Full-time Mage: I am Mo Fan's sister

Chapter 609: Ghost Tyrant, Queen Yan Ji!
The Ghost Lord was actually more than 20 kilometers away from the north city wall, but its huge shadowy body seemed to connect the sky and the earth. It was initially merged with the black cloud behind it, and it was difficult to see the true shape of the Ghost Lord with the naked eye.

But now when the Guixian Lord was about to step out of that boundary and try to attack the ancient capital, its figure was inevitably revealed.

Or maybe it also discovered that there was still a human who was ignorant of the danger and dared to rush towards it against the tide of the undead.

How ridiculous!!
The Ghost Lord is the leader of all the undead on this land, and millions of undead are commanded by him. Now that this tiny human has come, let her die here!
"Surrounded by more than a dozen commanders, all of whom are at the level of grand commanders. This posture is much more impressive than that dead bird!" For some reason, Mo Yingge suddenly thought of the Silver Dome Lord of Song City. He was a great monarch after all, so how come his little brother was worse than an undead?
Countless low-level undead formed a corpse carpet stretching for dozens of kilometers on the ground. Blocking the way ahead were several huge guys as big as hills. They were commander-level undead creatures. Lord Guixiang thought that he could solve the problem by sending these guys. It could only be said that he was thinking too much. But that couldn't be said. The brains of the undead were not very useful. Even the monarch-level ones were not necessarily very smart. It was very likely that they just didn't think!

"Sail high and crush them!"

It was not a real sailing, but the entire sailboat turned into a huge wind-raising sail that split the land of the undead, as if there was a huge and earth-shaking Century Ark lurking under the undead on the earth, and like a shark in the sea raising its dorsal fin to break through the waves, no matter what level of undead within a hundred meters were smashed to pieces by the hurricane, and the commander-level could only delay them for a moment, and wind marks and wind whirlpools spread out, raising a whistle in the ocean of undead!
Blood, bone powder, and rotten flesh rushed into the sky and turned into a dark red bloody cut, which slashed fiercely towards the Ghost Tyrant!

“Roar~~~~~~~~!!”

The Ghost Tyrant could no longer sit still. It let out a soul-shaking roar, accompanied by a strong shock wave. The wind sail cut marks were affected by the shock and somewhat disintegrated. Mo Yingge's expression moved slightly, and a faint silver light isolated the space. No matter how loud your roar is, I can't hear it anyway.
The wind trace cut through the Ghost Tyrant's body that was like a black curtain, splitting it into two!
But Mo Yingge did not show any joy. Not to mention whether it was possible for a monarch to be hit while standing still, even if he was hit, it was impossible for him to be killed in one hit.

After the Sail Slash was launched, Mo Yingge naturally stopped, but at this moment, a huge mouth that blended perfectly with the night burst out with terrifying suction force, and hundreds of undead souls were swallowed up by it, naturally including the only human being among them.

But how could Mo Yingge not be prepared at all?
The silver diamond stardust slowly dissipated, and Mo Yingge appeared out of thin air three hundred meters away. Then he teleported again and avoided the inexplicable dark claw attack.

Mo Yingge looked up and was shocked to find that the Ghost Tyrant had returned to its previous position, as if it had never moved. Everything was just Mo Yingge's own fantasy.

"Mystifying!" Mo Yingge spat out these words.

After two consecutive attacks failed, the Ghost Tyrant finally stopped despising this human.

It once again sounded the ghost cry, calling for countless undead armies to come to its aid. The Ghost Tyrant was the monarch of the undead, so why should it waste unnecessary energy on a human who was seeking death?

Especially the group of white ghosts led by the ghost minister not far away, which can send out mental shocks that make it impossible for human wizards to release magic. They are simply the nemesis of wizards!
"Do you think you're the only one with help? My dear girl, I'll leave those minions to you. Release the power of fire to your heart's content!"

Mo Yingge smiled and stuffed the soul seed fragments stained with her crystal saliva into the mouth of little Yan Ji. The baby Yan Ji laughed "Ring, ring, ring~" and flew away from Mo Yingge's head, turning into the stunning Queen Yan Ji! The mental impact of the white ghosts also had no effect on Queen Yan Ji. As a flame saint, her mental power was many levels stronger than that of human magicians, not to mention that Queen Yan Ji also mastered the power of space. This kind of direct mental impact could not touch a single flame on her body.

“Hu~~Hu~~~~~”

The Heavenly Fire blossomed like a lotus in the pile of undead, with an exaggerated diameter of over 500 meters, clearing out an area in an instant!
With just one fire skill, she destroyed thousands of undead creatures. Queen Yan Ji inherited the same temperament as little Yan Ji. Even though she looked mature, she still couldn't change her playful nature. She "planted" one fire lotus after another with a wave of her hand, and they grew up quickly, burning one undead creature after another.

But she did not forget the task her mother assigned to her. Queen Yan Ji came above the group of Baiyin ghosts and waved the long sleeves of her flaming silk dress. A stream of flames flew out, and under the sky fire, everything disappeared!
Queen Yan Ji did not stop, she stepped barefoot in the air, lotus flowers bloomed with every step, the sky was dyed with fire, and her graceful body seemed to dance in the dirty sea of ​​corpses.
The Ghost Tyrant had never thought that this human being could actually summon out a monarch-level Holy Spirit of Fire. However, what was even more stupid was that she actually released this Holy Spirit of Fire, which it felt was dangerous, to deal with those ordinary undead spirits that it could never kill.

The Ghost Tyrant let out a sharp cry, as if mocking Mo Yingge's stupidity.

"What the hell are you yelling about!"

Mo Yingge snorted coldly. When she got close and touched it, she knew that this Ghost Tyrant was just a small monarch. However, it was infinitely close to a medium-level monarch. With the blessing of endless death breath in this tide of undead, it was not inferior to a medium-level monarch.

But, that’s it.

The only thing that made Mo Yingge feel fearful was the existence several miles behind the Ghost Tyrant - it was a place of chaotic space, and the evil power of the undead emanating from it made her dare not look at it for too long. If nothing unexpected happened, it was the Shayuan that made people shudder!

"Flame Swirl Pool!"

Mo Yingge punched down with a powerful flame. The name "Pond" was actually a huge lake of fire that spread over a few miles. The flames instantly lit up all around. The Ghost Tyrant originally pretended to be high above and hanging in the sky, but now he became like a piece of rag, dodging in fear.

Why? Why is the fire used by this human being more frightening to the undead than light magic? !

"I heard that the undead are most afraid of the sun. I forgot to tell you that the Golden Flame of the Sun is the purest sun fire!" Mo Yingge's body was surging with flames and his aura was high.

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