This mysterious figure is the so-called zombie Lord.


    Because of some limitations, it can''t leave this palace for the time being. Otherwise, it would have gone out long ago. Where would it wait for the arrival of Tang fan and others.


    The zombie Lord, even if it is only a projection of the noumenon, has no less wisdom than normal humans, much higher than the demons under his hands.


    Zombie Lord is ambitious. Now that he has come to this new position, he is naturally unwilling to give in here. He wants to conquer, rule, destroy and destroy. However, he can''t leave here now.


    The only way is for human beings to enter here and submit to it and become its spokesman.


    And the candidate of this spokesman can''t be too weak and useless. Therefore, only by relying on their own strength, constantly killing those demons, and being able to enter the palace where the zombie Lord is located, can they be qualified to be its spokesman.


    Therefore, the zombie Lord didn''t kill Tang fan when he was suppressed, but just wanted to subdue Tang fan.


    But unexpectedly, Tang fan was so tenacious that he failed to surrender repeatedly, which made the zombie Lord angry and more satisfied.


    Constantly enhance their own breath, the rolling magic power rolled away, even condensed into one, all pressed on Tang fan.


    For a moment, Tang fan''s pressure doubled. Tang fan only felt dizzy, as if he was going to lose consciousness.


    This magic power is really too fierce, powerful and terrible.


    Tang fan only felt that he was like the fire of a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time. His spiritual power was constantly suppressed and consumed, and became less and less. If he continued like this, he might die soon.


    However, even in the face of this dilemma, Tang fan has no regret in his heart. He regrets that he chose to enter here.


    Because entering here is a matter of time, the difference is only sooner or later, and there is no big difference between entering earlier and entering later.


    When he comes here in the future, his strength is more powerful. Yes, but at the same time, the demons will become more powerful, and the zombie Lord will naturally become more powerful.


    We must not take chances. In any case, we must resist and never give in.


    The last thought, like a ray of fire shining in the dark, is persistence and hope.


    However, this magic power is too strong, as if it comes from endless rolling, like an endless tide.


    Tang fan''s consciousness is like a boat on the stormy sea, which can be crushed at any time.


    At this time, the demon code of the dead, which had not been moving, seemed to feel Tang fan''s powerful idea of survival, Tang fan''s unyielding and persistence, and the fire of the soul that was about to perish.


    With a buzzing sound, it vibrated away from the void.


    Zombie Lord Huo Ran was surprised, and the surging magic power suddenly gave a meal, as if it had solidified in an instant.


    The buzzing sound seemed to ring from the depths of the soul and from the void outside the sky and from the abyss. It was mysterious and unpredictable. However, both Tang fan and the zombie Lord felt it.


    Immediately, a bright golden light, with cold and emptiness, appeared on Tang fan''s head. The buzzing voice suddenly became strong, spilled a piece of gold and turned into a Book: the devil''s code of the dead.


    "It''s the devil''s code... This breath... It''s the devil''s code of the dead!" there was a kind of shock and shock in the voice of the zombie Lord, and there seemed to be a surprise that there was no place to find in broken iron shoes.


    "Ha ha..." the fierce and domineering laughter made the zombie Lord rampant and uncut: "I didn''t expect to see the Necromancer''s book in this low level. As long as I get the Necromancer''s book and get its power, I can... Ha ha..."


    What can be? The zombie Lord didn''t say it, but one thing is certain that the demon code of the dead must play a great role for it. Otherwise, it won''t be so surprised and so impolite.


    "The Necromancer''s book is mine." the voice of the zombie Lord, in addition to being overbearing, violent and bloodthirsty, showed strong greed and completely wanted to possess the Necromancer''s book.


    Immediately, I just felt the towering magic power, retreated one after another, took time and returned to the zombie Lord.


    Then, a lot of dark magic gas quickly gathered and whirled like a vortex around the zombie Lord.


    Noumenon skill: Ghost claw.


    In the roar of attack, the zombie Lord raised his hand, opened his five fingers, twists and turns his joints, and looked forward, as if he had smashed the space in front.


    For a moment, I saw the dark magic gas rotating at a high speed like a vortex nebula, quickly gathered and gathered into a huge claw, silently and quickly rushed forward like a ghost, and one claw grabbed the dead demon code with golden light on Tang fan''s head.


    Although this grasp was silent, it revealed something strange everywhere. That kind of forest cold gas invaded the body, as if it could freeze people from the inside.


    The ghost''s claw is close to the Necromancer''s book. The big hand closes hard. As soon as you grasp it, you will grasp the Necromancer''s book.


    At this time, the golden light on the Necromancer''s book suddenly soared several times and became incomparably strong, like a hot sun, emitting a fiery and violent light. In this fiery rage, it also revealed cold and emptiness. It was a mysterious and unpredictable supreme breath, as if in charge of life and death.


    Under the counterattack of the Necromancer''s book, the huge palm of the ghost''s claw was suddenly bounced away.


    The zombie Lord snorted angrily, stretched out his palm and suddenly shook it with force. In a moment, the ghost''s claw moved again and suddenly grabbed it at the demon code of the dead.


    He did his best to catch it.


    However, this ghost claw can grasp the mysterious and unpredictable power of the demon code of the dead.


    The golden light is great, blazing as if it turned into ashes and became dim. The feeling of cold and emptiness suddenly increased several times. A breath of death filled the air and opened, and the vicissitudes of the sea and the earth were endless.


    In this golden, with a little gray light, it impacted again and directly bombarded the ghost''s claws.


    Click, click, there was a broken sound like glass. As soon as it was impacted by the golden and gray light, the ghost claw suddenly gave a meal. Immediately, like porcelain being knocked, cracks appeared one after another, quickly spread away, and then pieces were broken.


    The ghost''s claw was broken, and the zombie Lord''s arm shook unconsciously. He only felt that a mysterious force directly acted on his arm through the void, and quickly mobilized his own energy to disperse it, but he was full of vigilance. (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters and support the author and genuine reading!)