"Hurry up and grab something." Luo Yan said, continuing to rush forward, trying to pull out the Sun King's spear.

Chu Cheng knew that he might not have this chance again, so he simply raised his left hand, and his index finger was his newly refined equipment - the Ashes Ring.

Ashes Ring (Black): Equipment skill, undead brand. Reset in 3600 seconds.

The skill of the Undead Brand can force a deceased to fight for itself. The target you control can be a corpse or a living creature. The higher the target level, the shorter the control time. The corpse is easier to control than a living creature, and the living creature is easier to control than a dead creature like stones.

That's right, even if the stone is branded as a deceased person, it will become a deceased person.

A gray light shot out from his finger ring, hitting a corpse selected by Chu Cheng. He chose this, one because he was big enough and had three heads, which looked special. The other corpses nearby had a smell that made him bored. It was a real silence, a feeling of complete destruction.

Chu Cheng did not think about it and put it into his undead space without thinking.

"Go away!" This time, Chu Cheng's senses became more acute. His gray wings spread out, leaning against the ground, rushed up the mound like a flying, and flew towards the exit of the fault of the underworld.

A thought of destroying the world slowly spreading over, feeling very slowly, but in fact the speed was as terrifying as a storm.

Luo Yan escaped no longer than Chu Cheng at all. Her body flew straight towards the exit like a sword light.

boom!

Luo Yan was bounced back, and Chu Cheng shook his sword with his staff, and the sword edge raised, and black fine lines spread above the sword edge.

Death Cut!

Chu Cheng instantly burned a blue life crystal, and the black fine lines soared, three meters away from the sword's edge. The barrier at the exit was cut through the gap by Chu Cheng's sword. Chu Cheng rushed out with the momentum, and the ashes of the short sword flew out from the inner armor. There was an invisible thin silk behind the sword, which wrapped around Luo Yan's body and dragged her out.

Luo Yan was snatched out, Chu Cheng held her and rolled, threw out more than ten tears of dawn, and ignited it with soul refining.

The white light bloomed, and the thought rushed out of the crack with Chu Cheng and Luo Yan, and collided with the divine light burning from the tears of dawn.

It seemed like a muffled groan, and the thought shrank back like a spring.

Chu Cheng was holding Luo Yan, his heart was still trembling. What would happen if he was caught up just now?

"I'm fine, Chu Cheng." Luo Yan struggled in Chu Cheng's arms for a moment. Chu Cheng let go of Luo Yan and turned over and stood up.

"You're injured."

"Look." Luo Yan pointed to the escaped fault of the underworld. The crack that Chu Cheng cut open had disappeared, but it seemed as if something was hitting outward. The barrier repeatedly deformed.

He had a feeling that if the thing broke through the barrier, the laws in the fault of the underworld would spread out, and if he died himself, he would be truly finished.

I'm just stealing a piece of material, so?

"You are stupid, he hasn't come out yet." Luo Yan said, grabbing the ashes of Chu Cheng's short sword that had not yet been taken back, and silently inserted it into her own forehead.

Chu Cheng suddenly realized and couldn't laugh and cry at the same time. Luo Yan was really decisive. He couldn't watch her turn into a ball of rotten meat, that would be too disgraceful.

"Sister, let's go home." Chu Cheng said, controlling the invisible soul silk and giving himself a sword.

It hurts so much!

In the login interface, Chu Cheng covered his head, and the feeling of stabbing the sword just now was unforgettable. You can't play like this in the future. God knows whether the protection measures of this player are reliable. If you really die, who can I ask for advice?

Unexpectedly, the first time I died in the second world, I actually committed suicide.

Chu Cheng hurriedly released the three-headed corpses he had snatched. The length of time the undead brand could control was related to the level of the undead itself. The armor level on this three-headed monster had not fallen much, but it should be in the underworld projection, and it was much better than outside.

The monster has three heads, four arms, and one hand has a weapon, a chain, and the other three hands are empty.

Chu Xiang sneaked out of the Hall of the Dead and looked at the space on the login interface, very curious.

"Brother, what is this?"

Chu Cheng looked at it for a while, searched for information in his memories, and after a while, he said: "It may be the general of the Temple of the Underworld. The more powerful thug under the God of the Underworld, he was at least an eighth-level creature during his lifetime. And it was kept in good condition. I couldn't bear to trade with the Temple of Dawn."

"Then keep it?" Chu Xiang said: "Anyway, I don't know that you have hidden this thing."

"How can that be done? The Temple of Dawn looks very tough. I tell you that there is no one that is easy to mess with when it comes to gods. Besides, for me this thing, at most, it is to create a powerful undead. If I give it to the Temple of Dawn, I can exchange a lot of tears of dawn. Tears of dawn, today..."

Chu Cheng remembered that he and Luo Yan escaped from the space fault, and relied on burning tears of dawn to block the terrible thoughts.

Tears of Dawn do not have much power, but after being ignited by the Soul Refining Technique, it was terrible. It was probably the existence that thought there was a light-type god outside, so he was frightened. But he soon found that it was not the case, but the gap that was cut by himself recovered, and the thing kept hitting inside, trying to come out.

Chu Cheng realized that the tears of Dawn were in his hands, perhaps more than just refining materials.

If you use it well, you can do many unexpected things.

"Brother, you can leave something." Chu Xiang was very brave. He didn't feel scared when he saw the warrior of the Temple of the Temple of the Underworld who was more than ten meters high. She stood beside Chu Cheng and gave him some advice.

Chu Cheng slapped his head and said, "Yes, why did I get my brain broken? Today is really..."

"I'll become stupid when I'm with Luo Yan." Chu Xiang laughed. When she smiled, the skeleton's teeth made a clicking sound, making the login interface space look gloomy and weird.

"Chu Xiang, don't blame me, my body is not very good-looking."

"It's great." Chu Xiang stroked the armor on his body, and the white bone wings behind him spread out, one by one.

"The structure I built for you is still second order, which is very fragile."

"I understand, the armor is of level 4. I checked it, so are the weapons."

"You can get familiar with your body first, and you can take risks with your brother in the future."

"I won't make trouble for you. When I'm fine, I'll be inside. Now I can control the space of the Palace of the Dead. Inside, I can still become flesh and blood."

“It’s very boring.”

"I will still come out when I need to fight, and the Palace of the Dead is more suitable for training."

Chu Cheng heard it, Chu Xiang was very anxious and was eager to grow up.

He wanted to persuade him, but the collision and fusion between Gaia and the Galaxy Universe would not be too far away. If he spoiled his sister, she would die if she died when that day came.

You can only support each other and grow up quickly. A moment of rest and warmth are all luxury.

Chu Xiang did not return to the Hall of the Dead, but walked aside and stood there motionless. Chu Cheng knew that Chu Xiang was feeling the fighting instinct of the fallen angel in the soul fire.

The body material is the second level, but she is the first level, and all she can experience is the first level and second level skills.

She can't sense any higher ability.

Chu Cheng looked at the general of the Temple of the Temple of the Underworld, who was more than ten meters high, and began to think about how to use this guy. The Temple of the Dawn was the materials, and he didn't care whether it was complete or not.

And what kind of undead will you use this guy to refine?

Although I have a lot of spells, my main combat power is also reflected in swordsmanship. What I am short of is a undead who can cast spells. If I create a undead with strong casting ability, I will be much easier in the future. If I were not forced, who would be willing to use the sword to fight with me?

It must be a spell casting attribute, and the necromancer must look like a necromancer. Come on, let me ravage you!

Chu Cheng mumbled and began to dismantle the armor and remove the warrior from the Temple of the Underworld. The armor and weapons were piled up. The ashes of the Dark Spider Demon Sword made by him flew out now, dissecting the corpse in the air and decomposing the materials.

Chu Xiang studied, adapted to his body, understood the combat mode, and ignored him.

Both of them are busy with their own affairs.

Whether it is Chu Cheng or Chu Xiang, they feel indescribable satisfaction. After their parents died, both of them lived without hope. Now even if one of them is transformed into a dead soul, it is better than before.

Chu Cheng had been struggling for five days before he stopped. Chu Xiang knew that he had done it. He came over curiously and asked Chu Cheng: "Brother, what's the thing you refined?"

In front of Chu Cheng, a strange undead was suspended, with three heads, and a snake-like thing was dragged under it.

The three heads look like human faces, but one of them has three eyes, each with sharp fangs in its mouth. The things dragged under the three heads, looking carefully, are metal shells, one by one, so they look like snakes.

"My first undead, Feishou, isn't it quite terrifying?"

"It's a bit cute." Chu Xiang reached out to touch it, and Feishou suddenly retreated and opened his mouth towards Chu Xiang.

"Masters."

"I'm counting too?" Chu Xiang asked in surprise, pointing at his nostrils.

"Of course, you have very high authority. If I get knocked out, I can command it on my behalf."

Chu Cheng tried to narrate in a calm tone, thinking that he had done something wrong with his sister over the years. Such a vicious and evil spirit was actually a little cute in her mouth?

"Let me see if you turn around?" Chu Xiang said to Feishou.

The flying skull immediately twisted in the air, and three faces spiraled.

"Stop, look a little dizzy."

"I can turn the other way." Feishu snapped his eyes, looking like he offered treasures.

"You can still turn backwards." Chu Cheng interrupted the flying skull and said to Chu Xiang: "This is a deceased who can cast spells. It is dragged by its spine below. It is made with that chain outside to refine a protective condom for it, which is also a weapon."

"The spine can be used to stew soup, if the owner is hungry."
Chapter completed!