National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

Daoist Qingjian said excitedly, "It's done, it's really done.

This is the first time Lin Moyu has seen Taoist Qingjian so excited. In his impression, Taoist Qingjian is fearless and calm even in the face of gods.

But now because of a colorful fire, she became so excited that she even lost her composure.

Daoist Qingjian finally calmed down, and realized that he seemed a little too excited, "I'm sorry, I was too excited just now."

"It's really a seven-color fine fire, which is too important to this old man."

Lin Moyu said with a smile, "Senior, let's absorb it now, and this junior will protect the Dharma for senior."

Daoist Qingjian didn't hesitate, and immediately flew into the essence fire, opened his mouth to inhale, and directly swallowed the seven-color essence fire into his mouth.

Flames immediately ignited on Taoist Qingjian, and a rainbow-like colorful halo lingered on his body, making Taoist Qingjian look like a Taoist immortal.

He knew that Taoist Qingjian was trying his best to absorb the seven-color essence fire, and was studying because of his "May 47" technique.

Lin Moyu didn't bother, and with a heartbeat, the undead army appeared around to be vigilant.

From the perspective of the undead army, even the Shadow Clan can't hide their figure.

But Lin Moyu also knew that he couldn't find an existence like Zhu Qiwu even if he used the perspective of the undead.

That's the gap in the level of realm, and when the gap between them reaches a certain level, it can't be made up by small means.

The process of Taoist Green Sword's absorption went smoothly, and the flames on his body were gradually extinguished.

Every time the flame weakens, the aura of Taoist Qingjian becomes stronger.

Lin Moyu knew that his spell was being sublimated, and it must be multi-star spell.

If it wasn't for multi-star spells, swordsmen wouldn't value it so much.

Lin Moyu didn't relax for a moment, and still guarded the surroundings firmly.

There are not many people who come to the source of Jinghuo, especially those who come to the central area.

From the cultivation of the seven-colored fire to the time the Green Sword Taoist finished absorbing the seven-colored fire, no one came to disturb the whole process.

Compared with other stellar fine fire groups, this place is too quiet, so quiet that it is unreal.

After several hours, Taoist Qingjian finally finished absorbing the colorful fire.

The soul jumped out from the top of the head, and a blue long sword appeared on the soul, which is the natal magic weapon of the green sword Taoist.

On the tip of the green sword, six stars shone brightly.

Six Star Spell!

Lin Moyu saw that the magic star of the green swordsman is a set of multi-star magic, and it is also a rare six-star magic.

Green Sword Taoist's previous technique was a five-star technique, which was already very powerful enough to allow him to fight across borders.

Now it has become a six-star spell, and its power will increase greatly again.

In other words, Taoist Green Sword is more powerful at this time, and it is estimated that he can really meet the gods.

With a soft buzzing sound, the soul, long sword, and magic star were all retracted into the body.

Taoist Qingjian opened his eyes, and a sharp sword light flashed in his eyes.

Lin Moyu felt as if he had been cut by a sharp sword, and his skin felt tingling.

The green swordsman not only formed the six-star technique, but also obviously had a deeper understanding of the laws, and his cultivation realm became stronger.

These are all normal phenomena, Lin Moyu can understand.

At that time, when he sublimated [Summoning the Skeleton King] into a magic star, his cultivation base also reached from the first level of true god to the second level of true god.

After paying the price, there will naturally be rewards.

One drink and one peck, there are causes and effects, because the world has laws.

Daoist Qingjian laughed out loud with excitement, "Now I have no regrets, this old man can finally break through the gods with peace of mind."

Lin Moyu was also delighted for the Green Sword Daoist, "Congratulations senior, congratulations senior."

Daoist Qingjian waved his hand, "Thanks to you this time. Now the old man is fine, you can continue to cultivate the colorful fire, and the old man will guard it for you."

"The old man wants to see if anyone dares to disturb you."

At this time, Daoist Qingjian is full of spirit and strong fighting spirit.

Just completed the sublimation of the technique, if anyone does not have eyes, Taoist Qingjian will let him see how powerful the six-star technique is.

Lin Moyu also really needs to cultivate colorful fire, which is why he came here.

Since Taoist Qingjian is willing to protect the law for himself, Lin Moyu naturally accepts it frankly.

He began to look for the whereabouts of the flashing fire in the source of the fine fire. With the help of the magical effect of shells, the process of finding the flashing fire was not troublesome.

Lin Moyu was lucky, and soon found a new Flash Fire.

But this time it was only cultivated into six-color fine fire.

Even if it is the flash fire in the source of the fine fire, there is no guarantee that it will be able to cultivate the colorful essence.

Seven-color fine fire, as the highest-level existence in the best stellar fine fire, is not so easy to cultivate.

In the next ten days, Lin Moyu continuously cultivated five six-color fires.

Now, Lin Moyu is also a little helpless.

My luck is really good, I can always find the flash.

But my own luck is also very bad, and I can't always cultivate colorful fire.

The one from the Green Sword Taoist before now seems to be really lucky.

Daoist Qingjian said with a smile, "Don't worry, there will always be some, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry..."

Lin Moyu nodded, "Well, I understand."

Lin Moyu was very patient. Although he lamented his bad luck, he was not in a hurry.

This matter depends entirely on the face, and it is useless to worry.

At most, he just washed his face and hands to see if it would bring him good luck.

Finally, on the eighteenth day, the eighth time when I found the flashing fire, I finally succeeded in cultivating a seven-color fine fire.

"Haha, I finally got it. It's worth mentioning." Green Sword Daoist seemed happier than Lin Moyu when he got the Seven Colors Essence Fire.

He took out the wine gourd and drank it.

Lin Moyu could feel that Taoist Qingjian was really happy for himself from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Moyu said, "Well, you have worked hard these days, senior."

Taoist Qingjian said, "Then you absorb it, the old man will protect you.

Lin Moyu shook his head, "It's not the time yet, one colorful fire is not enough."

Daoist Qingjian was slightly taken aback, "Do you have any other techniques?"

Lin Moyu nodded, 'There are several. "

Taoist Qingjian raised his eyebrows, "How many?"

Lin Moyu said, "Counting this one, there are still three colorful fires. If the seniors have something to do, you can go first, and the juniors will find it by themselves.w

Daoist Qingjian waved his hand, "That's not what it means. So, you have a total of four techniques to be sublimated."

"No, there are five. One has been sublimated before, and there are four left."

Daoist Qingjian frowned slightly, "Five... Before I watched you, I showed more than one star-level spell. How many spells do you have in total?" 2.9

Lin Moyu was a little embarrassed, and didn't tell the truth for the first time, "Twenty."

In fact, he has a total of twenty-seven spells, not counting fusion spells and requiem spells.

If you count the integrated spells and requiem spells, the total number of sleep spells will reach an astonishing thirty-one.

Such a number of spells can be regarded as the first among the human race.

Even in the big world, there are not many races like Lin Moyu.

Green Sword Daoist was also taken aback by the number of Lin Moyu's spells, "So many spells, even in the previous human race, are very rare.

Then he suddenly exclaimed, "I'm not telling you how many spells you still have to sublimate?"

"Four."

Taoist Qingjian said, "Could it be that your other techniques have reached the star level?"

Lin Moyu was a little embarrassed, and nodded cautiously.

flutter!

Taoist Qingjian took a sip of old wine and spewed out a hundred kilometers. .