Chapter 2: Necrotic storm

The sinuous bones in front of him, the boundless and desolate scene, made Wang Chen grow his mouth and didn't know what to say.
It turned out that he was in the light group, as if the dream was normal, and the sea that he saw was actually there.
It turned out that I came to this place.
The death scent in the cold wind made Wang Chen shudder and finally recovered.
"Highest battlefield?"
Wang Chen could not help but have some shakes.
Is this really the highest battlefield?
Where is this within the highest battlefield?
"What is the picture I saw?"
The doubts in Wang Chen’s heart have increased more and more.
"Big brothers, have they been sent to this place?"
Wang Chen thought of Wang Yan and thought of the ancestors of the three warriors.
I even thought of people who might have entered the high battlefield.
"No! I came here, maybe because... my blood?"
Not sure, Wang Chen murmured with a skeptical tone.
Wang Chen remembered, he was in the circle of light, when he saw the blood of the corpse, his blood was shaking. That is a feeling from the depths of the blood.
There is also the familiar feeling.
That is the feeling of resonance with the soul!
This is beyond doubt!
This feeling may be only for myself.
At the very least, Yan Yue and others should not have.
In this way, is it because of the power of the blood, directed to this place?
Wang Chen’s face was ugly.
"Guid me to this place, what do you want me to do?"
Wang Chen opened his eyes.
"Damn! Still need to restore energy as soon as possible. This place, I am afraid it is dangerous!"
Until a cold wind swept past, Wang Chen shuddered and quickly returned to God.
In any case, I have come here, and even if there are more doubts in my heart, I can only suppress it.
Because, now, my situation is really bad.
This is the only recovery of the wounds of the six or seven layers. This is the affected combat power. When it penetrated the enchantment, it was affected.
Now, Wang Chen's strength is getting weaker and weaker, and the energy in the body is getting less and less.
Does this make Wang Chen not in a hurry?
This place, at first glance, is not a good place. How can you not worry about Wang Chen’s current situation?
"Fortunately, the energy in this place seems to be much better than the seal! Although it is still poor, it is far less than the battlefield. But it is always better!"
Feeling the world in front of me, Wang Chen murmured to himself.
Here, it is still a barren world.
But it is obviously better than the altar. At the very least, there is no need to consume energy.
At the very least, here, Wang Chen can feel the power of the stars!
Regardless of the deep white bones, Wang Chen closed his eyes and quickly entered the cultivation.
Whistling...
The pores of the whole body were opened, and as Wang Chen began to practice, the energy in all directions was quickly mobilized by Wang Chen.
A strand of energy was injected into the body, and the power of the stars above the sky was incorporated into the body by Wang Chen, which made Wang Chen feel comfortable for a long time.
Perhaps this is the time when Wang Chen feels the most comfortable for more than ten days.
......
"Hey..."
I don’t know how long it lasted. When Wang Chen felt that his injury was about to recover, suddenly he widened his eyes.
Zhang mouth squirted a blood, Wang Chen's face became pale!
"Damn, the breath of death! A strong and full of death. Even unconsciously eroded my internal organs, bones!"
Wang Chen looked pale and ugly.
The injury, seeing is about to recover, but... he turned out to be almost killed.
The energy within this world... is not so well absorbed.
"Fortunately, I am practicing the power of chaos. Fortunately, the power of chaos can fuse the breath of death. Otherwise, if it is an ordinary person, this energy suddenly erupts, and it will inevitably fall into a moment and become a member of this skeleton!"
Take a few deep breaths and mobilize the body's majestic energy to suppress and refine the death atmosphere that goes deep into the organs and bones. Wang Chen is afraid after his face.
The power of chaos, refining and qi! However, the breath of this death is the power of chaos that goes deep into the viscera and goes deep into the bones.
This killing invisible means, how can Wang Chen not be afraid?
If he did not cultivate the power of chaos, Wang Chen could not imagine the consequences.
In this place, how many white bones are there, who are the ones who died in despair?
Wang Chen looks gloomy.
What the is this?
After stopping cultivation, Wang Chen looked around and looked away.
When he came here, he did not go well. Wang Chen dared to have the slightest meaning.
This time is luck, the next time, how do you die, I am afraid I don’t know?
Wang Chen does not want to be one of the thousands of bones.
Fortunately, with the help of the power of the stars, his injury has been restored to the eight or nine layers. Now, Wang Chen’s combat power can at least be comparable to nine successful resurrections.
If the summons is incarnate and merged, Wang Chen’s combat power is strong enough.
There should be some means of self-insurance.
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This is also one of the main reasons for Wang Chen to give up continuing cultivation.
For this place that is full of strangeness and danger, Wang Chen would rather stay a little more vigilant.
"In the depths of this piece of bone, it should be that I saw the place where the giants of the Baizhang fell. There, I have a familiar feeling. I should go and see!"
Gradually calmed down, Wang Chen watched the depths of this piece of bones with vigilance, and looked solemnly muttering.
It is no accident that I was sent to this place.
In particular, I saw the illusion of the picture, and then came to this place, this should be the connection between the underworld.
Since coming here, how can Wang Chen let go of such an opportunity!
Knowing the danger, Wang Chen can only look at the scalp.
Otherwise, let him leave, but Wang Chen is somewhat unwilling.
Therefore, at this moment, Wang Chen, the mood is undoubtedly complicated.
Taking a deep breath, the body of the dragon was rolling, and Wang Chen carefully walked toward the front.
Perceiving the murder of energy in this world, Wang Chen naturally has more vigilance and urges the power of chaos to the extreme. This also gives Wang Chen a layer of protection!
At the very least, the murder contained in the energy is also the most difficult to guard against, and it is already a harm to Wang Chen.
Rubbing...
Rubbing...
Every step of the footsteps, Wang Chen can clearly feel the sinking of the figure. He was able to clearly hear the sound of broken bones under his feet.
It was a creepy feeling.
What is better than being in a bone, compared to being in hell?
Step by step, Wang Chen's cold sweat is a little bit rogue.
The silence around, the piercing bones, and the cold death, all challenged Wang Chen’s nerves.
I am afraid, if you change to an ordinary person, you will not be killed by the hidden crisis in this layer, you must be scared to death!
Rao is Wang Chen, his face is also white and ugly.
If the unsatisfactory attachment of the heart makes Wang Chen reluctant to give up, he turned to want to leave this place!
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The cold wind whistling, the biting cold, let Wang Chen hit a chill.
At the height of Wang Chen, there is very little cold that makes Wang Chen so uncomfortable.
However, at this moment, Wang Chen had to admit that he was very uncomfortable.
The coldness is deep into the bone marrow. It is to stimulate the soul. It is into the blood!
It is not unusually cold. It is the breath of death, the coldness that condenses out.
If Wang Chen is always vigilant and sticks to the spirit of the soul, I am afraid that it has already been eroded by this cold and has fallen into the boundless fantasy.
Rao is so, Wang Chen also almost two or three times!
After an afternoon, the night has come.
Under the night, in the moonlight of the hustle and bustle, the strangeness of this place is more and more creepy.
That familiar feeling is getting stronger and stronger.
However, the uneasiness in Wang Chen’s heart is also getting stronger and stronger.
After an afternoon of time, the slightest danger never happened. This is the biggest unusual.
Such a place of death buried so many dead bones. If it is said that there is no danger, Wang Chen obviously does not believe it. ,
The calm now is only the silence before the storm.
I am afraid that it is a symbol of a huge storm brewing!
"Calling..."
The cold wind in the ear is still roaring.
Moreover, it seems to be getting more and more fierce.
"This wind... seems to be getting bigger!"
Wang Chen muttered subconsciously.
"Is it..."
And this subconscious self-speaking, after Wang Chen returned to God, it was cold and sweaty!
"Is it..."
Wang Chen’s eyes widened and he realized what.
"It's this cold wind!"
Wang Chen shouted.
The crisis is brewing in the cold wind.
Wang Chen didn't even go too far to care about the changes in the cold wind.
Because, this cold wind seems to be accompanied by Wang Chen every step forward, and enhance one point. Very small and hard to detect.
However, if it is compared with the afternoon, it is obvious that the current cold wind is already horrible and does not know much.
Oh...
Suddenly, there was a burst of ghosts and screams coming from the front.
Whistling...
Not waiting for Wang Chen to return to God, a whirlwind of horror has appeared in front of Wang Chen.
Moreover, this whirlwind is sweeping toward Wang Chen at a speed that makes Wang Chen frightened.
The whirlwind is a strange black.
In the whirlwind of Tianzhu, Wang Chen saw more and countless faces.
Oh, crazy, painful, mourning...
"this is……"
Wang Chen's face was white.
"Death Storm!"
Wang Chen’s body trembled a little.
I remembered.
Wang Chen has learned about it in the war.
It is said that there is a storm called the Necromancer Storm.
It is said that this kind of storm is extremely rare, but it is extremely dangerous.
This kind of storm is formed by the endless life. Rumors, in the ancient times, the main battlefield of the gods and devils, this storm was brewed in the blood of the corpse.
In the face of such a storm, even a lot of gods were involved in it, all of them died in Huangquan...
There is not much information about the Storm of the Dead, but Wang Chen is only a little understanding.
At this moment, there is no time to think more.
Because the storm in front of it has swept to Wang Chen's front, because this storm seems to be... the storm of the dead.
"go!"
I can't take care of everything anymore. In the snoring, Wang Chen turned around, and he was desperate to go to the rear.
I can't take care of a lot.
Now Wang Chen only wants to escape.
Because he knows that chasing his own storm behind him, if it is a storm of death, he is involved, and he will die!
Is this the most horrible killing in this barren land?
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