National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

The warship once again sailed outside the territory, and Lin Moyu was going to carry out the second step of his plan to strengthen the Bone Hell.

The Skeleton Hell becomes stronger, making what he has to do next easier.

The ‘Ghost Tribe’ has already appeared, and there is no need to appear again for the time being.

Moreover, the Tao poison has not dissipated, and it is not suitable to perform the Tao again for the time being.

The enlightenment effect caused by the ten races together is better than that of a single one, and there will be less residual Tao poison.

This time, the remnants of the poison will only take thirty years to completely dissipate.

Lin Moyu plans to let the ghost tribe disappear for thirty years, and use these thirty years to raise the Bone Hell to the ninth level of God.

At the Suzaku battlefield, in the army station, Sword Saint looked at Lin Mohan with a slightly complicated look.

Lin Mohan was practicing at this time, and his aura was rising steadily.

Lin Mohan just said that she wanted to practice some practice and asked the Sword Master to protect her.

Then she entered a state of cultivation.

This is not the first time this has happened, and every time Lin Mohan's level can be improved.

The same is true now, her realm is steadily improving.

She had only entered the other side for the first time before, and even her realm was not particularly stable yet. Those with sharp eyes could still see that the laws still remained in her body.

But now, the redundant laws are quickly being transformed into the power of rules.

Lin Mohan is getting stronger.

This speed of cultivation is amazing.

The Sword Master activated the formation to prevent anyone from disturbing Lin Mohan. At the same time, he guarded outside the formation and never left.

Saint Killer and Saint Fu came over together. Saint Killer looked at him for a few times and showed a smile, "It seems that Lin's realm has improved again."

The Sword Saint looked over with confusion in his eyes, "The boy you are talking about, Lin Moyu, is that guy Lin Moyu?"

The Saint of Killing said, "Who else could there be besides him?"

The Sword Master was puzzled, "What does Lin Mohan's improvement in strength have to do with Lin Moyu?"

Saint Killer chuckled, "What do you think?"

The Sword Master raised his eyebrows and almost wanted to draw his sword on the spot, "I don't want to guess, tell me!"

Sha Shengzun pretended to be like me and just didn't say anything, what can you do to me.

It has to be said that Saint Killer looks very indebted at this moment.

Fu Shengzun acted as the middleman, "Because of the resonance of blood, every time Lin Xiaoyou's realm improves, it will push Fairy Han to improve her realm.

The Sword Saint was stunned on the spot, and it took a few seconds for him to suddenly realize, "So that's it. No wonder Mohan's promotions came so suddenly in the past few times."

"I didn't use the blood route, and I reached the other side in just more than ten years. I thought it was because Mohan had unparalleled qualifications, but it turned out to be because of the resonance of his bloodline!"

Fu Shengzun shook his head, "It's not entirely caused by bloodline resonance. Fairy Han's own talent should also be extremely strong. Bloodline resonance alone cannot achieve this effect.

After knowing that there was a blood resonance between Lin Moyu and Lin Mohan, several saints studied a large amount of relevant information through the Human Emperor Network.

In the end, it was concluded that although bloodline resonance plays a huge role, one's own qualifications are equally important.

If Lin Mohan's qualifications were average, bloodline resonance would not be able to reach this level.

The Saint Killer smiled disdainfully and said, "You guys know nothing. You only know one but not the other."

The sword light flashed across, and the Sword Saint Lord's long sword was unsheathed, pointing at the Killer Saint Lord, "Are you itchy?"

Lord Sha Sheng made a sound, "You may not be able to beat me now."

Behind Saint Killer, there is a mass of mist rolling.

With the help of Ximu Wraith, Killing Saint Lord's combat power has skyrocketed, and he looks like I am not afraid of you.

Zhan Shengzun didn't know when he came here and said with a smile, "What else does Lao Sha know? Let's talk about it.

Saint Killer said, "Boy Lin said that his sister has a talent for cultivation, which can increase her cultivation speed by more than a hundred times."

"I was just thinking that the effect caused by bloodline resonance would also be affected by talent, which would increase it a hundred times...

Several people looked at each other, the bloodline resonance was already abnormal enough, and with the help of such talent, it would be really unimaginable.

The Sword Master sighed, "It's really a show that combines the beauty of heaven and earth."

The War Saint shook his head, "After all, it may be the reincarnation of an ancient great power, it cannot be speculated."

The extremely strong cultivation talent, bloodline resonance, and the bloodline inheritance of ancient powerful powers gave Lin Mohan the ability to fight beyond the next level.

Everything made Lin Mohan as bright as a star.

The feeling of these two siblings can only be described in two words: monsters!

In the eyes of several saints, both siblings are monsters.

The ancestral star of the demon clan, the fire of the abyss is burning.

There seemed to be a big hole in the void, and flames flowed down like a waterfall.

At the bottom of the flame waterfall, the Abyss Demon Lord was bathed in flames, and his breath was gradually recovering.

It's just that the recovery speed is very slow and takes a lot of time.

Lin Mohan's sword almost shattered his world of rules.

The world of rules is everything to the Holy Lord. If the world of rules is damaged, his body and soul will also be damaged.

However, the Abyss Demon Lord knew that the main reason why he was defeated was because of the immortal skull.

It's obviously my magic weapon, why does it suddenly explode violently?

The power contained in the Supreme Realm magic weapon is very terrifying. The flames inside it will bite back on itself and directly blow itself up into serious injuries.

...Please give me flowers...

This gave Lin Mohan an opportunity to take advantage of.

The Demon Lord of the Abyss raised his head, looked into the void through the flame waterfall, and said in a hoarse voice, "Demon Lord, do you know why?"

After a moment, the Demon Lord's big face appeared in the flames, "I told you before that with your ability, you cannot control the magic weapon of the Supreme Realm."

"The magic weapon has a spirit. The magic weapon in the Supreme Realm already has a trace of spirituality. Maybe it doesn't want you to control it. To it, that is an insult.

The Demon Lord of the Abyss was obviously dissatisfied, "But I clearly refined it."

The Demon Lord said: "Perhaps what you have refined is only the surface.

The Demon Lord of the Abyss couldn't think of a better answer, so he could only accept this answer.

The Demon Lord continued, "This is just my guess. I will ask them again to see if I can get a more accurate answer.

"After all, they gave us the things, so they will know better.

"You should recover from your injuries as soon as possible. The war with the human race is far from over."

The Demon Lord of the Abyss whispered, "I know, Demon Lord, ten races were wiped out by the ghost tribe this time. I think this is abnormal. Is there someone behind the scenes who is manipulating the ghost tribe?"

The Demon Lord whispered, "There should be some. The ten tribes were wiped out, and even the Abyss Demonic Eye did not issue any warning. Obviously the ghost tribe has a way to avoid the Abyss Demonic Eye.

"I will investigate this matter clearly."

The Demon Lord disappeared, and the Abyss Demon Lord continued to bathe in the fire of the abyss, and his injuries were slowly recovering.

The flames condensed the appearance of Lin Mohan, and the deep and sinister voice of the Demon Lord of the Abyss came out, "Next time, I will definitely kill you!"

Holy Orang Niu came to the statue again and recounted the situation of the previous battle.

The Orang Niu Holy Lord is a little worried. He is afraid that the human race is getting stronger and stronger, and they may not be able to make it to the end as planned.

After all, it will take more than 1,300 years before the origin of the world will be revealed.

The statue glowed slightly, and the light gathered into a ball.

After lasting for a full hundred days, the light finally condensed into a fist-sized light group.

The light group contained extremely terrifying power. The Orang Niu Holy Lord took the light group carefully.

The voice of the statue slowly sounded, "The arrival of this deity will be postponed for five years, so you can know it for yourself."

Holy Monkey Ox immediately saluted, thank you so much!"

Condensing the light group was not without cost. It consumed a lot of power, delaying his arrival for a full five years.

But Holy Orang Niu doesn't care about this. What he cares about more is the life and death of himself and his race!