Chapter 1417 Tracking and Pursuit

"That's right! This is my domain space. No matter which direction you escape from, you will jump in."

Zhang Xing said, and with a wave of his hand, the ghost cloak on the Undead Saint floated over.

"That's mine, you..."

Zhang Xing glanced at him lightly, and the Undead Master immediately shut up.

He is now a prisoner and has no right to speak.

Zhang Xing turned over the black ghost cloak and couldn't tell what material it was made of.

But this is not important. With a thought, the spiritual imprint of the Undead Saint was erased.

puff! A mouthful of green blood spurted out!

Losing this spiritual imprint is equivalent to giving him a heavy blow.

The spirit of the Undead Saint immediately weakened.

Zhang Xing ignored him and put his cloak on his body.

It feels like I have entered another space.

No! wrong!

Still in this world.

It just merged with the dark elements in the air.

Even with his fourth step of spiritual thought, it was difficult to detect that there was a person hidden in the massive dark elements in the air.

good! good! It's a treasure!

Zhang Xing took off his cloak and threw it into the space.

"Okay, let's send you on your way!"

Zhang Xing looked at the Undead Master.

"Hmph! You can kill or behead me, it's worth it for me to die fighting for the Dark God!"

The Undead Master looked as if he was looking down upon death.

"Huh? You're quite brave, but it's of no use if I keep you. Just go see your dark god."

Zhang Xing didn't intend to extract any useful information from him.

Their hiding place, the Necromancer Association, is the biggest secret. As soon as this nerve is touched, they will explode immediately.

"No! You can't kill me! I can be your slave..."

When he saw that Zhang Xing was really going to kill him, the Undead Master changed his stubbornness and had a pleading look on his face.

They are not people with great perseverance to begin with.

Either because of hatred or unwillingness to be an ordinary person, he sold his soul and was willing to degenerate and become a slave of the dark clan.

Zhang Xing ignored his begging for mercy and moved his mind.

puff!

The undead magic in the domain was sanctified into the air, and the soul was collected into the staff.

"The world is so big, let me find and kill the Undead Saints one by one. I don't know how many years and months it will take."

"Now that I have the ghost cloak, can I play a tracking and chasing game?"

After thinking about it for a while, I feel that this method is suitable for now.

"That's it!"

Next, Zhang Xing put on a ghost cloak and started looking for the Undead Saint.

At this time, the Undead Saints had given up controlling the zombie army.

Finally, he gave them an order to fight to the death!

As a result, the zombies stopped running and stopped to fight.

The Undead Saints took advantage of the chaos and quietly left the battlefield.

Isa glanced at the battlefield hatefully, retracted her head into her black robe, turned around and ran towards the Necromancer Association.

The sinkhole in the south of the central continent was the battlefield of the war with the dark clan thousands of years ago.

This was originally the towering Tianshen Mountain.

After the war, it turned into a bottomless pit.

So, humans threw all their dead bodies here.

Moreover, this place is deeply corroded by the dark evil spirit, and it is shrouded in black fog all year round, with no sunlight.

No one in future generations will want to live within this range.

Gradually, this place was forgotten by people.

But no one expected that this place would become a paradise for necromancers!