The Entire Position Of Mage Only Wants To Be A Magician

"What about Mo Fan, that guy" Zhao Yifeng came to his dormitory and looked at Zhao Manyan

who was resting alone in the dormitory and asked

, "As soon as that guy came back, after playing the challenge of the fire academy, he disappeared, it seems to be related to the undead" Zhao Manyan said in confusion, looking really tired, and I don't know what this guy did yesterday "undead"

Zhao Yifeng looked at the sunlight outside the window, After pondering for

a long time "it's time to go to the ancient capital" The ancient capital, also known as the capital of the dead, is the gathering place of the vast majority of the undead in China, and it is also the gathering place of China's top masters, after all, here is always facing the danger of the undead attacking the city, if there is no strong person sitting in the town, the ancient capital may have long been in ruins Zhao

Yifeng took the high-speed train soon to the ancient capital, looking at the city here, although it is also a high-rise building, showing the appearance of a big city, But in the sky, there is always a black fog of dead air pervasive

"system sign-in" came to the city, Zhao Yifeng first checked, I don't know what reward the system will give him this time

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a

blood corpse" Zhao Yifeng looked at the bright red corpse in the system space, he could feel that the aura emanating from the blood corpse was only slave-level cultivation, so Zhao Yifeng frowned

"System, shouldn't you give me a rag," Zhao Yifeng was a little dissatisfied, it stands to reason that the system said that the more special the place to sign in, the richer the love you will be isolated, the more abundant

the ancient capital is a city famous for the undead, it is already very special, but the system gave itself a slave-level blood corpse, isn't this playing with yourself

" Ding, please read the introduction of the system carefully" The cold voice of the system sounded

Zhao Yifeng reacted at this time, is that he is too impulsive, did not carefully watch the introduction of the system, directly impulsively moved, in case the system is to give himself a treasure

blood corpse, the use of special techniques to refine the undead, can absorb the corpse of the same realm for strength improvement, the upper limit of strength is not limited

Zhao Yifeng after reading the introduction of the system, looked at the blood corpse in the system space with some doubt, if it is really as introduced by the system, he really made a lot of money this time

"Let's find a group of undead to try first" Zhao Yifeng made up his mind, walked towards the place where there were many undead in the ancient capital and walked

outside, Zhao Yifeng saw a group of undead walking with stiff limbs, the leader is a large corpse general, but this large corpse will only be a general-level cultivation, Zhao Yifeng really has no interest

in snapping his fingers, a thunderbolt directly hit the slave-level undead behind the big corpse, and then a large area of thunder spread all over, killing all those undead

Zhao Yifeng put the blood corpse to let him start eating, whether it is as introduced by the system, see if the blood corpse absorbs dozens of slave-level undead, the strength directly crosses a down step

, the situation allows Zhao Yifeng to finally see the growth potential of the blood corpse, looking at the undead that continue to gather, Zhao Yifeng is another thunderbolt, pieces of corpses for the blood corpse to enjoy

, and the big corpse will watch his hands die one by one, but he can't move, and was frozen into an ice sculpture by Zhao Yifeng

After eating hundreds of undead corpses, the current strength has reached the advanced stage

, and immediately can break through to the general level Zhao Yifeng saw that the time was almost dragged on, and the big corpse will be killed, the blood corpse immediately can't wait to pounce, soon the breath on its body directly broke through the general level, and at the same time

the blood corpse type became larger "so powerful blood corpse" Zhao Yifeng saw the appearance of the blood corpse when he fought, it was simply more fierce than when he ate and ate after signing the blood corpse, Zhao Yifeng left the ancient capital to prepare to find Mo Fan in the ancient capital to recount the ancient capital

, which means that the number of undead is more, Zhao Yifeng exudes the breath of his body, those undead who are not strong directly dare not move forward, but also hindered by the coercion of their own side of the ruler

, those weak undead can only be regarded as cannon fodder, and Zhao Yifeng dropped in a second, and the blood corpse turned into a cleaning machine again, devouring the corpses of those general-level undead killed by Zhao Yifeng

In particular, Zhao Yifeng tried to let this guy swallow across borders at once, but it turned out that the effect of that devouring was not as good as the ordinary effect, so Zhao Yifeng could not fill up the fat in one breath, and turn the blood corpse into a leader-level or even a monarch-level

blood corpse at once: "Where is this guy Mo Fan, I really want to see what the legendary saint of the Parthenon looks like" Zhao Yifeng walked slowly accompanied by the blood corpse

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Yifeng's pace of progress finally stopped, and a smile appeared on his face

: "Brother Feng, why are you here" Mo Fan saw Zhao Yifeng and asked in surprise, "Presumably this is Miss Azaria, the Holy Daughter of the Parthenon" Zhao Yifeng ignored Mo Fan, but all his eyes fell on the woman with a graceful figure

and a veil, "Who are you"

The woman looked at Zhao Yifeng with a vigilant look and said, This man recognized his identity as soon as they met, and his identity was really suspicious

" What, Brother Feng, you said she was a holy girl" Mo Fan stood next to him and looked at the woman, and said blankly, before he joked in front of the woman about whether she would be a figure like the Son of God and the Holy Daughter of the Parthenon

"Well, don't look at me so vigilantly, what were you talking about before" Zhao Yifeng sat down with his own care, and said lightly

, "Brother Feng, We were just talking about who caused the appearance of the undead" Mo Fan did not treat Zhao Yifeng as an outsider at all, and said without hesitation for Zhao Yifeng's inquiry

, "You really want to know" Zhao Yifeng was silent for a moment and said

: "Brother Feng, you really know what is going on, we guessed before that this is a Tang Dynasty king in our Chinese history who turned his own rivers and mountains into an underground force after his death" Mo Fan looked at Zhao Yifeng excitedly, without a little worry

Asaria and the remaining few people also nodded, indicating that they also wanted to know the truth

of the matter: "You guessed right, but such a feat was caused by an emperor of our Huaxia, just like the country of Egypt, they were able to have the prosperity of undead magic as they do now, and it was their pharaoh who turned Egypt into an undead excess"

"Similarly, the scale of such a vast undead country as the ancient capital is also a famous emperor of my Huaxia, and the remnants of Qin Shi Huang, who is known as the ancestral dragon, after his death" Zhao Yifeng's voice sounded very soft, but it fell in everyone's ears like a boulder falling into the sea, picking up a thousand layers of waves

, at this moment, the name of the Chinese ancestral dragon is deeply engraved in everyone's heart, the most profound is Mo Fan, whether it is Mo Fan in the parallel world or the magic world, Qin Shi Huang will always be a legendary emperor