"No, one of the captain's senior brothers said that I was exposed to those things too early now, and gave me a meditation book. I followed the captain to practice for thirty days in that horror film called "Shu Mountain", and my spiritual power actually increased by 100 points! ”

"Let's just say is there a possibility, if you directly exchange spiritual power, you can exchange it for one hundred and fifty points?" ’

"I redeemed a third-level magic fireball, a second-level magic command necromancy, and a trick to charm humans, a trick to scare, and this staff. The archmage also instructed me in my magic, and now I can release the fireball spell smoothly. ”

"It's okay, a cultivator who is at least in the Jindan realm for guidance."

Zhu Wen sighed, estimating that the collection was almost complete, and she said to Mistrel: "I have a general understanding of your situation, fortunately you have ordered the necromancy, otherwise it will be really a bit of trouble." ”

Hearing this, Mistrel asked with some concern: "Miss Zhu Wen, I haven't found an archmage in Shushan who is willing to instruct me on necromancy magic, and I haven't found a suitable cultivation opportunity, so I'm not very confident in this magic."

"I'm not even more confident in Ling's fireball technique, let's go to the battlefield next, I'll provide you with a relatively powerful undead creature, you use command necromancy on it, and let it help you score points. As for whether the necrons are willing to listen to you, don't worry, I have a hundred ways to make them obedient, magic is just a formality, just let the Lord God know that you are killing enemies and give you bonus points. You're following me, no problem, right? ”

"No, Miss Zhu Wen, are you a necromancer?"

"You are quite similar to Luo Yinglong, really, they are both copper sulfate pentahydrate."

Faced with Mistrel's inquiry, Zhu Wen decided to answer her with practical actions.

The green land bridge was once again opened on the decisive battlefield on the east coast, and countless cosmic emperor puppets frantically attacked the two in the center of the storm.

"If you can't hold on, you don't have to force it."

Zhao Yingkong held the tiger spirit in his hand, wearing the Supreme Divine Armor, unparalleled in the army of millions.

The smoke screen on the side relied on the phase shifter, although it was also brave to kill the enemy, but it was obvious that the phase offset was not as good as the Supreme Divine Armor.

At least that's the case on such a hard-fought battlefield.

The smoke screen gritted his teeth, he didn't want to admit defeat at such a time!

"At the very least, I'll have to see what your reinforcements look like!"

"Whatever you want, by the way, reinforcements are coming."

The smoke screen also sensed the opening of the land bridge, but when he saw that it was Zhu Wen and Mister, two human women who looked weak, he was rarely silent.

"They don't seem to be very good at fighting, do they?"

"Sometimes, you don't have to do it yourself to fight."

A puppet rushed towards Zhu Wen, and Mistel subconsciously wanted to release the fireball technique but was stopped by Zhu Wen. And in the spatial crack that opened again behind Zhu Wen, a huge snake head stretched out suddenly, opened its bloody mouth and directly bit the puppet into pieces.

They were followed by seven more heads!

"How so? I'm also a necromancer, but I'm a little better than the average necromancer. ”

As the spatial rift opened, the eight heads revealed their original beastly bodies.

Undead: Yaki Orochi!

"Alright, use the command necromancy, take control of it. Let's go to the East Coast battlefield next, hurry up, Sakura is still waiting for my backup. ”

Looking at the Yaqi Giant Snake that looked like a small mountain, exuding terrifying coercion all over her body, and her fireball technique might not even be able to break a single scale of the opponent, Mistel didn't know who ordered whom for a while.

In the next second, the spatial crack was completely opened, and the millions of unjust soul legions were lucky enough to grab the lava stone man, high-grade mummy, and sub-giant skeleton that Zhu Wen had prepared in advance. Harnessing his brand new body, he roared out of the half-plane.

The unlucky ones (the body also needs money) can't find a suitable body, so they just rush out!

The unjust souls also have a certain influence on the puppets who rely on the blood of the Great Emperor of the Universe, and this group of creatures that rely on dark energy to maintain their activities are the same as the unjust souls of the same nature, just like the gaconuts who are armed with supernatural guns, although they attack the gua sha, but not to mention the scraping, they can't lock it out!

"How much?" Zhao Yingkong refers to the unjust soul.

"Ten million." Zhu Wen looked sad, closed her eyes and said: "The actual death toll is at least ten times, but most of the souls have dissipated, and only the lives that die later can exist briefly in the form of unjust souls in an environment where the resentment is strong enough, until they are taken away by me." My half-plane can bury them, but before I can do that, I need to let them release their hatred and resentment. Only in this way can they sleep in peace. ”

"Awesome."

The smoke screen looked at the overwhelming reinforcements, and listened to Zhu Wen's speech, although most of the earth-specific nouns made the smoke screen sound foggy, but the unconscious smoke screen held back for a long time and finally held out a sentence of the earth dialect.

As for Mistrel, she trembled and unleashed the command to the undead Yaqi, and then listened to the constant sound of the main god in her ears.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Keep chopping." Zhao Yingkong replied to the smoke screen in concise words: "Our first stage goal is to kill the enemies of the Thirty Million Universe Emperor Camp, and now it is not even three million, and I doubt that the entire earth can make up this number, but it doesn't matter, I just need to continue to use the knife." ”

The smoke screen looked at Zhao Yingkong, who was about to go away, and hurriedly shouted to her: "Hey! Do you want to go out together after the war? Going for a ride? ”

Zhao Yingkong didn't turn around (mainly because it was too troublesome for the Supreme Divine Armor to turn around), only a sentence came from the Supreme Divine Armor: "Is this an invitation for a date?" ”

"It's not impossible!"

"Pull it down, we're not the same species."

After a few small talks with the smoke screen, the pressure in his heart was slightly reduced, and Zhao Yingkong once again adjusted his heart to the best state.

For her, this kind of idle talk has been able to greatly relieve her exhaustion.

Since opening the third-order gene lock, Zhao Yingkong has no clue how to open the fourth-order gene lock. She knew very well that someone had locked her fourth-order genetic lock.

And she hasn't been able to find a way to bypass or force the lock.

But the good thing is that she can open the third-order gene lock almost without load, and she hardly feels tired, like a robot.

'It's a pity, if I can open the fourth-order gene lock, the moon, and even the battle of Cybertron will definitely have my place. The other me, we will meet again and make an understanding. ’

(End of chapter)