National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

When it came to business, Killer Lord also became serious.

"If he can survive from ancient times to the present, he must have transcended the other side. Even if he is severely injured and his strength is non-existent, we must still be careful."

Tian Shengzun said, "We have prepared the colorful water. As long as the battle is resolved in a short time, there will be no problem."

Saint Hao looked thoughtful, "It would be safer if we could wait a few more years for Saint Fu's realm to be fixed and create ancient talismans from it.

The Killing Saint shook his head slightly, "I can't wait any longer. He has regained some strength this time by absorbing the blood of the God."

"If we wait a few more years and his strength recovers, it will be difficult for us to deal with him."

"The guy in the black blood world has many secret techniques. Even if he can't defeat him, it will be difficult for us to defeat him if he wants to.

"Here, I can still contain him. If I leave the dark void, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress him."

""Two sixty-seven" If he goes crazy, breaks into the territory of the human race, and swallows the blood of the human race, he will be in big trouble."

Sha Shengzun has both coarse and fine details, and analyzes things clearly and logically.

Wu Shengzun sighed softly, "Well, I have 30 drops of colorful water here, and each of us has 10 drops. I hope it will be enough.

Saint Hao took out three bottles, each containing ten drops of colorful water.

But looking at him, he seemed a little distressed.

This was the first time Lin Moyu saw Wu Shengzun with such an expression. He felt sorry for the Water of Ten Thousand Colors no matter what kind of treasure he didn't have.

Every time the black tide appears, the human race can get at least 20 drops of colorful water. After so many years of accumulation, there should be quite a lot.

It seems that the level of Wancai has been being consumed, otherwise Saint Hao would not have such an expression.

Lin Moyu interjected, "Three holy lords, I actually have the Water of Ten Thousand Colors."

The three of them looked at Lin Moyu at the same time, and then their eyes widened.

The expressions of the three are all exaggerated, and the most exaggerated one is the Killer Lord.

With his exaggerated expression, Saint Killer murmured, "My dear, did you really get this thing? I thought you got some colorful water after you went in."

Saint Hao's eyes were complicated, "How did you do it? That water dragon is difficult to deal with."

Lin Moyu held the Zushui Ancient Well with one hand, "Fortunately, I killed it."

Tian Shengzun looked at Lin Moyu with admiration, "What we didn't do when we were young, we didn't expect you to do. Yes, it's really good."

Lin Moyu pushed the ancient well of Zu Shui over, "With it, you won't have to worry about not having enough water of all colors. He can condense a drop of water of all colors every ten days."

One drop every ten days is more than 30 drops a year.

In the past, they had to wait for the black tide, and the income from Wancai Water was very unstable, but now it has become a stable income.

A little adds up to a big difference, and the gap is huge.

The three saints looked at each other, but neither of them took the ancestral water and opened it.

Saint Hao said, "This well belongs to you. We can't take it. Just give us some of the colorful water."

Lin Moyu can see that the saints actually need the water of many colors.

But they still didn't want to take their ancestral water ancient well.

This sentiment alone corresponds to the status of their Holy Lord.

Although Lin Moyu met Sha Shengzun and Tian Shengzun for the first time, he felt like old friends at first sight.

Especially when they looked at him, they looked at him like a junior of the human race. That feeling reminded him of Bai Yiyuan and others in the past.

Bai Yiyuan and others also treated themselves with such sincerity at the beginning.

If a person treats himself sincerely, he should also treat others sincerely.

Lin Moyu took out the second ancestral water ancient well and said, "Three seniors, please keep it, I have another one here.

The three of them stared wide-eyed again, and Saint Killer's voice trembled, "Where did you come from, and why do you still have one mouthful?"

Lin Moyu said, "It turned out that I wanted to take a few more bites, but it was too late. If I hadn't left at that time, I might not have been able to leave."

Saint Killer said, "I'm here, how could you not be here.

Wu Shengzun and Tian Shengzun looked at him like an idiot.

You didn't say where you were, how could anyone know.

If you had said it early, maybe Lin Moyu could get a few more ancient wells, and then the human race would have endless amounts of colorful water.

The look in their eyes said, "It's all your fault, why didn't you come out earlier."

The Saint Killer looked innocent and regretful at the same time, "If I had known earlier, I wish I had spoken out earlier."

Wu Shengzun was not polite at the moment, "If this is the case, then we won't be polite."

He reached out and took over the Wanshui Ancient Well. Lin Moyu also removed the imprint of his soul, while Wu Shengzun used his soul to imprint the Zushui Ancient Well.

During this process, Wu Shengzun's body trembled slightly and his eyes were tightly closed.

An invisible pressure from the Holy Lord filled the starry sky.

It lasted for a full minute before it dispersed. Wu Shengzun successfully eliminated the Wancai Water Dragon.

This ancient well of ten thousand waters has since changed its owner and has become the property of Wu Shengzun and the human race.

Lin Moyu was a little confused, "Holy Lord, the colorful water dragon is difficult to deal with, but it does not pose a threat to the Holy Lord. Why don't you go get it?"

Killing the Holy Lord successfully answered, "We also want to, but the other side realm cannot enter the deep space unless we can control the rules of the space."

"Deep space cannot support the power of the Holy Lord. As long as we forcefully enter, it will cause the space to collapse.

"When the time comes, even we will fall into chaos, and life or death will be unpredictable."

Tian Shengzun added, "The God Lord is the limit of entering deep space, and it also needs to master the laws of space, or use the props of the laws of space.

"But it is difficult for the God to deal with the colorful water dragon. We all tried it when we were young, but we all ended in failure.

"The best time was just a few dozen drops of colorful water.

Lin Moyu recalled the process of his fight against the Wancai Water Dragon, and this was indeed the case.

Even with the soul realm that he has reached the other side, coupled with the soul-shooting bow, it is difficult to fight against the colorful water dragon.

Ordinary gods would be lucky if they encountered immortality.

If it weren't for the natural disaster scepter, I would be in big trouble.

Therefore, it is really difficult to obtain the ancient well of Zu Shui.

For countless years, so many people of all races have never obtained the ancestral water tongue fat.

Lin Moyu thought in his heart that the next time the black tide appears, he can enter the deep space again and get a few more ancient ancestral water 1.0 wells.

There really is no such thing as too much good stuff like this.

Wu Shengzun took out several jade bottles and at the same time manipulated the ancient well of ancestral water to take out the colorful water.

This time he didn't feel any distress at all and gave a full 100 drops from each bottle. This time he was really full.

There are thousands of drops of colorful water in an ancient well, which is enough for a long time, and one drop can be replenished every ten days.

With a sufficient amount of colorful water, Saint Killer was full of momentum, "Let's go and beat him."

Wu Shengzun looked at Lin Moyu, "Do you want to go? If we fight, it might be a bit dangerous.

Lin Moyu thought for a while, "I also want to see the battle between the saints."

Tian Shengzun chuckled and said, "It's okay, I'm trying to protect you."

Saint Killer laughed loudly and said, "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

With a wave of his hand, he waved out a ball of pitch-black energy that enveloped the four people, and the four people instantly disappeared into the darkness. .