Everyone changes their job: This Necromancer sucks crazy

Feng Huang didn't dare to intercept him at all. If he left, the other Feng Huangs would not be able to resist the bombardment of the Demon King. At best, they would be seriously injured, and at worst, they would all die. At that time, there would be no one on the entire battlefield to intercept the tyrant!

But the Tyrant is a level 53 Demon Lord. No matter his strength or speed, even a level 55 human would have no chance of winning here.

But Lin Ran is only level 35, how could he escape!

Compared to the people around him who were shouting and running for their lives, Lin Ran stood straight like a pine tree, his eyes extremely calm.

"Is this the attack of a powerful demon king?"

A random blow was enough to make Lin Ran feel so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

Lin Ran knew very well that all this was due to class suppression. Logically speaking, he had no right to stand here.

But level isn’t everything!

"Stop it!"

Lin Ran stared coldly.

The corpse witch's skeleton staff bursts with deathly light...

Hundreds of golden rays as deep as the ocean flew towards the magic spear at the same time.

"Boom boom boom!"

Before the attack reached Lin Ran, a series of loud noises erupted in the sky a hundred meters away.

Deep pits appeared on the ground, and powerful wind waves cleared the land...

"Huh? Lin Ran is not dead!"

Everyone looked up and saw a young man's figure slowly emerging from the billowing smoke.

"It was his undead spirit that blocked it for him!"

In front of Lin Ran, the golden armor of the God Slayer was only covered with a layer of darkness, and the fearless halo on his body was so dazzling that no one was killed.

He survived the attack from the devil, and this impressive record shocked the remaining seven kings, as even they could not guarantee it.

"what!"

The tyrant was furious, and a slap was enough to turn the tide. The eight war god-level strongmen were suppressed like toys.

The pervasive evil energy lashed several people like a whip.

The eight figures groaned and retreated unwillingly.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The demon king's fighting power was terrifying. The weaker Korean warrior once again spat out blood, his breath rapidly weakening, and he fell heavily to the ground like a dead leaf, clearly no longer able to fight.

Although the other few people were in much better condition, now that there was one less person to fight against the tyrant, everyone had bitter expressions on their faces and was already showing signs of defeat.

The tyrant's reddish-brown eyes flashed with a chilling coldness, and he made no attempt to conceal his murderous intent towards Lin Ran.

"Undead! I want to see if they can really protect you!"

A sinister look flashed across the tyrant's eyes, and his figure disappeared the next second.

"What a fast speed! Could it be that he just hadn't used his full strength yet?"

The gods of war from various countries all showed heavy expressions.

"So strong!"

Lin Ran slowly raised his head. The pressure on his shoulders increased wildly as the Demon King approached. If it weren't for his skeleton armor, he would probably be no different from the people crawling on the ground around him.

But there was no trace of fear in Lin Ran's eyes.

"Futian! I'm not dead yet!"

Golden light shot out from Feng Huang's eyes, and a blue aura rose from his body, as if the spiritual power of heaven and earth was communicating with him...

The ground beneath his feet trembled violently, and a beam of strong light swept away the evil cloud and landed accurately on Feng Huang!

"Boom!"

A young, strong man with a red-gold halo on his head and half naked stood in the world. It seemed that one punch of his could destroy a mountain, and the pressure emanating from his body was even stronger than that of the devil.

"That is Fenghuang's most powerful Overlord form!"

“I never thought I’d have the chance to see it!”

"Overlord!"

Lin Ran was surprised to see the terrifying young giant standing in front of him. This young giant looked to be about thirty years old, but he was actually a white-haired emperor!

And at this moment, Feng Huang's profession was revealed.

[Return to Sainthood (Level 55)]

[Occupation: Overlord]

"Seal the Saint!"

Facing the giant, the tyrant was no longer as relaxed as before. He gritted his teeth and roared, with a clear look of fear on his face.

Bloodthirsty Blade

A magic sword with red stripes was summoned from the dark space. The moment the tyrant grasped it tightly, a creepy demonic face pattern appeared on the sword.

"Hoohoo!"

The red glow of the red blood combined with the demonic energy, and the demonic energy in his body expanded rapidly, until nine-headed demon snakes emerged from behind the tyrant, opening their bloody mouths towards Feng Huang, expressing their cruelty!

Lin Ran frowned. The moment the demonic blade appeared, the Tyrant's aura surged, now on par with the Emperor's Overlord form...

“Futian, you should give up!”

Feng Huang stretched out his finger, and the powerful pressure formed an astonishing shock wave, which caused the surrounding earth to begin to tear apart.

"Feng Guisheng, you've ruined my plans time and time again. Today is the day you die!"

The tyrant, holding the magic blade, chose to confront the emperor head-on.

The two seemed to be old rivals and knew each other very well.

The bloodthirsty demon snake was indeed domineering. When Feng Huang threw a punch, the tyrant not only took it forcefully, but also opened its bloody mouth and bit Feng Huang's arm, and was able to continuously devour Feng Huang's energy.

But Emperor Feng just sneered contemptuously.

"Don't have a long memory."

Feng Huang's arm heated up rapidly, gradually turning the crimson color of magma.

Under the extremely high temperature, the surrounding air sizzled and white mist gradually rose. The nine snakes were instantly counterattacked by this force. Like a poisonous fire, the nine snakes entangled with each other, roaring in pain, and the same flames ignited in their bodies. The tyrant's breath became turbulent.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Huang raised his hand and punched!

"Boom boom boom!"

The tyrant's tiny figure was directly knocked away on the spot, drawing a graceful arc on the ground...

Everyone cheered, the tyrant was no match at all!

Emperor Feng looked solemn. He knew that this time the tyrant was coming with great force and his chances of winning were slim.

With his super perception, Lin Ran was able to detect that this punch did not cause any injury to the tyrant, and his strength was even increasing little by little.

"Hmph! That's all..."

The demonic energy in the distant heaven and earth was quickly drawn away, condensing into a giant demon blade with a demon's face across the sky.

Looking closely, he saw the tyrant standing unharmed under his magic blade, and the cold murderous intent came like sea water.

"fall!"

The devil's blade tore through the clouds, and under the astonishing pressure, it seemed as if the sky was about to collapse.

Feng Huang no longer hid, he inserted his palm into the earth, a swirling golden formation took shape, and a huge golden sword was pulled out from the earth.

Ancient and time-honored golden lines flow on it, and the overflowing energy also adds another point to the Overlord.

However, the spiritual power burden on Fenghuang's body also increased.

"Wang Que!"

A flash of golden, world-destroying light clashed violently with the giant demonic blade.

Before everyone could see clearly, they hurriedly closed their eyes. The dazzling light made it impossible for anyone to open their eyes, and then a deafening explosion rose between the two of them.

The God Slayer in front of him blocked most of the aftermath, which Lin Ran could ignore. However, when his perception was firmly locked on the tyrant, he couldn't help but gasp.

"This attack is enough to tear a village apart, but the tyrant was only slightly injured?"

Looking at the wound on his chest, the tyrant didn't care, but instead looked surprised.

"It seems you haven't stopped yet!"

As he spoke, the tyrant clenched his fists and roared towards the sky!

"The true form of the devil!"

"The tyrant is coming!"