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Chapter 214: Imprint of the Undead

The speed was simply unbelievable, even faster than most land monsters. In the blink of an eye, it had already covered a distance of dozens of feet.

With a thought, Lin Zixuan transformed into a rainbow and chased after him.

"It's his mother-in-law. Fortunately, I am smart, otherwise, I would have died at the hands of that little brat." Two vine pillars, one behind the other, burst out at an astonishing speed. If anyone was here, they would be surprised.

, it turns out that even big trees can run like this.

Relying on the unique advantages of the terrain, even if Lin Zixuan flew at full speed, he was still thrown a long way away due to the tangled branches, and the distance was constantly expanding.

Under the night, one person and one tree chase each other, which is very dramatic, especially the giant tree, which looks back from time to time, as if to determine Lin Zixuan's position.

"Haha, how can a foreigner like you understand Grandpa Chun's spiral movements?" The big tree was so proud that its leaves rustled.

Lin Zixuan frowned slightly. The latter confused his perception by scratching circles. The densely packed giant trees around him were like a natural shelter. Among the thousands of trees, it was extremely difficult to find it, even though the tree kept running.

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"If I can grasp its walking trajectory and ambush it on the way..." Lin Zixuan came up with a plan, and then his eyes became deep and dark.

"The night is deep because of me, and everything in my eyes will become dim and dull." His voice fell, and as if he was following his words, everything around him merged into the darkness along with his body.

Light gives color to all living beings and is the source of creation, while darkness is just the opposite, representing deprivation and destruction.

All of this was carried out quietly according to Lin Zixuan's plan, while the big tree was still immersed in its own world, unaware that it had fallen into the other party's control.

For one hour, three hours, the big tree was still running, seemingly tireless. It ran from the east to the west of the Forest of Death, then turned back, and ran from the north to the south.

When he realized that Lin Zixuan had disappeared, the big tree stopped, and the vine pillars spread out, turning into endless roots that penetrated into the ground and fixed their shape.

After it was restored to its original state, a magic sword penetrated the void and penetrated from behind.

The big tree was shaking violently. It never imagined that Lin Zixuan would stay behind him for such a long time!

It didn't know that when it almost ran through the entire forest of death, there was a black shadow following him, never leaving.

"Have you run enough?" A cold voice sounded from behind it.

There was a deep chill in its heart, and this was not because of Lin Zixuan, but because of the magic sword inserted into its body, which was devouring its life essence bit by bit.

It panicked and was completely confused. For this reason, it frantically absorbed the power from the soul mud to make up for its losses, but the absorption was insignificant. Compared with what it lost, it was simply a drop in the bucket.

The fallen leaves withered and the branches withered. It felt extremely weak, but the strength of the young man in front of it continued to grow, directly entering the late stage from the middle stage of the sixth level of blood spirit realm.

The big tree was trembling, its three thousand branches were trembling, and its dark green trunk suddenly turned a deathly gray color.

"You're scared!" Lin Zixuan stroked its body gently, then licked his lips and showed a weird smile.

"Don't kill me, I am willing to dedicate the undead mark of the Forest of Death to you, sir!" it said tremblingly, and the face on the tree trunk was a little blurry.

Lin Zixuan was unmoved and did not pull out the dark demon. He was extremely enjoying the power gained from the robbery.

Suddenly, all the bones in his body crackled, and then he smiled, which meant that he successfully broke through and reached the seventh level of the Blood Spirit Realm.

This made the tree grit its teeth and feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Sir, I will help you obtain the Mark of the Undead, can you let me live?" The big tree's voice trembled, as if begging for mercy, but also as if it was longing for the last life.

Lin Zixuan's eyes flashed, and Dashu's words aroused his interest.

Seeing this, the big tree swayed its body and tried its best to explain to Lin Zixuan.

"In the Secret Realm of Illusion, each element has a corresponding attribute. The Forest of Death you have stepped into is filled with strong death elements. At the same time, other elements here are very thin and extremely difficult to sense."

Lin Zixuan's mind was fluctuating. It seemed that his previous guess was not accurate.

"Go on!" Under the control of Lin Zixuan's thoughts, the devouring speed of the magic sword became slower.

After sensing the change, the big tree couldn't help but be ecstatic, which meant that it had grasped a life-saving straw.

"There is a dragon vein hidden in every attribute place, and the role of the dragon vein is to condense the corresponding mark. This mark can bring powerful increases. In other words, even if you do not understand this element, the mark is in your hand.

, can also exert the power of the corresponding element!"

Lin Zixuan's heart was a little palpitating. If someone obtained all the marks, wouldn't he be able to possess all attribute elements!!

"Condensate the mark of the undead." Lin Zixuan said indifferently. There was no proof for what he said. How could he know whether it was true or false?

Dashu didn't hesitate for a moment, and blood-red vertical eyes appeared on his face again. From those eyes, an evil light emitted, probing the depths of the ground.

"The mountain is like a dragon, like a rising and falling situation." It muttered, and the flat ground suddenly cracked, and endless soil surged up from the bottom, accumulating into a vein like a dragon's spine.

"Those souls that exist in eternity and refuse to return to silence, in the name of me, Xie Chun, I gather your dead body and dedicate your undead mark."

Countless blue flames rose up from the small raised mountains. Under the flames, a bone-cutting hand stretched out from the ground. At that moment, the whole world became eerie and terrifying.

Then, countless skeletons crawled out of the ground, of different sizes, humanoid, ferocious beasts, and demonic birds, all densely packed.

Under Lin Zixuan's gaze, they all knelt down, and even the remains of some broken arms turned into fly ash at this moment, pouring into the blue flames.

Dark red blood seeped out of the ground, and strange sounds such as crying, mourning, grief, and hissing sounded in the air.

The countless clusters of blue fire unexpectedly gathered together to form a strange flame like a skull, with brilliant fireworks constantly spraying out from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

"I am willing to sacrifice my precious life to the earth, bear witness in my annual rings, and bestow this mark of the undead on this gentleman!" After its voice fell, its body trembled violently, and its vitality was extinguished by a kind of

Pulled by a strange force, it poured into the black soil.

Lin Zixuan's eyes stagnated slightly. He could see that the life state of the big tree had become very poor, like a candle flame that would be extinguished at any time.

And the strange flames floating in the air poured into Lin Zixuan's right arm in an instant, forming a blue totem like a skull. (To be continued)


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