Bloodline of Beast God

Chapter 260 Colorful Spiritual Fruits and Earth-Level Advanced Combat Skills
Necromancers are not only powerful, but also more harmful to human beings than war.

Once a war breaks out, the battlefield is the favorite place of the Necromancer. During the war, when a large number of soldiers die, death energy will be generated. The Necromancer cultivates by absorbing this death energy. The souls of the dead soldiers create an army of skeletons.

When the supreme pavilion fought against the four major forces, the necromancer paid attention to it, but the high-end combat power was too much, so the necromancer did not show up, but even so, the necromancer also collected the souls and dead souls of many dead fighters in the dark. gas.

"The land of the extreme north, huh." Mo Chen has seen the power of the land of the extreme north. Just a Panlong City, the strength is not inferior to that of the Sky Cloud Kingdom. You must know that the land of the extreme north is rich in mines, and the army The equipment is excellent, and the number of fighters in the extreme north is more than twice that of the southern continent. If a war really breaks out, the power of the three southern countries will not be able to resist the power of the extreme north. Once a war breaks out, For the three southern countries, it will be a devastating blow.

"No, we can't sit still, I want to go to the extreme north." Mo Chen said suddenly.

"No, this battle is about to break out, Pavilion Master, you can't leave." Tori said.

"Yes, Pavilion Master, this northern land is definitely determined to start a war with us in the south. It's very dangerous for you to go to the extreme northern land." Tong Ri said.

"No matter what, I have to go to the extreme north." Mo Chen continued with firm eyes, "Don't worry, I have my own way to escape."

"Okay, then I'll go with you." Dai Haotian said.

Mo Chen nodded and said, "Well, Senior Dai, Brother Fengyun, the three of us can go this time."

"No, I'm going too," Toppo said.

"Brother Toppo, you still need to guard the headquarters here. Although the four major forces have not moved, but in order to prevent them from messing around, I can rest assured that you stay here and sit in charge." Mo Chen said.

"Well, Xiaochen, you have grown up, don't worry, I will guard the Supreme Pavilion for you as a teacher." Feng Qingyang suddenly stood up, patted Mochen's head, and said with a smile.

Nine years ago, Feng Qingyang accepted Mo Chen as his disciple. During these nine years, Feng Qingyang never taught him, but Mo Chen always treated him as his closest relative, which moved Feng Qingyang very much.

"Take this thing, maybe it will be of great use to you in the future." Feng Qingyang took out a seven-color spiritual fruit from the storage ring and handed it to Mo Chen.

"This is a colorful spiritual fruit, Brother Feng, you still keep it?" Seeing this fruit, Dai Haotian was so shocked that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear.

The colorful spiritual fruit is a treasure of genius. It is said that the value of a colorful spiritual fruit is comparable to that of a divine weapon, because the colorful spiritual fruit has a heaven-defying effect.

No matter how talented a Dou Shi is at the Ninth Level of the Fighting Saint, as long as he takes this seven-colored spiritual fruit, he will be able to enter the Fighting God's Realm. After the Dou Sheng Ninth Layer Realm, he has not taken it, and has kept it until now.

"This colorful spirit fruit, for me, although I can enter the realm of the fighting god, but I am already old, even if I enter the realm of the fighting god, I won't have any great achievements. It is better to leave it to Xiaochen, and I will enter the ninth level of the fighting saint in the future Realm, as long as you take this seven-colored spiritual fruit, you can enter the realm of fighting gods." Feng Qingyang said lightly.

"Master, I can't take it. This seven-color spiritual fruit is too expensive." Mo Chen postponed.

"Take it, leave it to you, it can reflect its value more than in the hands of the teacher." Feng Qingyang forced the colorful spiritual fruit into Mo Chen's hand.

"Thank you, Master." Mo Chen was extremely excited, and bowed down.

"Get up quickly, I have something for you as a teacher." After speaking, Feng Qingyang took out three combat skill scrolls from his storage ring.

"These three combat skills are all powerful prefecture-level high-level combat skills. Over the past few years, they have been collected for teachers. If you hold them and learn one more combat skill, you will be able to save your life on the battlefield. "Feng Qingyang said lightly.

"Master, you are so kind to me." Mo Chen said excitedly, with tears in his eyes. These years, his father was not around, and Feng Qingyang's love for him was as heavy as a father's love. How could Mo Chen not I know.

In fact, Mo Chen didn't know that Feng Qingyang spent almost all of his valuable collections for these three prefecture-level advanced combat skills. For nine years, he didn't give Mo Chen much. I want to use these three combat skills and colorful spiritual fruits to make up for the responsibilities I haven't fulfilled as a master over the years.

"Get up, you have grown up, the future is yours, go, this time you go to the extreme north, you must put your own safety first." Feng Qingyang helped Mochen up, and said.

A group of three set off from the Supreme Pavilion. In the past month, with the help of Xiaoyue, Mo Chen has entered the realm of Dou Wang and has his own Dou Qi wings.

It can be seen that Mo Chen's Dou Qi wings have three colors.

They are silver, gold, and green, which symbolize the power of space, strength, and power of life. The wings of the three colors blend together, which look very bright, and the speed between flapping is extremely fast. Fengyunchi Douwang Sanzhong Even Dai Haotian, who is in the ninth level of the God of Fighting, was shocked by Mo Chen's speed.

Mo Chen's speed, even an ordinary Dou Sheng, is no more than that, and they have never seen a Dou Qi with multiple colors of wings.

In the extreme north, on the green prairie, at a glance, tents stretching for ten kilometers have been set up. The three of Mo Chen are still in the sky above the black magic forest, and they can see the tents where the army of the extreme north is stationed.

"Huh, it seems that this place in the extreme north is serious this time." Mo Chen frowned and said, originally he thought of Panlong City, to persuade Meng Wuhen, but now it seems that there is no need for that .

"That's right, this time the land of the extreme north is really going to be serious." Dai Haotian said.

Just when the three of them were about to retreat, suddenly, an extremely terrifying aura enveloped the three of them in midair.

Dai Haotian's complexion changed, and he quickly summoned Tushen, looked around vigilantly, and said, "What, we seem to be being targeted by monsters in the Black Demon Forest."

"Senior Dai, don't act rashly, the other party doesn't seem to be hostile." Feeling this powerful aura, Mo Chen's heart moved slightly, and a familiar feeling came to his heart. This domineering and dignified aura is not exactly the breath of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex ?
"Over there!" Mo Chen spotted the direction, spread his fighting spirit wings, and rushed down.

"Xiaochen, be careful." Dai Haotian's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly followed, Fengyunchi showed a helpless smile, this momentum, he also felt very familiar, smiled, Fengyunchi also followed.

(End of this chapter)