Necromancer Doomsday

“Mysterious Compass?”

Looking at the silver-gray compass in his hand, Tang Fan was more confused.

First of all, as mentioned on the attribute, after being filled with energy, incredible things will happen. I don’t know what it means.

Well, if you only need to fill up energy to know what will happen, then the second question is, what kind of magic prop is the mysterious compass?

On the attribute, simply didn’t say anything about quality, and there was no additional attribute value.

Weird, it’s so weird.

Tang Fan originally estimated that this may be another piece of golden quality equipment. Didn’t expect, after using the precious identification scroll, what he got was something that he didn’t know.

The compass of mystery?

It is really fascinating.

In any case, this compass is justified by the identification scroll, and it should not be a staple goods.

As for what is magical, it needs to be filled with energy.

“So, where should the energy be injected?”

Tang Fan turned over the compass. The other side of the compass was very smooth, with silver-gray reflections, which can be used as The mirror is used.

Nothing can be seen on the reverse side. Turning to the front again, Tang Fan studied it carefully.

Twelve symbols, mysterious, and have nothing common with each other, completely incomprehensible.

Tang Fan found that when his attention was focused on one of the symbols, he seemed to be attracted by all his energy, and he almost had to be immersed in it.

A weird feeling arises spontaneously, like a black hole to absorb Tang Fan’s soul, Tang Fan only feels a turbulence in his spirit Divine Sea, all moved towards the center of the eyebrows It surged everywhere, as if being drawn by a mysterious force, it was about to reveal the eyebrows, and even the soul seemed to be sucked out.

Tang Fan was suddenly startled, and quickly forced himself to look away, exhaling a sigh of cold sweat on his forehead.

terrifying, it is too terrifying.

Tang Fan doesn’t know, if he continues to look at it, the divine force in Divine Sea will be all attracted to it, even with his own soul.

When the time comes, Tang Fan can’t estimate what will happen.

“Could it be that the so-called injecting energy is in this way?”

Tang Fan muttered to himself, and immediately denied this idea.

After all, the method is a bit weird and full of uncertainty. Tang Fan didn’t know what would happen if he didn’t divert his attention just now.

Perhaps, this is really the method of filling energy, but if you make a mistake, maybe all the divine force and soul will be sucked out of your head.

The magical world is very mysterious, anything can happen.

Tang Fan as a necromancer, although he has explored some mysteries about magic, it is only the beginning. He is learning to crawl in the magical world. There are too many unknowns and too mysterious, so he has to proceed cautiously. Step by step, otherwise accidentally, it will be consigned to eternal damnation.

Because the uncertainty is too high, Tang Fan dare not try.

I couldn’t help but fell on the lines of the compass. Based on his instinct, Tang Fan believed that these lines were magic lines.

Of course, these magic patterns are more complicated than Tang Fan’s magic patterns on the rod of destruction, at least a hundred times more complicated.

Tang Fan doesn’t even know the magic patterns on the staff of destruction. Even more how is this compass which is a hundred times more complicated. It seems mysterious and unfathomable, completely incomprehensible and confused.

And when Tang Fan concentrates one’s mind went to look at it, the weird feeling as if the soul was sucked out appeared again.

It’s just that compared to staring at those symbols, it is much weaker, and Tang Fan easily breaks away from that feeling.

The expression is a little surprised.

“Symbols and magic lines can’t be determined. Then, what method is used to inject energy?”

Thinking hard, I don’t understand.

The house is very stable. Even though it is driving at high speed, it will not sway a bit. Sitting on it, it feels like it doesn’t move.

At this moment, it is Zhao Longhai who is driving. Zhao Longshan has been replaced, and he is staying in the room for cultivation.

Qin Taisheng, Qin Bingxin, Wang Ling and Yang Lan, etc., all stayed in their rooms for cultivation.

Time seems to be tight.

Although there is no imminent danger to persecute them, Wang Ling, Yang Lan and the others, knowing the power of Qin Taisheng, Qin Bingxin, and Tang Fan, they also have a strong pursuit in their hearts, especially to obtain After learning the secret technique of fighting energy and the secret technique of meditation, it pointed out a way for them.

If you don’t know how to manage your time, it’s too wasteful and you’ll be struck by lightning.

The cultivation of Qin Taisheng and Qin Bingxin, apart from the pursuit of being strong, is a habit.

Relatively speaking, what Tang Fan has to do is much more complicated.

He can’t be like his men, just pure cultivation, and then a little bit of improvement.

He needs to consider a lot of things, and he has to read the Tome of the Dead, and now he has to study how this mysterious compass is injected with energy.

Otherwise, if you get something but haven’t used it, it’s better not to get it.

Researched for a while.

“Is the energy injected from here?”

Tang Fan stared at the small glass bead-sized hole in the center of the fascinating compass, muttering to himself.

This mysterious compass, when Tang Fan stared at this little hole, he didn’t feel any discomfort.

It can be said that this little hole is the only place where Tang Fan will not feel dangerous except for the back of this mysterious compass.

But when Tang Fan stared at the small hole, he found that the small hole was dark and deep, as if it were a bottomless pit.

“Try it.”

Tang Fan mobilized the magic power of death within the body and injected it into the small hole. Immediately, there was a wave from the depths of the small hole. The weak suction absorbed the death magic that Tang Fan injected into it.

“Effective.”

Tang Fan immediately increased the output of death magic power, and more death magic power was injected into it.

With a buzzing sound, Tang Fan only felt the mysterious compass in his hand shook slightly, and a touch of golden quietly spread out from the small hole, following a little bit of spread around it After driving, three pointers of various sizes were filled.

It’s just that the speed of the diffusion is quite slow, a little bit like a snail crawling, making people look a little painful.

Tang Fan still maintains the high-speed output of death magic, more and more golden, but this little hole is like a bottomless pit… (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen, Please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters, author support, and genuine reading!)