Demon Sword God

Taken together, Chang Sun Zhilei's team is completely powerful with high recovery and high burst. And the power of special professions is unmatched by other professions. And if such a team can grow in the future, it will definitely overlook the rest.

existence.

Changsun Zhilei seemed to have expected such a reaction from everyone. She just reported the team information with a calm expression, and then casually pulled out a lottery ticket from the registrar's hand.

"Number 103."

Wow——

There was another uproar.

"What's going on?" Seeing the reaction of a group of people, Qing Ming frowned.

"It is said that this is the place where the aura of the heaven and earth spiritual weapons is clearest when it is activated." Carlo Di pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose with a serious expression.

"Oh." Qing Ming replied lightly, and walked into the registration office as her eldest son Zhilei left.

"Tiandao Mercenary Group, Deputy Commander Qingqing Diya, Heavenly Prophet..."

"What?" This time, the first person to be surprised was Carodi.

"Sister, what is the heaven level?" Bekas was a little puzzled when he heard Qing Ming reported an unfamiliar level division.

"Prophet is not a combat profession, it is just a division of spiritual power. The heaven and earth are black and yellow, and the heaven level is probably equivalent to the spiritual power of a seventh-level strongman." Qing Ming's answer was very brief.

That's close to a seventh-level spiritual magician! It's a pity that it's not a combat profession!

There was an uproar in the crowd, and then it became quiet.

Seeing that the surroundings were quiet again, Qing Ming continued to report.

"Elite member Carlo Di Brandt, third-level magician..."

"Brent? Is this the exorcist family that was wiped out?" An uncoordinated voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Yes, it seems that there is only one family named Brandt in the entire continent."

"That's right, aren't the Brent family all dead?"

"It seems so, or maybe he is a magician..."

"It must be a relative's house."

"I think..."

Bang--

Just as the discussion was still going on, Carlo Di suddenly opened the full moon, and an arrow of light pierced the air, and then a cold light exploded. Feeling the huge murderous intent and coldness in the arrow of light, everyone's mouths opened at the same time.

Close.

"Oh...there are actually living people in the Brant family..." A figure murmured in a corner.

Qing Ming nodded towards the gloomy Karodi, and then continued to report: "Elite member Bekath Sam, third-level element blender."

puff--

The crowd that had just calmed down suddenly became agitated again. Elemental blender, the legendary profession of elite waste, many people's curious and disdainful eyes fell on Bekas, but Bekas still had a smile on his face.

expression.

"Then the leader of your group..." Looking at the blank name in the captain's column on the registration form, the registrar looked curiously at the beauty with a delicate face but a cold expression in front of him.

"The captain is not here now, Mulin Diya, a third-level guardian knight."

"Uh..." The registrar's expression suddenly became wonderful.

"Why does this team have no fighting capacity?"

"Yeah? Why are they all auxiliary professions? Are you kidding!"

"They didn't sneak in, did they?"

"That's not right, they have the certificate..." Behind Qing Ming, a group of strangers started talking.

When Changsun Zhilei heard Qing Ming report the occupations of her group, her face remained uncertain. She knew very well that these people in the Tiandao Mercenary Group were definitely not useless people.