Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1076 Necromancer
"what--"

An extremely miserable voice came from the mouth of the Holy Envoy of Reaching the Stars.

At this moment, his whole body was trembling.

Under the illusion of reincarnation created by Jiang Mo, his combat power was greatly weakened.

The purple thunder sword almost cut off the Saint Envoy of Picking Stars in half.

However, after all, he was a Nine-Star Martial Saint, and the defense power of the Star Reaching Saint Envoy was still terrible, resisting the berserk sword intent.

A monstrous black aura swept over, but it all dissipated under the fist of Ba Prison King Kong.

The green lotus of the sword swept out, and the incomparable sharpness of the sword bloomed crazily. In the blink of an eye, the body of the holy envoy of picking stars was already bloody.

The centipede is dead but not stiff, even if it ends up like this, he is still struggling, trying to escape from this place.

However, Jiang Mo did not intend to give him any more chances.

Now that he has made up his mind to keep him here completely, there is no reason to be merciful.

Swish!
Jiang Mo's figure flashed out, the speed was so fast that everyone could only feel a flash of light in front of them.

A green lotus of the sword that was twirling has already slit the throat of the Holy Envoy of Picking Stars.

puff---
Bright red blood spurted out from the throat of the Holy Envoy of Reaching the Stars, like a blood arrow.

His eyes were wide open, as if he still didn't want to believe what happened to him.

ho ho...

Vitality continued to flow from the body of the Holy Envoy of Picking Stars, and he covered his cracked throat with both hands, making an indistinct sound.

Blood flowed from between his fingers, no matter what, it couldn't be stopped.

Immediately afterwards, his body began to twitch, and under Jiang Mo's gaze, the Holy Envoy of Reaching the Stars finally closed his eyes unwillingly.

A genuine Nine-Star Martial Saint has just fallen!
At this time, Qin Haotian stood there, panting heavily.

With his current state, it is really a little bit reluctant to participate in the battle between Prison King Kong and Star Reaching Holy Envoy.

Everyone stared at the corpse in a daze, and for a moment, it felt like a dream.

They couldn't believe that a Nine Star Martial Saint had fallen in front of them.

"My lord is mighty!"

"Roar, Roar, Roar!"

"Excellent, I am in Tiange Town!"

"Zhentian Pavilion is immortal!"

……

Not long after, waves of cheers rang out from around.

Before this, the Nine Star Martial Saints were a high and mighty existence in their eyes, not to mention witnessing their fall with their own eyes, even meeting them in normal times would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Now, the body of Martial Saint Zhaixing was placed in front of them.

How can they not be excited?
Jiang Mo raised his hand and pressed down, signaling for everyone to calm down.

Afterwards, he looked at Qin Haotian and said, "Can you train a necromancer to manipulate the corpse of the star-picking envoy?"

The Star Picking Saint Envoy was a Nine-Star Martial Saint during his lifetime, and his strength was not weak.

If it can be controlled, then in the future, Zhentian Pavilion will have two nine-star martial saints.

At that time, even if Heiyuanmen came to find him, Zhentian Pavilion would have the confidence to bargain.

In the final analysis, it is still a question of strength.

Now, the most urgent thing for Jiang Mo is to improve the overall strength of Zhentian Pavilion at all costs.

"My lord, there is indeed a little guy in the Night Devil Knights who has the potential to become a necromancer. I called him over, but now he is controlling the corpse of the nine-star martial saint. I don't know if it will be a little bit reluctant. "Qin Haotian said.

"Try first before talking." Jiang Mo waved his hand.

Not long after, a handsome young man came here.

"I've met Lord Pavilion Master." There seemed to be a hint of timidity in the young man's gaze.

He had never seen such a big scene.

"Don't be nervous, what's your name?" Jiang Mo asked gently.

"My name is Yanchen." The boy replied a little nervously.

"Very good, try it and see if you can manipulate that corpse." Jiang Mo said gently.

If this young man named Yanchen could really control the corpse of the Nine Star Martial Saint, then his energy would be terrifying in the future.

"it is good."

Yanchen nodded, unlike other magicians, he didn't have a scepter in his hand.

However, his arms showed a strange black color.

He closed his eyes and silently recited incantations, and strange syllables came out of his mouth.

His arms began to dance, and the black lines squirmed on his arms as if they were alive.

A strange black glow radiated from Yanchen's body.

At this time, everyone was focused and calm, not daring to disturb.

The black aura enveloped the body of the Holy Envoy of Picking Stars.

The young Yanchen seemed to be struggling, his body was trembling slightly, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead.

Obviously, it was still difficult for him to control the corpse of the Nine Star Martial Saint.

I saw him grit his teeth, looking very stubborn.

"It's moved, the body of the Holy Envoy of Star Picking has moved..."

Soon, someone noticed the strange scene in front of them.

Jiang Mo took a deep breath, feeling equally shocked.

This young man named Yanchen does have the ability similar to that of a corpse general, he can control dead corpses.

However, that corpse general is just a living body with intelligence, while this Yanchen is a human being, so the two cannot be compared naturally.

"Try to see if you can make him attack."

Jiang Mo said.

Yanchen gritted his teeth, nodded, and immediately his eyes suddenly lit up with a scarlet light.

Afterwards, the Star Picking Saint Envoy seemed to become more flexible, and a low voice came out of his throat.

"Boom!"

When he raised his right hand, a burst of black primordial power pierced through the air and blasted on a hill in the distance.

In an instant, the hill shattered open, and the surrounding birds and beasts all fled in shock.

"hiss--"

Seeing this scene, the surrounding monks gasped.

Sure enough, this boy named Yanchen was really a Necromancer.

In the future, his deterrent power may be the most terrifying.

Think about it, if he mobilized more than a dozen nine-star martial saints to fight, even if he was a gold-level power, he would be helpless.

However, the number of Nine Star Martial Saints is too rare, even if they fall, it is not an easy task to get their bodies.

It just so happened that today, the Star Picking Holy Envoy took the initiative to find trouble in Zhentian Pavilion.

Otherwise, they would not have obtained the corpse of a Nine Star Martial Saint so easily.

"My lord, this is the strongest power I can control him and unleash!"

After a while, the scarlet color in Yanchen's eyes faded away, and the corpse of the Holy Envoy of Star Picking lost control again, unable to move.

"This is already very good. I will teach you the method of cultivating spiritual thoughts, which should be beneficial to your practice." Jiang Mo said.

He can see that even a magician needs to practice spiritual power.

The biggest difference between magicians and martial arts monks may be that they can communicate with different powers of heaven and earth.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master." Yan Chen hurriedly thanked him, and he also knew that this was his opportunity.

Afterwards, Jiang Mo touched Yanchen's forehead with his fingertips, and a huge amount of information poured directly into it.

(End of this chapter)