National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

Feng Yiming looked at Gulei Pagoda. The Gulei Pagoda was very quiet at this moment, but as the army commander, he had certain authority over the entire ancient city of Shenxia.

He could sense that the interior of Guleta was not peaceful, and it seemed that something very intense was going on.

"What the hell is General Lin Shen doing!"

He wasn't sure.

Now the army of the demonic dragon clan is pressing down on the territory, because there are god-level powerhouses, so he ordered all the soldiers in the ancient city of Shenxia to guard the city and not allow them to leave the city.

These professionals who are not at the god level, facing the god-level demon king and dragon king, are simply decapitated.

In a formation node inside the ancient city of Shenxia, ​​some soldiers sent a large amount of energy crystals into the formation.

Through the conversion of the formation, the energy spar continuously provides energy support for the formation of the ancient city.

The ancient city formation is very strong and firmly withstood the attack.

But the energy will always be exhausted, and the Demon King Dragon King has not done anything yet.

Feng Yiming prayed that the support would come soon, and Lin Moyu would finish his work quickly.

As long as Lin Mo's "500" language can manipulate Gulei Pagoda and cast Shenshen Lei, it doesn't matter even if the support cannot come.

In front of Zhushenlei, these demonic dragons outside are simply chickens and dogs.

As time passed, Feng Yiming's face became more and more ugly.

Support has not come for a long time, he knows that the opening of the Eternal Great Wall means that the human world is also under tremendous pressure.

Maybe the god-level powerhouses can't get away, and they won't have support.

The only hope now lies with Lin Moyu.

"Legion Commander, only half of the energy spar reserves are left."

A soldier rushed to report that the energy spar was consumed too quickly, more than half of it was consumed in just half an hour.

Feng Yiming nodded, indicating that he understood.

Thinking in his mind, "Even if the devil king and the dragon king don't do anything, they can only stay in the lower space for an hour.

"Half an hour has passed now, as long as we can last until they leave, we still have a chance."

The imagination is wonderful, however. . .

A huge green flame fell from the sky.

A demon king made a move, and it summoned flames from the abyss, which hit the protective cover of the ancient city like a meteorite.

The shield of the ancient city vibrated violently, the shield twisted violently, and the energy was greatly consumed.

Feng Yiming's face changed drastically, and the Demon King lost his patience.

One after another attack came continuously, once the Demon King made a move, he would have very little time to stay in the lower space, and it would unleash the strongest attack within a few minutes.

The energy spar in the city was consumed rapidly.

The reserve was running out, and in just a few minutes, 30% of the reserve was used up.

The space-time channel appeared, and the demon king who shot was sent back to the deep space by the laws of the lower space.

Before Feng Yiming could heave a sigh of relief, a more powerful attack than before descended.

This time it was a dragon king who moved his hand.

Feng Yiming's face became extremely ugly again.

He had already guessed that there must be more than one or two demon kings and dragon kings in the coalition army.

They took turns to smash the defense of the ancient city.

Then came the massacre.

No professional can stop their attacks.

but. . .

"Ready to fight!"

Feng Yiming let out a loud roar, and all the professionals in the city pulled out at the same time.

They have already formed a team and formed a legion, each of them is full of fighting spirit, and no one retreats.

The people of Shenxia can only fight to the death and never back down.

The energy spar was finally exhausted, and the defense of the ancient city was shattered.

The army of demons and dragons rushed in with a bloodthirsty atmosphere.

Feng Yiming raised his long sword high, lower it!"

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

The human professionals shouted in unison, their murderous aura boiling.

boom!

A thunderbolt fell from the sky and exploded in the air.

Immediately afterwards, thunder lights were densely distributed in the air like spider webs.

The purple light shines in the sky and illuminates the earth.

The purple thunder and lightning are coquettishly beautiful.

The thunder was even louder, and the whole world was shaking violently.

The space is shattered, like the end of the world, extremely terrifying.

The thunderous sound continued for three seconds.

Three seconds later, the world returned to calm.

The army of dragons and demons has disappeared, leaving no residue.

Whether it is a top demon or a dragon warrior.

Whether it is the Dragon King or the Demon King hidden in it.

They all died under the lightning.

The picture of the army pressing down on the territory before disappeared completely like a dream bubble.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

Many people's weapons fell to the ground, clanging and clanging.

Feng Yiming also trembled all over, looking at Guleta in disbelief.

He knew that it was Zhushenlei, the more powerful Zhushenlei than last time.

Needless to say, it must be Lin Moyu's masterpiece.

Only Lin Moyu can manipulate Gulei Pagoda and release Zhu Shenlei.

In Gulei Tower, Lin Moyu's expression was slightly sluggish.

The blow just now was extremely powerful.

Because Zhu Shenlei is mixed with laws, driving the laws must suffer backlash.

Lin Moyu used the soul-splitting method to separate a ray of soul and endured the backlash.

That ray of soul was annihilated in the backlash, and Lin Moyu was slightly injured at the same time.

Fortunately, it was only a ray of soul, and the injury was not serious.

Nine-colored Dragon Soul Crystal breathed out the power of the soul, and quickly healed Lin Moyu's wounds 0..

It won't take long for these minor wounds to heal.

Lin Moyu was very satisfied with the power of this god-killing thunder, tearing apart the space, almost reaching the level of a demon emperor.

Maybe not as good, but at least there is a calendar.

"It's time to go to the abyss."

Lin Moyu took out the abyss teleportation stone, activated it, and disappeared in Gulei Tower instantly.

Feng Yiming waited outside for a long time, but he couldn't wait for Lin Moyu to come out.

At this time, the entire ancient city of Shenxia was immersed in a joyous atmosphere.

Everyone is discussing where the previous purple thunder came from.

Only Feng Yiming knew that it was Lin Moyu's masterpiece.

But he won't say it.

He knew that what happened today would eventually be recorded in history and called a miracle.

He alone knows who performed the miracle.

A thunderstorm wiped out all the 100,000 troops. It was nothing but a miracle.

In the abyss, eerie green flames are everywhere.

On the ground, in the sky, everywhere.

The darker the flame, the more dangerous it is, and it is the place where powerful demons live.

Lin Moyu entered the abyss for the second time. The previous time he was full of helplessness and apprehension, but this time he was full of murderous intentions.

Take the teleportation stone for induction. This is the teleportation stone to return to Baishen courtyard, made by Meng Anwen himself.

There is Meng Anwen's own brand on the teleportation stone, and Lin Moyu can sense the approximate direction through him.

After careful sensing, Lin Moyu determined the direction, and the Lightning Undead spread its wings and galloped away.

Lin Moyu is flying fast, even if he encounters a city, he will not dodge, and immediately attracts the attention of the demons. 5.9 "It's Terran!"

"There are people who dare to fly in the abyss, courting death!"

"Eat him!"

The demons roared one after another, rushing up with blood.

The sky suddenly turned black, the projection of the undead world descended, and the gate of the undead opened.

The eyes of the undead appeared in the air, and the silver-white immortal fire burned blazingly.

The eyes of the demons that had just flown lost focus and fell soundlessly.

The eyes of the dead walk with Lin Moyu, overlooking the earth.

A large number of demons in the city died on the spot, and no one survived wherever they passed.

This is just a small city. There are no powerful demons in the city, and no one can resist the soul attack brought by the gaze of the undead.

Soon, a second city came into view.

This time it was a big city, and before Lin Moyu approached, the sirens were already ringing in the city.

The enchantment opened, and a large number of demons lifted into the air.

Lin Moyu hung the eyes of the undead on his head, and a dense army of undead appeared around him, rushing straight to kill him!.