Necromancer Doomsday Walk

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The two fallen demons who were happily chasing Wang Meng had no idea that someone else would suddenly attack them. The scimitar was so sharp that they couldn't stop it at all.

With two hisses, Tang Fan quickly turned around and killed two sinking demons with his scimitar. Before he could absorb their soul power, the elite sinking demons had already let out an angry roar and charged forward.

The roll on the spot was not as smooth as expected. Tang Fan's body suddenly tilted and fell to the other side, but he just happened to avoid the charge of the elite Sinking Demon.

"Oh, it turns out I'm still carrying a backpack." Only now did Tang Fan notice that he had been carrying it on his back since he left home. Although it was not light, it was not a burden to him, so he never paid attention to it.

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It turned out that he had been fighting with this thing on his back before. He quickly stood up and retreated, taking off his backpack and throwing it at the Elite Sinking Demon. Tang Fan took the opportunity to rush forward, and when he was close to the Elite Sinking Demon, he suddenly moved sideways, struck, and slashed.

Thrust.

The tip of the knife broke through the air, and a cold star flew away.

The Elite Sinking Demon's ax blade slashed, the backpack was immediately cut in half, the mineral water bottle broke, the water spilled, and there were beef jerky biscuits and the like.

Seizing this momentary opportunity, Tang Fan accurately stabbed the body of the elite Sinking Demon with his scimitar. The tip of the knife directly broke through the outer skin, which was tougher than that of ordinary Sinking Demons, and penetrated into the inside, causing blood beads to seep out.

Wang Meng suddenly rose up from behind the elite Sinking Demon, holding the Sinking Demon machete tightly with both hands, and slashed at the elite Sinking Demon's head like it was breaking the world.

This knife cut down and hit the target immediately. The blade broke through the skin and struck directly on the skull. It actually made the sound of gold and iron chopping stone.

The elite Sinking Demon was instantly injured in two places by accident, which made it even more furious. It swung its ax, strong winds blew, and the terrifying ax blade struck Tang Fan with the aura of death.

This ax was faster than before. Tang Fan was retreating, but still a little slower. Tang Fan could be sure that the ax blade was very sharp, no worse than the scimitar in his hand, because he had experienced it personally.

Just by wiping the edge, Tang Fan's clothes were immediately torn without any hindrance. His skin felt cold and painful. There was a clear wound from top to bottom, at least ten centimeters long, and blood flowed out immediately.

Tang Fan gritted his teeth in pain. He felt the wound was burning and had a cold numbness, as if there were many ants biting it. It was very uncomfortable.

"Damn it, ten knives on you are not enough for you. Fortunately, I hid quickly, otherwise I would have confessed here." Tang Fan, who has always rarely used foul language, cursed, regardless of whether this elite fallen demon understood it or not.

Wang Meng was a little dazed. He used all his strength with this sword. He originally thought that even if he couldn't kill the demon, he would at least seriously injure it. However, he didn't expect that it was only a minor injury. It didn't seem to have much impact. Damn it, what happened?

What is it.

Tang Fan was angry. He killed so many fallen demons without getting hurt. However, when he killed this one, he not only killed the only poor skeleton warrior, but also injured himself.

Elite, what kind of bullshit elite, I will chop you to death.

The furious Tang Fan did not retreat, with a fierce look on his face, holding a scimitar in both hands, and rushed forward suddenly.

The elite fallen demon also yelled, swinging its ax as if two armies were facing off against a general in ancient times.

Tang Fan was furious, but his fighting power increased but he did not lose his mind. He used his hands to block the ax that was coming. The combined strength of both arms would not be less than the strength of one hand.

With just a slight deflection, the sharp scimitar immediately thrust forward, like a wolf's fang, and penetrated into one of the elite Sinking Demon's eyes with a hiss.

It screamed, and just as it was swinging the ax to chop it down, Tang Fan suddenly raised its foot and kicked it out hard. The elite fallen demon retreated, and the scimitar pulled out its eye, with one eyeball hanging on the tip of the knife.

, the rich and smelly blood flowed out from one eye of the elite fallen demon regardless.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Meng slashed at the elite Sinking Demon again. This time, he already knew that the demon's head was hard, so he slashed at its neck.

The machete was immediately stuck on his neck, and the elite Sinking Demon's momentum was greatly reduced due to two injuries. It lost one eye, and its judgment ability also declined. Tang Fan rushed forward again, and the first knife struck at the ax in the Sinking Demon's hand.

, slashed it open, and with the second knife, stabbed the elite Sinking Demon's eyeball again.

With his two eyes crippled, this elite fallen demon was left to be slaughtered, and his throat was pierced to death in a few strokes.

Tang Fan gasped for air. He was injured and exploded in anger. He fought like a tiger with all his strength to fight against the elite Sinking Demon. He finally killed it with the help of Wang Meng, but he was very tired, extremely tired. All the muscles in his body ached, as if

It looked like it had been ravaged by elephants.

Holding a scimitar, Tang Fan walked to the body of the elite Sinking Demon and used Soul Drain to absorb the soul of the Elite Sinking Demon.

In an instant, after the soul of the elite fallen demon was purified and absorbed, Tang Fan felt his eyebrows suddenly jump, his spiritual sea shook, and a strong storm rolled up. For a moment, he seemed to have some kind of enlightenment, and suddenly before his eyes

A golden light was revealed.

In a daze, Tang Fan seemed to be standing in a deep universe. A golden light appeared from the vast void like a divine power, fell straight down from the sky, and enveloped his whole body.

In an instant, it was more than ten times more refreshing than being soaked in a hot spring and having his whole body massaged by countless tender hands. He was so ecstatic that Tang Fan felt like he was about to fly.

But to outsiders, they saw a strange book that suddenly appeared and flew to the top of Tang Fan's head, scattering a golden light. Wang Meng and Wu Lida, who was secretly hiding at the entrance of the stairs to peek, were shocked to see,

The wounds on Tang Fan's body healed in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace at all.

Wang Meng was shocked and immediately looked thoughtful, while Wu Lida stared at the book above Tang Fan's head with a greedy look on his face and secretly went upstairs.

This feeling of comfort seemed to have lasted for tens of millions of years, and it seemed to have only lasted for a moment. When the golden light disappeared and Tang Fan woke up, he understood that he had upgraded.

"Tang Fan: Necromancer, Level 2."

It was really not easy. I finally upgraded. Tang Fan couldn't help but burst into tears. Thinking back on the difficult fight, it was really hard to kill so many demons before he could upgrade.

At the same time, the Grimoire of the Undead automatically fell, and Tang Fan reached out to catch it. When he saw Wang Meng's expression at this time, he thought of something and couldn't help but cursed: "Why, how could this happen?"