King Yan's furious voice came from the seal, and he knew that Zhuo Wen couldn't trust him at all.
Necromancer breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Now he was a little reluctant to deal with this Xi Xi. If Zhuo Wen was added, he might really be captured.
However, Necromancer was still secretly on guard. He was afraid that Zhuo Wen and Devouring King were acting to confuse him. If Zhuo Wen suddenly attacked, he would not even have time to cry.
Inside the cave, Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered. He summoned the Thunder Fire Sword and ordered: "Xiao Hei, please pay attention to the battle outside. If there is any trouble, tell me immediately."
Xiao Hei sat on the hilt of the sword. He also knew the importance, so he agreed and rushed to the entrance of the cave, silently watching the battle outside.
Zhuo Wen took out a black cube, opened his mouth and spit out the extreme fire, wrapping the black cube in preparation to refine the death energy inside the black cube.
Based on Zhuo Wen's experience, he can see that the power of the Dead Soul and the Devouring Seal are actually not much different. It is difficult to tell the winner for a while, so he still has a lot of time to refine the Death Qi.
Lose.
As time passed slowly, the fighting among the Bone Halberd tribe became more and more fierce, and the noise became louder and louder, and the entire Skeleton World was also affected.
Many creatures in the Skeleton Realm were all alarmed by this terrifying movement. Most of the monks were squatting in the tribe and praying tremblingly. There were also some brave people who were skilled in art and followed the movement towards the Bone Halberd Tribe. But
But no one dared to approach the Bone Halberd Tribe.
Three days later, the Bone Halberd tribe was completely in ruins. More than 80% of the tribe's tribe members perished. The remaining tribe members escaped quickly and escaped.
Of course, among the Bone Halberd tribe, the only thing that is not a ruin is the cave where Zhuo Wen is.
Zhuo Wen set up a seven-level defensive formation outside the cave, and it was located on the edge of the Bone Halberd tribe. Therefore, although the battle between the undead and the Xixi was terrifying, it did not affect Zhuo Wen to the extent.
"Grandma, you are such a bear. There is such a terrifying guy in this world of bones. I am afraid that the strength of this undead spirit is almost the same as that of the ruthless old man, or even stronger, right?"
Outside the cave, Xiao Hei looked numbly at the ripples on the surface of the formation, and couldn't help but marvel at the undead and the Devouring Seal who were still fighting above.
"I have the Nine-Turn Reincarnation Array, and you can't defeat me at all. I think you know better than me, so you'd better retreat."
The undead bone staff swung violently, and the green flame turned into a giant dragon, knocking back the oncoming Devouring Seal. Immediately, the undead suggested with a fearful look.
"Old immortal, please remove this nine-turn reincarnation array for me, and I will retreat. Otherwise, I will fight you until death! And don't forget Zhuo Wen. As long as he comes out of seclusion, your death date will be just around the corner.
arrive."
The seal was suspended in mid-air, and the sound coming out was full of gloom.
The dead spirit sneered: "Zhuo Wen is not as good as you think. I'm afraid he is trying to hurt both sides. I think you are not a fool. It's better to see the facts clearly."
Shi Xi turned a deaf ear to it, but his heart was full of anger. Apparently he also had some doubts about Zhuo Wen's purpose.
"You old man, I will fight you until death today. Come and die!"
King Devourer knew that he had no choice now. If he let this undead spirit go this time, the undead spirit would become stronger and more vigilant in the future, and there would be no chance for him to take advantage of it.
Therefore, he must kill the undead this time, even if it costs a huge price.
Boom!
The Devouring Seal is packed with terrifying devouring power, and like a dark cloud pressing down on a mountain, it blasts towards the undead.
The undead spirit's face was ugly, but his heart was full of helplessness. He naturally knew what the Devouring King was thinking. This time, the Devouring King relied on Zhuo Wen and finally came out. How could he retreat so easily?
…
In the cave, Zhuo Wen waved his sleeves, and the extreme fire energy was absorbed into his sleeves, but his brows slowly frowned, looking at the dead energy in his hands that was still intact.
For three days and three nights, Zhuo Wen was unable to completely refine this death energy using extremely fire energy.
"Why is this death energy so difficult to refine? Is there something wrong with the way it is refined?"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and silently looked at the undamaged black square in his hand.
"Huh?"
Zhuo Wen's face suddenly changed, and he immediately took out the small temple where the soul was stored from the spiritual ring.
At this moment, the power of faith in the small temple was extremely strong. Zhuo Wen's spiritual consciousness penetrated into the small temple and he could clearly see countless souls in the small temple kneeling on the ground to pray devoutly.
"What a powerful power of faith. I didn't expect that this small temple would gather so much power of faith in a short period of time. This speed is much faster than the method used by the undead."
Zhuo Wen murmured in his mouth, and couldn't help but think of Han Yan's words. The power of faith is inherently two-way. If the power of faith is obtained by force, it will not only be impure, but also very slow.
But Zhuo Wen rescued these souls tortured by the undead and gained the sincere piety of these souls. The power of faith he obtained was not only of high quality, but also accumulated much faster than that of the undead.
Although the current power of faith is insignificant compared to the power of faith in the undead, if it accumulates at this speed, Zhuo Wen knows that it may not take too long to reach the level of the undead.
Of course, Zhuo Wen doesn't know how to use the power of faith, but energy always reaches the same destination by different routes, and the method of using the power of faith should not be much different from divine power.
"The undead spirit said before that King Devourer seems to be a little afraid of the power of faith. I wonder if this power of faith can help refine the death energy?"
Zhuo Wen murmured to himself, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. Immediately, he held the small temple in his hand, and with a thought, streams of rich milky-white energy poured out of the small temple. This milky-white energy was the power of faith.
When the power of faith completely wrapped the black square, Zhuo Wen was surprised to find that the dead energy of Gu Jingbubo in the black square finally moved, rolling continuously, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Zhuo Wen knew that the power of faith really played a big role in refining the death energy, so he immediately strengthened the output of the power of faith.
Bah ba ba ba!
A sound like burning sounded, and Zhuo Wen soon discovered that the death energy in the black square began to struggle, breaking away from the black square, as if trying to escape.
But where Zhuo Wen would let the death energy escape, he immediately controlled the power of faith to intercept the death energy, and Zhuo Wen used the power of faith to catalyze the white flame, constantly scorching the death energy.
The death energy has no way out and can only confront the white flame transformed by the power of faith.
It's a pity that the power of faith seems to be inherently capable of restraining this death energy, and it is useless even if the death energy resists.