"I know!" Mengdie shouted: "The closer you are to the sword of the dead, the stronger the resurrection ability of the dead will be!"
"That's why those skeleton soldiers who are hundreds of miles away from the sword of the dead can be killed."
"The range of the sword of the dead still has a limit." Xiang Nan took two steps back, seeing the skeleton general rushing up again, and pointed at him with a Tianxuan finger.
Tianxuan's finger turned into a light cord, locking the skeleton general on the ground, making him unable to break free.
Xiang Nan bypassed the skeleton general and walked forward, and then three skeleton generals crawled out from the ground.
There was nothing to say, Xiang Nan directly locked them with Tianxuan finger and moved on.
When Xiang Nan was only a hundred meters away from the sword of the dead, thirty-three skeleton generals had already been locked up.
And here, even Xiang Nan himself began to be infected by the breath of the sword of the dead.
Xiang Nan suddenly felt a very negative mood. That kind of mood made him have the urge to commit suicide at any time. He only felt that at this moment, he remembered all the suffering and sorrow of his previous life and this life, and was infinitely magnified.
It was this kind of thought that made Xiang Nan full of disappointment in life, and impulsively wanted to end his life.
"It's really powerful..." Xiang Nan immediately used the Jiuqing Qiankun Kungfu to suppress the suicidal thoughts in his heart.
"Be careful." Mengdie shouted after her: "Although the stele says that you can resist the erosion of the breath of death with a high talent attribute, your realm is too low after all."
"Yes." Xiang Nan took a deep breath, and took a few steps forward. He found that with each step he took, the negative emotions brought about by the breath of death became more and more obvious.
The senior who left the words on the stele probably didn't consider that there would be low-level warriors who would have the opportunity to get close to the sword of the dead, so the senior only mentioned talent, but didn't mention the level.
Xiang Nan is indeed an exception. If he didn't have the Invincible Golden Body and the Tiangang Fumo Formation, he would definitely not be able to get here.
"Eighty meters away." Xiang Nan gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.
His heartbeat became slower and slower, and his mood continued to sink.
He activated the Jiuqing Qiankun Kung Fu at a faster speed to resist the breath of death, but when he reached 70 meters, he found that the Jiuqing Qiankun Kung Fu could not hold it anymore.
"Quenching Yang!"
Xiang Nan raised his right hand high and performed the sun power to protect his mind.
When Suenyang landed, Xiang Nan's negative emotions were greatly reduced. He was relieved and felt much better.
"Simply, I don't waste it foolishly with it, just take it in one fell swoop!"
Xiang Nan gritted his teeth, rushed over with a flash step on the spot, and directly grasped the hilt of the Sword of the Dead with his hand.
At that moment, Xiang Nan suddenly felt that his vitality was rapidly withering at the speed of a dragon absorbing water!
Within five seconds, I'm afraid I'm going to die.
Xiang Nan turned pale with fright, and jumped back in a hurry, retreating a distance of 80 meters, but he felt that his physical condition was very bad.
He glanced at his hands, and found that his hands were like dead bark, tightly attached to the bones.
He hastily pointed the blade of the giant knife at himself, took a look at himself, and found that he had turned into an old man in his seventies or eighties, with graying black hair.
"Ah..." Mengdie covered her mouth in fright, and cried, "No more trespassing, let's not trespass, come back quickly."
"No!" Xiang Nan gritted his teeth and shouted, "I must take back my lost years!"
No one could accept it. He was originally a seventeen-year-old boy, but he turned into an old man in an instant.
If Xiang Nan just gave up, the lost vitality would really be wasted.
"What the hell, Yao Guangzhi!" Xiang Nan said angrily, "Are you doing it with me? Today I will do it to the end with you!"
A huge phantom of the Big Dipper appeared behind Xiang Nan, and all seven stars on it were shining.
A bunch of Yaoguang fingers based on the power of the sun directly hit the sword of the dead.
hum!
The sword of the dead vibrated violently for a while, and on the pitch-black blade, circles of white ripples were pointed out by finger force, but those ripples disappeared immediately after spreading out.
"One more finger!" Xiang Nan pointed seven or eight fingers at the sword of the dead.
By the time the sword of the dead was hit by the eighth finger, more black air had begun to pervade.
"upbraid!!"
The black air above the sword turned into a black undead, roaring towards Xiang Nan.
The undead looked like a skeleton, but it didn't have a lower body, only a tail formed by the condensed black air. The whole body of the skeleton was filled with black air. When flying all the way, the air it passed left a black trace.
"You actually know how to resist!" Xiang Nan released a Tianshu finger and sent the undead flying.
"Tianxuan finger!" Xiang Nan pointed out another Tianxuan finger.
The finger force turned into a light cord, binding the sword of the dead, but the sword of the dead was only slightly shaken, and the light cord immediately shattered into specks of light.
"Use Suzaku's power quickly." Mengdie shouted in panic.
Xiang Nan shook his head: "It's useless, physical strength is meaningless to the breath of death."
Mengdie was so worried about Xiang Nan's safety that she even forgot the most basic common sense.
"upbraid!"
The sword of the dead suddenly shook violently for a while, and in an instant, black air that covered the sky and the sun filled the sword.
Those black air in the sky turned into thousands of virtual undead, and many undead hovered in the sky, making this place look like purgatory for a while.
"Too many, too many." Xiang Nan panted violently.
Seeing the thousands of undead quickly circled a dozen times, they rushed down towards him.
Xiang Nan couldn't care about anything anymore, he just backed away quickly, pointing out the Tianxuan finger at the undead without regard to the cost!
The finger force of Tianxuan finger shot randomly at high speed, locking every undead hit by the finger force, and fixed them on the ground with a bang.
But this Tianxuan Finger is not as fast as Mo Kezhi's index finger. Xiang Nan is already trying to release it, but he is still penetrated by two undead!
The two undead rushed in from Xiang Nan's chest and flew out from behind him, taking away a lot of Xiang Nan's vitality.
Xiang Nan's face was old and gray spots appeared, and his gray hair became withered and even began to fall out.
Xiang Nan knew that he was really careless this time. Since the Sword of the Dead was imprisoned on the eighth floor, it meant that it was really important.
But relying on his divine talent, he conceited that he could subdue it, so that he got into such a situation, he was really to blame.
It's just that at this moment, no matter how much Xiang Nan regrets, there is no turning back. He has become such a ghost, even if he can escape, it will be better than death.
Xiang Nan is really on the verge of an arrow now, and has no choice but to send it.
"Cough..." Xiang Nan hunched over and coughed twice, and said, "Today, I'll fight you to the death. Even if I die, it's all over."
"Sun Sword Qi!"