The first cancer in the world of immortality

Chapter 290 The first battle in another world, the real necromancer!
"Mr. Moody, before we go to war, let me ask you a question."

Ye Zijin said calmly: "Please use the four words 'cow, me, eat, grass' to form a sentence."

The man in black robe Moody frowned: "What are you talking about?"

Ye Zijin continued to repeat the question, and then said provocatively: "You can't answer such a simple question? You little hot chicken."

"Of course I will!"

Moody snorted.

Although he didn't know what Ye Zijin was doing, for Moody, the two humans in front of him were already in his pocket.

One has only the ordinary sixth rank, and the other has no rank at all.Although their observation skills are indeed good, that's all.

He didn't mind playing with two bugs who were about to be executed.

After pondering for a while, Moody said in a deep voice: "Isn't it just to make a sentence? I made it: cattle eat my grass."

"No, no." Ye Zijin shook his head, "The correct answer is: cows eat grass."

Moody was taken aback: "What about me?"

Ye Zijin chuckled, "You eat shit."

Moody: "??????"

【mission completed】

【You have advanced to the ninth level of the true spirit realm】

"Death!"

Black Robe Moody was furious.Rich black magic power emerged, and a series of complicated and strange incantations came out of his mouth.

But at this moment, Ye Zijin didn't panic at all!
Enormous power surged all over his body, and surging spiritual power erupted from Ye Zijin's whole body.The current him is already far different from his previous combat strength.

Ninth level of true spirit realm!
Moody raised his staff and muttered in a low voice: "Sinking in the black..."

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Sword shadows continued to emerge, and almost instantly, more than 300 sword shadows gathered around Ye Zijin.

"kill!"

The long sword received the order and quickly rushed towards the necromancer Moody.

Moody's complexion changed slightly, he forcibly stopped the chanting just now, and waved his staff again and again: "Dark Mire!"

A large black energy condensed in front of him.When these sword shadows came to kill, they stabbed straight into the black energy.

But unexpectedly, these black energies did not shatter or crack. Instead, they were like a swamp, constantly devouring the sword shadows that fell on his body.

Taking this opportunity, Moody chanted the cumbersome incantation again.

"Sinking into darkness..."

"Projection: Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

The movement from behind interrupted Moody's singing abruptly again.He frowned, and found that more than 300 long swords also appeared behind him.

While feeling astonished in his heart, Moody's figure flickered, and hurriedly avoided the attack from behind.

Waving the staff, another dark swamp appeared, blocking behind him.

After releasing two high-level spells in a row, even Moody, who was at the peak of the sixth level, turned pale.

The pinnacle of the sixth rank.Converted to the level of the Great World, it is equivalent to a strong person at the peak of the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm.

"Sinking into darkness..."

"kill!"

Ye Zijin waved his hand, and the projected version of Xueyue Soul appeared in his hand.With a swing of the long sword and a flash of his figure, he directly stabbed towards Moody himself.

Being interrupted one after another, Moody was already very annoyed.But apart from anger, there was doubt and shock in his heart.

Who is this Ye Zijin?What is the origin of his mysterious technique?
"Shadow Shield!"

A pitch-black energy cluster emerged, wrapping Moody's body in reverse.Ye Zijin swung the long sword again and again, slashing back and forth on the shield wrapped in all directions.

Although some cracks did appear, it would take a certain amount of time to completely shatter the shield.

"Hmph, let's see how you make trouble!"

Moody held up the bone staff in his hand: "Sinking into the darkness..."

Ye Zijin: "Next, let me ask my son to talk."

Moody: "..."

There was a pause, listening to Ye Zijin's humble voice, Moody's mind fluctuated slightly.

But at any rate, he was a strong man of the sixth rank, and soon he began to continue singing.

"Shadow sunken in the darkness, please let go..."

"Moody, you must not be a stingy person." Ye Zijin continued, "Do you know why?"

Moody continued to chant: "Please let go of your heart..."

Ye Zijin giggled, showing her big white teeth: "Because the door will rot."

Moody: "..."

Ye Zijin refused to let go: "Did you know that there are three kinds of birds in the world. One kind of stupid bird flies first, the other kind of bird is too tired to fly, and the other kind of bird doesn't fly by itself and lays an egg in the nest, so that the baby bird can fly."

"Which do you think you are?"

Moody took a deep breath: "Please release the killing intent in your heart to your heart's content, and slaughter those in front of you..."

Ye Zijin grinned again: "I don't think you are either. Because although you can't fly, you can eat shit!"

"Cows eat grass, you eat shit. Hahahahahahaha—"

The veins on Moody's forehead popped up: "Slaughter the creatures in front of you! Come out, scythe shadower!"

Swish-! ! !
A strong wind suddenly appeared.At the same moment, Ye Zijin's expression changed.Pointing his toes sharply, his figure quickly retreated.

A dark shadow has appeared beside Moody.

The whole body of this shadow was pitch black, and his face could not be seen clearly, as if no light source could dispel the darkness on his body surface.

It has the height of a normal human, with chains wrapped around its right arm.At the end of the chain is a huge machete.

The scimitar is also extremely black, but it can be distinguished just by looking at it, and its sharpness is definitely not inferior to ordinary sharp weapons!
"High-level undead creature, Sickle Shadow." Betty's voice was more serious: "The strength ranks at the sixth level."

"Damn it?!" Ye Zijin's face became even uglier: "Are you so awesome that you can even summon teammates at the same level?!"

That's right, this is exactly the horror of the Necromancer!
They don't have a strong body, they don't know the gorgeous and powerful magic of various schools, and they are not as tough as other practitioners.

But they also have their own reliance.That is - superb summoning ability.

As long as you have enough time, a necromancer is an army!
And Moody himself is the best among necromancers.Not only can it summon a large number of zombies, but it also directly summons a high-level undead creature that is also the sixth rank——Sickle Shadow!
Now Ye Zijin will face two opponents of the same level at the same time!

"The sleeping undead..."

Moody didn't stop singing.A cold light flashed in Ye Zijin's eyes, and he charged towards Moody again.

But the summoned scythe shadower stood in front of Moody at this time.Waving the sickle in his hand, he fought with Ye Zijin's long sword.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

In just a short time, the two fought for dozens of rounds!
Ye Zijin naturally had the upper hand in the duel with the Sickle Shadow.But if you want to solve the other party, you can't solve it immediately.

And what Moody needed was the time when Ye Zijin was being held back.

"Come out, undead, tear up the enemies in front of you!"

"Uh--"

Withered hands stretched out from the ground, and corpses crawled out of the mud one after another.

They are weak in strength, but they win in large numbers.When Ye Zijin managed to temporarily repel the shadow scythes, he found himself surrounded by these zombies!
(End of this chapter)