"Bell!"

Splitting the corpse soldier in front of him back a few steps, Uncle Zhong took a breath and took a few steps back slightly.

He still has injuries on his body, although Prell doesn't have more corpse soldiers, but the current corpse soldier is also level 6 strength, seeing that there is no hope of killing Prell, Uncle Zhong is already thinking about how to save Cheng Moyin.

"Want to go, I'm afraid it's not so easy......"

Prell naturally saw Uncle Zhong's intentions, and saw him wave his hands, and a black flame emitted from his palm, heading straight for Uncle Zhong.

The speed of the flame was extremely fast, but it was still a little unsightly for the swordsman, Uncle Zhong dodged the flame sideways, but the corpse soldiers on the side naturally did not stay and look at him, and took advantage of the opportunity of Uncle Zhong to dodge, directly past him and rushed towards Cheng Moyin.

"Don't think!"

Uncle Zhong knew that Preel's purpose was Cheng Moyin, and seeing that the corpse soldier was about to arrive at Cheng Moyin's side, regardless of the pain on his body, he forcibly twisted his body, and his legs came out together, rushing towards the corpse soldier.

I saw Uncle Zhong suddenly plunging the dagger into the back of the corpse soldier's heart, and the corpse soldier's body was crooked, unable to take a step forward.

But it didn't have any practical effect, Uncle Zhong also knew that the corpse soldier was not afraid of this, and with the momentum, he also grabbed the corpse soldier's arm with his other hand, and shook it hard, and the two rolled to the side and scuffled together.

Level 6 corpse soldiers naturally don't have level 6 strength, but they can't stand the way corpse soldiers play, many times they need to take care of their own lives, as long as it is not the kind of attack that involves amputated limbs, corpse soldiers don't need to block and dodge, dead people can exchange injuries for injuries, Uncle Zhong naturally can't, so he has to be more passive.

"Hmph. ”

Looking at the two people who had rolled to the side, Prell snorted and slowly walked towards Cheng Moyin.

The wound in his abdomen had healed, he needed more magic right now, and he didn't want to die here before his revenge plan had even begun.

So he knew that even if he continued, the energy source in front of him would most likely die, and he didn't care.

Uncle Zhong saw Prell walking towards Cheng Moyin, and his heart was in a hurry, and there were flaws in the movements in his hands.

The corpse soldier will not talk nonsense with him, his strength is already close, such a fatal flaw, he was naturally caught by it, and he has already slashed Uncle Zhong with one sword.

The blood flashed, Uncle Zhong covered his left arm and took a few steps back, the wound on the left shoulder socket was bloody, and the situation of Uncle Zhong, who had been injured, was even more grim when he was caught by the corpse soldier just now.

"Damn, damn dark mage, stay away from my young lady!"

Seeing that Prell had already walked to the side of Cheng Moyin, who was unconscious, Uncle Zhong couldn't help but shout angrily.

"Let's think about my own life first......" Looking at Uncle Zhong's miserable condition, Prell said disdainfully, looking at the unconscious Cheng Moyin, under that delicate face, closed eyes, and slightly frowning brows, it seemed that the reason why she was very uncomfortable with the previous extraction of magic power, and her face was still a strange pale.

"What a beauty......"

Looking at Cheng Moyin's beautiful face, Prell muttered, but his eyes were not focused, as if he was not looking at the person in front of him at all.

Just as his hand was about to reach Cheng Moyin's white neck, a dark magic in the sky stunned him.

"This magic is a little familiar, huh?"

"Sir, the direction of this magic seems to be ......"

Looking at the magic group in the sky, Qian, who was sitting in front of Lu Fan, put down the telescope in her hand and said with some worry.

"Hmm...... It's the direction of our camp, and I'm a little worried about Miss Cheng and them......"

Now the two of them were riding a galloping winged horse, chasing the black fog in the sky.

From the moment Dali was dragged out by Lu Fan, the black mist seemed to have a self-conscious escape, and the corpse soldiers who seemed to have begun to resurrect before stopped mutating.

Marge and the others, who breathed a sigh of relief, also saw the black fog escaping from the sky, and after a while, Lu Fan also chased after the black fog and met them.

Hearing Lu Fan's simple summary, Marge immediately sent someone to lead the best winged horse in the city for Lu Fan to chase.

Seeing Lu Fan, who was fine, Qian resisted the urge to hold him, and just asked to bring her along.

Thinking that this black fog should not be able to stir up any storms, Lu Fan naturally agreed to the black-haired girl's request, and immediately turned over and took the girl out of the city.

So now the two will be here.

Seeing the black mist stop outside the forest where they had camped, Lu Fan's inner uneasiness became more and more heavy.

“......”

Looking at the black fog floating in the sky, Prell withdrew his hand, which was only an inch away from Cheng Moyin's neck, and stared at the black fog above, as if he was thinking about something.

Immediately, he slowly stretched out his hands towards the sky, and said some words in a low voice, a dark magic power was generated in the palm of his hand, and the black mist seemed to feel something, and rushed straight down.

Preel's pupils dilated instantly, and he saw that the black mist enveloped his body, and then began to recover the dark magic he had lost.

"It's ...... That product of dark magic?"

Prell, who felt as if he was holding a shivering child in his arms, was also a little surprised in his heart, although he knew a little about this magic, but he had never seen such a situation that could produce self-awareness.

The gradual filling of the magic in his body made Prell's heart burst into ecstasy, which was an unexpected bonus.

"You're not dead yet. ”

At this time, Lu Fan's voice interrupted his ecstasy, he turned around slowly, looked at Lu Fan and Qian beside him, and the ecstasy that could not be concealed was still on his face.

"Sister Cheng!"

Seeing Cheng Moyin, who was tied to a tree behind Prell and unconscious, the black-haired girl couldn't help but exclaim.

"Mr. Lu!" Seeing Lu Fan and the two of them arrive, the injured Uncle Zhong was relieved, he was in danger under the attack of the corpse soldier, as if he was not so painful to be injured, and the attack of one-handed wave was also much more powerful, and suddenly the level 6 corpse soldier was stabbed continuously, forcing him to retreat a little.

Lu Fan looked at Cheng Moyin behind Prell and the black mist that had been attached to Prell's body, his heart moved, and he pulled the clothes of the black-haired girl.

The black-haired girl looked at Lu Fan anxiously and with a little doubt, the girl instantly understood the meaning in Lu Fan's eyes, nodded, and pulled out the giant sword behind her, and then the giant sword emitted a faint light, and the sharp appearance was revealed.

"It's a good sword, if I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid this sword is almost all made of Airy metal......"

Seeing the black-haired girl put the giant sword on her shoulder, which was completely different from her size, Prell, whose self-confidence had already begun to swell, shook her head and did not take the two of them to heart.

"You know, in fact, less than half an hour ago, I met a person who was almost as confident as you......"

Lu Fan opened his mouth slowly, all the people he met today were Brother Confident, whether it was Dali, so was this magician.

"Coincidentally, I'm usually pretty self-...... Believe!"

Just as Prell bit down on the last syllable, his hands suddenly raised, and a stream of black mud that Lu Fan was unusually familiar with poured out of his hands and rushed directly towards the two of them.

Just in time!

Lu Fan directly grabbed the two strands of black mud one by one, obviously Prell didn't expect this kind of operation, while he was stunned, Lu Fan's hands instantly exerted force, and Prell's body involuntarily flew towards the two of them.

Here's your chance!

Seeing Lu Fan's movements, Qian realized in her heart, and the vitality in her hand soared, and with a sharp sword roar, the giant sword slammed into the chest of Prell who flew over.

The Mo family's vitality, great strength, and domineering are famous, and with the insertion of the giant sword, the vitality began to destroy wildly in Preel's body.

It's a pity that Akane's strength is insufficient, and the giant sword inserted into Prell was reacted by him, and a black magic appeared at the wound, and suddenly the girl couldn't take a step forward with the weapon, nor could she pull it out, Prell also instantly cut off the black mist that was grabbed by Lu Fan, his hands were claw-shaped, and he whispered a word in his mouth, and a gathering of dark energy was aimed at the girl who was holding the giant sword.

However, at this time, Lu Fan stretched out a hand and pressed it on the hilt of the sword, and with the use of subconscious sword skills, with the girl's vitality, the girl's unfinished movements continued.

Suddenly, the giant sword broke free from the black mud's clamp, and with the combined power of the two, Prell's chest suddenly exploded, spun and flew out, hitting a giant tree, and the dark magic released had long been interrupted, leaving only the magic factor that had not completely dissipated floating in the air.

Prell was lying under the tree, a huge spiral wound on his chest was bubbling black, and it seemed to be slowly repairing, and blood was spilling out of his mouth, obviously Lu Fan's combined blow hit him hard, and the speed of recovery was safe.

Seeing his tragic situation, Lu Fan shook his head, Qian had already gone to untie Cheng Moyin, and the corpse soldiers on Uncle Zhong's side seemed to have lost their source of magic power because of Preel's injury, and their movements were too sluggish, and they were cut into human sticks by Uncle Zhong with a few knives.

"Ahem, ahem...... Unexpectedly, someone once told me that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, I thought...... I have mastered this magic, I am the outer heaven, the human ......."

Holding the wound on his chest, Prell raised his head and looked at Lu Fan who was approaching, his face was like ashes.

Yes, he knew that he had no hope, although this injury was not fatal, but the injury was serious, higher than the magic crystal bomb of the guard commander last time, and in order to repair his wounds, he could not even continue to supply the magic power of the corpse soldiers.

"Why did you do this, and what the hell did Dalí do that?"

Lu Fan was even more curious about what the black mist was producing.

"Hmph, you think I'm going to tell you? I can't escape anyway, and I don't have a stand-in...... Didn't expect my plan to ......"

Suddenly, Prell's face changed, and a black mist emerged from his wounds, as if absorbing something.

"This ...... What the hell is this, my magic...... My magic!"

Seeing Prell's sudden scream, Lu Fan was startled, and hurriedly took out his crutches, aimed at the black mist and stabbed it.

A sore sound came, and the black mist that was stabbed into writhed wildly, but it seemed that because he didn't have much strength in the first place, he couldn't break free from Lu Fan's crutches again.

Even more terrifying than this is Prell's face, with a frightened expression on his face, instant aging, deep eye sockets, and prominent cheekbones, which have become a pair of skin and bones.

As the last trace of black smoke dissipated, the black fog finally died completely under Lu Fan's crutches, and Prell also became a dead corpse that could no longer be killed, full of white hair, and his huge eyes were as terrifying as he could be.

What kind of magic is this......

If he hadn't pulled Dali out, would Dali have ended up the same as him?

Looking at the corpse at his feet, Lu Fan stood up, was silent for a while, and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, something in Prell's hand caught his attention.

This is...... Ring?

Taking off the ring, Lu Fan had a feeling, could this thing be the legendary space ring?