Necromancer Doomsday Walk

Spiritual shock is a skill at the spiritual level. It has a certain curse effect and is somewhat different from spiritual skills.

Of course, in the eyes of people who don't know the goods, they are the same, but in the eyes of people who really understand, they can tell the difference.

I don't know how much time has passed. Tang Fan, immersed in the sea of ​​spirit, couldn't feel the passage of time.

Suddenly, he felt as if there was a vibration, and Derek's voice also sounded at the same time: "Master, we have reached the bottom of the magma ocean."

Fan broke away from the spiritual sea, opened his eyes and looked a little stunned.

Because outside the transparent bubbles, you can no longer see the bright red color of the magma ocean before, but a deep color that is so red that it turns purple and turns black, and the black color contains red.

Threads are entangled.

"This is..." Tang Fan was very shocked. This color appears because the accumulated precipitation of magma has been compressed to a certain extent, which means that the temperature of the magma here is higher than the temperature of the surface of the magma ocean.

More than a hundred times more.

At such a temperature, even the terrifying demons at the peak of the holy level would be reduced to ashes in an instant.

Even if Tang Fan had a holy body, in a place like this, he would be burned and completely reduced to ashes in less than a few seconds.

I have to say that the Grimoire of the Dead is magical. Although its power may not be able to defeat a powerful demon at the peak of the Holy Order, it can still withstand such a high temperature.

"Master, this is 10,000 meters under the magma ocean. The pressure is too high and the temperature is too high. The protection power of the Grimoire of the Dead is limited and cannot last for long. Therefore, the master must leave as soon as possible." Derek's voice sounded again.

"Derek, how long can the protective power of the Grimoire of the Dead last?" Tang Fan's expression condensed and he asked quickly.

This cannot be done carelessly. After all, this place is 10,000 meters under the magma ocean. Not only is the pressure extremely high, but the temperature is also extremely high.

Think about it, even for ordinary water, the pressure of 10,000 meters is very terrifying. What's more, magma, a substance that is many times more viscous than water, is even more terrifying. It almost condenses into

It's solid.

Here, despite being protected by the power of the Grimoire of the Undead, Tang Fan still felt a little creepy. He was worried that once the protection time expired, he would be completely exposed here and die.

"One hour, Master," Derek said.

"An hour." Tang Fan pondered for a moment: "Derek, remind me in half an hour."

"Yes, Master."

Immediately, Tang Fan began to search under the magma ocean.

But soon, Tang Fan discovered that his mental power could not be released, and his vision was blocked. There was nothing he could do here.

"Derek, can you search here?" Tang Fan could only ask, feeling quite helpless.

"Leave it to me, Master." Derek said with a weird smile.

Immediately, after a while, Derek's voice sounded again: "Master, there is something below and to your left."

As he spoke, the transparent bubble that wrapped Tang Fan extended to the left, as if it turned into a transparent palm. He grabbed it at the lower left side and quickly retracted it. Tang Fan saw an irregular block the size of a pigeon egg.

shape object.

This lump was a bright red color, somewhat similar to a flame gem, but from time to time, wisps of black and red flashed across the surface, and Tang Fan could not feel any power flowing from it.

Tang Fan didn't feel the slightest ripple from this crystal, not even a hot ripple.

He stretched out a finger and tried to touch it, but was stunned, because the crystal felt a cold touch. Immediately, Tang Fan held the entire crystal, and the cold touch immediately spread.

It opened and spread throughout the palm of my hand.

"What exactly is this thing? It's so weird. It can be intact in the magma ocean 10,000 meters below. Moreover, it doesn't have any burning smell at all. Instead, it has a cold touch, and I can't feel the slightest wave of power in it.

What on earth is it?" Tang Fan secretly wondered.

"Master, this kind of crystal is the crystallization of magma power formed by the compression of magma under the magma ocean for thousands of years." Derek said: "The reason why you can't feel the power in it is because, master, you are too strong.

Weak."

"My strength is too weak?" This was the first time Tang Fan heard this comment.

"Yes, Master, this kind of crystal is called the Flame Divine Crystal. Only strong men at the demigod level and true god level can absorb the power in it. Moreover, this kind of sacred crystal will also be used as currency for transactions by the demigod and true god powerhouses.

." Derek said.

"The Flame Divine Crystal...the powerful demigod...the powerful true god...no wonder..." Tang Fan flashed a wry smile.

Indeed, for the powerful demigods and even the powerful true gods, he is indeed a weak one, that's right.

However, this flame crystal is a good thing, even though it is not used now.

"Master, the Flame Divine Crystal has different levels. This is just an elementary Flame Divine Crystal." Derek said again.

"Whether it's elementary or intermediate, as long as it's a good thing, Derek, keep looking." Tang Fan directly put the Flame God Crystal into the space ball and said.

"As you command, my master," Derek said.

Immediately, Tang Fan slowly started searching 10,000 meters below the magma ocean, and not long after, he found another flame crystal.

Of course, in a place like this, Tang Fan's own strength is too weak and he can only rely on the Grimoire of the Undead and Derek, so the progress is relatively slow.

And Tang Fan didn't like this feeling either.

He had always been in control and took the initiative, but this time, he felt powerless.

Nothing can be done!

"Strength is far from enough. We must improve even more."

"Just let Derek search for it, and I will concentrate on meditating and tempering my mental strength."

As time passed, Tang Fan completely entered a meditative state and forgot everything else.

"Master, we're here in half an hour."

Suddenly, Derek's voice sounded in his soul.

"Oh, half an hour has passed." Tang Fan only felt that it was just a moment: "Derek, he should be leaving."

"Yes, Master." Derek said.

"Let's go."

Then, Tang Fan quickly headed upward, extremely fast. The higher up, the less pressure the transparent bubbles bear, and naturally, the longer the duration will be. ro!.