"You !!"

The alchemy necromancer was furious again, and almost turned his back.

Well, here we hollow out the bottom, squeeze ourselves dry, exhaust to wipe your ass, clean up the mess, if you don't help, forget it, and even continue to shit there???

How are you embarrassed?!

What about the face?!

Don't want it?!

Lao Tzu has lived for more than sixty or seventy years, and he has never seen such a brazen person!!

Chill the air!

"Huh?" Listening to the screams that suddenly sounded and stopped abruptly above, Wang Ye raised his head with a little doubt.

I saw that the alchemy necromancer above was stretching out his hand, pointing at himself tremblingly, and his lips were trembling, like a sheep having a mad attack.

What's going on here?

I didn't make a small move!

Aren't I just here to honestly absorb the dead qi to replenish the mana, thinking about how I will slaughter you later?"

What's the drop?

Can't you think about it?

Why is it so domineering....

Wang Ye really feels so innocent now.

The two dark necromancers who had hollowed out their families and could only squeeze themselves followed the hands of the alchemy necromancers and looked at Wang Ye in the Netherworld Pool.

They instantly understood the mood of the alchemy necromancer at this time.

Empathy.

Wrath.

They looked at Wang Ye with their eyes spitting fire, and they couldn't wait to rush down now and beat Wang Ye out.

It took a while before a Dark Necromancer spoke, "You... Why hasn't it come up yet?

Wang Ye looked confused, and asked with doubtful eyes: "Why go up?" I haven't finished replenishing my mana yet! "

Poof!"

The alchemy necromancer couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out on the spot, his body softened, and he fell directly to the ground.

Wang Ye reached out and touched the blood on his face, speechless.

Who is this?

It's just a matter of spewing stars, and the smelly spot is a stinky spot, and it can't be seen if it is dry.

Spraying blood is too much! Don't talk about the smell, the key is that it's not easy to wipe ah!

Justly, excessively!

And ah, what's going on here?

Cerebral congestion? Or is it an acute illness?

Why do you say that if you spray blood, you will spray blood, and if you say it falls, you will fall?

Besides, you are also a second-turn necromancer?

Although it is an alchemy garbage, it is not so weak and uncontrollable?

Inexplicably....

Without waiting for the help of others, the alchemy necromancer climbed to the edge of the Netherworld Pool with difficulty, and roared angrily at Wang Ye below: "You roll up for me!!

"Why?" Wang Ye moved his body in the Netherworld Pool, avoiding the blood-colored hara who remained, and righteously refused: "Big brother, I haven't finished replenishing my mana yet!" I'll have to fight later!" Without mana, it can't work! I'm going to die! Without

waiting for the alchemy necromancer to speak, several voices sounded in his mind one after another.

"Okay, let him absorb

if he is willing to absorb..." "His two-turn summoning is crispy, even if he is allowed to open his breath, he can't absorb much

..." "When the death row prisoner is dying, he also has to eat a full meal

..." "Don't get entangled in such a trifle, hurry up and replenish the Nether Pool with dead qi..."

Although you have temporarily cut off the connection between this side and the rat's nest, the situation of missing contact here cannot be for too long

..." "If the rat nest discovers the abnormality here and sends someone over, we will have to fetch water from the bamboo basket

..." "There are not only a few of us here, there are still people in other rooms..." The

alchemy necromancer took a deep look at Wang Ye in the Netherworld Pool, then silently closed his eyes and began to shine again......

Wang Ye shrugged his shoulders, groped the head of the ruler in his hand while starting to calculate the plan for the future.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Three minutes later, the alchemy necromancer cleaned up the death element spar he had accumulated.

I could only helplessly stop the movement of my hand and start to squeeze my own dead qi...

Thirty minutes later, the two Dark Necromancers stopped squeezing themselves.

The mana in their bodies has dropped to the critical line, and if it drops again, it will affect the exertion of strength....

"No problem, right?" A dark alchemy mage whispered.

The alchemy necromancer stretched out his head and looked at the liquidized dead qi in the Netherworld Pool, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded gently, "It's already above the cordon, I'll go to restore the connection with the rat's nest here first, and come back right away..."

Three minutes later, the alchemy necromancer had not returned, but Wang Ye's deficit mana had been replenished.

Not only that, the spiritual power he had consumed before, but also because of the nourishment of the rich dead qi and the recovery of this time, he had reached the point where he could carry out a battle of low intensity.

He slowly stretched out, moved his muscles, jumped up, and fell straight to the edge of the pool.

As soon as Wang Ye came up, one of the dark necromancers couldn't wait to speak: "Quickly sense the situation in the undead space!" Look at the dead air inside, has it calmed down?

Wang Ye grinned, "No problem! As

soon as the words fell, he moved his mind and opened the undead space.

"Huh? It seems to work! The

two dark necromancers were overjoyed, and hurriedly came to the gate of the undead space, "Quick, quickly take out that thing, let us help you see..."

Wang Ye did not refuse, and nodded directly in agreement.

In an instant, the gate of the undead space emitted a slight fluctuation, as if something was about to come out.

The two necromancers couldn't contain the excitement in their hearts, and they leaned forward again and stood tightly in front of the gate.

Seeing this, Wang Ye groped his chin and directly adjusted his tactics.

"Hurry up and take it out..." a dark necromancer urged.

"It's coming..."

Wang Ye's words did not fall, and the door of the undead space was like a flood that opened the floodgates, and under the terrified gazes of the two dark necromancers, a large group of spirit body undead creatures poured out from it, completely submerging the two who were unsuspecting.

"What are you doing

..." "Damn it..." the

two Dark Necromancers burst out in anger at the same time.

Unfortunately, before they finished speaking, two hideous ghost claws quietly landed on top of their heads under the cover of a group of spirit undead creatures.

"

Hum..." "Hum..." Before

the spiritual explosion was over, a group of spirit undead who scattered rushed up, tearing the weak soul bodies of the two out of their bodies and eating them all...

Nancun group of children, deceive me old and powerless.

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