Nightmare Card House

Joyce thought, curled his lips, he felt that Fang Tian was really too lazy, he was simply a life mentor.

Fang Tian didn't understand Joyce's thoughts, he just tried to integrate into the performance of the undead music.

From the initial awkwardness to the gradual adaptation later.

In just a few minutes, Fang Tian was already familiar with the rhythm of the whole piece of music.

Mixed in so many spiritual powers, Fang Tian's energy was not outstanding, but it could also play a significant role.

Now that the correctness of the music has been verified and it has been fully recorded, Fang Tian is not going to continue to help these undead wizards work for nothing.

After all, he is still preparing to save his spiritual power for the final counterattack.

Just when Fang Tian was about to launch the music performance, suddenly, Fang Tian's heart jumped slightly.

It seems that something went wrong.

Why did the spiritual power fluctuations in the sea of ​​consciousness change?

Fang Tian was greatly surprised. The sea of ​​consciousness is the origin of the origin. Once there is a problem, it is not a fun thing. He immediately sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Plop! Plop!"

Is it it? !

After sinking into the sea of ​​consciousness, Fang Tian immediately discovered that the source of the fluctuation was the eyeball in his mind!

The eyeball was emitting strange fluctuations in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Maybe the previous undead music stimulated the eyeball, and the eyeball also danced with the music.

Fang Tian clearly noticed that the mental power fluctuations played by the eyeball in the sea of ​​consciousness had slight changes.

The music has been changed? !

Not only Fang Tian, ​​but also the undead mages who were playing the music in the sea of ​​consciousness, on the undead wasteland, frowned.

Just now, a force forcibly wanted to take over the control of the performance of the undead prelude.

So strange! Who is that person?

This power is very strange, and the fluctuation of that power is not weak.

Mr. Gu was slightly angry.

Which junior is making trouble? So ignorant?

If we forcefully fight for the master control at this time, it may cause the entire undead chapter to be interrupted. At that time, the entire undead creatures will be stimulated and their pressure will increase greatly.

The other undead mages who control the undead music also realized this problem.

Several high-level undead mages opened their eyes and did not speak in unison, but exchanged glances with each other.

"Could it be the new little ghosts trained by the Mage Association?"

The middle-aged man who proposed to select the candidates before asked in confusion.

The old man shook his head. The mental power was hidden in so many people, and even he could not distinguish it.

"The little ghosts nowadays are really unreliable." The middle-aged man looked unhappy and snorted, "If he causes trouble, I will never let him go."

After a few seconds of stalemate, Mr. Gu took the lead in giving up the master control of the music after finding that the other party did not retreat at all.

The opponent was extremely tough. With their strength, they could not defeat him. However, if they continued to fight, the whole piece of music would collapse due to the competition for the control position, and the whole team would be in crisis.

This was what they did not want to see.

"Forget it, give those backups a chance."

Although he was unhappy, he still made concessions for the sake of the overall situation.

Everyone had already tacitly agreed that the one who had just fought with them for the control of the music was a young man from the Undead Mage Association.

After all, among those people, only the young people trained by the Mage Association had such strength.

As he spoke, another person also withdrew from the competition and handed over the control of the music to the other party.

"Tsk, arrogant kid."

After giving up the control, another seventh-level magician was obviously very unhappy.

"Forget it, young man, it's normal to be a little arrogant. Now is not the time to be angry. We will do our best to help." The old man decided to consider the overall situation.

Although everyone was unhappy, they all closed their eyes slightly and controlled their mental power to continue playing.

After all, they had changed their leader, and they needed to concentrate and get familiar with each other's rhythm again.

Unconsciously, Joyce, who was just playing by the wayside, helped Fang Tian take a huge blame.

However, the performance lasted only half a minute, and the few people who had been complaining just now stopped talking.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, full of suspicion.

The other people also opened their eyes one by one, and each of them had a strange look on his face.

It was so strange!

It wasn't that there was a problem, but that the mental power that came out of nowhere was really good. He actually successfully sorted out the mental power of everyone, like pulling out silk from a cocoon, integrating the mental power of everyone together to form a gorgeous piece of music, and even kicked out some "troublesome" mental power from it.

Although the number of people performing decreased, the effect was several times higher than just now.

"Where did this brat come from? I underestimated him." Although the middle-aged man was unhappy, he was still very convinced of those who were truly capable. As he spoke, he looked in the direction where the mental power came from. Unfortunately, there were too many people over there, all crowded in the pile of bones, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The old man nodded, and his tone was somewhat relieved, "The Mage Association has trained several good newcomers this generation."

Several people also echoed a few words. After all, under the suppression of the Holy Court in recent years, the whole undead department is not having a good time. Even a few old immortals can't even find a successor. It's not easy to find a few talented people. Yes, as soon as I heard about the undead system, it was like seeing a ghost, and I immediately ran away.

While they were agreeing, the expressions of several people changed at the same time.

The middle-aged man even cursed angrily: "You brave brat! He's playing with fire!"

At this time, Fang Tian, ​​who was in the sea of ​​consciousness, also broke into a cold sweat.

The eyeball's initiative to take control of the music just now had already frightened him. After finally getting over this hurdle, several senior necromancers on the other side graciously gave up control. They thought they could wait quietly for him to finish playing. He could have run away, but he didn't expect that when the performance ended, the rhythm of the study changed and he actually started playing again.

Moreover, it is a piece of music that has changed its key!

Is this eyeball crazy or something?

Fang Tian wanted to stop, but found that the sea of ​​consciousness was already churning, and he could not stop this performance at all. What was even more troublesome was that this new chapter was extremely draining of mental energy, and the mental energy in the sea of ​​consciousness was quickly drained away.

As the master of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, he had no choice but to watch this eyeball perform a solo.

At this time, Fang Tian had no choice but to pray for change.

The combination of the original movement can have an impact on the undead creatures, and I hope that the new movement after the change of tone can also have some effect on the undead creatures.