National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

Sold everything that could be sold.

Only one set of equipment is difficult for Lin Moyu to handle.

Vulcan suit.

The Vulcan suit obtained from Rogers.

Forged by blacksmiths and alchemists.

Although it is only gold equipment, its attributes have completely surpassed the top gold suits.

Pretty close to the Hell's Post set.

Moreover, the Vulcan suit is specially made for the legendary profession of Vulcan fighter, and it has corresponding bonuses to various skills of Vulcan fighter.

If others wear it, it is not very useful.

This thing is not easy to sell, and it would be a pity to throw it away. Lin Moyu decided to take it back and hand it over to Bai Yiyuan.

Through the teleportation array, the two returned to Zhenzong Academy.

After a long time of teleportation, Ning Yiyi's pretty face was pale, her eyes were tightly closed, and she was curled up in Lin Moyu's arms.

It took a while to recover.

After so long, she has never been used to teleportation.

Ning Yiyi looked weak, "I won't go back to school.

Ning Yiyi is going to find the second grandfather, but he is not in the academy.

Lin Moyu nodded, "Go, be careful on the road."

After Ning Yiyi left, Lin Moyu contacted Bai Yiyuan.

Bai Yiyuan's deep voice came from the communicator, "Why are you back?"

Lin Moyu said, "I'll come back and turn in the quest."

The communicator was silent for two seconds before Bai Yiyuan exclaimed, "Have you completed the task?"

"Yes."

On the other side was silence again.

Two seconds later, Bai Yiyuan was not in a good mood. "Then get out of here quickly, do you still want me to pick you up?"

Lin Moyu took out the teleportation stone that Bai Yiyuan gave him, activated it and went to Baishen courtyard.

In the small courtyard, Meng Anwen closed his eyes and meditated, and said strangely, "What's so surprising.

Bai Yiyuan said, "Boy Lin is back, and the task I gave him has been completed."

Meng Anwen wasn't surprised at all, "Isn't this normal? With his ability, it's not difficult for you to do a few more dungeons.

Bai Yiyuan thinks about it too, with Lin Moyu's ability to clear dungeons, his tasks are at best time-consuming and not labor-intensive.

There were footsteps outside the yard, and Lin Moyu arrived.

"Come and sit down and pour tea yourself." Bai Yiyuan treated him rudely.

Lin Moyu got used to it too, poured tea for Bai Yiyuan and Meng Anwen first, and then sat down and poured tea for himself.

Bai Yiyuan looked at Lin Moyu for a while, and couldn't help but let out a strange cry.

Meng Anwen frowned, "If you have something to say, don't say it well, don't keep screaming.

Bai Yiyuan ignored him, "You kid, why are you at level 26, you level up so quickly."

"I've been brushing my books."

Lin Moyu doesn't feel how fast he is, because he has been teaming up with Ning Yiyi and taking him to brush books together.

Half of the experience was given to Ning Yiyi.

Otherwise, he should be able to reach level 28 by now.

Are you running out of cooldown charms?"

"used up."

Bai Yiyuan made some calculations, showing a puzzled look, "No, no, even if you keep doing nightmare dungeons alone, it's impossible to upgrade so quickly."

Lin Moyu shook his head slightly, "I'm doing a dungeon of hell, but I'm bringing one person with me."

Bai Yiyuan stared at Lin Moyu with wide eyes.

Meng Anwen laughed, "I just said, this kid might go to the dungeon of hell. And the person with him is the precious granddaughter of the old man.

Lin Moyu generously admitted, "Yes."

Bai Yiyuan, Ning Tairan, and Meng Anwen are all big figures of the same level.

Working together to fight against the abyss, we must all know each other.

"That title..."

"Got it. Title: King of the Dragon Clan, all attributes +500, skill consumption halved."

As Lin Moyu said, he took out all the materials that Bai Yiyuan wanted, and at the same time took out the cooling amulet that had already faded.

"Master Baishen, I can't find the alchemist, please."

Bai Yiyuan chuckled, "You're really straightforward, you know it's not easy to recharge the Cooling Talisman"

Lin Moyu was straightforward and thick-skinned, "Master Baishen said that he likes to go straight and don't like to go around the corner."

"Please tell me, Lord Baishen, if you need anything, I'll see if I can come again."

Bai Yiyuan put away all his things, "Okay, you don't need to do anything, I'll help you with this, and I'll let you know when it's done.

"Thank you, Lord Baishen."

Bai Yiyuan was very satisfied with Lin Moyu's attitude, "You know about the professional contest, right?"

Lin Moyu nodded, "I know."

"The professional competition is held every five years. This year, it is hosted by our Shenxia Empire. The time is set for you in ten days..."

Lin Moyu said, "I will participate."

Bai Yiyuan took a sip of tea, and his expression became serious, "Not only do I want you to participate, but I also want you to win the championship in the same group."

"The specific rules will be announced later, you should pay attention to the communicator, and you will know when the time comes."

"good."

Lin Moyu agreed directly without any nonsense.

Bai Yiyuan just likes Lin Moyu's straightforward and decisive appearance.

At this time, Lin Moyu took out a set of equipment, "Master Baishen, I need to trouble you to deal with these things."

Bai Yiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "How come you have the golden Vulcan suit from the Vulcan Temple of the Ancient Luo Holy See?"

Meng Anwen also became interested, "I heard that last year the Holy See of Ancient Rome produced a fighter and gave him the golden Vulcan suit. You won't let him...

Lin Moyu told what happened.

Bai Yiyuan frowned and thought.

Meng Anwen sneered, "Since when did you become so timid and timid? Anyone who dares to touch us will be killed if he is killed, not to mention that he is not really dead.

"Even if he really dies, it's a big deal to destroy the Holy See of Ancient Luo."

At this moment, Meng Anwen was filled with killing intent.

If the killing intent had any substance, it stirred back and forth in the Baishen courtyard, shaking the entire courtyard.

Bai Yiyuan coughed twice, "Stop, you are not Erha, you are not allowed to demolish the house."

Only then did Meng Anwen stop and didn't say anything.

The corner of Lin Moyu's mouth twitched slightly, the relationship between these two people was so good that they could say anything.

Bai Yiyuan put away the golden Vulcan suit, "Leave this to me, and you don't have to worry about it. I haven't done it for many years, and it seems that I forgot my other name. "

Another name for the White God.

Lin Moyu felt slightly appalled.

Shen Xia kills God!

Baishen once broke into Little Bangzi Country alone, and went all the way in,

That battle was earth-shattering.

Many top powerhouses came to stop it, but no one could stop it.

Baishen was very strong and killed two of the three top powerhouses in Xiaobangzi Country.

Almost accomplished the feat of destroying the country by one person.

From then on, Baishen was also known as the God of Killing.

Later, there were fewer stories about Baishen.

Especially in recent years, Baishen lived in seclusion.

It seems that the murderous intent has resurfaced this time, and the ancient Luo Holy See is about to suffer again.

After Lin Moyu left, Bai Yiyuan chuckled, "I can't do this alone, I have to bring old man Ning along."

Meng Anwen said softly, "That guy dares to say that old man Ning's precious granddaughter, if the ancient Luo Holy See is not destroyed this time, she will be half disabled.

Bai Yiyuan laughed and said, "I'm going to find old man Ning, you (Nuo Lihao) can help you recharge the cooling amulet, and the tyrant's necklace will also trouble you."

"OK."

Meng Anwen readily agreed.

Half an hour later, the Holy See of Ancient Rome.

A huge fireball appeared in midair.

The diameter of the fireball is more than 100 meters, covering the sky and the sun, like the sun.

The sun disappeared, and the entire ancient Roman Holy See was illuminated red.

The temperature rose sharply, and the earth seemed to be burning.

A large number of people rushed out of the Holy See, each with panicked faces.

"God, what's going on here."

"Where did the fireball come from?"

"How can there be such a big fireball? It's too terrifying. Is this the spell of a god-level mage?"

"Is it the god of fire?"

"Look, there is someone beside the fireball!"

"There are enemies! Standing in the void, he is a top professional of the third rank."

Ning Tairan and Bai Yiyuan stood in emptiness.

"Gubat, get out of here!"

"Gubat, get out of here!"

"Gubat, get out of here!"

Ning Tairan roared like a lion, shaking the entire Holy See of Ancient Rome. .