Chapter 50: Going into devil

A dazzling white light suddenly lit up on a barren plain. After the white light disappeared, a skeleton with a crown and a leather armor suddenly appeared in the spot.

"You wait for me. If you don't tear you into pieces, my surname will not be Yan."

The skeleton's pupils were filled with resentment. Looking at the north from afar, it was not difficult to guess its identity by listening to its words. Yes, he was Yan Xiu, who escaped from the hands of the silver-level zombie.

After a long time, Yan Xiu withdrew his gaze and looked around. A trace of confusion flashed across his pupil fire, and he said in confusion: "Where is this?"

There was no one here, so naturally no one could give him an answer, but Yan Xiu didn't need anyone to give him an answer. His mind condensed and he sensed the direction of the valley through those soul marks.

"It's over? I didn't expect that the scroll is so useful, but unfortunately there is only one left."

After feeling the distance between the valley, Yan Xiu's eyes burst into tears and said with a hint of heartache.

"Fortunately, I didn't have any gains, otherwise I would have lost to death!"

Such a consciousness was left on the desolate plain, and Yan Xiu's body twisted and disappeared from the spot.

Half an hour later, Yan Xiu's figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the valley, shocking No. 9 and "Cheng Yaojin" who were guarding here.

"Master, you are back."

No. 9, who came to his senses, said happily.

"kindness!"

Yan Xiu's head was a little bit, and responded indifferently, which made No. 9's mood suddenly feel lost.

"I will go into seclusion these days. Don't go out. Stay in the valley obediently. No one can let him disturb me, do you know?"

Yan Xiu ignored the loss of No. 9 and ordered with a serious expression.

"yes!"

‘Cheng Yaojin’ and No. 9 responded.

Seeing this, Yan Xiu nodded, his body twisted again and disappeared from the spot.

"Damn it's so dangerous that I almost couldn't come back."

In the cave, Yan Xiu took off his equipment, leaving only the mask with the "Qingxin Skill" tattooed, looking at the ribs in front of his chest, covered with cracks.

"If it is not enough, I will run away. Then it's better to pray that it will not meet me again, otherwise... I will tear it to pieces!"

Yan Xiu's pupil fire shone with a cold light, and he said coldly looking at the north from afar.

After a moment, Yan Xiu calmed down his emotions, and the seal in his hand started to swell. The soul fire blew, and the nearby Nether Flame energy was absorbed by him, covering his whole body.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Yan Xiu kept it like this for three days. The cracks on the ribs on his chest disappeared at some point, but Yan Xiu did not stop practicing because of this. Obviously, his purpose was not to heal his wounds.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. At this moment, Yan Xiu was surrounded by white dark flame energy, and bronze spots appeared on the bones of his body. Suddenly, the pupil fire flashed in Yan Xiu's eyes, the seal in his hand changed, and he shouted suddenly: "Break it for me!"

As Yan Xiu's anger sounded, Yan Xiu's body seemed to turn into a vortex, constantly absorbing the surrounding energy of the Nether Flame. The bones shone white light, and the bronze spots on his body spread rapidly.

Yan Xiu's seal technique changed continuously, and the soul fire continued to flash, and the pupil fire in his eyes burst into joy. Judging from this situation, it was almost certain to break through to the fourth level.

However, God always likes to tease people. Just when Yan Xiu was about to break through to the fourth level of bronze, a "bang" sounded in Yan Xiu's soul fire, as if something was breaking open. Yan Xiu's thinking suddenly became blank, and a series of ancient and vicissitudes of consciousness suddenly flashed out of the soul fire. Yan Xiu had no time to understand these, and something even more shocking happened. His bones all over his body began to absorb the energy of the Nether Flame without his control. In less than a moment, the Nether Flame energy that was originally covered in him, which was full of him advanced was sucked away by the bones all over his body.

"What's going on?"

Seeing this, Yan Xiu flashed a hint of horror, and the soul fire kept flashing, thinking about various possibilities.

But before Yan Xiu could figure it out, his bones began to absorb his fighting spirit. This change made Yan Xiu sweat in a cold sweat. He was at a critical moment of breakthrough. If the fighting spirit was absorbed by the bones, he would not have thought of breaking through, and maybe he would damage the root cause.

"Yaojin, No. 9, bring all your subordinates to the entrance of the cave, and give me a soul stone, and you can't stop for a moment."

Yan Xiu's pupils flashed in his eyes, and he raised his head and sent a sense of anxiety out.

"yes!"

"Cheng Yaojin" and No. 9, who were guarding the door, heard the order, and immediately moved without hesitation. They immediately summoned all the skeletons to the entrance of the cave and ate the Soul Stone wildly.

A group of little brothers outside gnawed on the Soul Stone, and Yan Xiu's situation inside improved a lot, but his body was like a bottomless pit, and he couldn't fill it up no matter how much he filled it. Yan Xiu couldn't help but feel anxious.

"What the hell is going on? By the way! Those consciousnesses!"

At this moment, Yan Xiu suddenly remembered the consciousness that had just appeared in the fire of his soul. He calmed down and checked those consciousnesses.

"I didn't expect it to happen that I encountered evolution!"

After a while, Yan Xiu withdrew from his consciousness and said in surprise and joy.

The word "evolution" has a broad meaning. For Yan Xiu at this time, "evolution" is to refine his bones, open up his talents, enhance his potential, and enable him to evolve into an intermediate undead.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the "evolution" at this time is to turn a mouse into a cat. Although it is still an animal, its strength is completely different.

However, "evolution" is not an easy task. Not to mention the conditions that trigger evolution, no one has understood it for countless years. Just saying that the danger of "evolution" is no less than a lifetime of death. Therefore, Yan Xiu was both surprised and happy when he understood that he had encountered "evolution".

"I haven't been trampling on dog shit recently, why are you in trouble?"

Yan Xiu's pupils flashed with helplessness and said to himself.

"Let's look at Karon's memory and see if there are any good strategies to increase success rates."

Yan Xiu's pupil fire whispered in an empty way, and then immersed his consciousness in the soul fire and read Karon's memory.

"Hey! Dark Night Soul! I didn't expect that Karon knew the original owner of this space ring, but it was cheaper for me. With Dark Night Soul, this time my evolution is almost certain."

Yan Xiu's eyes leaped with fire and said happily. In Karon's memory, Yan Xiu discovered that the Dark Night Soul has absolute benefits for the evolution of the undead. A undead who absorbs the Dark Night Soul in evolution can achieve an evolution success rate of 80%!

Moreover, he also discovered that the owner of the Dark Night Soul I had recently discovered was the original owner of the space ring in his hand. Yan Xiu did not drag on it at the moment. A soul power surged out from the soul fire, and it was quite difficult to pass through the energy-surging bones and poured into the space ring, and the spiritual sense was also immersed in it.

This time, Yan Xiu's spiritual sense did not stop in the first three rooms, swam towards the fourth room in diameter. This room was not big, with only five boxes and a fragment of weapons.

"That fat man is really an idiot. He has to put everything in the space ring and put a box in it. Does he think this way can show the preciousness of such a treasure?"

Yan Xiu looked at the five boxes, his eyes flashed with fire, and he mocked.

Then, Yan Xiuyu used Lingjue to open the five boxes one by one. The five boxes contained two seventh-level magic cores, one was a crystal clear crystal ball, and the other was a black ore. The last box was filled with a transparent black crystal.

Yan Xiu was delighted when he saw the black crystal, and his pupils flashed in his eyes, and the crystal appeared in his hand. However, when the crystal appeared in his hand, it suddenly emitted a faint light, and a strong dark aura suddenly burst out.

Yan Xiu ignored this, raised his bone hand and put the black crystal into the fire of his soul with difficulty.

At the same time, a silver-level zombie, dozens of miles away from the valley, suddenly turned around and looked here. Her silver-white pupils were flashing with greed, and her body disappeared from the spot.

On Yan Xiu's side, the black crystal had just been put into the soul fire and dissolved rapidly, turning into a black torrent that swept Yan Xiu's whole body, causing Yan Xiu's fighting energy to move rapidly. Yan Xiu's bones that could not help absorb energy were also slightly settled.

At this moment, Yan Xiu's tense spirit finally relaxed slightly. As soon as he relaxed, Yan Xiu's mind started to rotate again.

The pupil fire flashed, and Yan Xiu immersed his spiritual sense into the ring again, and came to the fourth room with a familiarity, and came to the front of the broken fragments.

Seeing this fragment of weapons, Yan Xiu moved for no reason, and his eyes flashed with fire, and the fragment of weapons was taken out by him. Yan Xiu raised the fragment in front of him with difficulty and looked at it. The reason for this was because for some reason, Yan Xiu suddenly felt that this fragment was important to him. Yan Xiu immediately pursued the sudden feeling and took out the fragment in diameter.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the fragment was raised in front of him, Yan Xiu had not had time to carefully appreciate it, the fragment turned into a faint light and penetrated into the "farewell".

"What's going on?"

Feeling the numbness that keeps coming out during the "parting" during the "sense", Yan Xiu was shocked.

Yan Xiu instinctively felt something was wrong and reached out to take "Farewell" from behind, but at this moment, the energy emitted by "Farewell", the torrent of the black crystal, and the three forces of Dou Qi in Yan Xiu's body collided together, sending out violent energy fluctuations, and Yan Xiu's soul fire also became dim at this time.

"So what's wrong if anyone can tell me?"

Yan Xiu said innocently, furiously.

However, this time, God did not seem to want him to sing a solo show again. A sense of resentment and resentment suddenly surged from Yan Xiu's soul fire.

"I'm not willing, I'm not willing, I'm not willing!"
Chapter completed!