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Chapter 343 Necromancy Evil Mist(1/2)

Just when Zhang Lei and others were confused, the city door suddenly opened wide.

I saw a group of low-level Ice Spirits appearing, holding boxes one by one in their hands.

Naturally, a mere box cannot stop Zhang Lei and others from investigating.

There are all ice elixirs inside.

Zhang Lei and others looked at each other without making any move, they just looked at them to see what they wanted to do.

"Distinguished adults, your strength is beyond our reach. Here, we offer our loyalty and hope you will accept it."

interesting.

Zhang Lei looked at them with a smile and said: "We killed your patron saint before, don't you plan to avenge them?"

There is simply no question more straightforward than this.

Not understanding what Zhang Lei meant, they all stood there dumbly, with panic and confusion in their eyes.

Zhang Lei suddenly smiled and said: "Don't worry, I was just joking."

No matter what Mogami said, Zhang Lei felt very sad in his heart. He originally sympathized with these guys, after all, they were treated like this by those high-level Ice Spirit Tribes.

However, seeing them like this, Zhang Lei felt that there was no sympathy in his heart.

After coldly accepting all their Ice Spirit Pills, Zhang Lei and others went in.

They need a break for the time being.

Moreover, Zhang Lei was very interested in this Xuanwu Hegemony. He planned to pass these skills on to Li Keda and others and Lingshuang, and then go practice some of them.

It can enhance one's own defense and resistance to abnormal conditions, and can even become completely immune. This is too strong.

Under the leadership of the low-level Ice Spirit Tribe, Zhang Lei and the others arrived at the residences of the high-level Ice Spirit Tribe who had been punished by them before.

I really enjoy it.

The decoration inside is very luxurious, and there is also a separate training room.

Zhang Lei took out the Ice Spirit Pills he collected and piled them in front of him, like a small mountain.

It's more than what I got in the cool village before.

After absorbing the Ice Spirit Pill, Zhang Lei began to practice Xuanwu Hegemony.

Three days passed quickly, and Zhang Lei was pleasantly surprised to find that his body was undergoing some unexplainable changes.

Although it is very small, this change does exist.

Zhang Lei felt that his body's defense had become stronger.

Moreover, he cast an ice-attribute deceleration spell on himself and found that the effect was very weak.

This is the so-called resistance to abnormal conditions.

It's also too strong.

However, Zhang Lei did not continue practicing.

Because he has to deal with something now.

In front of Zhang Lei, there is Ling Shuang.

She frowned and said, "You finally woke up."

Zhang Lei looked at Ling Shuang's expression and knew something bad had happened.

Moreover, Zhang Lei did feel a very evil force.

It is eroding their city.

And, in addition, there is a pure force resisting that disgusting force.

Zhang Lei felt very familiar.

That is actually the power of Xuanwu.

Zhang Lei suddenly thought of a possibility.

The blood stone that his father left for him mentioned one thing before. The evil god was trying to resurrect himself. He had done so many things, but in fact they all had only one purpose, which was to resurrect himself.

However, for an ordinary person to be resurrected from the state of death, it will cost a huge price.

Just look at Zhang Lei and you will know.

In order to help Xuanmu resurrect, Xuanmu's soul is needed, and a suitable physical body is also needed.

After it is completed, it will only be the cultivation level of Xiao Lei Jie.

You know, the original Xuanmu could stand alongside the Evil God, or even be a stronger being, but now, it can only reach the Small Thunder Tribulation. This is the price.

However, Zhang Lei knew that this was not what the evil god wanted. He wanted more, a perfect resurrection, and a more powerful posture.

How difficult it is to do this.

Therefore, the cost required is even greater.

First of all, it has very strong vitality.

The evil god is dead, and he himself has no vitality.

Then you can only plunder it from other places.

Undead evil fog!

This is the method left behind by the evil god, in order to plunder the vitality.

It happens once every thousand years!

The purpose is to plunder the vitality of this extremely cold forbidden area.

And Xuanwu naturally left a way to deal with it.

That is basalt stone.

There is Xuanwu power on it.

However, as time passes, the power above will become less and less.

The evil god's evil mist of death will become more and more powerful as it continues to gain vitality.

Therefore, under the situation of one ebb and flow, Xuanwu will eventually have no effect.

Zhang Lei looked at Ling Shuang.

Lingshuang told everything.

Sure enough, it was what Zhang Lei had predicted.

The two of them went out.

Black smoke is seen in the distance.

There are also huge basalt stone statues next to it.

However, these basalt stone statues are no longer very complete, some even have only a few arms and legs left, and some are just fragments.

It is really difficult to block it.

Zhang Lei asked: "Do you have any other methods?"

The Ice Spirit tribe all shook their heads, they didn't know.

These things all come from the depths of their souls, and no one teaches them.

But that's all they know.

Zhang Lei said: "There is no other way."

When my father left, he also left some measures behind.

However, the consumption is too great.

Let’s take a look first.

These basalt stone statues can still withstand it for a while.

Although these things are very dangerous, they are also accompanied by huge opportunities.

The appearance of these undead evil mist has only one purpose, which is to rob lives.

However, because of the basalt statue, the evil god threw away the treasure.

Lure out the Ice Spirit Tribe and the spirits.

They don't know about these conspiracies.

I just thought that this was a natural disaster, a natural disaster that happened once in a thousand years, and that it was accompanied by this huge opportunity.

Three hours have passed.

The evil fog of death has begun to gradually dissipate.

"Very good!"
To be continued...
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