Chapter 1417

"yes! This is my domain space. No matter which direction you run from, you will jump in. "

Zhang Xing said, a wave, the ghost cloak on the body of the dead Dharma Saint floated over.

"That's mine, you..."

Zhang Xing glanced at him faintly, and the ghost Dharma Saint immediately shut up.

He is now a prisoner and has no right to speak.

Zhang Xing turned over the Black Ghost cloak and couldn't see what material it was made of.

But it doesn't matter. When the spirit moves, the spirit brand of the dead Dharma saint is erased.

Poof! A mouthful of green blood!

To lose this spiritual brand is to give him a heavy blow.

The spirit of the undead Dharma saint was immediately withered.

Zhang Xing ignored him and put his cloak on his body.

I feel as if I have entered another space.

No! incorrect!

Still in this world.

It's just a blend with the dark elements of the air.

Even the fourth step of his mind, it is difficult to detect that there is still a person hidden in the vast dark elements in the air.

Good! pretty good! It's a baby!

Zhang Xing took off his cloak and threw it into the space.

"Well, let's see you on the road."

Zhang Xing looks at the spirit of the dead.

"Hum! If you want to kill, you have to cut. It's worth fighting for the dark god

The dead Dharma Saint looks like a dead man.

"Why? You have a lot of backbone, but it's no use for me to keep you. Go and see your dark god. "

Zhang Xing did not plan to torture out any useful information from his mouth.

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"No! You can't kill me! I can be your slave....

when Zhang Xingzhen wants to kill him, the spirit of the dead Dharma saint is changed and his face is beseeching.

They are not people with great perseverance.

It is not because of hatred or unwilling to be an ordinary person that he betrays his soul and is willing to degenerate and become a slave of the dark clan.

Zhang Xing ignored his plea for mercy, and his mind moved.

Poof!

The undead Dharma within the realm is sanctified into the air, and the soul is taken into the staff.

"The world is so big that I have to find out and kill the dead Dharma saints one by one. I don't know what year and month it will take."

"Now that you've got the ghost cloak, can you play the big game of tracking and chasing?"

After thinking about it for a while, I feel that this method is still appropriate.

"That's it!"

Next, Zhang Xing, dressed in a ghost cloak, began to look for the dead Dharma saint.

By this time, the undead had given up controlling the zombie Legion.

Finally, he gave them an order to fight to the end!

As a result, the zombies no longer fled and stopped to fight.

The undead Dharma saints took advantage of the opportunity of chaos and quietly left the battlefield.

Issa looked at the battlefield with hatred, retracted her head into the black robe, and turned and ran to the necromancer Association.

Tiankeng, in the south of the central continent, was the battlefield against the dark clan thousands of years ago.

It was originally a towering Tianshen mountain.

After the war, it turned into a deep and bottomless pit.

So, human beings throw all the dead bodies here.

Moreover, it is deeply eroded by the dark evil gas. It is covered with black fog all the year round, and there is no sunshine.

No one in later generations wants to live in this range.

Gradually, it was forgotten.

But no one thought that this place had become a paradise for the Necromancers!