Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 305: Break through Intermediate Necromancer

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? The power of the soul ran wildly. In Ron's sea of ​​consciousness, the continuously rotating soul ball trembles slightly, like a sign of instability. ""

"Is it really going to break through?"

A familiar feeling came out spontaneously. Ron's face was full of surprises, standing in the empty sea of ​​knowledge, quietly watching the rotating soul power, his eyes shot out a strange light.

In Ron's sea of ​​consciousness, the soul power has been filled to the extreme, like a kettle with boiling water, it will burst out at some point.

Ron's heart trembled, suppressing the ensuing ecstasy, and thought, "Sure enough, as long as you maintain a normal heart, opportunities will always come. Don't be swayed by the pursuit of you, because Sometimes, the more persistent the pursuit is, the more things go against the original..."

Raising his hand slightly, Ron's eyes showed a gleam, and his mind was condensed, and a large number of black cyclones surged wildly like ripples.

The power of the soul condensed into a sharp cone and suddenly crashed into the hard barrier in the sky.

"Boom——"

Ron's sea of ​​consciousness vibrated strongly, and at this time, a lot of cracks appeared in the sky of the soul.

"Very good!"

Ron is very satisfied with this situation. As long as under such uninterrupted bombardment, the destruction of the soul power is a foreseeable thing.

Soon it condensed into three sharp cones again, and slammed into the weak part of the barrier again.

"Boom——Boom——Boom——"

The sea of ​​consciousness is shaking, and the soul is collapsing. Numerous thread-like soul powers madly gather, circling and dancing in Ron’s sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, Ron is clenching his teeth, his eyes become red, manipulating The soul power on his body rushed from left to right, as if to break through the shackles here.

During the impact, Ron's soul looked painful, and while breaking through, he was also suffering from the soul.

"Come on, break through the intermediate necromancer at one time!"

Ron secretly cheered himself up, and the force of the impact was even greater.

"Strange?"

When the impact was over a hundred times, Ron felt that the crack in the black ball of light not only showed no signs of expansion, but started to heal.

"What's going on?" Ron was startled. He once again mobilized the soul tip to launch bombardment again and again. Unfortunately, it seemed that no matter how hard Ron tried, he could not prevent the crack from healing.

"Did it fail?"

When Ron saw it, his heart was cold. He couldn't think of the opportunity he had waited for three or four months, but he just lost it like this. He didn't know when the next opportunity would come.

As the soul power gradually returned to calm, Ron's heart gradually sank. As Grandpa Khomelin said, everyone has opportunities, but not everyone can grasp it.

Ron was a little frustrated.

At this moment, Ron's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the small stream flowing under his feet. This small stream gave him a great inspiration.

Ordinary heart!

Ron seemed to grasp something. He felt as if he was about to grasp something, but he seemed to be unable to grasp anything.

With a soft breath, Ron forced himself to calm down and put himself into a cultivation state. At this moment, Ron's mind was blank.

After a while, it is strange to say that the already calm soul power suddenly became turbulent again, growing exponentially.

Ron's brows were lightly raised. He did not move, but sat quietly and continued to practice.

In the sea of ​​knowledge, Ron's soul power began to surge, and became frantically agitated. The sea seemed to boil, and in the sky, the black ball of light was constantly rotating, exuding majestic soul power.

The violent soul power madly overflowed, Ron's body trembled involuntarily, and the sky of the sea of ​​knowledge began to shatter.

According to usual habits, Ron must control these violent soul powers and break through the thick barrier together, but at this moment, he gave up his efforts and let the violent soul power hit the thick barrier. .

Ordinary heart!

Let go of obsession and let the flow go. This is a state of detachment!

At this time, the sky in the sea of ​​knowledge began to shatter and collapse, and countless soul powers rushed out frantically, and at this time, the thick barrier finally cracked.

Ron’s mind made a "boom—" and a feeling of electricity spread throughout his body. For a while, his limbs and limbs were all very comfortable, and every pore was filled with joy. .

"It's done!"

Ron slowly opened his eyes. The moment he saw this world, he felt that the whole world was different.

It was an extremely mysterious feeling. This feeling was not only the improvement of soul power, but also the sublimation of realm.

Realm!

Ron finally realized this thing. It was a mysterious and mysterious feeling, as if it had nothing to do with the power of the soul, but there seemed to be a certain connection in the dark.

Raising his hand slightly, Ron looked at his palm quietly. It was a feeling of great power. The soul power in his body was surging out as if he was out of his control.

"Intermediate Necromancer!"

Ron understood that this was a significant increase in his soul power, and he had not adapted to his power for a while.

Concentrating on his mind, Ron returned to his sea of ​​consciousness. He saw his eyes widened in surprise when he saw the sea of ​​consciousness.

"How is it possible?"

His sea of ​​consciousness has expanded ten times more than before. The entire lake-like sea of ​​consciousness has become a vast ocean. Ron looked at the flowing water on the ground, and then he knew that these things belonged to him. Soul power.

"It has grown so much?"

Ron was surprised and delighted, and at the same time a little unbelievable. Grandpa Huo Meilin said that after the Necromancer, every improvement is a huge leap, but this leap is a bit exaggerated for Ron. .

In general, Ron is still very happy to be able to break through the Intermediate Necromancer, which shows that he is one step closer to avenging Grandpa Khomelin.

Looking up into the air, there was a black figure floating in the air. Ron knew that this was his soul. Judging from the size of that soul, his soul was much stronger.

"It seems that the harvest this time is good, my strength should be greatly improved..." Ron smiled slightly and thought.

At this time, in the sky of the sea of ​​knowledge, a continuously rotating vortex caught his eye.

"What is this?" he cried out, and then his body rose into the air.

As if a mother was calling for a child, Ron only felt that the vortex had a magical power, drawing his body involuntarily.

Entering the vortex, Ron's body fell steadily on the ground, and he always felt very familiar with the surrounding scenery.

"This is the soul ring!"

Ron finally understood what this place was. The familiar breath made him feel very kind. He opened his eyes in surprise and looked at everything around him.

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly...The soul ring is actually connected to my soul..."

Ron's soul flew up and quietly looked at the piles of bones below. Following the mountain of bones, he came to the familiar castle of the dead.

Ron has been here more than once, but to him, everything seems so mysterious.

Seeing Ron, the eyes of the two huge skeletons in the castle of the dead flashed red, the giant axe in his hand was put away, and a way was made.

Ron nodded, and walked into the castle of the dead, escaping from a familiar intersection.

Nothing has changed much. This soul ring is like a strange space, and time seems to have lost its trace in it.

"Crack—"

Taking a deep breath, Ron pushed open the heavy door slightly and saw the familiar inside.

A crystal coffin was placed there alone, as if it had never been moved.

"That's..."

Ron's breathing started quickly, and he rushed towards the crystal coffin with a glimmer of hope. He wanted to see his beloved grandfather Khomelin lying in the crystal coffin sleeping.

Unfortunately, the reality disappointed him. There was no one in the transparent crystal coffin, and Huo Meilin was long gone.

"Grandpa Huo Meilin is gone after all?"

Although it has been three or four months, Ron still felt a little sad when he thought of Grandpa Huo Meilin. Unknowingly, tears wet his eyes.

Ron stood there for a long time in front of the crystal coffin where Grandpa Khomelin once lay, and did not move.

"Grandpa Huo Meilin, please believe me! I will avenge you..." After a long time, Ron said quietly.

Slightly vicissitudes of voice echoed in the hall, and the heavy words carried a hint of determination.

Drying away the tears, Ron walked quietly to the stone monument behind the crystal coffin. Grandpa Khomelin told him that there was a magical technique for undead magic, as long as he had enough talent. , You can always reach the sanctuary.

With a single finger, water-like ripples appeared on the surface of the stele. Inside the stele, a beam of blue light came out directly and sank into Ron's forehead.

Ron closed his eyes, quietly feeling the new undead magic taught to him by Grandpa Khomelin.

There are two new undead magics. One is curse-type "fear", which is a kind of undead magic similar to a mental attack, which makes the enemy feel afraid of himself. Of course, this is against opponents whose strength is higher It has no effect. The other is "Summon Gargoyle". After learning this undead magic, Ron can ride a gargoyle more than three meters high and can travel in the sky. It's just this kind of riding undead creature. The speed is not fast.

Ron was very satisfied with these two newly learned undead magics, especially the summoning of gargoyles, which indicated that he also had a certain flying ability.

For Ron, these two undead magics are not difficult to learn. After a moment of comprehension, Ron decided to leave immediately and try these two new undead magics.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Ron was startled by a figure suddenly appeared on the stele.

"What?"

Ron was taken aback, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

The figure is not someone else, it is Huo Meilin. He closed his eyes and lay quietly among the stone tablets.

"This...this is Grandpa Huo Meilin..."

Ron couldn't believe his eyes. How could Grandpa Khomelin's soul be here?

He cautiously reached in and "takes out" Grandpa Khomelin's soul like holding a baby.

This is just a strand of Huo Meilin's remnant soul. It is not a complete soul. I don't know why this strand of Huo Meilin's remnant soul is attached to this stone monument.

Ron could see that it was extremely weak at the moment.

"How could this be?"

Ron couldn't help but start dazed with a ray of incomplete soul of his most beloved Grandpa Homelin in his hand. See the first release without ads, please go to ""

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