21-Emergence in the field of killing

Anyone in the world is destined to be full of tragic comedies all his life. Naturally, the fisherman who lays the net is no exception. When there are no fish in the net, he must be a cup, but if he catches a bumper harvest and cleans all the fish in the river in one fell swoop, it will be even more a cup.

At this time, Mo Fan was also full of glass. When he completely cleaned up the power of the disobedient dead in the space of consciousness, made a fortune, quickly supplemented the power of the weak dead, and stood at the peak of the end of the strongest, he realized a crucial key problem.

When Mo Fan absorbed all the forces of the dead in the consciousness space that symbolized the imminent emergence of the field of killing, he tragically found that he could not get out. The dark and invisible consciousness space sealed him.

At this time, Mo Fan seemed to be trapped in a closed cage by a giant beast. No matter how hard he struggled to roar, he still couldn't get out of it. Not to mention the open front door, there is no chance to climb the window!

After several attempts, he still stayed in the dark consciousness space. Mo Fan, who could not return to the body, was almost crazy and shook his clenched fists crazily.

If it weren't for the dark space of consciousness, you could certainly see that Mo Fan's pale oriental face was hung with a completely angry and ferocious expression.

Mo Fan was very angry at this time, because he couldn't figure out why his consciousness space would trap himself in this dead space. Is it because the soul bead is broken?

Thinking of this very possible possibility, Mo Fan was no longer so anxious and secretly wondered whether he should recondensate a new soul bead!

But the problem has appeared again. How should the soul beads condense? Mo Fan really doesn't know. After all, he can only be regarded as a half-way necromancer. Jon didn't tell him too much!

Thinking of these key issues, Mo Fan was even more angry. He clenched his fist angrily and screamed wildly, "Damn it! If Jon's old man had said a little more, I wouldn't have been so depressed and trapped in my own consciousness space now.

Although Jon has not clearly said whether his soul beads can condense again, this does not stop Mo Fan's determination to test. Instead of being trapped in this dead bird place, it is better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor and turn passive into active.

What's more, Mo Fan also knew very well that Jon had been hunted down by the Bright Holy See before, and when he fled crazily all over the world, he had also condensed his own soul beads. Since he can do it, why can't he test it himself? Try it and you won't get pregnant!

You can do whatever you want. Mo Fan's character has always been like this, and now he does not hesitate to control the power of the dead and begins to try to recondense his soul beads.

Because he doesn't know how the original soul bead was produced, Mo Fan can only release the pure power of the dead spirit according to his previous impression, trying to condense a green original soul bead again in the dark consciousness space.

Unfortunately, dreams are beautiful, but reality is often cruel. With weak dream wings alone, it can't hold up a heavy reality at all. It still needs unremitting efforts and persistent determination.

The result is self-evident. Mo Fan, who tried to condense his own soul beads again without any skills or experience, naturally failed in the end.

After all, the soul bead is involved in the original power of the undead family, and it is not easy to try, and you can peep into the mysteries of the simple things.

Although he suffered a cruel blow from reality, it made Mo Fan easily give up. On the contrary, this failure also aroused his great feat of eagerness to complete and recast his soul beads.

There is a saying that how can he see a beautiful rainbow without experiencing ups and downs? What's more, Mofan himself is not an easy-to-lose bastard, otherwise he could not have become a genius scientific research master known as a 'ghost' in his previous life.

Mo Fan did not accept defeat and tried again to use the power of the dead to condense his own soul beads. This time, he devoted himself to it and carefully sensed all the subtle details experienced in the whole process of cohesion.

Slowly, Mo Fan entered the state, and the big ball condensed by the power of the black dead began to change slightly.

The black ball condensed by the power of the dead was probably the size of a basketball. After Mo Fan's careful experience, it began to shrink slowly, and the color began to change slightly.

When the black ball condensed by the power of the dead gradually shrinks to the size of the soul beads, the outermost layer of black and dark coat gradually fades, just like a cocoon chrysalis that breaks into butterflies, emitting a red, turbulent and burning soul flame from the inside out.

Looking at the red soul fireball that appeared in the consciousness space like the morning sun, Mo Fan, who felt the change in it, was not happy, and his confidence increased greatly.

Maybe others don't know much about it, but Mo Fan, as a necromancer, is very clear that this round ball with red flames is definitely the most elementary necromancer who will have.

And the appearance of the red soul bead also proves that what Mo Fan has done before is right, so the next thing he needs to do is to continue to repeat the work he has done before on the basis of this soul bead, in short, to upgrade.

With the motivation, Mo Fan became more and more busy. The soul bead emitting red flames also began to change slowly again, gradually transforming towards orange, and then turning into golden yellow...

When the power of the dead spirit on Mo Fan's body was about to be exhausted, the light ball with dazzling golden light, symbolizing the soul of his life, finally evolved into a faint emerald green.

When he saw the light sphere emitting a faint emerald green, slowly turning into turquoise, and then turning into dark green, Mo Fan found that the power of his dead spirit had been exhausted.

And after the soul bead condensed by the power of the dead, and then lost the blessing of the power of the dead, finally stopped helplessly and stopped on the green.

And this hard-won blue-green soul bead also marks Mo Fan's undead cultivation at this time, and it also stops at the middle stage of the strongest, which is a big section less than the previous primary stage.

Although the necromancer's cultivation has dropped a lot as a result, Mo Fan is not frustrated by it. On the contrary, he is still very excited.

After all, Mo Fan completed the great feat of recasting the soul beads alone without anyone's experience.

You should know that when Jon, who was in trouble, recast his soul beads, even with the guidance of his predecessor's valuable experience, it took a lot of effort and finally got it.

In this regard, Mo Fan groped alone, so that the final success is indeed worth celebrating. Therefore, compared with completing a great feat, it is not a big deal to reduce the cultivation of the dead.

What's more, as long as Mo Fan enters the next level of the trial field, he can also get more compensation for these dead spiritual practices.

Although it consumes too much the power of the dead, Mo Fan's spirit is also really weak, but his pale cheeks inadvertently showed a pleasant expression.

Because when the green soul bead appeared and lit up the dark consciousness space again, Mofan's weak soul naturally broke through the temporary 'cage' and returned to the body again, and then felt the familiar breath of Jon's old man again.

It's just that at this time, the mutiny happened again. The soul bead, which consumed a lot of Mo Fan's painstaking efforts and finally condensed again, began to make some subtle changes again. The windless automatic and slowly rotated clockwise.

"What's going on? Did I fail again?" Mo Fan was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth and exclaimed. At the same time, his big egg-like eyes stared straight at the soul beads standing in the middle of the consciousness space and dancing.

The soul beads that emit green and dazzling light all over the body rotate faster and clockwise, gradually forming a circle emitting deep green light, as if it can devour everything.

With the acceleration of the rotation of the soul beads, the green whirlpool that followed also began to expand the area again. When the rotation speed of the soul beads reached a certain peak, the green whirlpool also covered the whole area of the vast space of consciousness, and Mofan naturally included in it.

"Boom!" Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the blue-green soul ball that had exhausted Mo Fan's painstaking efforts to condense suddenly burst again, but the circle of large whirlpool exuding strange green did not disappear.

Then the bright light of the green whirlpool shone, and Mo Fan could see very clearly that the sudden burst soul bead did not disappear.

It is fragmented and turned into debris. The overwhelming blue-green soul bead fragments still emit dazzling green light. With the violently rotating green vortex, it is like the bright and dazzling stars that exist in the cosmic galaxy.

"It's so beautiful!" Mo Fan stared at such a scene, and couldn't help exclaiming from the bottom of his heart. At this time, he suddenly found a more strange phenomenon.

The original symptoms of mental depression suddenly disappeared because of the exhaustion of the power of the dead. Mo Fan's tired and weak soul was filled with a familiar power again, and an indescribable subtle feeling kept flashing in his soul.

Just when Mo Fan was at a loss, the silent old man Jon suddenly appeared beside him. His slightly squint eyes were stunned, and then suddenly opened up, and his closed mouth trembled violently.

Jon, who was so shocked that his mouth could not close his mouth and his body trembled slightly, his wide open eyes stared straight at him. With the fragments of his own soul beads flying all over the sky in the green whirlpool, he stammered emotionally, "This, isn't this, isn't this the field of killing?"

At this time, Jon's old man was not alone. At this time, he looked more like an old pervert who had been holding back for a long time and finally saw the beautiful woman again. He couldn't wait to immediately turn him into a big white sheep and then decisively rushed to fight!