"No... Lord Xiu..."


    Wang BA''s soul sent out the last cry, just like a sad girl resisting the ravage of a strong and ferocious man. The voice was absolutely powerless. However, master Xiu had made up his mind not to give Wang Ba any chance. The last blow tore Wang BA''s soul and scared Wang BA''s real soul.


    Wang Ba, who fell on the ground and struggled constantly, stopped moving.


    They were slightly stunned and didn''t understand what had happened. Suddenly, a strange smell spread from Wang BA''s body, like a stream, but slowly expanded, like a river.


    "The smell is..."


    Tang fan was extremely shocked because he was so familiar with the smell emanating from Wang ba.


    No way, that''s the breath of the necromancer!


    Yes, the reason why Tang fan feels extremely familiar is that his own breath is similar to this. Of course, because of personal differences, the fluctuation of breath will be different, but it is definitely the same type of breath fluctuation.


    How is that possible?


    How could Wang BA''s body emit such a breath of death that only belongs to the necromancer? It''s so pure.


    What the hell happened?


    Just now, Tang fan felt that there was another wave of soul power from Wang Ba, which was very different from the wave of Wang BA''s own soul power, but Tang fan didn''t notice it for a while because it was very subtle and almost negligible.


    But now it seems that this change of Wang Ba should be related to the fluctuation of another soul force.


    So, whose is that wave of soul power?


    Is it really a Necromancer''s?


    At the thought of this, Tang fan''s heart trembled.


    That is not fear, not fear, but an emotion that is difficult to express clearly in words.


    How long, for several years? To survive in this occupied world, every day is like a month. For several years, it is like the vicissitudes of decades.


    From the beginning to now, Tang fan has seen countless people, but each one is either an ordinary person or a magic warrior, or a professional from the dark continent, including swordsmen, archers and magicians.


    However, he has never seen a necromancer other than himself. However, in the past, Tang fan has no feeling at all, but now he suddenly feels another breath fluctuation belonging to the necromancer, which is like seeing the same kind in the vast crowd. The sense of hope suddenly erupts from the bottom of his heart and is difficult to suppress.


    At this time, Wang Ba slowly stood up from the ground. As he stood up, the breath of death belonging to the necromancer became more and more strong, just like the water of a long river, rolling and surging in all directions.


    Tang fan also keenly caught that this breath of death was different from his own, with a kind of Yin cold and Sen cold.


    Then, Wang Ba looked up and Tang fan and others were shocked.


    At this time, Wang BA''s eyes completely turned white, and he couldn''t see the slightest black pupil. It was like a dead body for a long time. He was swept by such a pair of eyes. It was difficult for everyone to restrain. He just felt cold all over his body, and a chill invaded his whole body, as if he were dead.


    One after another swallowed their saliva hard. They found that such eyes were too terrible to describe, which directly aroused the fear in the bottom of their hearts. Subconsciously, they couldn''t help but withdraw a few steps back, but Tang fan stared at Wang Ba motionless and felt the difference carefully.


    Although it is as like as two peas, there are no identical leaves in the world, even if the leaves on the same tree appear to be the same shape, there are still subtle differences in their veins.


    Therefore, although the same necromancer also emits the fluctuation of death magic, Tang fan''s death magic may be due to the inheritance of the Necromancer''s code, which is much more pure than the fluctuation of Death Magic emitted by Wang BA at this time.


    However, Tang fan can also feel that the smell of Death Magic emanating from the king is stronger than himself, but he has no purity.


    Tang fan''s eyes stared at Wang Ba and was surprised to see Wang BA''s attributes at this time.


    "Wang BA (puppet): swallowed by the necromancer, the soul occupies the body, lv40."


    "It turned out to be a puppet occupied by his body." Tang fan suddenly realized.


    At this time, the skeleton king is still absorbing and digesting the magnificent soul fire of the war knife skeleton, which is transformed into a stream of soul force, which flows to the bones of the whole body. Where the soul force passes, the bones and bone armor on the skeleton king and the bone sickle in his hand are strengthened a little and become more powerful.


    "Jie... In the words of you people on earth, it''s really like stepping on iron shoes and finding nowhere. It takes no time to come..."


    Suddenly, Wang Ba opened his mouth, and there was a burst of laughter that seemed a little hoarse and cold, like a strong rough metal friction. The voice was extremely harsh and shocking.


    "The necromancer... Jie Jie Jie... Necromancer... Skeleton King... Jie Jie Jie... Everything will be mine..." Wang Ba said with hands and feet like crazy.


    But at this time, Tang fan turned a different mind. If the necromancer who occupied Wang BA''s body knew it, he didn''t know whether he would directly annoy it alive.


    "Devour Wang BA''s soul and occupy Wang BA''s body. At level 40, the necromancer pays most attention to spiritual power. The origin of the soul is also more powerful than other professions. This level 40 is a genuine level 40, which is definitely not comparable to the demon soul of level 40. If I kill him and absorb his soul power, my level will soar. I can go back with my current level If there is promotion, it can definitely soar to level 40 directly. As for breaking through level 40, it may not be possible. The space of the earth is not strong enough to bear the strength of level 40. "Tang fan thought to himself.


    "Skeleton King... I''ve been looking for skeleton king for hundreds of years, but I''ve never succeeded. I didn''t expect to meet a skeleton king here. Soon, this skeleton king will become mine. At that time, I will train it to be incomparably powerful and my strength will be greatly improved. Who else will be my opponent at that time, Jie......"


    As if in a dream, Wang BA was so excited that he seemed to be outlining a better future. There was no way. Who told him that the skeleton king he had always dreamed of appeared in front of him.