Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

"Hey, big brother, give me another fire-breathing

performance..." "The necromancer who can breathe fire, it's really the first time I've seen it..."

Wang Ye's words, like a scalding knife, pierced the necromancer's heart, making his still hot respiratory tract become abnormally hot, as if it was about to burn.

"Mud... Like... Water? The necromancer straightened up from the back of the multi-legged centipede, looked at Wang Ye fiercely, and asked word by word.

But because of the respiratory injury, his words became very blurry.

Wang Ye blinked his eyes and teased, "Dry throat? Want to drink water?

"Hey, no water, do you want to urinate?"

"Mud?!" The necromancer's old face immediately turned the color of pig liver, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

However, people can become good when they are old.

Not to mention an old necromancer.

His anger was real, but he was not overwhelmed by anger.

While stretching out his hand and pointing at Wang Ye tremblingly, showing an extremely angry look, he quietly released his spiritual power to probe the surrounding situation and find out Wang Ye's ambush...

He didn't believe that Wang Ye would appear in front of him with such swagger.

Necromancers are not warriors' kind of profession that needs to charge by themselves, even if they give up most of the undead summoning techniques, cultivate the undead attack magic to the extreme, their own combat power is extremely strong, and they like to be alone, they will not expose themselves to others so much.

Necromancers prefer to hide in the shadows, poke and poke to knock down enemies, and then run out to touch and pick up corpses....

"Huh?"

"Nothing?!"

The efficiency of spiritual power exploration was extremely high, and in just a moment, he quietly probed everything within three hundred meters of Wang Ye's surroundings, but found nothing.

At this time, the hot feeling from the respiratory tract reminded him and made him wake up suddenly.

The spiritual power that spread out instantly recovered, and several large nets of imperventilation were woven around him, and began to be investigated inch by inch.

In terms of the strength of this investigation, not to mention the zombie fog insects hidden in the gray and white mist, even if it is a virus that spreads with the air, it will be slapped twice and ask the origin....

It's a pity that his action is completely a prostitute stripping for the blind, which is a typical useless work, a toss in vain.

Wang Ye is not stupid.

The special existence of zombie fog insects is only suitable for hitting others without knowing it.

It's hard to make a second achievement.

Wang Ye, whose spiritual power far exceeded the other party, had already discovered the other party's small movements, but he did not interfere or break it, but pretended to be unaware and continued to joke: "How?" Did you get stabbed in the throat with a black stick, or was the little brother below cut? What's the sound of a male duck?

"Could it be that you are a dead eunuch who debuted from the Jing'er Palace?"

Rage.

The necromancer only felt a rush of hot blood rushing straight to his brain, making his body tremble involuntarily and almost go crazy.

Humiliation, he went through.

He also experienced being pointed at the nose and scolded as a pig's head.

But that was a long time ago.

Since he grew up to his current level, no one dared to humiliate him so much in person.

Even those high-level necromancers would not have enough to eat, so they came to humiliate him....

Wang Ye's unscrupulous invective directly allowed him to break the defense...

"Aaaaa!!a Smashed! Nest yelled to kill the mud!!

Ignoring the injury to the respiratory tract, the necromancer roared loudly, and then urged the multi-legged centipede under his feet to kill Wang Ye with two resentful ghosts.

"Boom..." The

multi-legged centipede ran wildly, and one slender and sharp knotted foot after another on the road, leaving small holes of different shades.

If you look closely, you will find that the bottom of these small pits has traces of highly toxic corrosion....

The two resentful ghost women were not idle, and a cloud of pitch-black dead qi gushed out from their bodies, quickly intertwined, forming a thick purple mist...

It's just that after releasing this purple mist, the two resentful ghosts with a level of 27 became very sluggish, as if they would run out of oil in the next moment...

The necromancer was even more unwilling to show weakness, and a circle of spiritual fluctuations surged outward like a tidal wave, ready to give Wang Ye a ruthless blow...

Facing the furious necromancer, Wang Ye shrugged helplessly.

He also thought about continuing to delay time, but he didn't expect that this old-looking necromancer had such a thin skin and so unscolding, only to scold a few words, and he was directly angry....

"The psychological quality is really bad!"

"I think back then, Lao Tzu could scold a thousand floors with the keyboard man, and the existence without changing his face..." After

quickly muttering two sentences in his heart, Wang Ye was ready to pull out his legs and run.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

"Swish..." Just

as he was about to run, a dense whistling sound suddenly came from behind him.

Wang Ye was overjoyed, and instantly pressed the mind to run.

Grinning, Wang Ye did not retreat, and directly launched a charge towards the multi-legged centipede.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Looking at the oncoming Wang Ye, the necromancer showed a murderous smile, raised his hand and pointed at Wang Ye.

Spirit attack spells, spirit cones!

A spiritual cone that seemed to materialize shot out and stabbed towards Wang Ye's head.

Wang Ye ignored this, still burying his head and rushing forward.

Under the expectant gaze of the necromancer, the spirit cone flew in front of Wang Ye's eyes, and the next moment, it would pour into Wang Ye's head.

"Go and die, arrogant fellow..."

At this time, his desire to kill Wang Ye had exceeded his vigilance against the unknown whistle.

"Hum..."

Just as the spirit cone was about to stab Wang Ye's head, a spiritual shield that seemed to be materialized suddenly appeared, enveloping Wang Ye in an instant.

"Whaa

The spirit shield became extremely unstable under this impact, as if it would shatter in the next moment.

Unfortunately, the spirit cone is not a sustained damage spell.

The blow just now was its full power...

"Boom..." The

spirit cone and spirit shield shattered at the same time, turning into sporadic fragments that spilled around...

"What?!"

"Evil Spirit Protector..." The

necromancer recognized the origin of the spirit shield at a glance, he remembered it very well, it was what Poppy valued the most, and he usually wanted to hide it in his crotch, and outsiders couldn't see it...

But now, this extremely rare spiritual defense prop appeared in Wang Ye's hands...

Wang Ye didn't want to explain anything to him, he only had one idea now.

Kill this thin-skinned old thing!