Full-time mage: Master Kunlun Demon Lord

Chapter 141 Wife’s figure Zhang Yuqiu

With someone in front of him to defend himself, Su Yunxiao had no scruples.

"Zhu Xie-Lei Luo!"

The name of the magic is very simple, and the process of releasing it is also simple and clear.

Su Yunxiao pointed his finger at the sky, and a deep thunderbolt fell from the cloudy sky.

Thunder like a blue dragon came into the world, and the terrifying destructive power directly smashed the smaller half of the body of the flesh-mound corpse. The pure evil-killing ability purified every trace of the dead energy of the corpse.

The life of the undead creature was so hard that the corpse minister had not even died after being hit by Su Yunxiao's two thunderbolts.

The creeping sarcoids and disgusting tentacles almost made someone throw up their overnight meal.

"Light Spell - Holy Sword!"

Zhang Yuqiu's advanced level three light magic was the final touch.

Under the influence of his natural talent, thousands of streams of light turned into a more than ten-meter-long holy light sword that penetrated vertically into the body of the corpse.

The purifying effect of the light stimulated the fleshy mounds and corpses' sarcomas to make a "sizzling" sound.

This smaller version of the Demon Trial Sword became the last straw that broke the commander-in-chief's corpse.

As for the corpse generals and rotting corpses around them, they had long been wiped out by the aftermath of Su Yunxiao and Zhang Yuqiu's magic.

Su Yunxiao contributed the most to kill the corpse. The crystals and remnants of the undead were taken away by Su Yunxiao, and the remaining corpses were left to others to divide.

The commander-level undead crystal can restore more than half of the magic energy of the high-level third-level galaxy, and its value is no less than a good piece of alien bone.

Su Yunxiao is determined to collect the souls and remnants of the undead to strengthen Xingzi.

After finishing the corpse minister, he did not take back the magic, but instead expanded his territory even more boldly.

People are wandering among countless dead souls like purple lightning.

His wind speed was so fast that the mages and undead couldn't see clearly. Each flash of crackling thunder and lightning takes away the life of an undead.

Su Yunxiao, a brave and skilled artist, relied on his physical strength and spatial telekinesis to protect his body, and he ran rampant among thousands of undead.

Zhang Yuqiu was so shocked that he couldn't help but cover his mouth.

Even if she had the Golden Light Curse to protect her, she would not dare to go as deep into the hinterland of the undead like Su Yunxiao did.

After all, magic power is limited. If the light spell is broken, she will be a lamb to be slaughtered in the sea of ​​undead.

Undead fell one after another in front of them, and the mages guarding the city were shouting for this powerful mage who suddenly appeared.

With Su Yunxiao rushing left and right among the undead, attracting attention and drawing hatred, the pressure on mages like them to eliminate the undead will be greatly reduced.

"To be so courageous, I must have been honing my skills continuously. It seems that Master is right to ask me to go down the mountain to practice." Zhang Yuqiu murmured to himself.

"Thunder Technique - Electric Disaster!" After a brief trance, the young Taoist priest also joined the battlefield.

There seemed to be no end to the undead outside the ancient capital. Su Yunxiao followed the city guard mage to kill wave after wave of undead, but the death aura in the sky did not diminish.

Every time there is a sudden increase in death energy in an area, a large number of undead will pour out.

The battle between ancient capital mages and the undead has never stopped. The undead seem to be endless, and no matter how many they kill, they can never be finished.

Only by holding on until dawn will the undead spirits recede like the tide.

At this time, the mage who had been fighting all night had a chance to breathe.

At dawn, he saw rotting corpses and bones crawling back into the ground. Su Yunxiao, who had consumed a lot of energy, leaned against the indestructible city wall and took a deep breath.

"It turns out you are tired too. I thought your magic power was endless." Zhang Yuqiu, who was also injured, walked over and said.

Su Yunxiao, who was praying for blessings and under the holy light, replied angrily: "How can I not be tired after killing the undead all night?"

"The undead crystals have been used to the limit. If it weren't for this little guy's help to continuously restore the magic energy and spirit, I would not be able to withstand such a high-intensity battle even if I am made of iron."

Su Yunxiao consumed a huge amount of magic energy in all departments. Fortunately, his mental strength was close to the sixth level, otherwise he might not be able to hold on and fall down.

Zhang Yuqiu witnessed his battle that night and naturally understood his hardships.

<divclass="contentadv">He probably killed more undead souls in one night than most mages from the ancient capital killed in their lifetimes.

"The military commander said that after clearing the battlefield, he will give you the reward you deserve." Zhang Yuqiu changed the subject.

I don't know how much resources and materials can be produced from the mountains of undead corpses. As the military commander said, Su Yunxiao has his fair share.

"Just send him to Ancient Capital Academy. The leading teacher of Mingzhu Academy - Su Yunxiao.",

Zhang Yuqiu: "...are you using me as a microphone?"

"Sorry, sorry." Su Yunxiao spoke quickly, really wanting the Shaotian Master to pass on the message.

"Forget it, Mr. Su, let's take a good rest. We'll talk when we have time." Zhang Yuqiu floated out of the dust, then turned and left.

Looking in that direction, it seems that he is really going to send a message.

At this time, Su Yunxiao discovered that Taoist Zhang was not wearing a Taoist robe, and his tall and plump figure was fully displayed.

I didn’t pay attention to the front, but the back was outlined in the dim light of the morning sun.

That small waist, those long legs, those round buttocks under jeans...

Judging from Zhang Yuqiu's appearance, she should be an untouched woman, but she gave birth to a woman with the figure of a married woman.

The figures of the slaves who had been nourished by Su Yunxiao were not as good as hers.

"Master~" The petite and cute Qi Ling flew in front of Su Yunxiao and blocked his view of the beauty.

Little Qiling's golden eyes and blond hair were extremely beautiful under the light.

The pink and delicate little face slowly puffed up because the owner ignored him, and it looked really cute.

Su Yunxiao petted little Qiling's head lovingly and said, "What's wrong?"

"Idiot master, the magic energy is empty and Qi Ling is gone." After saying this, Qi Ling's figure disappeared in the morning light.

With no one around him, Su Yunxiao noticed that all his blessing magic energy was gone.

Maintaining prayer blessings all night long, and only being exhausted at this time is the result of the prayers being restored with blessings.

Although Mo Yi didn't come out, most of the shadow magic was used.

The dark substance "Dark Addiction" is okay against undead such as rotting corpses, and can quickly devour the essence of their flesh and blood.

But it pales in comparison to undead souls such as skeletons and dead souls.

While thinking about it, a cell phone rang.

Su Yunxiao answered the phone and said, "Hello?"

"Teacher Su, where are you now? The students and I have returned to the city to return to the school to rest." Wang Nianli said anxiously.

He originally thought that Su Yunxiao would be back soon, but he stayed out all night. Wang Nianli was so frightened that something happened to him.

Don't worry, the students are fine, but the teacher is gone.

"Oh, I'm resting under the city wall. Send me your location and I'll go there now."

"I must be tired listening to your voice. Let's go find you." Wang Nianli said.

Who would have thought that Su Yunxiao killed the undead all night long.

Seeing that Su Yunxiao was safe and sound, Wang Nianli and the other students heaved a sigh of relief.

"Teacher Su, I heard that many mages here are discussing a brave wind and thunder mage. It can't be you, right?"

Su Yunxiao scratched his head and did not deny it: "If he keeps killing and killing, then it may be true."

Wang Nianli was slightly surprised and said slowly: "Teacher Su, we are here to supervise the students for training, not for us to practice."

Su Yunxiao smiled awkwardly. He had no choice but to make him practice hard at home for more than a month, and his hands were a little itchy.