After defeating magic night God, Ye Ming soon ushered in the second battle. Ye Ming was surprised by his opponent in this game.
"Are you? Necromancer?" Ye Ming couldn't help but wonder.
Necromancers are very rare in Shengyuan, and most of them appear in one force. Necromancers above level 7 can only come from the Institute of the dead.
And he is facing the night Tomb of Ye Xi'er's apprentice, which is really a little difficult to start.
"We are now level 8 professionals and have the opportunity to participate in the competition. The teacher gave us some special moves and said that we don't have to keep our hands when we meet you. Please don't hesitate to do it." The night tomb smiled.
Like Ye Ming, he finds the identity of the other party as soon as he makes a move. Ye Ming's spirit of animal card is still eye-catching, which is hard to forget for those who have seen it.
Because necromancer is a profession with relatively high age requirements, don't look at them like this. In fact, they have good talents in this regard, so they are allowed to participate in the professional competition.
"All right." Ye Ming doesn't intend to keep his hand. He has achieved level 7 and level 1. It's not easy to defeat a level 8 professional.
What ye Ming doesn't know is that the professional competition is actually a competition that professionals in the whole Shengyuan mainland can watch. This time, his shot directly attracted the attention of most people.
Originally, because ye Ming's teammates performed too well in the last game, and the blue burning ice wolf summoned by Ye Ming was very special, it suddenly attracted a lot of people to watch their game.
Now, a red contract rose on the ground and saw a little girl with red hair carved in pink and jade come out. Her eyes were red and dignified, like an emperor.
It is the spirit emperor of inflammation!
"Humanoid elements, Warcraft like?" Some seven rank knowledgeable professionals could not help frowning.
In this way, the elemental Warcraft like human can only show that she has human blood. The cultivation speed of Warcraft that can have human blood is also very fast. It can be said that it is one of the Warcraft with the greatest potential. All of a sudden, top professionals have focused on the spirit emperor of inflammation.
Other low-level professionals look at the burning spirit emperor with novel eyes and look at such a contrast cute little girl, which really makes them unable to move away.
Ye Ming's means to pay more for the Ninth level professionals now is the ancient holy dragon and blood array. As for the eighth level professionals, just let some experienced old divine beasts deal with them.
"Like the undead puppet, do you summon the profession of the dead? Ye Ming, summon the holy mysterious poisonous grass." The burning spirit emperor thought.
Ye Ming did, and soon another little girl with purple hair and cold look appeared in front of him.
"It's enough to summon only two?" Ye Ming asked.
"Well, that's enough." The burning spirit emperor said faintly.
"Mr. Ye Ming, is it really good for you to do this? Many people watched this game." The night tomb coughed. At their level, professionals can easily pass on conversations they don't want others to hear.
"I know, but I don't intend to hide my identity as a beast card master professional." Ye Mingdao.
The night tomb couldn't help twitching at the corners of his mouth and said, "I don't mean that. Now the first to tenth level professionals of the three empires can watch your game. Are you so brazen?
"Think of it as like as two peas, who have a little girl's form, but you call a similar one, and don't even think about how rare it is, and not afraid of people's suspicion of your hobby."
Ye Ming is right to think about it carefully. With the rarity of humanoid Warcraft and the fact that the two girls he summoned are little girls... Anyone would think too much.
"Wait... You will think of this. Are you..." Ye Ming found that he seemed to understand something.
"Start fighting." A flustered way appeared on the night tomb's face. He held a purple skeleton Necklace in his hand, and the badge of profession appeared.
The gray fog filled the air with the corpse poison commonly used by the necromancer. The flaming spirit emperor waved his hand and the gorgeous flame was released into a flame barrier. As soon as the fog approached, it would be burned into nothingness.
Ye Ming looks more and more strange. He thinks of yexi'er's praise of her apprentice's good nature. When she becomes weak and becomes a little girl, instead of abandoning her, she becomes more loyal.
Does this need to tell yexi'er? No, it should be his illusion, and yexi'er is not a little girl now. It doesn't matter whether you know it or not.
Shengxuan poisonous grass planted poisonous seeds on the ground, which soon took root and sprouted, and purple vines spread one by one.
The night tomb was singing, and a dark gate of the dead was summoned. His old face showed a hard look, and it was not easy to summon a purple bone dragon with eight levels of cultivation.
The bone dragon roared, and the dragon's power was released, but in the twinkling of an eye it was suppressed by the momentum of the burning spirit emperor. It spewed out dragon inflammation, and soon was dominated by the flame of the burning spirit emperor.
Realizing that the enemy is strong, the gray field is immediately released by the bone dragon. It is the undead field owned by the undead above level 7. Any creature will be weakened here.
"See the strongest fire field." The burning spirit emperor said faintly.
Boom! A golden field was released on her. It was like a real flame. It was domineering and aggressive. It ignited the field of bone dragon at once, and the spirit of the dead could not resist it.
The bone dragon had to use the double gasification of the dead as a barrier to block it. The dead at this level were not afraid of the flame, but when they saw the flame of the burning spirit emperor, even those who were no longer afraid of the flame would be afraid.
When a certain attribute reaches the extreme, unless it is at the same level, others will be restrained. This is the power of the burning spirit emperor.
"Cough, no, there are too many flames. I can't hold it... Shengxuan, are you all right?" The spirit emperor of inflammation suddenly lost his breath and ate hard.
"It's only a few minutes... Can't you be honest and practical?" Holy Xuan poisonous herb has no good airway.
"No! You can lose the game, but you must lose beautifully. You are beaten like a shrinking turtle by others. Don't you think it will undermine our dignity." The flame spirit emperor zhengse road.
"... it seems reasonable, but don't you think it's more embarrassing to lose?" The saint Xuan poisonous grass roared.
Seeing this, the night tomb couldn't help saying to Ye Ming, "why don't you summon some divine animal cards? I don't think they are well-known and reliable. If I just lose to them, I feel ashamed.
"No, don't underestimate them. They are all divine animal cards that have lived for thousands of years. Maybe it's to let you relax your vigilance." Ye Ming said positively.
So as a beast card master, will you just say it?
"Because their traps have been arranged, it doesn't matter whether I say it or not." Ye Ming shrugged.