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

Chapter 610: Burn the Ghost King to death and finally explode his spirit!
Outside the north wall of the ancient capital, on the land of the dead, clusters of sparks suddenly rose up. They didn’t look big, but this was the result after a distance of more than 20 kilometers. After that, a bright and burning golden sea of ​​fire appeared. All the undead who were originally close to the north wall were a little confused. How come their "home" was suddenly stolen?

Of course, these low-level undead cannot think, they only obey the will of the high-level undead, and the highest-level undead present is none other than the Ghost Tyrant!
It is the ghost tyrant calling on its people to come back for help that causes the undead army to hesitate.

The undead crashed, and after a while they pushed and shoved their way back.

Above the sea of ​​fire, the Ghost Tyrant abandoned its useless huge body and turned into countless black and gray rags that floated away. It was originally the Ghost King, and this ability to gather and disperse was innate. If it weren't for the heavenly fire that Mo Yingge controlled, which was almost equivalent to scorching it with the sun, how could the Ghost Tyrant be so unbearable.

"This is the feeling of attribute restraint. I heard that the souls of ghost-like undead are more condensed. I will kill you today!" Mo Yingge said.

Queen Yan Ji returned to her mother with some reluctance, but the sea of ​​fire released by Mo Yingge spread for several kilometers, leaving no place for the undead to stand around.

The Ghost Tyrant re-condensed his body in the distance, but his aura was weakened a lot after being burned by the golden flames of the sun. In addition, the surrounding undead, including the deathly aura, were burned and purified by the flames, so now it is just an ordinary Ghost King.

The sea of ​​fire was like a ring, and its edges were still spreading, revealing a charred, hot, hardened ground in between, with some places appearing a glassy color.

Mo Yingge stood in the central area of ​​the land, looking at the Ghost Tyrant who was somewhat afraid of her Heavenly Fire, and burst out laughing for a moment.

"I didn't expect that the Golden Flame of the Sun would have such a great restraint on the Undead. In this case, let's make a quick decision, Little Princess Yan!"

Mo Yingge called out, and Queen Yan Ji immediately understood what she meant and embraced Mo Yingge like she was throwing herself into his arms.

The two merged into one in an instant, the brilliant golden divine flame shot up into the sky, while the brown calamity flame condensed into armor covering the delicate body, and the phoenix wings suddenly spread out behind her.

The Ghost Tyrant truly felt the crisis of death from Mo Yingge. It is true that undead creatures can be resurrected after death, but that does not mean they can be resurrected if killed again. The undead are also afraid of death!
So it took the initiative to attack, and the broken arrows carrying a strong aura of death shot through the earth like rain and curtains. Mo Yingge had not yet flown into the sky, but his whole body was covered with extremely dazzling golden flames that shot up into the sky to form a countercurrent waterfall shield, completely blocking the attack of the Ghost Tyrant.

The Ghost Tyrant howled unwillingly, and the sound waves vibrated, but it was of no use to Mo Yingge. Instead, it only exposed its weakness.

"Is this the end of my tricks? Well, let's end it quickly!" Mo Yingge muttered to himself, and his whole body turned into a golden meteor flying against the sky, and his body turned into a sharp arrow rushing towards the black shadow in the sky.

The Ghost Tyrant is actually an oversized Ah Piao. If it had a sturdy body like other monarchs, it could choose to kill Mo Yingge with a slap, but unfortunately it doesn't. If it forcibly condenses its ghost body, it will probably be burned to ashes by the horrible flames.

Therefore, the Ghost Tyrant chose the simplest method - breaking the whole into pieces!
The huge shadow that originally connected the sky and the earth disappeared in an instant, turning into gray-black lines that fled in all directions. Mo Yingge "stepped on the brakes" in time in the air and suddenly opened all his wings to stop his body. "You can't escape!"

"Brilliant Starfire - Burning Crow!"

The transcendentally powerful sparks appeared in the form of a sea of ​​stars, transforming into the bodies of fire crows. The golden flames lingering on Mo Yingge's body completely ignited the bodies of the fire crows, embellishing their gorgeous feathers!

Originally, countless undeads filled the surrounding area for several kilometers, but now the sky and the ground were all filled with flaming crows jumping up and down, with long flaming feathers, chasing every fleeing black line.
The glowing flames from the Fire Crow's feathers and the occasional bursts of flames hit the tide of undead corpses, causing the undead in this area to suffer another round of fire punishment. When a lot of black air is caught up, the Fire Crow will resort to brilliant self-destruction, each of which is more powerful than high-level magic, causing the nearby undead to boil like a school of fish in water that is constantly being blown up!

Eventually, the Ghost Tyrant was able to re-condense its body, but this time its size had shrunk a lot. It originally felt like several hundred meters tall, but now it was only a little over a hundred meters tall. Although it did not seem to have any injuries, its momentum was much worse.

Just now, its most important undead core was almost caught up by a fire crow, and the Ghostly Lord was so frightened that he had to reappear not far away.

But its stopping gave Mo Yingge an opportunity. When the chase was just going on, Mo Yingge did not just stand there motionless. A complete star palace had been built!

The night sky in the north was illuminated by a blazing sun. The one emitting the blazing sun light was a huge palace of gods. It was the star palace composed of Mo Yingge's transcendental power. However, it was by no means a completely empty energy transmission. Instead, it was a real palace of flames composed of flaming stars! !
This palace is extremely magnificent, it is exactly like the palace of the God of Fire that accidentally fell to the human land.

The earth on earth cannot bear such a palace of God.

All the undead within several kilometers were cleared out. How could such filthy dead creatures approach such a sacred palace?
The rotten corpses, skeletons, ghosts... were all burned to ashes. Nothing existed anymore. Only the hundred-meter-tall ghostly shadow was trapped in the Palace of the God of Fire, as if all the evil had been suppressed!
And that is the fact. When Lord Guixiang chooses to condense his body again, he is destined to be suppressed.

There was no way for the Guixiang Lord to avoid or escape this battle. With the fire from heaven upon his body, the Guixiang's shadow was continuously melted away until it was completely burned to ashes!

There is no doubt that the Ghost Lord died again, but this time he will never have the chance to revive again.

"Snapped!"

Mo Yingge reached out and caught a gray-black bead. Ghostly undead actually still have bodies, and they can transform between reality and illusion. Of course, this transformation did not work on Mo Yingge, and the Ghost Monarch used the art of differentiation to escape for a while. The only thing left for her was this monarch-level undead crystal and the monarch's soul contained in it!
"I finally exploded with spirit!!!"

Mo Yingge almost cried with joy. Do you know how she survived all these years? ! She really didn't get any spirit essence. The few soul vessels she bought have all turned gray!
Wish all the readers good health and longevity! !
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