Chapter 240

Ye Ming turns his eyes again. In fact, he is very happy. It is absolutely good for Shengyuan to add a level 10 to the strong at this time.

"We should go to the College of the dead without delay. Do you have anything else to prepare?" Hong Wushen's face became serious and asked.

Ye Ming and Mo Mingtong shook their heads at the same time. Hong Wushen nodded slightly and said, "OK, when I inform the professionals above level 7 here, I will go to the College of the dead immediately.

With that, Hong Wushen turned and left. Ye Ming watched Hong Wushen leave his back and sighed in his heart. He hasn't supported Tianling college until now, but fortunately, Tianling college is in the core area of the holy law Empire and generally won't have an accident.

But three minutes later, Hong Wushen came back. It was obvious that the Tianying mountains had agreed to let them leave.

In fact, the strongest can't stop them if they want to go. Moreover, it won't be long before the strong will be assigned to support other areas again. Hong Wushen is only a day or two ahead of time.

"Let's go, because it's useless for other professionals to go, so just the three of us and the two seventh level professionals of the prophet family who are responsible for protecting Mo Mingtong." Hong Wushen said.

Ye Ming also saw two old men who looked ordinary in gray robes behind Hong Wushen.

"Is that all right?" Ye Ming asked. He meant that every team supporting the holy law Empire needs a ninth level professional, and he, as the captain of the team, should act together.

"It doesn't matter. They are the team left in the Tianying mountain. There is Tianlei Eagle guarding here. There will be no accident. It's a big deal that you'll come back." Hong Wushen smiled.

The two Presbyterians nodded to him and nodded slightly to him. Then they flashed to Mo Mingtong. Invisible spiritual power had protected Mo Mingtong.

Mo Mingtong looked helpless. In fact, her own cultivation has reached level 7, which is better than ye Mingdu. However, in the eyes of the family elders, she is still a younger generation who needs protection. Although it will not affect her decision, she must pay attention to her safety.

Ye Ming thinks there's nothing bad about this. For example, as a prophet, Mo Mingtong's body is relatively fragile. There is less chance of being attacked by someone to protect him. He can clearly feel the gaze of the two elders on Mo Mingtong.

I'm afraid if Mo Mingtong's life is in danger, they will not hesitate to give their lives to resist. Families like the prophet pay more attention to the safety of the excellent young generation than anything.

"Let's go." Hong Wushen said.

Then a powerful holy power wrapped around them. The holy power was colorful and could not see what attribute it was. Ye Ming and Mo Mingtong could feel that the scene under their feet was changing rapidly and moved quickly towards the location of the College of the dead.

Hong Wushen is worthy of being the strongest one whose cultivation has reached level 10. At his speed, the light ball stopped after only half a day.

When the holy power dispersed, a strong breath of death came to his face. The surrounding environment was lifeless, and there were scattered tombstones. The only special and spectacular sight was a long black river in front of him.

The river is full of dead gas. You can vaguely see dead fish passing through it. You don't have to ask Ye Ming to know that this is the long rumored river of death.

Roar! Just then, a roar came. The roar was mixed with ten levels of cultivation accomplishments. The sound wave with the smell of the dead, visible to the naked eye, lifted the river like a blade, and the hard ground beside the land of death was broken like tofu.

Ye Ming also had to protect his body with mental force. He noticed the intensity of the sound wave, and his face changed slightly and said, "is it possible that the tenth order undead is out of control?

"Although it's unlikely that if the tenth order undead is out of control, the destructive power will never be so much, but just in case, we'd better go to the undead College as soon as possible." Hong Wushen said in a deep voice.

The College of the dead itself is across the river of death. It's not difficult to find it. Ye Ming's spiritual power is just expanding with all his strength. He didn't even move. He found a black array emitting a terrible smell above the College of the dead building.

Hong Wushen suddenly changed his face and flew towards the array without hesitation. Ye Ming and Mo Mingtong didn't understand what happened, but they followed closely.

I saw a cold door suddenly appear around the array, full of 15, and a cold laughter came from one of the largest door: "after so long... I can finally come out. This time, I must have a good taste of the flesh and blood of the living world.

Then a huge bone faucet stretched out. In front of its huge body, even the College of the dead seemed a little small. It was a ten rank bone Dragon Emperor!

"You'd better go back..." said Hong Wushen. The holy power turned into a huge palm. The light element burst out outside the palm, giving people a sacred feeling. He punched forward mercilessly.

Roar! Boom! The bone dragon emperor noticed a man attacking it, roared, collided with his strong body, and made a roar. The golden big hand was covered with gray, and then the bone Dragon Emperor was also blasted in.

"What did yexi'er do?" After the bone Dragon Emperor was blown back, Hong Wushen felt a strong breath coming to the Shengyuan continent, looking a little ugly.

"Purple magic bone Dragon King, shadow knight." Ye Ming felt the second, and immediately felt the dangerous smell from the gate. Without saying a word, he summoned the dead purple magic bone Dragon King and the shadow knight.

I saw a crystal clear purple bone dragon and a dark knight wearing black armor and riding a ghost horse with a slightly transparent body.

As soon as they appeared, the professional emblem behind Ye Ming lit up, and two white lights fell on them. The breath immediately climbed layer by layer, and in a short time it rose to the Ninth level peak level, and even could compete with the breath of the tenth level undead.

Without ye mingduo's saying, they found a gate of the dead and sealed the two gates respectively. Before the arrival of the ten level dead, they couldn't give full play to their real strength. They roared and wanted to drive them away with their spiritual power.

But the shadow knight and the purple magic bone Dragon King are not afraid. They are also God level Warcraft. Their combat power is almost invincible at the same level. They already have nine levels of peak cultivation. How can they be frightened by the ten levels of undead that have not yet come?

At the top of the array, twelve black tokens fell. Hong Wushen looked unstoppable. He saw that the tokens fell on the remaining twelve unblocked undead gates. They turned into a black light and integrated into the undead gate, which made the undead gate disappear directly from the plane.

"... hoo, luckily you came in time, or I won't catch up." A finally relieved voice came, and the transparent night Xi'er appeared in front of them.

At this time, Mo Mingtong dared to come over. Seeing ye Xi'er's appearance, he was surprised and said, "where's your body? How has it become a soul state.

"It's a long story. It should be the price of taking this step, but it won't take long to recover." Night Xi'er sighed and said.

"Master Ye Xi'er, what's the matter? Why are there so many ten level dead doors here? It's reasonable that even five ten level dead mages can't summon so many." Hong Wushen frowned.

The scene just now really raised too many questions in his mind. When was the gate of the tenth level undead so worthless? Even if the tenth level undead mage didn't have decades of preparation, it was difficult to open it, but there were 15 fans just now, and then it was easily closed by yexi'er.

This is beyond Hong Wushen's understanding of the necromancer.