The pale bone claws suddenly stretched out from the golden desert, and the evil aura also spread, and the nun heart stone in Li Bingtian's eyebrows emitted a brilliant light, and the reaction was violent, and an extremely strong sense of disgust arose in his heart, and he was even more afraid of that gloomy desert. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"The breath of the dead?"

Wu Liang's complexion changed slightly, he was about to switch his profession from necromancer back to knight at this time, so his sense of necromancer power was extremely sensitive, he jumped over the quicksand that collapsed violently, landed steadily, and asked, "What is the profession of Yu Sen, the captain of the skin color team?" ”

"Necromancer!" Guo Erli is very sure, "In the first round of the game, his professional template was a necromancer, but that shriveled calf hid the level information very tightly, except for this, there was no useful news!" ”

"Is that so?"

Wu Liang groaned and thought, "What a coincidence, there are only a few necromancers among professional players, and Yu Sen is actually one of them, but I don't know how far he has come?" ”

But the helper suddenly pointed to the bottom of the desert and said to him, "I feel a powerful necromantic aura, even much stronger than you are now!" ”

"What?"

Guo Erli said in disbelief: "Wu Erzi is a peak-level official necromancer, if Yu Sen is stronger than him, then isn't it a necromancer?" ”

Necromancer is recognized as the most difficult profession to advance to break through the realm, even Wu Liang is stuck at the threshold of the strong and cannot be saved, and in the rank ranking, there has never been a necromancer archmage, and the number is more pitiful than that of the assassin master.

Many players were betting on who would be the first necromancer among the players, but unexpectedly, in the competitive arena, Wu Liang and several people met one.

As the first player to be promoted to the Great Knight, Wu Liang naturally wanted to win another first, not to mention the glory behind this first person, the reward alone made him extremely excited. It's just that this idea is now shattered by Yu Sen's appearance, and Wu Liang's heart immediately swelled up with a fierce fighting intent that he would not admit defeat, and directly stopped switching professions and faced the strong-level necromancer as a formal-level necromancer.

"I was guided by the necromancer god Mondley, and under the guidance of the legendary powerhouse Aoyama, I possessed the necromantic notes of the White Bone Hand Longtoa, and my soul strength and necromantic power far surpassed that of ordinary necromancers! He has researched a variety of extension abilities, and has successfully stolen a master from Rasma, the ancestor of the necromancer, to simplify the necromancer's resentment. ”

The victory had been bagged by the Qingluan Palace, and Wu Liang's competitive spirit was immediately liberated, and he looked at the bone claw that poked out of the ground but no longer moved, and the corners of his mouth were hooked.

"Yusen, let me see what you are capable of!"

……

"Ahh

Yu Sen raised his head and sighed lightly without sorrow or joy, and spit out a hazy gray dead air from his mouth, at this time his appearance was still handsome, but the skin with gray lines looked very demonic, his face became thinner and thinner, highlighting the shape of his head, and his eyes were dead and silent like ghosts, exuding a faint blue light in the dark, and the ghosts were abnormal.

"My preparations have just been completed, and before the Qingluan Temple has been destroyed, the plan has been broken."

Yu Sen's expression was inexplicable, Thor's death made him unharmed to force the Qingluan Palace's concept to be shattered, and the position of the core of the team was also in jeopardy, and he was about to face the accountability of the old guys on the board of directors, but he was surprisingly calm at this time, not only because the necromancy power with its own dead effect would affect the mind, but also because his heart was already angry to the extreme, and it turned to the ultimate calm.

He threw away all the troubles that filled his mind, leaving only a simple purpose, that is, to show his strength and defeat the Qingluan Palace.

Yu Sen calmly and indifferently stared at the necromantic array under his feet, stretched out his hand and gently flicked the heavy necromantic gray qi in front of him, he enjoyed this feeling very much, because his strength increased rapidly, but his eyes became more and more cold, representing the vitality of life slowly dissipated.

"When I first fell into the Swamp of Death, I narrowly escaped death several times before I found a branch of the Lasma Church......," Yu Sen's eyes showed a look of memory, "When I became a trainee necromancer, I trekked through mountains and rivers again, during which I died nine times, and finally entered the Lasma Church. ”

"However, it still doesn't fit my ideal learning environment......" Yu Sen immediately shook his head, his face full of disappointment, and this disappointment was terrifying against the backdrop of the dead silence, "On my first day as an official necromancer, I began to wander the Death Swamp for the third time. ”

"The hard work paid off, and one day, I was summoned by the necromancer god Mondley." Yu Sen slowly walked to the center of the necromancy circle, and picked up the head of the woman who was the eye of the array, and the entire circle immediately rose, and the head of the woman who followed Yu Sen's hand fluttered up and down in the air.

"After completing his studies, he was able to meet the first Nepharemlasma, and not only became his student, but also became the first necromancer archmage."

Yu Sen waved his hand lightly overhead, but when he didn't see the appearance of the pickaxe, a straight passage cracked open above his head, and the gray qi of the necromancer surged, lifting him up from the ground and flying upwards into the passage. And the necromancy circle that spread throughout the space followed the woman's head in his hand, floated up, and disappeared into the cold sand.

"Looks like I can't hide any longer!"

Yusen's voice came faintly and disappeared into the darkness.

……

Wu Liang and the others were still forced by the quicksand to approach the strange desert, and they did not get a temporary rest until they stepped on the lifeless yellow sand.

"Ou Huang!"

The headmaster and the golden haired abbot looked at each other and were about to rush out of the ground and attack, but Ou Huang had no intention of acting, and the golden haired abbot was puzzled and shouted, "Let's go together!" Thor is dead, and we have also completed Yusen's instructions, can you bear the continued arrogance of Qingluan Hall on our heads? ”

Ou Huang didn't say anything, just hugged his arms and was silent, thinking about Yu Sen's strength and capital.

Yusen is a shrewd man, otherwise he would not have gotten the support of the board of directors and pushed the powerful Mantrench and Oushen out of the core of the team. Although the backpot is the role of a think tank in the team, his suggestions can only be implemented with his approval, even if Ou Huang and several other unconvinced team members are just talking, they can't fight against Yusen, who covers the sky with one hand.

Of course, if you are shrewd alone, you will naturally not be able to win the favor of the board of directors, but Yu Sen is still a strong man, a professional player who is stronger than Man Hao and Ou Shen. When the whole team couldn't step on the bottleneck of the strong, he had already climbed to a higher peak, if it weren't for the fact that his heart was too dark and had a lot of trouble with Man Hao and Ou Shen, the well-staffed team of skin colors would not have been defeated early under the hands of Qingluan Palace.

"If Thor hadn't died, the Skin-Colored Bands would continue to be led by you!"

Although the lineup of Qingluan Hall is extremely strong, Ou Huang does not think that Yusen is fantasizing, and it is not nonsense to completely destroy Qingluan Hall without damage.

"It's a pity that after this battle, the board of directors will inevitably attack you, so where will you go?"

Ou Huang muttered to himself, and then stopped the actions of the principal and the golden retriever with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Stay here obediently for me!" ”

"Let him enjoy the final show alone!" (To be continued.) )