The cold and cold breath began to rage in this storage room. The central area was where the undead had just crawled out of the oil painting. Judging from the undead's posture, it should have been an ice-type magician during his lifetime, and the level must be not low, because this is no longer the kind of trembling feeling that ordinary ghosts can bring to people. His appearance brought real coldness to the surroundings. Xiao Xuan even noticed that the surrounding ice-type elements suddenly became very excited, and the ice-type elements around the entire manor were spontaneously gathering here quickly, as if a group of soldiers had found their commander and couldn't hurry to report and obey the order.

The body of the undead is a bit illusory. It looks like an old man with a vicissitudes of age and a little hunched. Moreover, the old man's eyes are filled with a look of resentment. Anyway, the undead creatures Xiao Xuan saw are basically all of them with deep grudges, as if all living people owe them a lot of things.

In fact, the same is true. Without the support of resentment, the dead will not be able to preserve their own body at all. Therefore, the kind of ghosts mentioned in many monster novels, they either reincarnate or disappear directly after they die. The reason is that they lose the resentment that supports them to continue to stay in the world, and they can only disappear because of this, and the dust returns to the dust.

Of course, the undead that exists based on the resentment is considered the lowest-level way of existence, and some more advanced ways of existence are actually familiar, which is equivalent to "sword spirit" and "sword spirit". The souls of certain creatures are sealed in weapons and allow them to coexist directly with weapons. At this time, even if the resentment dissipates, these weapons will not disappear because of this.

However, this old man should have been an ice-type magician during his lifetime, not a undead magician like Xiao Xuan, so he could not use a higher-level method to survive. However, the problem arises. Since he is not a undead magician, how did the old man keep himself "surviving" until now? Moreover, after he came out of the painting, he was able to use ice-type magic, which retained his ability during his lifetime, which is very strange. At least, Xiao Xuan has paid attention to this place in his heart.

"Hehe, little baby, what family of magician are you? It doesn't matter if you don't say it. Anyway, no matter which family of magician you are, I must suck your blood dry."

The old man of the dead said with a gloomy face, and his hands slowly raised, and it started to snow in the storage room, and the temperature suddenly dropped more. However, it seemed that Charlie had received special care. He just felt a little cold there, but there was not much problem yet.

"I'm so cold, so cold, I can't stand it anymore." Ye Xuan could no longer support this temperature. She squatted on the ground and hugged her body, trembling, her lips were already white, obviously she was almost unable to stand it anymore, and she was even at the point where she was about to faint. It can be seen that the temperature in the storage room is so low now.

Because Xiao Xuan was wearing a mage robe, the mage robe was indeed very magical. Not only could it change the style of clothes, but it also had a good effect of keeping cold and insulating heat. So although he felt cold, he was still within his tolerance range, but his face was a little bad. If he kept frozen like this, not to mention that Ye Xuan would definitely be frozen to death, and his body would also have problems.

Xiao Xuan began to recite the spell. Seeing this scene, the old man in the dead laughed contemptuously and said:

"This area is filled with my husband's ice-type elements. Any other element will be suppressed and isolated here. You cannot cast any other magic, unless you are an ice-type magician like me, but what I am most afraid of is ice-type magic. Haha, give up resisting, let me suck your blood dry, the girl beside you, Raf, I can make the decision to let her have a way out!"

When Baron Charlie heard his great-grandfather's words, he had a strange look in his eyes. His personal maid who had just been pregnant for him was actually only seventeen years old. He had a very special plot for such a younger girl. Although Ye Xuan is an Asian girl, she is also very young and beautiful. He is very willing to try it once.

"Oh, is that?" Xiao Xuan raised his head and exposed his face from the brim of the mage's robe. At this moment, a faint light flashed in his eyes, full of weirdness, and the environment around him seemed to have become much darker suddenly, as if all the light around him was swallowed up automatically.

"Huh? This kind of aura is so familiar... Yes..." The old man of the undead let out a surprise. He seemed to be remembering something, but he continued to control the ice element to suppress the place. He believed that Xiao Xuan, who was only at the level of an apprentice magician, could not make any waves in front of him. A little magician of this level was an ant-like existence in his eyes during his lifetime. Even a hundred years after his death, he was actually similar to an ant, and he still had the ability to crush them!

For the past century, the old man of the undead has been relied on absorbing the blood of a boy every three months to maintain his activity and existence. However, it is the blood of the magician that can further solidify his soul. However, since he died and became a dead soul, his family has completely escaped from the magician realm. It is no problem to get some ordinary people to kill him and give him some blood, but it is difficult to get a magician. This time, a magician finally came to his door. How could the old man of the undead let him go?

However, when the faint light in Xiao Xuan's eyes became brighter and brighter, the old man of the undead finally realized something was wrong, and his expression gradually showed a look of surprise, and the surprised expression quickly changed into a look of horror:

"You are... undead magic... how is it possible? You only have the level of a savage of a trainee magician on you, how can you cast undead magic! This! Impossible!"

"You know, it's too late. If you don't come out by yourself, I can't detect you, but this time, you bumped into it yourself, no wonder I was.

Beginner Magic Chain of the Undead!”

Xiao Xuan's voice began to become a little hollow. However, after he finished pronunciating his spell, a phantom appeared behind him. The phantom was three meters tall, holding a sickle in his right hand and a chain in his left hand. At this moment, the phantom moved. He waved his arms suddenly, and the chain flew directly to the old man of the undead in the air, directly ignoring the suffocating ice element barrier around him. This is the most terrifying place in the undead magic.

Almost instantly, the "body" of the old man who was undead was locked by a circle of chains. The ice elements around him instantly dissipated and the temperature began to rise immediately. Ye Xuan, who had been so cold that she almost fainted, finally breathed a sigh of relief and quietly felt the rising temperature around her. She just felt that she was about to be frozen to death. That feeling was really bad.

"How is it possible? How can you cast undead magic? Could it be, damn, are you hiding your own breath? You are definitely not an ordinary trainee magician, damn, damn!"

The old man of the undead was screaming and cursing, and at this time, the chains tied to him began to emit a curse-like aura, which was no less than sticking a red-hot iron directly onto a person's skin, pain, pain, extreme pain.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" The old man of the undead screamed, and his soul began to tremble, as if he could collapse at any time.

Seeing this scene, Baron Charlie was almost scared to the ground. Why was his great-grandfather, who seemed to be omnipotent, suddenly fell down by the young man in front of him? He even helped his great-grandfather plot against him. Will the other party let him go? Baron Charlie knew that for people of the other party's level, killing his whole family was an extremely simple thing. People like them would not be bound by secular laws at all. Secular laws were just waste paper for them.

Xiao Xuan walked step by step towards the shining soul body on the ground, and in his palm was a dark flame. This was the flame of the undead, specially used to burn souls, and it was the nemesis of any soul creature!

Feeling the breath of the undead flame, the old man of the undead completely collapsed. The strange chain had almost disintegrated his soul body. If the undead flame was added, he would immediately dissipate between heaven and earth, without even a trace of residue left.

"Master, please spare me, please spare me, please spare me, please free me, please free me..." The old man of the undead began to pray constantly.

"You just said that you want to suck my blood." Xiao Xuan's voice could not hear any emotion, but his indifference was revealed. He didn't mind waving his hand and sending the dead old man a horrible ending.

"That's my fault, that's my fault. As long as the tutor lets me go, I'm willing to tell the tutor a secret. That secret is why the soul of my ice magician, who can survive here for hundreds of years, and can also use magic."

Just as the old man of the dead finished speaking, the Lord's prompt sound rang in Xiao Xuan's mind:

"【Hidden Mission】: Find the bones of the undead magician; after the mission is successful, you will be rewarded with one F-level plot, with a reward of 3,000 points."

——Separation line—

Thanks to Hibernation Luo Shen for his great rewards and encouragement!
Chapter completed!