I, the corpse breeder, the coffin spirit of the opening contract tyrant

The prompt sound that sounded in his mind immediately made Ye Mo breathe a sigh of relief.

"Not easy! Finally contracted to the first coffin! Feeling

the silver coffin in the sealed space in his body, as well as the spiritual power that the coffin spirit fed back to him, a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Mo's mouth.

In memory, tyrants are extremely terrifying zombies.

And now with the blessing of the god-level corpse cultivator's talent, its strength has doubled again!

The strength that this level 2 tyrant can currently exert is enough to crush countless coffin spirits of the same level!

"Since you are my first coffin spirit, then I must let your murderous name spread throughout this world!"

So the name Tyrant is best for you!! Ye Mo's eyes showed confidence, and then kicked the locked container door open!

Bang!

A violent sound instantly appeared in the silent warehouse, echoing for a while.

After hearing the sound, all the zombies and zombies in the warehouse turned to look at the source of the sound!

For a while

, all the corpse monsters seemed to be crazy, and Ye Mo rushed towards the direction where a roar came out of their throats!

"Good to go! Whether I am dead or alive, it's up to you! Ye Mo drank lightly, emitted a golden light in his palm, and pressed towards the ground!

With a bang, the formation quickly emerged!

The silver coffin that was originally included in the sealed space instantly rushed out from the ground!

"Roar!!"

An incomparably furious roar sounded!

A figure more than two meters tall, covered in dead gray muscles, with hideous blood vessels clearly visible, and huge claws in his palm, jumped out directly from the silver coffin and blocked in front of Ye Mo!

"Tyrant! Give it to me! Ye Mo said excitedly.

As soon as these words came out,

the tyrant nodded.

I saw that it stretched out a hand, easily dragged down the iron door of the container and threw it towards the corpses, smashing several zombies to the ground.

Then kicked his legs, lifted his huge claws, like a meat grinder, and rushed directly into the corpses!

"Roar!!"

The tyrant roared and frantically swung his claws.

Every blow of it was extremely terrifying, instantly tearing ordinary zombies to pieces, exploding a rain of rotting blood in the sky, appearing extremely violent!

The defense of the copper-armored zombie was also like paper, directly pierced by its heavy blow, flew upside down for more than ten meters, smashed into the open space outside the warehouse, and was burned by the sun with a burst of blue smoke!

"Ding! The tyrant successfully kills ordinary zombies, doubles his experience, and gains 20 experience points.

"Ding! The Tyrant successfully kills the Bronze Armored Zombie, doubling his experience and gaining 20 XP.

"Ding! The Tyrant successfully kills the Zombie, doubling his experience and gaining 30 XP.

"Ding! The tyrant successfully killed the black-eyed bloodsucking zombie..." Continuously

raising the sound, Ye Mo only felt a burst of excitement.

"Sure enough, killing monsters also has experience! Refreshing! "

At this rate, when the tyrant finishes killing these more than ten monsters with broken coffins, he has every chance to rise to level 3!

If the tyrant slaughtered all the monsters in the entire warehouse, wouldn't it be cool!

At this time

, the look in Ye Mo's eyes became brighter, and he looked at the container that had not yet been inspected with interest, and muttered: "Presumably, there will be no coffin spirit with stronger potential in these coffins in the back....

And I'm just starting out now, so it's not suitable to be distracted to cultivate multiple low-potential coffins!

The worst potential of the subsequent coffin spirit must be equal to that of the tyrant!

In short, it is king to let the tyrant complete an evolution first! "

For the high-level corpse template lottery ticket rewarded by the system, Ye Mo does not intend to use it on the tyrant!

First, after using the template, the appearance of the coffin spirit will be finalized!

Although the visual impact brought by the body of the tyrant is not as oppressive as the demon, it is still extremely terrifying, making people feel terrified, and there is no need to change the appearance.

Second, he wanted to use the template on female coffin spirits with higher sealing ranks, so that he could exert its greatest value!

At the same time, he also wanted to see what kind of powerful existence this tyrant could eventually advance to!

If you keep progressing, it will definitely subvert the cognition of all coffin masters!

The weakest zombies and zombies with potential? Devils and ghosts are the strongest?

I'm sorry, Ye Mo now wants to hang them with the weakest race!

"Ding, the tyrant level has been raised to Lv.3 Servant level.

Subordinate Required Experience 20/720.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for a slight increase in spiritual power."

"Ding! Since the host is commanding the coffin spirit to complete the battle for the first time! Unlock the first battle achievements!

Reward Random Coffin Skill: Supermatter Through (8th Order)! The

system sounded again.

"Eighth-order skill??" Ye Mo was stunned suddenly.

Eighth-order skills generally only have a chance to be comprehended after the coffin spirit reaches level 80.

But an eighth-order skill actually appeared on a zombie with D-level potential, who dares to believe it? ?

"This is an absolute king fried!!"

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After seeing off President Chen, Wang Ming returned to the curator's office.

Out of curiosity about Ye Mo, when he passed by the registration office, he took back the other party's information.

"Elder Chen is so optimistic about him, could it be that this young man is a genius in Feng Yue No. 1 Middle School?"

Wang Ming sat leisurely on the chair, picked up the freshly brewed hot tea, blew it, took a sip, and savored it.

Immediately afterwards,

he picked up the information he had just brought back and rolled his eyes.

"Ye Mo, twenty years old, 178cm tall, a repeater in Fengyue City No. 1 Middle School, talent: corpse servant..."

When he saw the content registered above, the hand holding the teacup suddenly shook, and the hot tea was directly spilled on his pants, making him jump!

"Groove!!"

"It turns out that he is the same strange man who stood on the roof of the teaching building of Fengyue No. 1 Middle School two years ago and roared for an afternoon??

Elder Chen, this is looking away? Wang Ming was puzzled.

A legendary powerhouse like Chairman Chen, Fengyue City is the only one!

Moreover, he manages the Grave Hunting Cemetery, and he has seen many geniuses, and there are definitely not many who can be appreciated by him!

Wang Ming didn't think too far, just shook his head and said with a faint smile: "Maybe it's because Lin Supreme has suppressed an abyss that is too bright recently.

And the main combat power is that the coffin master of the corpse tribe is too rare, so Chen Lao gave birth to this idea!

After sighing, Wang Ming seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly froze.

"Oops!

This young man seems to have been in the warehouse for half an hour and did not come out!

What a recklessness! Wang Ming cursed angrily and quickly dialed the phone of the security room.

The call was answered quickly!

"Curator! What are your orders!

"Hurry up and send someone to the abandoned warehouse to find a young man surnamed Ye!"

Live to see people, die to see corpses! "

Yes!"

....

"Ding, the tyrant level has been raised to Lv.5 Servant level.

Subordinate experience required 820/1400.

"Level 5! Done! A light smile appeared on Ye Mo's face, and he tore off his dirty clothes and threw them on the ground.

In a short period of time, he took the tyrant to open the coffin for an autopsy, and directly slaughtered the monsters in the entire warehouse!

The increase in level made the tyrant stronger, and the spiritual energy fed back also made Ye Mo's physical fitness better.

At this time, there was a disgusting smell of blood in the warehouse.

It's like purgatory on earth, making people's scalps numb!

Ye Mo also went from feeling uncomfortable at the beginning to letting the sticky blood splash on the white short sleeve, which took less than two minutes.

Excited, he shook his head helplessly.

There are more than a hundred coffin spirits sealed in the huge warehouse, and apart from the tyrant, there is no existence that exceeds the potential of E-level!

No wonder no one wants to contract the Corpse Clan, because most of the Corpse Clan are F-class and E-class potential, and they have fatal flaws.

This is not the case for the E-level potential coffin spirits of other races.

"Good work, tyrant!" Ye Mo pounded the hard muscles on the tyrant's arm and said with a smile.

When the tyrant heard this, he glanced down at him, scratched his head suspiciously, and turned into a stream of light and rushed straight into the silver ancestral coffin.

When the coffin board was automatically covered, Ye Mo quickly used the sealing formation to include the coffin in the sealing space.

"I killed all these coffin spirits, and I don't know if the contract center will trouble me..." Ye Mo muttered two words, and then took out his mobile phone.

When he saw the time on his mobile phone, the whole person was shocked.

"Hold the grass, is it ten o'clock so soon?"

"Hey, too lazy to be gossiped... Slipped away. "

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