Disastrous Necromancer Chapter 1342

Chapter 1342 Who is the hunter and who is the prey?

The Wolf Clan, the Black Iron Clan, and the Three Silver Clan finally arrived.

They crossed the position where the Golden Eagle Clan was standing and stood in different directions to form a circle around Lin Moyu.

None of the six people took action first, but they seemed to have Lin Moyu in their hands.

The Wolf Clan had a sinister look in their eyes. “You said we would die for money… You think too highly of yourself.”

Lin Moyu chuckled and glanced around. “Six is fine.”

At this moment, his aura began to rise wildly. He

soared all the way from the True God Realm, broke through layers of restrictions, and rose all the way to the peak of the ninth level of the God King.

No one was surprised by this.

They had long expected that Lin Moyu had hidden his strength to be able to get here. He was at least the eighth level of the God King and most likely the ninth level of the God King.

But the Golden Eagle Clan felt more and more uneasy.

The Wolf Clan also raised his aura. He also had the strength of the ninth level of the God King and was also a leader among many ninth-level God Kings, not much worse than Lin Moyu.

“You finally stopped hiding your realm. You humans just like this meaningless thing.”

The three silver tribes of the Black Iron Demon all released their own auras. A strong pressure rushed straight into the sky and rolled up the yellow sand.

The Golden Eagle tribe also released a strong pressure.

Six strands of pressure belonging to the ninth level of the God King firmly suppressed Lin Moyu.

But the next second, the eyes of the six people suddenly changed. First,

Lin Moyu’s aura was raised to the ninth level of the God King. After pausing for two seconds, it suddenly rose again.

Instantly broke through the restrictions of the ninth level of the God King and entered a special level.

Little God!

There was a burst of swelling in the soul. It was a bit painful but not unbearable.

After reaching the ninth level of the True God in the real realm, the soul’s endurance was further enhanced.

In addition to his own strength becoming stronger and his foundation becoming more solid, the power of the undead was also improved.

With the combination of the two, Lin Moyu finally broke through the restrictions of the ninth level of the God King and temporarily raised his strength to the level of the Little God.

If it was before, as long as he raised his soul to the Little God, it would be broken on the spot in a few seconds and could not be used for fighting at all.

But now his soul can be maintained in the state of a small god for a period of time. If it can be replenished during this period, the maintenance time can be further extended.

The Golden Eagle tribe finally knew where his uneasiness came from. “You are not a ninth-level God King, you are a small god!”

He let out a strange cry, fear grew in his heart, and his first reaction was to escape!

It was not only him who had this idea, but also the other five people.

Now they no longer had the intention to kill Lin Moyu, so they wanted to leave.

But Lin Moyu would not give them a chance.

A red light flashed on his finger.

The six people felt a sharp pain in their heads at the same time, and their souls were attacked and their movements paused.

Fusion magic: Time curse!

Although Lin Moyu’s soul enhancement has been improved, his magic is still at the ninth-level state of the True God and has not been improved.

The magic of the ninth-level True God plus the 10 times damage brought by [Strong Soldiers] can only make them feel the pain of the soul and delay for half a second.

Half a second is enough for Lin Moyu to do many things.

The immortal flame skeleton throne appeared in the air and flew out of the flames. The skeleton king stood up from the throne.

Endless skeletons appeared densely and almost instantly enveloped everyone and surrounded them.

The skeletons were no threat to them, but they could delay them and buy time for Lin Moyu.

The soul fire in the Skeleton King’s head was beating violently, and a bloody red light burst out from his empty eyes. He locked onto the Golden Eagle tribe member and swung his bone sword.

Magic: Slash the God!

The sword light lit up, and the Golden Eagle tribe member immediately screamed.

At this time, the Skeleton King had reached the ninth level of the God King. With the blessing of [Strong Soldiers], the damage was increased by 10 times, and he was about to surpass the ninth level of the God King.

Even if he had not reached the level of a minor God, he was infinitely close to it.

Slash the God with One Sword The God King of the Golden Eagle tribe could not bear it and was seriously injured on the spot.

The golden feathers were cut off in unison, and his expression was listless and the golden light was dim.

He was horrified and was about to shoot all the feathers and use the Golden Eagle tribe’s life-saving method to escape.

But the scene in front of him suddenly changed, the yellow sand disappeared, and the starry sky descended.

For a moment, the world changed, and he seemed to be in the starry sky of the big world.

“Illusion!”

He was horrified how he could fall into an illusion and when did the illusion appear.

A giant comparable to a star appeared in the starry sky.

The giant raised his palm and slapped him with a breath that was enough to destroy a star.

The illusion was too real. Even if he knew it was an illusion, it was useless.

Even the God King could not stay calm in such an illusion.

The Golden Eagle screamed in fear and his feathers exploded. He instantly turned into a vulture.

He used a life-saving spell. After the feathers exploded, he turned into a golden light and fled into the depths of the starry sky.

But the giant moved faster and slapped him back with his giant hand.

The Golden Eagle’s face was full of despair and the vitality in his eyes was gradually dimming.

The giant spewed out flames and devoured it.

The Golden Eagle was trapped in the sea of fire and screamed!

In the real world, the Golden Eagle exploded his feathers and exerted an amazing speed.

But because of the restrictions of the loess desert, his speed was stopped by the rules of the desert as soon as he started.

He was like hitting an invisible wall and bounced back.

Then the fire lich summoned the law of the galaxy projection, and endless flames poured on him and devoured it.

The Golden Eagles died the fastest. He was severely injured by the Skeleton King and then used the life-saving spell to weaken his strength.

Otherwise, it would not be so easy to burn a strong man of the same realm with just the Flame Lich.

Lin Moyu moved to the half-dead Golden Eagle and beheaded him with a sword.

The sharp bone sword wrapped in the law of immortality corroded the last law of the Golden Eagle and cut off its neck. A hairless head with a sharp beak rose into the sky.

The blood with a slight golden glow in the bright red gushed out and dyed the yellow sand red.

A soul force was sucked over and part of it was transformed into a source of power to maintain the original spell, and the other part was purified and refined by the gifted giant tree and the nine-color dragon soul crystal.

Lin Moyu collected the body of the Golden Eagle and got another material for the ninth level of the God King.

Turning to look at the other five people, these five people were just materials in Lin Moyu’s eyes.

The five people are now trapped in their own illusions and can’t extricate themselves.

The illusion of the Starlight Lich can trap a strong man of the ninth level of the God King. If only one Lin is trapped, it can be trapped for a long time.

If there are too many people, the duration of the illusion will be reduced accordingly.

Now the illusion will not last more than five minutes if five people are trapped at the same time.

Five minutes is very long for a ninth-level God King, enough for Lin Moyu to kill them many times.

The Skeleton King and the Fire Lich, who also have the combat power of the ninth-level God King, plus Lin Moyu himself, who has reached the level of a small God.

The three cooperated to slaughter the five people in trouble.

. . .

The oasis was still quiet. The yellow sand world flying in the air in the distance and the oasis seemed to exist in two different spaces.

There was no fighting here, just like a piece of pure land.

The rules set by the Little Ming King Bodhisattva with the power of the small God were not violated by everyone present.

At this time, they were all discussing Lin Moyu’s affairs.

No one thought that Lin Moyu could come back alive. Under the pursuit of six ninth-level God Kings, the wolf tribe marked the golden eagle tribe with the speed advantage. Lin Moyu had a ten-point chance of survival.

But most people didn’t care about Lin Moyu’s life and death, and they didn’t care about Lin Moyu’s life and death. Lin Moyu was just a topic of conversation.