Chapter 88: Necromancer

A group of high-level white-bearded magicians were there to quarrel, not to mention, let alone Xiao Zhe and the other three magicians.

Xiao Zhe carefully felt the spatial power fluctuations around him, and kept them firmly in his heart. It's just memorizing it now, and I will have time to study it carefully in the future.

The spatial power fluctuation disappeared, and Xiao Zhe saw a flower. He found that he had appeared in an unfamiliar space.

Here is endless, there is no cloud in the sky, and the whole space is silent.

There are no people, no animals, no life, not even a trace of wind.

"There are very few people here. What do Master Xiao Zhe think of this space?" The trade union president said with a trace of pride, "This should be enough to let us not be restrained and let us spread our hands and feet!"

"A miracle, this is a miracle!" After carefully feeling every detail of this space, Xiao Zhe couldn't help but thumbs up.

"In that case, let's start!" The union president took out a staff and stood side by side with the other two.

"Please advise!" In the face of these three old guys, Xiao Zhe did not dare to neglect.

Of these old men, which one is almost a hundred years old. Who has no real unique skills, if he treats them the same way he used to deal with weak chickens, then Xiao Zhe can be sure that he must be the one who will die in the end!

"If you want to fight, I will fight!" He remembered a sentence he had seen in his previous life, very stylish, and couldn't help but say it at this time.

The other two vice presidents also took out their staffs and began to chant spells in their mouths.

These three old men who became fine, really are not easy to deal with. They first blessed the magic shield for themselves, and strengthened their perception and other buffs, first strengthened their defenses, and then began to attack.

The union president is a fire magician, while Zhang Siming is a water magician, and the vice president Bu Tongji is a relatively rare necromancer.

After Bu Tongji finished singing the spell, the staff in his hand pointed towards Xiao Zhe, and countless dark rays of light flooded towards Xiao Zhe.

Xiao Zhe felt the wailing of the dead in the black light. He seemed to see these dead souls reaching out to him, trying to make himself one of them.

The clenched fist opened, the cold breath burst, and the water element in the air was instantly condensed into sharp ice thorns.

These ice thorns seemed to have wisdom, shuttled in the black light, and quickly smashed the light to pieces.

But the expression on Bu Tongji's face did not change the slightest, as if he had already expected it.

Xiao Zhe just wanted to speak, and suddenly he leaped after thinking about it. Just less than a second later, the place where he just stood was already occupied by several bone spurs that suddenly emerged from the ground.

If it hadn't been for Xiao Zhe to hide quickly, he would have become a skewers of human flesh now.

He wiped away the cold sweat, and thought in his heart, how could he say that the level determination is a killer move when he comes up?

Do these old boys want to take this opportunity to get rid of their genius?

Speaking of this, it is very possible. Geniuses are only meaningful when they grow up, and geniuses who die are nothing!

Xiao Zhe's heart shuddered, and he couldn't help it anymore at this time.

There was a long scream in his mouth, first he blessed himself with a magic shield and a few buffing spells-let's talk about being invincible first.

Then it should be his own counterattack.