Chapter 117: Grafting the realm of the underworld
Electrolux ignored the walking zombie king and said to Beibei:
"Leave him alone for now."
"First graft his realm of underworld to your body."
Beibei pointed at herself in surprise.
"Me?"
"Teacher, am I the child of light you call me?"
"Is it really good to integrate the realm of the underworld and the afterlife?"
"Of course." Electrolux nodded affirmatively.
"I have been thinking hard for a long time, and I have tried my best, but I still can't figure out how to control the demiplane of the undead without letting you practice undead magic."
"But by chance, the shadow of the true light that you were born, and the realm of the underworld in your hands gave me an idea."
"With 'shadow' as the main body and the realm of the underworld as the bridge, you can use the realm of the underworld to display the various powers and powers of the demiplane of the undead without practicing undead magic."
"Okay." Beibei answered directly without thinking.
Electrolux looked at him in surprise.
"Why don't you ask me?"
"I will not teach you necromancy magic, but I will let you dominate the demiplane of the undead."
"Haha, I only know that the teacher must have something for me to do, and I will definitely not refuse." Beibei smiled calmly and fearlessly.
"That being the case, why bother asking more questions and wasting precious time and energy."
A gentle big hand patted his shoulder, and Electrolux opened his mouth slightly:
"There is indeed something that I need your help as a teacher, but not now. You are still lacking in strength now, and controlling the half plane of the undead is also of great benefit to you."
Even Teacher Yi was excited about the benefits, Beibei believed that they must be considerable.
Then, he turned the last part of his conversation to the messenger of death.
"What should he do?"
"Isn't the teacher going to use him to refine the Ten Thousand Soul Banner?"
"If the afterlife realm of the underworld is grafted onto my body, he will lose his immortality. I am afraid he will not meet the conditions to be the main soul of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, right?"
Hearing this, the Death Messenger also stared at Electrolux with longing eyes. Seeing that the other party's powerful ability was beyond comprehension and could even make people leave their original planes, he no longer dared to make any mistakes, and the barking was even more suppressed. Erase directly.
Blinking hard, hoping to squeeze out two "little pearls" and win sympathy.
The eyes full of soul seemed to say: You should let me be the main soul of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
Even living without freedom is better than dying, at least for him, that's the case.
Unfortunately, God always doesn't fulfill one's wishes, so Electrolux waved his hand.
"Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Xiao Dao'er."
"The demiplane of the undead created by my master has all the abilities of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and is even better."
Then, he gave the last bit of despair to the messenger of death.
"Don't worry, little guy, I have already thought about what kind of undead creature you will be made into."
Messenger of Death: "!!!"
He was about to speak, but found that he couldn't make any sound at all.
Even if the mouth is opened as wide as possible, it is still difficult to make that ugly drake sound.
Here, Beibei summoned the 'shadow', folded their heads and looked at each other, blinking at each other, like mirror images.
Beibei bowed his head to Shadow, who immediately nodded in response.
Dressed in black, with a hunting sound, he walked towards the direction of the word "Dui" that was already in the magic formation of the Death Messenger. Standing still, the runes of the magic circle appeared densely.
Eight of the rune chains passed through the eyebrows of the messenger of death, and his eyes suddenly became empty and blank, but the vitality did not dissipate. Instead, after the improvement of undead magic and the demiplane of the undead, it gradually transformed into the corpse energy of death.
The simple gray energy in the afterlife realm of the underworld swirls around the heavenly spirit that is poured into Shadow Beibei.
The gray world trembled, moving towards the direction with his body as the central heaven.
As soon as it coincides with it, the realm of the afterlife in the underworld immediately flourishes, gray energy spreads, and there seems to be a gray fog shadow in the infinite distance.
This is a sign that the realm has broken away from the plane's control and is completely open. The gray machine spreads and erodes to infinity.
But the shadow in the distance is not a manifestation of the opening of the realm, but an undead creature from the undead demiplane.
And they are not ordinary undead creatures, they are all high-level existences, leaders of various undead races, including the zombie king who fled in panic before.
Undead creatures are both undead and living creatures. In addition to being unable to violate the instructions of the master of the undead demiplane, they also have their own wisdom.
Crawling along the pile of mounds on the gray edge, even the undead knight dismounted his undead horse.
They haven't seen the undead master for many years, but their memories are still fresh in their minds.
Thinking back then, tons and tons of undead were transported to the demiplane of the undead and then transformed into undead creatures. It was really "magnificent".
Now that the Lord of the Undead has returned, I don’t know what will happen, so most of the high-level undead creatures have come.
However, after crawling for a certain distance, he stopped.
There were people blocking the way, a man and two women, who were Beibei's true form of light and the two ice and snow emperors.
The Zombie King was startled and hurriedly sent a message to several high-level undead creatures in the row, surprising them all.
"The Lord's closest minister!"
They all posted it one by one. For them, the man with the light attribute in front of them was equivalent to the emperor's close ministers, reaching directly to the heaven.
I can't help but lick it, ah no, it's a good relationship.
In fact, even without Beibei, the undead creatures would not move forward suddenly.
The two women in front of them have a power as deep as a prison, far superior to any of them. They are undead and stupid spirits.
For a time, the two parties maintained a dynamic balance.
Here they are "changing cups and drinking wine," but there are people outside who are extremely anxious.
Military tent in Mingdou Mountains.
"What?!"
"Sister Lexuan, how could you let Beibei go alone?"
"He has a high level of cultivation now, but he's not at the level where he can defeat invincible opponents all over the continent, right?!"
"What if there is an ambush by a titled evil soul master?"
"In case there is bad luck at the level of Xuan Lao..."
Zhang Lexuan's forehead was filled with black lines after hearing these words. You can't just hope that he will do better.
If it weren't for the fact that Ma Xiaotao was worried about Beibei, and if someone else spoke arrogantly and dared to cast a powerful spell at the level of Xuan Lao, she would definitely let him know why the flowers are so red.
Xuan Lao-level spells are passed down by word of mouth among students and are generally taboo spells.
Zhang Lexuan was the one who experienced it firsthand. After breaking through the eighth ring and absorbing the 100,000-year-old golden tortoise shell soul ring, she didn't need to hunt the soul beasts with the disciples in the inner courtyard, but at Beibei's signal, she still followed.
Fortunately, they followed. When the students were hunting several thousand-year-old soul beasts, a hundred-thousand-year-old beast king suddenly popped out.
But Xuan Lao, who acted as the protector of the Tao, happened to see the monkey wine hidden in a tree hole at this time. While filling the wine with a gourd, he used a small wooden stick to fight with the monkey king who was guarding it.
(End of chapter)