The necromancer who traveled through another world is too tough

On the staff in Yuan Wei's hand, pale flames ignited blazingly, and the cold and dark aura rolled around him. There was only determination and fearlessness in his eyes.

Looking at the Holy Lady of Light who had worked with her many times before, a smile appeared on her lips and she said in a calm tone:

"Your Majesty the Saint, your grace is still the same. Can you please get out of this city today for your convenience?"

"Hmph, the damn Yuan Wei, who broke the contract many times and became ruthless. He is such a boring man." Hearing Yuan Wei's words, Jorah's pretty face lit up, but the glorious scepter in his hand was surrounded by holy flames, and he was obviously also Ready for battle.

"Hahaha, you and I have fought against each other many times and cooperated many times. This time when my army comes, I believe you don't want to use up all your power and let the nobles and the Pope of the Bright Empire benefit.

You can be considered powerful this time, why not cooperate with me to divide the Empire of Light together. "

Yuan Wei looked at the queen-like figure in front of him and said meaningfully.

"Hmph, who wants to cooperate with a stinky man like you, who always bullies a weak woman like me with his strength? Let me learn from you today." Saint Jorah's eyes were filled with light, but the corners of her mouth were filled with tears. Still a sneer.

She has long understood that in this troubled world, only strength is the foundation, and everything else is just a cloud.

Of course she understood that the forces in the Holy See of Light were extremely wary of her sudden rise, even if they had broken the Divine Power Legion and saved most of the empire's power.

But just as she turned to attack the underground world, she was quietly relieved of command of the legion, and most of the angel legion that she had spent a lot of strength to gather was destroyed.

Now, she could no longer believe whether it was Yuan Wei or those from the Bright Empire. She only had the scepter in her hand and the 100,000 devout soldiers behind her.

Hearing her squeak, he ignored Yuan Wei's words and directly spread his wings and rushed towards her. The scepter in his hand glowed brightly and struck him fiercely.

Looking at the approaching Saint of Light, Yuan Wei directly controlled his own spirit corpse to quickly condense the Xuan Ming Yuan Chen formation, completely covering the surrounding space without revealing a trace of aura.

The staff in his hand waved repeatedly, hitting the Saint of Light.

At this time, the two sides had no intention of holding back. They controlled the power of the law of death and light extremely quickly, colliding and fighting with each other.

Bursts of strong explosions echoed across the battlefield.

On the majestic city wall of the City of Divine Fire, the two of them were fighting together like this.

At this time, Yuanwei did not let all his natal spirit corpses participate in the battle, but fought alone with Jorah, the Saint of Light.

The two sides have fought many times, and their grasp of power has reached an extremely high level.

Yuan Wei also understood that simply using spirit corpses to entangle the opponent would only consume some of the opponent's strength.

However, the powerful foundation of the Holy Lady of Light can easily cause fatal harm to these spiritual corpses of her own.

Therefore, Yuanwei directly mobilized the power of many natal spiritual corpses, gathered himself, and personally went to the battlefield to fight the opponent.

As he waved the staff again and again, it was like a sharp blade of death, constantly waving the death blade towards the Saint of Light.

Jorah did not dodge, the scepter in his hand bloomed with brilliance, and shot colorful arrows towards the Yuan Guard.

The two sides were constantly moving around and flying up and down in this space.

The power of death and light is like layers of colorful ribbons, surrounding the battlefield, constantly converging and dissipating, entangled and torn with each other.

Suddenly, three sharp arrows as black as ink were shot in front of Saint Jorah, but there was no trace of panic on the opponent's face. In a flash, the death arrows directly penetrated the opponent's shadow and shot into the distance. go.

At the same time, several wheels of light cut in the direction of the Abyssal Guards, but what greeted them was white bone armor exuding pale flames.

Explosions sounded between the two sides.

Lasts forever.

The intensity of the Saint Lady's attacks continued to increase, stirring up the space around the Xuan Ming Yuan Chen formation.

Bright white cracks rose up in the formation.

Yuan Wei frowned slightly when he saw this, and then commanded the twelve natal spirit corpses to burst out with all their strength and suppress the formation space.

The cracks in space gradually ceased as the power of light and death disappeared.

As the battle continued, the power released by both the Holy Maiden of Light and Yuan Wei himself became more and more powerful.

After becoming familiar with the opponent's combat strategy, the power invested in the battle becomes stronger.

Especially Jorah, the Saint of Light, she never expected it.

Yuan Wei, who relies on the mutated contract undead to fight every day, is actually so powerful in his own right.

All kinds of necromancy magic is as natural as it is, swayed at will.

But it happened that it was just ordinary combat magic, but it had some extremely strange and powerful fluctuations.

Let her pure light magic power be eroded.

Although for the Holy See of Light, the power of light is sacred and is a gift from the God of Light.

But as a cultivator, he is still very familiar with the nature of power.

She has been practicing the power of light for many years. With the blessing of divine magic, she is purer and more powerful than ordinary elemental power. However, facing the Yuan Guard's attack, she feels suppressed.

But what surprised her even more was that the power of the Holy Domain, which did not rely on the contracted undead to fight at all, actually had a slight suppression on her demigod power.

There was a sudden look of exploration and curiosity on her face.

The realm of demigods around him suddenly spread out, wrapping Yuan Wei in it.

The realm of light demigods seemed to be the carrier of anode power, shrouding him like hot magma.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Wei's thoughts started to spin, and he somewhat understood what the other party was thinking.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the power around him exploded quickly.

At the same time, the twelve natal spirit corpses were also running the Xuan Ming Yin Refining Sutra one after another, completely sealing the surrounding space without leaking a trace of power.

An extremely huge force vibrated in the space, making the space here sparkle.

An extremely powerful demigod realm suddenly appeared and directly enveloped the demigod realm of Light Saint Jorah.

Seeing the demigod's realm appearing like a complete world, Jorah's expression suddenly changed. She wanted to take back her power immediately, but was a little panicked to find that her demigod's realm had lost contact directly.

Her face was as white as a piece of paper, and her eyes were full of shock.

There was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and she said hesitantly:

"The prototype of the God's Realm, the prototype of the God's Realm at the level of the Lord God, you can actually condense such a thing. Are you a monster?"

Seeing such a situation, the Saint of Light seemed to be the most innocent little girl and completely lost her mind to resist.

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and dozens of minutes later, she still had a look of shock on her face.