Divine Level Beast Card Master

"Here is?" Night Xi'er read the scroll information, his face showed surprise, and then he turned the scroll into powder with his left hand.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that ye Xi'er looked wrong, Hong Wushen immediately came forward and asked.

"If there is anything wrong, we can take care of it together." Ye Ming also said so.

Night Xi'er looked at Ye Ming and Hong Wushen, but shook his head and said, "it's all right. I'll go alone this time.

Hong Wushen and Ye Ming look at each other. Seeing that ye Xi'er's attitude is very firm, they have to nod.

Night Xi'er said to the elders of the College of the dead, "these months, they will live in the College of the dead first. You should treat them well first.

"Don't worry, ancestor. We will treat them with the best treatment."

The elders nodded respectfully. Professionals at the level of elders of the Institute of the dead were all old and skinny, wearing gray robes. They looked at Ye Xi'er with enthusiasm and admiration, and their words to Ye Xi'er were like listening to the imperial edict.

The College of the dead can be said to have the least number of colleges among the seven colleges. Normal people usually don't want to join the College of the dead for no other reason. After all, no one is willing to deal with corpses all day. The strong ones who can cultivate to a high level are just the opposite.

They like the corpses of powerful people, worship higher-level necromancers than them, and live near the river of death that doesn't seem to be a living body all day.

The birth of the College of the dead is also because the dead mages are not accepted by the world. Those lonely and eccentric dead mages gather together. But because of this, they pay more attention to the same kind, especially the strong ones who have reached a higher level of cultivation in the same profession. Instead of being jealous, they worship abnormally.

Ye Ming can't see any dark side from the eyes of these Necromancers. Necromancers are not necessarily evil. The fact that the Institute of the dead can become one of the seven colleges is evidence. It is said that the founder of the Institute of the dead once changed the world's understanding of necromancers because he saved Shengyuan continent.

"Your Excellency, I have reported everything I want to report. Then I'll leave first." Ming crazy didn't mean to leave, and immediately said.

"Well, go back and say hello to the light Dharma God for me." Night Xi'er waved her hand carelessly. Then her body turned into a streamer and disappeared.

Ming is crazy. His body turns into a whirlwind and flies away. Ye Ming doesn't stop him at all.

"Lao Hong, you've been here for a few months. Don't you go to the Holy Spirit college?" Ye Ming asks Hong Wushen.

"No, I felt that my cultivation was not stable in the previous battle, so my strength was not even as good as before. I just took this opportunity to stabilize." Hong Wushen frowned.

Ye Ming nodded slightly. He also needed to practice for a period of time. At this time, an elder said to Ye Ming plainly: "President of the Holy Spirit, your excellency Gu Yuan of the Institute of beasts, please come with us.

Their attitude is completely opposite to that towards yexi'er. Even if yexi'er is promised to treat them well, there is no smile on their face, just like the dead man's face has been expressionless.

This is the longest state of the necromancer. As the dean of the Holy Spirit, Hong Wushen has been used to dealing with people in the Institute of the dead for a long time.

Ye Ming thought about how to cultivate faster and more effectively without entering the relics of divine animals. His eyes showed the color of thinking. He nodded and went with them without paying any attention.

Although the elders of the Institute of the dead have a general attitude, they do give ye Ming and Hong Wushen the best hospitality. They have arranged a residence with a top-level array to gather heaven and earth vitality, which is no worse than the place where Hong Wushen lives.

Ye Ming looked at the array in his room and thought about it. When his spiritual power reached the fourth level, he could clearly feel the effect of the array absorbing the breath of death in heaven and earth, which made the necromancer work twice as hard.

If the necromancer can improve his cultivation speed by absorbing the holy power of death, does he also have the holy power of death? At the thought of this, Ye Ming's eyes brightened.

Try as you say. Ye Ming sat down cross legged and tried to condense the holy power of death between heaven and earth with his spiritual power and absorb it quickly. Half an hour later, he immediately felt that the holy power of death had increased significantly and couldn't help but be ecstatic.

This speed is twice the speed of his hard cultivation. It's just a little death holy power. What amazing effect will it have if you go to the river of death with the strongest death holy power?

Without hesitation, he went out of the room and found a ninth level necromancer with the highest cultivation in the Institute of the dead with his spiritual strength. His body flashed in front of him.

"I'm the dean of the College of the dead. What can I do for you, Mr. Gu Yuan?" Seeing ye Ming coming directly to him, Mu Jiu was slightly surprised, and then said plainly.

"Dean Mujiu, do you know where the river of death has the strongest power of death?" Ye Ming asked.

"Why do you ask this?" President Mu Xian frowned and said, "although the ancestor asked us to treat you well, I'll tell the river of death first that even our necromancers dare not touch it easily.

"Because I have the holy power of death, I want to try to improve my cultivation speed there." Ye Ming had to tell the truth.

"Death power? Impossible! How can humans have death power... This is." Wood decay just denied it, and then saw the holy power of death around Ye Ming's body, and his face was shocked.

President Mu Zao's face changed continuously. His dry fingers extended to the holy power of death emitted by Ye Ming. His body released the same pure holy power of the dead as ye Xi'er. When he came into contact with him, he was shocked and said, "it's really the holy power of death.

President Mu Zao's face was excited, his dry hands grabbed Ye Ming's shoulder and said, "it's impossible! How can creatures have the power of death? Sir, where does your power of death come from?

Ye Ming couldn't help but recall the source of destruction he absorbed. He shook his head and thought it better not to tell the people of the College of the dead, so he said seriously: "my situation can't be copied, otherwise the holy power of your ancestor will also be transformed into the holy power of death.

"Yes, you have the power of death. No wonder the ancestor asked us to take care of you solemnly. The river of death is really good for your cultivation. I'll treat you to the deepest part of the river of death." With that, the dean of Mu Jiu got up and said to Ye Ming, "please follow me.

This time, Mu Xun looked at Ye Ming with the same eyes as ye Xi'er. Ye Ming felt that the expressionless in front of them was not intentional. Only the madmen from the heart would become like this.

At this moment, Mu Zao paused and said, "Your Excellency Gu Yuan, do you mind if I tell other elders about this.

"No, but didn't I fill in my holy power attribute on the application form for supporting the holy law Empire? Shouldn't you have known it long ago?" Ye Ming said suspiciously.

He remembers that he used the holy power of death to support the holy law empire as Gu Yuan. His accomplishments were also the ninth peak. As one of the seven colleges, the College of the dead was supported. It's impossible for us not to know.

"So you are the one... Cough, you should know that as the closest necromancer to death, we can't get the holy power. How can we believe that others can do it and think you are lying about the holy power." President Mu Jiu did read Gu Yuan's list, but he didn't believe it at all. He said with some embarrassment.