The magic tent is a first-level alchemy item, and it has no protection ability except when folded very small.

Chu Cheng meditated for four hours and was already in his limit state, so he withdrew from the meditation. Before the sky could light up, he took out food and water, replenished his energy, and then put away the magic tent and continued to move northward.

If you refine a skeleton war horse, of course, the speed will be much faster, but you can't do this.

He even avoided his identity as a necromancer. After all, the underworld creatures caused a big disaster, and it was normal for the necromancer to be implicated. You said you don’t believe in the God of the Underworld? You should go back to the Inquisition to say such things first!

After walking for three days, a very small oasis appeared in front of me.

However, there were no living people on the oasis. The tribe's people died and were killed by creatures in the underworld. Chu Cheng hurriedly inspected the battle location, and the most intense resistance was caused by the priests of this tribe.

A stone-built house was destroyed, and dozens of corpses of underworld creatures were burned to ashes.

The priest's head was cut off and rolled far away, his eyes wide open.

Most tribes in the desert believe in the flame tyrant. This priest may only be level three, but his attack power is brutal and he killed many creatures in the underworld. However, the priest's combat ability is rough, so he was still beheaded.

Chu Cheng searched for a while and found that the only valuable thing on the priest was a wooden staff.

What made Chu Cheng depressed was that all the pack beasts in the tribe were dead, and even a camel could not be found, so he had to walk away on his legs.

Chu Cheng simply released the wings of ashes and ran wildly on the desert. When he was tired, he meditated and restored his magic. He ran for five days, and he was about to leave the desert when he was about to go offline.

After climbing over two ridges, I found a remote place, and Chucheng was waiting to go offline.

The third login ended like this.

Back to the login interface, Chucheng immediately set up a death login location. After the novice period, he will not be resurrected at the arrival location, so Chucheng chose to randomly.

Random means logging in within a hundred miles of your death.

Chu Cheng had no choice, and other login methods were not suitable for him, the undead mage. Chu Xiang ran out of the Dead Hall and said happily: "I finally got home!"

"Well, I'm back home." Chu Cheng smiled. No matter what, he and Chu Xiang finally had a start and a place to settle down.

The Safe House is safe until Gaiach and the Galaxy Universe are completely merged.

"Brother, you don't have to worry."

"Hmm, huh?" Chu Cheng suddenly turned around, looked at his sister, and said in surprise: "You can speak!"

Before, the two of them had soul communication, but now Chu Xiang made a sound from his throat, which was a vibration of sound waves.

"I just learned it." Chu Xiang's teeth were clicking, and the soul fire was pounding in his eyes, but Chu Cheng felt very cute. As expected, after becoming a necromancer, his aesthetic taste changed.

"Actually, if you don't go down, that seal will be untied. It's not your business if Li Ya dies."

"Chu Xiang, if we don't go in, the seal will have to wait at least a few months before it will be broken. At that time, the Temple of Dawn had completed its mission and withdrew. At most, there was a stronghold in the desert, and there might be a low-level priest. Now the death of the regional bishop is not the same thing."

"At worst, don't go to the Continent of Gods. Wouldn't it be good for us to go to Shenzhou?"

"Before I was reborn, I spent most of my time in the Continent of Gods, and I went to Shenzhou because of war. Many places in the Continent of Gods have opportunities that suit us. Shenzhou... that is a place where the privileged class can live well."

"Luo Yan didn't say..."

"You heard it all?"

"Yes, why don't you go to China with her? Isn't it good to be a privileged class?"

"It's not that bad, but the cost and risk are as high. Forget it, how are you doing?"

"Brother, can't you check my attributes?"

"I like to hear you."

"Click, click..."

The two people have not been communicating for a long time. Chu Xiang is now at level 5, and the first-level four-dimensional panel is full. However, in the recent day, the experience value she has obtained from the divine soul fire has begun to decrease, and the experience value needed for the subsequent upgrade is constantly increasing.

Chu Cheng conducted practical exercises with her, and Chu Xiang's experience value immediately began to grow rapidly.

Chu Cheng obtained less experience points, but his skill proficiency increased well. After a few hours of drilling, Chu Xiang returned to the Palace of the Dead to repair his injuries, and Chu Cheng performed meditation every day. He insisted on meditating for four hours a day. At the second level, he could obtain two red life crystals and six white life crystals every day.

The actual combat drills of the two people were like desperately working, with serious physical damage and equipment damage.

Both brothers and sisters have a ruthless spirit. Anyway, Chu Xiang will not be killed. If Chu Cheng doesn't die, she will not die. Chu Cheng has the protective skills of the Xuan Turtle Box. When he suffers fatal damage, he can be exempted and becomes a fake death state. It is impossible for other people's fellow disciples to practice like them, and their moves are deadly.

On the third day, Chu Xiang's level had reached level 9, and the 10th level required 460,000 experience points, and no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to achieve it.

"I'm going to take a break." Chu Xiang lay on a rocking chair, shaking it one by one. The rocking chair was under the wide window, with bamboo curtains hanging on the window, and the light and shadow intertwined. The bone wings behind her became very soft, wrapped around her body, like a white blanket. The window was fake and could not be opened, but Chu Cheng used soul refining to decorate the entire login interface, making it like a home.

In the future, you can always have an illusion behind the bamboo curtain, and even wind will blow in, that's great.

Seeing that the login time was coming, Chu Cheng stood in front of the mirror in the wardrobe and sorted out his mage robe.

"Brother, come back with some flower seeds next time."

"Okay."

"Can you keep a cat?"

“Even with a dragon is OK.”

"Then forget it." Chu Xiang looked at everything about the login interface reluctantly. This was a safe house. She and her brother were at Gaia's home. But people couldn't stay at home all the time, they had to go out and work hard.

"Let's go."

"Oh." Chu Xiang returned to the Hall of the Dead by himself. Chu Cheng watched the surrounding walls begin to turn into translucent state, and his eyes were blurred, as if many of them were no longer paying attention to him.

The landing location is still the same valley.

Only when you log in again after death will it come randomly, so if you go offline normally, you must choose your location carefully.

However, in such a remote location, as soon as I went online, I saw a battle not far away. A stream arrow flew towards me, and Chu Cheng did not move. The stream arrow flew over three meters away on his left. Chu Cheng took a look and did not release the blood-blooded demon eyes. More than a dozen adventurers were besieging a creature in the underworld. The creature in the underworld was more than three meters tall and looked like a mastiff.

The Mastiff is a second-order creature with fierce light emitting from its four eyes and is roaring.

As it roared, sparks and black smoke erupted from its mouth and nose, and the warrior holding a shield in front of it could only retreat.

Chu Cheng was surprised that there were fourteen adventurers in total, which turned out to be a mixed team of native and galaxy adventurers. Gaia had nine native adventurers, and it looked quite well equipped. However, there were no spellcasters in the entire team, and four people were holding bows and arrows and slowly shooting in the distance.

Chu Cheng suddenly realized that he was very strong in combat now. If he had faced this Mastiff in the Underworld, a dead missile could seriously injure the Mastiff.

If the magic of the Dead Aura Missile is cast by the necromancer, it will have a large load on the body and will have a longer cooling time. When it comes to equipment, as a equipment skill, it consumes equipment durability.

The skill on the ashes of the Staff Sword has only a cooldown time of only 3 seconds.

Chu Cheng has done an experiment. If a dead air missile is released in 3 seconds, it will release about 5 magic, and it will lose 1 point of durability. As a staff sword, you must also consider melee loss. 200 durability is barely enough. However, if you make adjustments yourself and release 1 dead air missile in 6 seconds, you will release 10 magic, and you will lose 1 point of durability.

Of course, the longer the interval, the smaller the loss. If you only put it once a day, you can hardly consider the consumption. This is an ash attribute and not all equipment has it.

Among the fourteen adventurers, five are considered players, and they are already at the second level. Nine native adventurers have six first level, two second level, and one third level.

In Gaia, the first order is the majority, and the second order is indeed an elite.

When Chucheng appears, the indigenous adventurers are nervous, while the five players are excited.

"My friend, help!" The shield warrior shouted loudly. His shield was durable and he didn't want to hold on to it anymore.

"No, it's just like snatching monsters." Chu Cheng replied.

The only player holding a bow and arrow looked at Chu Cheng from a distance. Chu Cheng was dressed as a mage and holding a magic staff. He shouted to Chu Cheng: "Please take action, everyone has lost a lot of equipment, which is a bit unworthy."

He has three special feather arrows left. It’s not that he can’t solve this underworld mastiff, but he really can’t bear to leave it.

With just one three-shot critical strike, you can kill the mastiff, but it is difficult to obtain the supply of the arrows. He is the core of the team, an all-around ranger, and long-range attacks rely on bows and arrows. This is not a game, the arrows can fly back by themselves. Or thousands of feather arrows in a quiver.

Chu Cheng nodded and walked forward.

The mastiff rushed towards the warrior, and the warrior had no choice but to block the giant shield, and the fierce collision sound was deafening. Chu Cheng pointed his sword and a small ball of colorful glass shot behind the head of the mastiff in the underworld in a flash. It was shot down by Chu Cheng as soon as it hit him.

The small ball's finger-sized hit the mastiff's head, and the color of glass shattered, and a black light rushed into the mastiff's head.
Chapter completed!