Rebirth in the End Times: Bringing Space to Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 118: Undead Magician (5)
Follow the only road, go straight all the way, and then there is a huge pool in front of everyone, the pool is full of blood red blood, the blood is boiling like hot magma!Beside the pool, there were several corpses that had just been drained of blood, lying there quietly!

"It's cruel!" An Zhihao said in a low voice.

"Looks like it's not enough spirits!" Yan Zimo explained.

As soon as Yan Zimo's words fell, before Yuwenman had time to ask why, he heard footsteps coming towards them from far and near. Although the sound was not loud, it was especially loud in this unusually quiet environment. Standing out, Yu Wenman and his group forgot to speak, and all looked in the direction of the voice in unison!
After an incense stick of time, Yu Wenman and his group saw a man in a black robe, completely wrapped himself up, and holding a scepter as tall as a person appeared in front of them!
Then I saw the man raised his hand, took off his hat, revealed a man's face covered with patterns, and said with a wicked smile: "Gentlemen, ladies, little beasts, welcome to my abyss of hell! I am very happy to have you here!"

"Xiaoman, have you seen his face?" Yan Zimo said in a low voice, but his voice was so small that everyone on his side could hear it.

"Zimo, you mean those patterns?" Yu Wenman asked suspiciously, what happened to those patterns?Is there something tricky?But it's really ugly!

"Yes! Undead cultivators, they can use those crooked evil exercises to quickly increase their level, but because those exercises teach some evil exercises, so every time they do one Heinous things will leave an immortal mark on his face!" Yan Zimo explained carefully.

"Then his face is full, isn't it..." Yu Wenman said in surprise.

"That's right! It means that he has done this kind of 'Blood Hell Whirlpool' many times! The lives on his hands are countless! You must know that the center of the 'Blood Hell Whirlpool' is the 'Wild Spirit Blood Pool', and the' As the name suggests, the Wanling Blood Pool is composed of 1 spirit bodies, which means [-] lives!" Yan Zimo continued Yu Wenman's words.

"...This person is too perverted! Human beings have to face the threat of zombies, and they have already narrowly escaped death. In that life, they still have to face such cultivators, these same kind of hunting and killing! Human beings, it's really sad! Zimo, you just now Why do you say that he hasn't collected enough spirits?" Yu Wenman first sighed and then asked in doubt.

"That's because, if he has enough spirits, he must be sitting by the blood pool to absorb now, and the blood pool will be kept very clean! Because when the undead mage absorbs the blood soul, it is It is a very dangerous thing, and the extra things next to it may interfere or affect him at any time, so when the undead cultivator is practicing, there must be nothing around! The blood is so red, it is already boiling like magma Now, this 'Wan Ling Xue Pond' should be completed soon, and the difference is not too much! And the place we walked all the way was quiet, there was no danger at all, and we found it so smoothly, it should be It was this 'Master' who deliberately let us in because there were only a few of us short!" Yan Zimo looked at the man with a patterned face in front of him, and explained.

"Boy, you know about our undead cultivators, you know it very well! I don't want to hide it from you, my 'Wanling Blood Pool' should have been refined a few days ago, but when a group of people came, Disrupted my progress!" The black-clothed undead mage said patiently.

"A few days ago? Is it a team of two women, eleven men, and a snake and a little monkey?" Hearing that it was a few days ago, Yu Wenman asked nervously.

"Yes! Do you know each other?" the black-clothed undead cultivator asked suspiciously.

"How are they?" Yu Wenman asked a little uneasy.

"What can they do? Of course they are gone! Their luck is so good that they can walk to the real eye of the formation. I was absorbing blood and soul at the time, and their intrusion disrupted my cultivation. , and caused me to be seriously injured, fortunately I ran fast!" The black-clothed undead cultivator said angrily.

"That's good!" Yu Wenman was relieved when he learned that his family members were all safe. It's great that they are fine!
"Okay? Okay? It looks like you are with them, ha ha! It seems that whether it is because of my own personal reasons or because they interrupted my hatred, I have to let you stay with me today Your lives and blood will do!" The black-clothed undead cultivator said with a smirk.

"That depends on whether you have the ability!" After hearing the words of the black-clothed undead cultivator, Yan Zimo hurried forward and stood in front of Yu Wenman!Then he said provocatively.

"Hahaha! Boy, I admit that you are much better than the group of people that day! But the reason why they ran away that day was because they interrupted my cultivation and caused me to be seriously injured. Now I, But there is no injury, it is impossible for you to escape!" The black-clothed undead mage cultivator said mockingly.

"Maybe it's impossible, it's not up to you! We will not only run away, but also destroy your blood pool, and send you to the Western Paradise to repent and repent before the Lord!" Yan Zimo put on a look of wanting to fight gesture, said loudly and sarcastically.

"Really? Then let's see, who will have the last laugh today? I will save my life, or you will save your blood and soul!" Hearing Yan Zimo's words, the black-clothed undead magician Feeling that boasting should not be such an exaggeration, he laughed loudly and said!

As soon as the black-clothed undead cultivator finished speaking, without waiting for Yan Zimo to answer, he immediately raised his wand and pointed it in the direction of the sky above. Zimo and his party could only see more and more dark clouds gathering above them, and these dark clouds were in the shape of swirls, and even traces of electric currents emerged in the clouds, which looked really scary!

"Everyone, be careful, most of the skills of the undead cultivator are based on summoning! And during the summoning process, there is a layer of protection from a small light circle, which will not be interrupted! He should be summoning something! For the undead cultivator Mage, my understanding is very limited, for a while everyone can only adapt accordingly!" Yan Zimo looked at the increasingly frightening top, searched for the information he had on the undead mage, but finally couldn't think of anything to compare For a good countermeasure, I can only helplessly tell the people present, and tell everyone to be careful!

As soon as Yan Zimo finished speaking, he saw a huge black dragon flying out of the vortex of the black clouds, a dragon like a giant lizard!
(End of this chapter)