Everyone changes their job: This Necromancer sucks crazy

For a moment, everyone stopped what they were doing, kept the same posture, and looked up at a 45-degree angle, looking behind Lin Ran...

At this moment, even the War Kings like Yuan Tianyi and Wu Bai were frozen in place, their eyes fixed on these vortices with excitement, full of anticipation...

"Kakaka!"

The dazzling silver light in the distance, the familiar sound of metal armor colliding in the ears, and the figures surrounded by death, who else could it be but the Undead Warriors!

"This, this, this..."

"Could it be that they are all..."

"You must be kidding..."

In an instant, everyone widened their eyes and covered their mouths.

What a joke! The seven undead warriors have already put them in a tough fight.

Behind them was a huge crowd of thousands of undead warriors waiting for them!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Lines of undead warriors shot into the crowd like cannonballs, giving them no chance to react. Even the people in the front row didn't have a chance to retreat.

With a loud bang, the arena was completely shattered and 90% of the people were blown away on the spot.

Seeing this, most of the people put down their weapons and launched a surprise attack.

"No fight, I won't fight!"

"How can this be played out? All the people in the war zone can't eat all these undead!"

Even when facing the ferocious army of demons, he had never felt so desperate.

"Necromancer is definitely not an ordinary profession. What on earth is this?"

Yuan Tianyi couldn't help but take a deep breath. Such a large number of undead!

Even he felt the naked threat.

Seeing that many people had no power to resist, a man in a yellow cloth robe, standing tall and heroic, holding a large green Luo stick, and with curly hair on his face, smiled contemptuously.

"No matter how powerful it is, it's just a dead thing. How can I scare you like this? It's ridiculous!"

"What a loud tone!"

Just as everyone was about to retort, they saw the large Qingluo stick with mottled light and shadow and a murderous aura.

"Big Qingluo stick, he is Sun Zikong!"

"The Fifth War Zone's newest war king, the newly crowned God of Death!"

.......

"Why is Xiaokong here?!"

"Don't send him to Tiangang Academy!"

Not only was Yuan Tianyi a little panicked, but even in the room of the Huaxia Theater Operations Center, the old man in green robes stood up and questioned behind him with a cold face.

"Emperor Feng, I just received news that this kid deliberately avoided his own people and sneaked back!"

The leaders behind were sweating profusely, their faces all looking bitter.

After finally getting rid of this troublemaker, he actually came back again.

"So what should we do now? With this guy here, our plan might be..."

"Should we terminate..."

The whole room suddenly became quiet. After a few breaths, the old man in green robe stared at the unresponsive Lin Ran on the screen and spoke slowly.

"continue!"

Lin Ran's gaze passed through everyone and fell on the masked man.

This guy looks hot-blooded and warlike. His muscles don't look bloated, but very lean. His eyes are firm and bright, and his whole body is filled with a burning fighting spirit.

What’s even more shocking is that this guy doesn’t look much older than Lin Ran, but he has power fluctuations that are no weaker than Yuan Tianyi.

Lin Ran was somewhat surprised. He never thought that there was such a genius hidden in this war zone!

"Still don't get out of the way!"

With just a scolding, the rebellious crowd stopped in their tracks, and their hidden eyes showed deep fear.

The next second, he didn't dare to disobey at all and simply turned around and left the battle zone.

In a word, more than 90% of the people were driven away by the drink.

Among them are many powerful people who have completed the first transformation!

Lin Ran's eyes narrowed slightly. Such a say was very rare in this cruel war zone, which was enough to prove that the guy in front of him was not simple.

In fact, Lin Ran still underestimated how terrifying this guy was.

"Heaven-strength stick!"

Sun Zikong raised his hand and clenched it. A two-meter-long golden rod appeared out of thin air. It looked ordinary...

Even Lin Ran couldn't tell what was different about this stick; it looked like just an ordinary weapon...

Lin Ran quickly commanded the undead warriors to surround and test Sun Zikong.

Sun Zikong was quite arrogant. He just stood there quietly waiting for the undead warrior, with contempt on his face.

Until all the undead warriors come into his attack range.

Sun Zikong jumped up, holding the Qitian stick with both hands and smashed it towards the undead warrior!

"Boom!"

With a dull sonic boom, the undead warrior's body lit up with an unusual resistance light, and his health dropped rapidly.

With just one stick, the undead warrior lost one-fifth of his health!

Even Lin Ran was shocked.

The undead warrior's life force was quadrupled by his undead reforging. In the past, he would have been killed on the spot with just one blow.

"Huh? Not dead!"

"This undead is too terrifying. It actually withstood a blow from my grandson Kong!"

"Even a high-level demon can't withstand a blow from him!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Bang bang bang!"

Sun Zikong became braver and more excited as the battle went on, and the golden stick in his hand danced out afterimages.

"boom!"

Sun Zikong built up his strength to the extreme, and struck the ground violently, with a mysterious and powerful golden energy wave rippling around his body.

The surrounding undead were forced to fly away, and at least a dozen undead warriors were killed on the spot!

Lin Ran finally saw the clue.

This stick is engraved with sealing patterns, which feel similar to the patterns on the Staff of the Dead in Lin Ran's hand, except that the sealing patterns on the Staff of the Dead are denser, several times more!

"Exclusive weapon!"

Every profession has its own exclusive weapon.

These exclusive weapons are in perfect harmony with their respective professions. Once obtained, even a newbie can be reborn and improve their abilities several times over.

However, these exclusive weapons are already very rare, and many of them have been lost or buried in historical wars, so many of them can no longer be traced.

Anyone who can get his own exclusive weapon can be called a son of luck.

"Ignoring any defense, forcibly knocking back and repelling. What a domineering effect!"

After some testing, Lin Ran also saw clearly the power of the Qitian Stick.

Sun Zikong looked like he had found a new toy, and he grinned with excitement.

"Your undead can actually withstand my blows, that's really impressive!"

"You are the super genius that Manlong and the others are talking about. You are indeed qualified to be my opponent!"

"Barbarian dragon?"

Lin Ran was speechless. He never thought that Manlong and the others had brought such a madman to him.

"It's not your turn yet, rats!"

Sun Zikong's figure suddenly disappeared!

Because of Lin Ran, a group of strong men in the war zone who had been waiting for a long time secretly attacked while the two were talking!

As soon as a few people showed their heads, they suddenly felt a chill on their backs, as if they were being stared at by a pair of scary eyes.

"roll!"

Accompanied by a roar, Sun Zikong reappeared holding the Qitian Stick, which had transformed into a phantom dozens of times larger.

Sun Zikong swung the Qitian Stick in his arms, like the god of destruction descending. The powerful oppressive feeling made everyone present breathless.

"Let's go!"

Sun Zikong's speed was too fast, and all preparations were too late!

"Boom!"

The golden energy wave spread rapidly...