smiled with satisfaction, and a pleasant look appeared on his face. Looking inward, in the Demon Spirit Nebula at the dantian position at this moment, in addition to the traces of transparent silk threads, that is, the power of the ancient realm, there are also dotted pale green spots. Those are the embodiment of the living pulp.

In fact, not only the Demon Spirit Nebula, but also Mo Zhiyao's whole body at the moment was looming with green points of light. In addition to the ability to increase the success rate of condensing the magic body, these spirit pulps also have the miraculous effect of stimulating the vitality of the human body and strengthening the physical body.

Now Mo Zhiyao can clearly feel the gradually increasing strength in his body, as well as the physical strength that has improved again.

"This life jelly is really a good thing. Mo Zhiyao licked his lips and said unsatisfied.

Along the way, there were thousands of dead souls buried in the hands of Mo Zhiyao and the others! Others were cautious and avoided the dead spirits that they were afraid of, but Mo Zhiyao took the initiative to meet them. With the strength of Mo Zhiyao and Long Zhan, coupled with the advance prediction of being classified as a Xuan Turtle, in just one day, the three of them can be said to have gained a lot.

"Far away, although we have gained a lot of life pulp along the way, it has also greatly delayed the trip. If we continue at this pace, I'm afraid it will affect the time it will take for us to enter the Divine Burial Table. On the side, Qing Xin, who was pretty and elegant, looked at Mo Zhiyao and said softly.

A whole day had passed since they entered this sea of dead fire, and because they wanted to hunt and kill spirits and obtain the spirit pulp, the speed of Mo Zhiyao's progress was quite slow.

"It's okay Aunt Xin, along the way, we have also seen a lot of strong people who have fallen here. Those guys run fast, but they also die a lot. It's okay to delay a little time. Long Zhan on the side shook his head disapprovingly and said.

Along the way, while hunting and killing spirits, they also saw a lot of corpses. Those are obviously strong people who died at the hands of the necromancy.

"Zhan'er, those are just weaker people. I think that at least the top ten powerhouses on the list of gods and demons should be fine. With their strength, they are enough to break through this sea of dead fire. Qing Xindai frowned slightly and said softly.

Mo Zhiyao groaned for a moment when he heard this, but he agreed with Qing Xin's statement. With the strength of Na Bi Pupil, Leng Jiu Ming and others, they will definitely not be succeeded by these necromancers. It's just that it takes a lot of effort to think about it.

"Sister Qingxin is right, we have now hunted thousands of necromancers, although we don't know how much the spirit pulp we have obtained can increase the success rate of our condensing magic bodies, but it is not low when I think about it. It's not a good thing to be insatiable, if you delay entering the god burial platform because of this spirit pulp, you will lose more than you gain, and you will put the cart before the horse. Mo Zhiyao glanced at Long Zhan and said in a deep voice.

When Long Zhan heard this, he stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

"Mysterious ghosts, you don't have to deliberately search for the dead next, you can hurry at full speed. Mo Zhiyao raised his voice and said to the ghost pattern turtle under his feet.

"Got it, master. The Ghost Pattern Turtle had a little bigger head, and then its speed increased sharply, and it swept straight ahead.

However, this kind of full speed did not last long, and the castration of the ghost pattern turtle suddenly stagnated, and at the same time, the faces of the three Mo Zhiyao standing on his back also changed slightly.

Four gazes, projected in one direction at the same time. Because from that direction, there was an extremely obvious fluctuation of dead qi that was transmitted. The degree of rage of that kind of lifeless qi fluctuation, even Mo Zhiyao's body tensed for a moment.

"Master?"

The Ghost Pattern Turtle raised its head and looked at Mo Zhiyao.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes changed for a moment, he pondered for a moment, and then his gaze suddenly sharpened.

"Look at this fluctuation of dead qi, in that direction, there should be a powerful necromancer with the power of the Nine Tribulations. Moreover, this necromantic has not yet concealed its own aura fluctuations. ”

"Far away, since this necromancer dares not to hide his aura fluctuations, it seems that he has extremely strong confidence in his own strength. I think he must have had some rudimentary intelligence. With him, I'm afraid ............" A look of worry appeared in Qing Xin's beautiful eyes, and she naturally understood what Mo Zhiyao was thinking.

The necromancer who can possess the combat power of the Nine Tribulations is equivalent to the king of the necromancer. And the life pulp contained in his body must be even more vast and pure. And obviously, Mo Zhiyao wanted to hit his attention.

"Hmph, the strength of the Nine Tribulations is strong enough. However, it doesn't necessarily pose any threat to me. Since he didn't hide his aura fluctuations, it was just right. You and Zhan'er, the ghosts are hiding aside, and I'll do it myself. Mo Zhiyao smiled and said softly.

"After getting his life spirit pulp, we rushed directly to the Divine Burial Demon Table, without any further delay. ”

"However, that Necromantic King has the combat power of the Nine Tribulations Realm, and if you go alone, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with. Qing Xin looked at Mo Zhiyao and wanted to persuade him to dispel this idea.

"It's okay, although this Necromantic King has the power of the Nine Tribulations, his own spiritual intelligence is not high. It is estimated that it is comparable to some ordinary Nine Tribulation powerhouses, and I am not afraid of this kind of strength. Mo Zhiyao smiled indifferently, full of confidence.

"Well, be careful yourself. Knowing Mo Zhiyao's temperament, Qingxin didn't say much. In an instant, the three of them restrained their own aura fluctuations, and the huge body of the ghost pattern turtle trembled, and it turned into a black shadow, silently sweeping in that direction.

Not long after, a vacant space the size of a thousand zhang square came into the field of vision of several people.

Mo Zhiyao cast his gaze and looked ahead. I saw a figure standing quietly on the flat ground with a radius of thousands of feet. And within this range, there is actually no wisp of dead yin fire. It seems that those dead yin fires are afraid of that figure and respect it.

The figure was not strong, on the contrary, it looked a little thin. The rich death qi had already condensed into an almost substantial state, causing the body of this figure to be almost no different from that of ordinary people. Even, this necromancer has a rough appearance.

It's just that a circle of black dead air is surrounding the body of this necromantic king, slowly turning, and the aura that permeates from it fluctuates, making Mo Zhiyao's face a lot more solemn.

This Necromantic King is worthy of being the well-deserved king of this area, and that kind of aura is already comparable to a medium-quality Nine Tribulation powerhouse.

"Dad, are you sure?" Looking at the Necromantic King, a look of jealousy appeared on Long Zhan's little face. Because he knew that if he made his own moves, he would be able to hold on to a hundred moves in the hands of this Necromantic King, which would already be the limit.

"It's a little tricky, but it's not a big problem. Mo Zhiyao locked his gaze on the Necromantic King and said softly.

The strength of this Necromantic King is a little different from Mo Zhiyao's previous judgment, and here, the former occupies an absolute geographical advantage. But Mo Zhiyao had to rely on his own strength to resist the death qi here, so he said that it was a little tricky. If it's in the outside world, it's naturally a lot easier.

"Xuan Ghost, you are responsible for protecting Zhan'er and Sister Qingxin, once the situation is not right, don't worry about me, escort the two of them and go directly, we will meet at the Fengshen Burial Demon Terrace. Mo Zhiyao said to the mysterious ghost who had returned to his human form at this moment.

The body of the spirit beast is too big, in order to avoid provoking the attention of the necromancer king, long before, Mo Zhiyao signaled the ghost to retract the body.

"Far away!"

"Daddy!"

Hearing this, Qing Xin and Long Zhan's faces suddenly changed, and now the two of them were most afraid of hearing this sentence. Last time, after Mo Zhiyao was chased and killed by Fang Xuan, the three of them were separated and almost couldn't be reunited.

"Don't worry, this time is different from the last one. No matter how much this Necronomicon King pursues me, he will not rush out of this sea of dead fire. And, I'm just in case. Against him, there shouldn't be the worst-case scenario. Mo Zhiyao waved his hand, of course he knew what Long Zhan was worried about.

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhiyao no longer hesitated, his body moved, and he swept out like a streamer, like a ghost in his actions, without the slightest sound.

More than a hundred feet away from that clearing, Mo Zhiyao stopped. And his gaze was firmly fixed on the figure in the stand. Although the Necronomicon King was just standing there quietly, an extremely powerful sense of oppression emanated from his body.

Mo Zhiyao exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his fists slowly clenched. This battle was the first battle after his cultivation was promoted, and it was also the first time in his life that he faced a Nine Tribulation powerhouse.

"You can't entangle with him, and if you make a move, you have to strike a thunderous blow and get rid of him as quickly as possible. Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed, and he secretly made up his mind in his heart.

Not to mention the strength of this Necromantic King, it occupies an absolute geographical advantage. It has dragged on for a long time, which is obviously not good for Mo Zhiyao.

"First of all, we must confine him in this area, and we can't let him leave here. Mo Zhiyao's hands quickly formed the Dao Remnant Handprint in front of him, and then at a certain moment, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and his hands slammed together!

Nine Demon Realms!