National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

Lin Moyu expected that a Holy Lord would come, and it was most likely the Soul-Eating Demon Lord.

The result was just as he thought, it was indeed the Soul-Eating Demon Lord.

Facing the most powerful person among the saints, Lin Moyu was not incapable of killing him, but it was not necessary.

If it were placed in the past, the hole cards would be used.

But now, his trump card cannot be used.

The body of the Shanlin Supreme, which is a weapon that can kill the Supreme, must be left to the Doujie.

Although the Soul-Eating Demon Lord is strong, he is not worthy!

Without using his trump card, Lin Moyu didn't want to fight against the Soul-Eating Demon Lord.

He was confident that he could protect himself under the Soul-Eating Demon Lord, but there was nothing he could do against the Soul-Eating Demon Lord, so there was no need to fight.

Lin Moyu left. He used the invisibility charm to sneak away and disappeared without a trace.

After leaving hundreds of millions of kilometers silently, Lin Moyu took out the battleship and flew dozens of light years out of deep space.

With a distance of dozens of light-years as a buffer, even if the Soul-Eating Demon Lord is coming, it will be enough for him to leave calmly.

"The ghost tribe must look like the ghost tribe!"

In the starry sky dozens of light-years away, Lin Moyu reappeared, roughly judged his position, and locked onto a certain location.

There is a galaxy there, and Lin Moyu is not very clear as to which race it belongs to.

There are more than twenty races in this starry sky, and without exception, they are all members of the Hundred Races Alliance, that is, the enemies of the human race.

So no matter how Lin Moyu kills, he will never kill him wrongly.

The Hell of Bones appeared silently, and the thick fog engulfed the galaxy in just half a second.

Screams continued to be heard in the thick fog, and the hell of bones was like the god of death coming to the world, with no one surviving.

The containment talisman array followed and packed up the entire galaxy.

The Soul-Eating Demon Lord received the message from the Abyss Demonic Eye and rushed there immediately.

But by the time he arrived, Lin Moyu had already walked away without even leaving him a hair.

Two more times in a row, the Soul-Eating Demon Lord was covered in flames and roared angrily.

He has realized that the other party is simply playing with him and does not conflict with him head-on.

The roar of the Soul-Eating Demon Lord shook the starry sky, resounded through the soul, and spread across countless distances.

Lin Moyu, who was already far away, also heard the roar.

It can be seen from the voice that the Soul-Eating Demon Lord is going crazy.

Lin Moyu transformed into a ghost tribe, like the shadow of death hanging over the heads of the guest tribe.

All tribes began to panic and abandoned their own star systems one after another. The gods and their tribesmen fled quickly.

In the face of death, even home is no longer so important.

The gods of all races are used to enjoying happiness, but they have never been so embarrassed like now.

The dignified god has practiced for thousands of years, and now he wants to run for his life.

But countless people have told them with their lives that facing the ghost tribe, the god is completely useless.

When the fog envelopes us, it means that life has come to an end.

The appearance of ghosts is becoming more and more irregular, as if they can appear anytime, anywhere.

The strongest barrier among demons, the Abyss Demonic Eye, has no effect.

Even if the Abyss Demonic Eye issued a warning, it would only be after the fact. People are already dead, so what's the use of warning.

The star field of more than twenty races is completely in chaos.

Everyone was afraid of the ghost tribe and began to flee quickly.

They don’t want the galaxy anymore, they don’t want the resources anymore, they just want to survive.

Countless battleships and spaceships, one by one, gods, fled quickly with their people.

This situation spread to the front line, and finally some strong people in the other side realm couldn't sit still.

They ignored it and went back to their own races to protect their own people.

In the face of the life and death of the race, it is not that the hatred towards the human race cannot be put aside.

The Soul-Eating Demon Lord chased and killed Lin Moyu again and again through the Abyss Demonic Eye, but he was one step late every time.

The Soul-Eating Demon Lord became more and more angry, and his whole body stretched wider than usual.

The concealment talisman is so powerful that the Holy Lord cannot detect it at all.

The most recent time, Lin Moyu was only a million kilometers away from the Soul-Eating Demon Lord, and he still didn't notice it.

This also made Lin Moyu realize that there is still a gap between the Holy Master and the Half-Step Supreme Master.

If it was the Eagle Emperor, he might have been discovered at such a close distance.

As a large number of people from the other shore came back to protect them, powerful auras appeared in the starry sky.

These breaths seem to be guiding Lin Moyu and pointing the direction.

When Lin Moyu controlled the Bone Hell and swallowed a person from the other side, all the strong people from the other side felt the coldness again.

The ghost tribe is not afraid of the other side.

The ghost tribe has the ability to devour the other realm.

The people in the other side are starting to feel in danger, but since their own race is here, they can only bite the bullet and stick to it.

At the same time, they sent out calls for help from the front line, hoping that the Holy Lord could come to help.

Judging from the situation of the Soul-Eating Demon Lord, the ghost tribe does not want to fight the Holy Lord.

If the Holy Lord comes to help, maybe the situation will get better.

When the saints are in a difficult situation, it is neither right for them to help nor not to help.

If we don't help, people's hearts will be dispersed. Once people's hearts are dispersed, the alliance will be gone.

"I used to avoid the other side, but now I'm avoiding the Holy Lord. It seems that the ghost clan's strength is gradually increasing."

The Ghost Tribe was used to suppress the rebellion, but they did not appear in the battle with the Black Blood Realm.

The moving operation that went through many hardships was finally carried out smoothly.

No matter what decision they make, the human race seems to know it in advance and deal with it.

The three half-step supremes told all races that they would personally take action to deal with the ghost tribe and protect all races.

This also led to them knowing nothing about the ghost tribe and not knowing how to deal with them.

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At this time, the shortcomings of multi-ethnic groups are also revealed. Their unity and solidarity are far inferior to those of the human race.

That way, it was as if the ghost tribe was afraid of the Half-Step Supreme and fled from the starry sky.

"The most troublesome thing is that he has no trace and keeps making sneak attacks, which is a headache."

The Demon Lord's big face was filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth, "Now it is certain that the ghost race is basically the subordinates of the human race."

After this battle, I don't know how long it will take to recover.

Mo Xue is angry in his heart, but people in the 2.4 Black Blood Realm are like mummies, and their emotions are not clearly displayed.

The three half-step supremes stood in the starry sky, each of them with a very gloomy aura.

Not only the Demon Lord, but also the Eagle Emperor had similar feelings.

If we help, what about the front line?

Not only the ghost tribe, but Wu Shengzun's team also withdrew.

The saints of the human race are watching closely.

"Actually, in total, we suffered the biggest loss this time."

"Now that I think about it, some of the news about the ghost tribe was released by the human race."

"We can't give them another chance to continue to grow stronger. I have people set up the Black Blood Jiuchuan Formation, and combined with your barrier, we should be able to protect all tribes and avoid sneak attacks by the ghost tribe."

People of all races head to their destinations and bask in their wounds.

"There should be a surveillance system left over from the ancient times of the human race in the starry sky, so we have to be careful in many actions."

The Eagle Emperor and the Demon Lord finally couldn't sit still, and they appeared together. Also appearing with them was the Half-Step Supreme from the Black Blood Realm, the strong man named Mo Xue.

Mo Xue shook his head, "No, when we went to war with the human race, the ghost race did not participate."

The Black Blood Realm had just appeared, one person died in the other side realm, and two people died in the holy realm. The losses were actually huge.

The Demon Lord whispered, "You haven't noticed. It seems that every move we make is known to the human race."

The Demon Lord asked, "Does your clan have any information about the ghost clan?"

The Eagle Emperor's voice was also as cold as ice, "I have always felt strange before that the ghost tribe didn't show up earlier or later. Why did he appear after we went to war with the human race?"

Their actions were also immediately known to the human race. Fu Shengzun sent out two flying sword talismans and gave them to Lin Moyu and Hao Shengzun respectively.

Two days later, the ghost tribe completely disappeared and never appeared again.

"They plunder resources. I guess they can become stronger by devouring living creatures' resources."

Mo Xue said in a deep voice, "But it is certain that the ghost tribe does not want to fight against the Holy Lord. It should be because of its lack of strength.

After everyone received the message, they pressed D.

Mo Xue said coldly, "We have fought against the human race for many years, and the human race is far more powerful than you and I imagined.