Merchant of the Underworld

Naturally, I didn't return Lei Haotian's fire skull back the way it came.

Because the purpose of setting up this circle is not to kill anyone individually, but to kill them all!

If the attack is returned to the person who sent it, then one can imagine what the consequences will be.

The fire skull carried the bright red flames and rushed towards the high priest holding the cross. The guy quickly put up the cross to resist.

The first time Lei Haotian used this spell to kill Lin Zhenbang, he was blocked by the cross.

But that was just a skull-shaped fireball that he made at random. Now this one is his natal evil object. After spinning around in the Nine Life Tower again, it is completely different!

With a clang, the fire skull slammed into it, but it didn't break like the previous one.

Instead, there was a sizzling sound of burning, the two-meter-high cross was burned red, and sparks flew everywhere, like fireworks that were constantly spraying out.

When the other two priests saw it, they hurriedly waved their weapons to help smash and chop.

"Ah!" Suddenly, the high priest holding a steel fork screamed wildly.

It turned out that a corner of the Fire Skeleton was smashed into pieces by this crazy attack, and it happened to fall on the cloak of the Steel Fork Sacrifice.

Their cloaks are not just simple fabrics, but sacred objects of the Undead Cult that condense countless ghosts. But he was actually burned through by the fragments on the fireball! The steel-fork priest screamed repeatedly after being burned.

"Ah! Ah!" The Steel Fork Priest screamed in extreme pain, rolling on the ground.

You must know that the three of them are the high priests of the Undead Cult. After going through all kinds of hellish baptisms and tempers, they have long forgotten the pain and sorrow, and even annihilated their humanity and conscience. They screamed loudly because of the pain. This is very important to them. Said, it is simply a great shame!

In the blink of an eye, only a small part of the huge figure of the Steel Fork Priest was left, and his painful groans became lower and lower, and finally turned into a piece of smoke! Wisps of black smoke continued to rise.

It was the ghost imprisoned by him. With his death, it broke free and returned to freedom.

From this point of view, his death was not unjust at all!

After many people were killed by him, they were unable to enter reincarnation and could only become tools for him to practice necromancy.

Until then, the other two high priests also reacted. The giant scythe and cross they helped smash the fire skull were also burned!

Although the flames didn't look very big, they were endless and there was no way to extinguish them.

Half of the horizontal and half vertical parts at the top of the cross have been burned away. It looks more like a sickle, and the giant sickle has turned into a fire stick!

The two men were so frightened that they quickly dropped their weapons and took two steps back in horror.

There are only three types of such domineering and fierce flames, even in legends, namely: Hell Fire, Samadhi True Fire, and Wuji Mysterious Fire, collectively known as the Sanli Divine Fire.

Separate Yin and Yang, cut off life and death, and kill all things!

Once you are touched by these three flames, even if you are close to the supreme god level, you will still be helpless.

At that time, the senior Gray Pigeon was burned alive by the hell fire secretly set by Black Hawk!

According to the "Yin Fu Jing", these three types of flames cannot be artificially created. There are nine fire sources between heaven and earth. Once they are taken away, they become dead fire and can only be used once.

The "Yin Fu Jing" was written probably in the early Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, which has been thousands of years ago. I don't know how many of the nine divine fires are left.

In order to take revenge on the senior Gray Pigeon, Black Eagle actually found a hellfire from nowhere!

But now, this flame is obviously not an ordinary thing, and even Lei Haotian who released the fire skull was blinded.

He never expected that his personal belonging, the Fire Skeleton, would be so powerful!

What's even more strange is, why has this skeleton never been so strong in his hands?

And it was clearly thrown at me just now, so why am I fine? Instead, it was confiscated, and once it was released, it became so terrifying?

In fact, I don't know what the specific situation is. The one thing I know better than them is that the fire skull just turned around in the Nine Life Tower.

"Sanders!" Sickle Priest stared blankly at the burnt-to-ash body of Steel Fork Priest. He was silent for a long time, and suddenly shouted in great pain.

Then he glared at me fiercely, stretched out his hand, and grabbed his own head! The head that left the neck did not bleed a drop of blood, but billowing black smoke came out.

Immediately afterwards, the smoke turned into another self - wearing a black hooded robe and holding a giant scythe in his hand.

grim Reaper!

The illusion of death floating in the void!

As soon as the illusion came out, the light in the entire hall suddenly dimmed, and dust fell one after another, like a medieval tomb.

An elegy like mournful music drifted out from nowhere.

Everyone remained in the same position as before, unable to move or even blink their eyelids! I could only watch blankly as the god of death descended from mid-air.

At this time, I finally understood.

He took death as the ultimate price, summoned the illusion of Death, and wanted to kill me to avenge the Steel Fork Priest!

The god of death floated towards me quickly, swung his sickle and slashed down suddenly.

call! Cut it down with one knife.

Just like the camera suddenly switched, in front of me was the endless mountain of bones stacked on top of each other.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, a nine-story pagoda stands tall!

The god of death was floating in the air, and the sword reached the end. It was only a few centimeters away from the top of the tower, but it could not be suppressed no matter what.

Suddenly, the light flashed on the pagoda, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, the nine-story pagoda, each layer was different.

Death suddenly stopped, like a frozen photo, unable to move.

At the same time, the door below the pagoda suddenly opened, and a golden unicorn bathed in fire, with balls of flames under its feet, roared into the air and roared at the God of Death!

The illusion of the God of Death exploded with cracks like clouds.

call!

Qilin rushed past.

The God of Death burned into a fiery cloud, and the whole sky turned blood red!

The fragmented fire cloud gradually spread out, and the fire unicorn also roared and disappeared into the horizon.

The consciousness and body are also restored to freedom at the same time.

The sickle priest disappeared, and only the black robe and mask were left where he was standing, and wisps of black smoke rose one after another.

Self-destruction cannot survive, even the God of Death is no exception!

"This...this..." Lei Haotian was so frightened that he trembled all over and took several steps back.

He finally knew he was afraid!

The Steel Fork Sacrifice was instantly killed, and the Sickle Sacrifice sacrificed his life to use his strongest weapon, but he still couldn't escape death.

But his abilities are far inferior to these two! Moreover, he was the one who had been sarcastic and sarcastic towards me just now, and it was he who sent the first attack.

It’s strange not to be afraid after seeing such a situation!

In fact, Lei Haotian was a little too scared.

My seemingly unparalleled magic circle is only so powerful when it comes to necromancy.

Moreover, the stronger the opponent, the more ferocious the backlash of this magic circle will be.

His natal fire skull was probably just a coincidence.

Just like now, it is almost difficult for me to kill Lei Haotian with one strike.

But he was so frightened that he took a few steps back and knelt down with a trembling sound: "Master Zhang, ah, no! My dear grandfather, please let me go." Then Gao stuck his butt out, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and begged loudly for mercy.

Just now, he looked like a little guy, so arrogant and arrogant that in an instant he would rather be a grandson!