Chapter 69

Five dark doors leading to the dead spirit plane appeared and opened, and out came a zombie with a magic wand. They came to yexi'er and sang with her.

Night Xi'er calls the dead regularly. Different kinds of dead summon different kinds of dead. Even if her strength is not as strong as before, she still has five ninth level dead.

When you have high-level undead, you have a great advantage in summoning low-level undead, just like now

"Five third-order necromancers? When was the summoning of the dead in the College of the dead so advanced?" Mo Mingtong looked surprised.

Corpse witches belong to the top of the food chain in the level of the dead. They are the necromancer among the dead and can also control the dead. Generally, the weaker corpse witches are level 5. As for the third level corpse witches, the rarity is no less than that of level 7 corpse witches, but ye Xi'er summoned three.

The effect is also obvious. With the help of five corpse Witches of the same level, yexi'er successfully summoned the gate of the fifth level undead. For other third-order necromancer, it is impossible to summon the fifth-order necromancer even if he does everything.

Mo Mingtong didn't do it, because she knew that her third-order cultivation couldn't shake the fifth-order gate of the dead. The gate of the dead summoned by the necromancer wanted to shake, and only professionals of the corresponding level could do it.

Night Xi'er has a little more fatigue in her eyes. Different from the five ninth level undead before, she has a life contract with them. Calling only needs spiritual power, and each undead summoned by opening the gate of the undead needs to consume a certain spiritual power and holy power. The gate of the higher level undead also needs the understanding of the necromancer

However, in the battle, once the necromancer summons the higher level necromancers, the outcome is doomed. The strength of the fifth level necromancers is definitely not comparable to that of the third level and first level cultivation. Even if she has divine strength, it is far from enough.

This is the horror of the necromancer. He doesn't need to be strong. He just needs to summon the necromancer to be stronger than his opponent and protect himself.

But Mo Mingtong's eyes were not flustered at all. Even there was a bit of banter in his always calm eyes. The gate of the dead opened with a loud and long dragon chant. Unexpectedly, it was a young bone dragon with five levels of cultivation.

Just to achieve this step, yexi'er is the strongest necromancer under the age of 15.

"Unfortunately, if only you could summon God level." Ye Xi'er also sighed with regret. What she summoned this time was a saint level bone dragon. In fact, she still had some hope to summon the legendary god level undead. Unfortunately, the pie in the sky couldn't hit her head after all.

She then said to Mo Mingtong, "use prophecy, or you won't have a chance.

"As you wish." Mo Mingtong said with a smile. The bright element light spots like stars gathered around her, and the invisible wave of terror spread out on her.

Prophecy is the ultimate skill of a prophet. It can predict the future. It is also the only weapon that a prophet can change his prediction and affect the future. No matter how many levels of prophets can use it, this move is enough to rank among the top three in terms of power.

Night Xi'er's eyes narrowed slightly and wanted to see how powerful Mo Mingtong's so-called prophecy is

Boom! There were two explosions. One was the explosion of the Qin tomb, and the other was the explosion of the bone dragon.

The big black and white bird resisted the sweeping of the destructive holy power and flew the Qin tomb, making him lose the power to fight again.

The body of the bone dragon summoned by Ye Xi'er suddenly trembled violently, and the hard body exploded directly. At the same time, a vortex composed of four elements attacked Ye Xi'er. It was so powerful that the second-order undead couldn't stop it at all, smashing all the surrounding undead.

"I lost." Night Xi'er shook her head. Seeing the strength of Mo Mingtong, she knew that she was not Mo Mingtong's opponent only in the third level field. If Mo Mingtong was also level 10, she would still not be mo Mingtong's opponent even if she recovered from her heyday.

"Your prophet profession... Is the strongest mage profession I've ever seen." Ye Xi'er said that there is no strongest profession in Shengyuan continent, only those who give full play to their professional ability. As the ten-level strongest person of the Millennium witch, her sentence can be said to be extremely important.

The barrier of the dead scattered, and the external environment was extremely expanded. From the destruction, light and evil holy power left on the ground, we can imagine how fierce the war was.

Qin's tomb was lying in a big hole three meters deep. His eyes were full of unwilling. If the light and dark bird hadn't stopped in time just now, that blow would have killed him, but he couldn't understand why it was only a third-order cultivation, but it could resist its full strength. After a blow, it was unharmed and launched a counterattack.

The combination of Holy tree divine bird and magic tree evil bird can be immune to an attack below level 6. Looking at the light and dark divine bird leaves, they are thoughtful. Although they can't last for a few seconds, the explosive power of the fusion moment is huge.

"I lost." Ye Xi'er said directly. Ye Ming looked at her in surprise when he heard the speech. Obviously, he didn't expect that she would lose.

"I'm afraid she is the strongest mage of the same rank." Night Xi'er said, "but you may have a chance.

The strongest doesn't mean there is no weakness, but the mage's melee is always a weakness. Ye Ming is not a mage, maybe he still has a chance.

"It's just you and me." Mo Mingtong looks at Ye Ming. He doesn't know why the other party's spiritual cultivation is far inferior to himself, but ye Ming still has the feeling of being seen through by her.

But when ye Ming observes Mo Mingtong's look, Mo Mingtong's face doesn't fluctuate at all, as if everything was expected.

The black-and-white big bird turns into two God level Warcraft again. The evil bird of the magic tree is fast and quickly attacks Mo Mingtong. With previous experience, it knows that the body of MAGE professionals is very fragile. As long as they are close, they basically win.

Of course, Mo Mingtong won't let it do what she wants. She didn't even lock it with her mental force. She threw a purple fireball and just landed on the only way of the evil tree and evil bird.

The evil bird of the magic tree hurried to escape, but the fireball suddenly exploded and magnified into a power grid composed of lightning, which trapped it. The lightning attacked the body, and its whole body was paralyzed.

Mo Mingtong combines the water element with the thunder element and turns it into a water mine ball to hit the magic tree evil bird that can't move for the time being.

The magic tree evil bird has strong attack power, but its defense power is its fatal weakness. In the past, it was unable to be touched by others by relying on its extremely fast speed, but now if it is hit by this attack, I'm afraid it will lose its combat power.

"Skill integration!" Ye Ming's expression was frozen, and his hands changed several movements continuously. The skills of the bright unicorn and the holy light divine bird were integrated into a white light and drilled into the evil bird of the magic tree.

When the light mass entered the body, the paralytic feeling of the evil tree and the evil bird suddenly disappeared. The light element was warm all over the body, and even the automatic injury healed slowly. It struggled to open the thunder net, and its body almost wiped the thunder ball.