Nightmare Card House

Although he already knew what the force that dominated the music was doing, Gutou had no choice but to be dragged down.

The middle-aged man even cursed and could only follow the infusion into the spiritual music.

"Damn it! Is it that brat!?"

However, what is surprising is that the whole movement was played extremely smoothly, as if it was made by nature, and it seemed that it was not deliberately messed up.

Is this a special piece of music?

The ancient head suddenly had some kind of enlightenment, and the guidance of the followers' spiritual power began to integrate into it.

As the performance gradually deepened, Gutou's expression became more solemn.

This is definitely no ordinary sheet music!

With the guidance of the dominant spiritual force, the performance gradually reached a climax.

At the moment when the rising tone reaches its highest level, a dark ripple visible to the naked eye spreads out from the center.

The ripples spread across the barren sea of ​​bones!

All the skeletal creatures disintegrated the moment they touched the ripples, scattering into skeletal fragments on the ground.

At almost the same moment, the performance stopped abruptly!

All the players participating in the Overture of the Dead opened their eyes suddenly.

The same goes for Fang Tian. He was ejected from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Damn it!

Fang Tian groaned, his face turned pale instantly, his body swayed a few times, and he barely stood still.

This is the self-protection of the Sea of ​​Consciousness. Because the mental power of the Sea of ​​Consciousness was too consumed, Fang Tian was forcibly expelled from the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and the performance stopped immediately.

After quickly sensing the situation in the sea of ​​consciousness, Fang Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, the eyeball in the sea of ​​consciousness finally stopped, and it did not suffer any major backlash, just some shocks.

Fang Tian took a deep breath and looked around.

Only then did he realize that due to the performance of the segment just now, a large area of ​​​​the sea of ​​bones of the undead that was originally densely packed all around had been cleared.

Is this the power of this new undead chapter?

Did you do it yourself?

Fang Tian couldn't believe it.

No, to be precise, it was the eyeball in the sea of ​​consciousness that did it!

But why can he do this?

Fang Tian's heart moved, and the piece of music just now seemed to be clearly engraved in his mind.

It was quite powerful, but it was a pity that he had only played less than a quarter of the climax of the entire movement, and all his mental energy had been consumed in it.

"Tch, this deal is really a huge loss!"

Fang Tian murmured secretly. He originally thought of using these necromancers as consumables to enter the center of the desolate land so that he could preserve his strength. Unexpectedly, the eyeball in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly did something, and instead destroyed his spirit. I lost all my strength.

"Hey, Fang Tian, ​​what's wrong? You don't seem to look well."

Joyce didn't know what had just happened. He was still confused when he saw the nearby undead creatures exploded due to the influence of the chapter.

Damn it!

Fang Tian suffered a secret loss, but he couldn't admit that he did it, so he could only roll his eyes silently in his heart, but said, "I don't know, I just felt that someone was controlling the music, and also manipulated the music." Edit, the sea of ​​consciousness has suffered some backlash, just take a rest, it won’t be a problem.”

"Manipulated the music? And modified it?" Joyce looked in disbelief, "Is it so powerful? Which undead master did it?"

Fang Tian curled his lips, "How do I know?"

Mr. Gu and several other sixth- and seventh-level necromancers were also interrupted from the music just now.

Opening their eyes, everyone frowned when they saw the scene around them.

After a moment, Mr. Gu let out a long sigh, "The future life is terrible."

Another necromancer echoed: "It's a pity that the kid's mental power is not enough to support the interpretation of the entire chapter. Otherwise, a larger area can be cleared by relying on the power of mental fluctuations."

"I don't know which kid did it." The middle-aged man licked his lips and scanned the crowd behind him, as if looking for something among them. "Let me catch him."

"Forget it." The old man waved his hand to stop the middle-aged man and said, "Since the other party doesn't want to show up, there is a reason. Besides, now is not the time. This chapter is not something ordinary young people can do. Most of them It was taught by his mentor.”

After thinking about it, a few people realized that this was also the case. How could such a high-level chapter be written by someone who did not have an in-depth study of the undead system? Perhaps, that was a highly respected undead Dharma God.

In short, they are sure that it is impossible for a young man to compose this kind of chapter. After all, with the help of so many people, he can barely play less than a third of it, let alone write it. .

On the one hand, out of respect for the Dharma God, and on the other hand, because they did not dare to offend the Dharma God, they did not find the culprit of this matter.

Since the other party is unwilling to reveal his identity, why should he be such a villain? If the Dharma God is displeased, they will not be able to reap the consequences.

Finding the possible artifact is currently the top priority.

"Let's go, let's seize the time while we just cleared an area."

After that, Gutou took the lead and walked forward.

Before the new undead creatures gathered, everyone moved forward several times faster due to the lack of intrusion from the undead creatures.

Fang Tian himself did not realize that the piece of music played by everyone just now could play such a powerful role. The undead creatures within a radius of more than a thousand meters were actually swept away.

After rushing forward for five minutes, the skeleton creatures in front of him emerged again.

This time, Fang Tian was completely powerless.

All he could do now was to paddle with all his strength and try to speed up the recovery of his mental power.

The old man took the lead again and started playing the undead prelude.

But this time, without Fang Tian's presence, they had to fall into a tug-of-war again.

The only good news was that Fang Tian could feel that they were getting closer and closer to the position of that power.

Just a little bit!

It was just such a little distance, but the team was moving forward with great difficulty.

The old man felt a little sorry. They only got one-third of the chapter just now. They didn't have Fang Tian's ability to figure out the interpretation of the chapter. After all, Fang Tian had the help of the eyeball, and Fang Tian had thought about it several times at that time.

If he is given another chance, he will definitely do his best to remember that chapter, as much as he can remember!

Unfortunately, there is only one chance, and if you miss it, you miss it.

The mental power from before never appeared again.

After returning, you can ask indirectly.

Putting these thoughts aside for the time being, Mr. Gu controlled the overall rhythm of the prelude of the dead and spread the ripples as far as possible.