National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

After setting up the formation, Dongfang Yi was slightly shocked.

A god-level formation mage is indeed unusual.

The skills have been integrated into the body, and it is natural to use it casually.

"Dongfang Yi has seen Anshen."

Dongfang Yi did not regard himself as the lord of the country, and seemed very humble.

He is also himself, facing the existence of the same god level, his status as the king is useless at all.

Only his identity as a god-level powerhouse can allow him to have an equal dialogue with Meng Anwen.

Meng Anwen and Dongfang Yi met each other many years ago, and they were not polite, "If you have anything to do with the lord, just tell me."

If there is nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall, it is impossible for Dongfang Yi to come to the door.

Dongfang Yi told about his daughter and Lin Moyu.

Meng Anwen's face changed slightly, is the doctor missing?"

Dongfang Yi nodded, "It is indeed missing, but the teleportation formation has been tampered with, and we cannot sort it out.

"Please lead the way, Lord."

Meng Anwen didn't hesitate, since it was about Lin Moyu, he would naturally not refuse.

The two turned into streamers and flew towards the palace, and in a blink of an eye they landed in front of the teleportation array inside the palace.

Meng Anwen stepped into the teleportation array, pressed it with one hand, and closed his eyes to feel it.

After a while, Meng Anwen said, "It's true that someone touched me."

"The people who did it were very clever, and completely messed up the formation line.

Dongfang Yi hurriedly asked, "Can you sort it out?"

Meng Anwen chuckled, "It's not difficult!"

Point your fingers together, and the formation runes fly into the teleportation formation king one by one.

The teleportation array continued to emit roaring sounds, and the vibrations continued.

Dongfang Yi watched from the side without saying a word, he specialized in surgery, and he couldn't understand what Meng Anwen was doing.

In just a few minutes, the teleportation array suddenly emitted brilliant light and buzzed.

Meng Anwen whispered, "Okay."

Dongfang Yi was overjoyed, "Anshen can find out where the little girl and the general went."

Meng Anwen whispered, "The last transmission..."

Then his face changed, "It's the [Carrion World] guarded by your Dongfang family for generations!"

"What!" Dongfang Yi turned pale with shock.

"How did you go there!"

"Impossible, after [Carrion World] is sealed, the only passage is not here."

"How could it be teleported from here?"

Dongfang Yi was a little flustered.

As the lord of the country, he is a god-level powerhouse in the proprietor's family, and he knows nothing about [Carrion World].

[Carrion World] has been sealed, and it is almost impossible to teleport there, which is unreasonable.

Meng Anwen was still sensing the teleportation array. Gradually, a sneer appeared on his face, "It's a good method. I broke the seal briefly with the breaking flint, and used it to perform a random teleportation."

Dongfang Yi was stunned. The broken fire stone was not a human thing, but an abyssal demon's.

Items condensed with the fire of the abyss can break most of the sealing barriers.

Even if the seal of [Carrion World] is sealed, it can be broken in an instant with a broken flint.

At this moment, the teleportation array was used, and Lin Moyu and Dongfang Yao were thrown into the 【Carrion Realm】.

After hearing the news, Bian Bian felt bad.

The unsealed flint came from the abyssal demon, indicating that the manipulator has a relationship with the abyssal demon.

His first reaction was to think of the Demon Worship Association.

In their Dongfang family, there are members of the Demon Worship Association.

The Demon Worship Society actually infiltrated their Dongfang family.

Originally, the Demon Worship Society infiltrated the councilors, which was enough to surprise him.

Some time ago, I heard that a similar incident happened in the No. 9 military fortress.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Worship Society has infiltrated into their Dongfang family.

It was so big that he couldn't believe it.

"Anshen, can you find out who it is?" Dongfang Yi didn't hesitate at all.

Now looking for Dongfang Yao is the second priority, the Chamber of Commerce's business is too big.

As the lord of the country, he is still clear about his priorities.

Meng Anwen didn't think so, "It's not urgent, he can't run away. You tell me first, how to get to [Rotting Corpse Realm], I'm going to bring the silent words back.

Meng Anwen had a sneer on his face at this time, with murderous intent in the corners of his eyes.

What about your Dongfang family is none of his business.

The matter of Lin Moyu, Tuan is his concern.

[Boundary] is not a good place, this is a scary world that slips up and down, and Lin Moyu is bound to be in danger if he falls into it.

Dongfang Yi smiled wryly, "I can't help it, I can't bring it back."

"Say it again?" Meng Anwen's voice completely cooled down.

The aura of the god-level powerhouse continued to rise, and the temperature in the entire palace dropped sharply.

Meng Anwen hasn't done anything for decades, and no one knows how terrifying his true strength is.

Dongfang Yi repeatedly said, "It's true, my little girl has also fallen into [Rotting Corpse Realm], and I'm also very anxious."

"But [Rotting Corpse Realm] really... really can't help it."

"Oh, please calm down and come with me, you will know it at a glance."

Dongfang Yi walked into the teleportation array, quickly made a few marks, and the two quickly teleported to a place.

A huge underground space.

The circular space has a height of at least five hundred meters and a diameter of more than ten kilometers.

There is a magnificent array arranged here, and the array is running slowly and buzzing.

A large amount of elemental energy was extracted from the ground and injected into the formation to maintain the operation and consumption of the formation.

Meng Anwen frowned, "God-level formation?"

Dongfang Yiyantou, "It's the god-level formation left first."

Meng Anwen didn't ask any further questions, he directly stepped into the formation, and typed out a rune, "Spirit of the formation, come out!"

All god-level formations have formation spirits.

The spirit of the formation has wisdom, and the higher the level of the formation, the longer the formation time, the higher the wisdom of the spirit of the formation.

The formation in front of me has been arranged many years ago, and the spirit of the formation inside must have not weak wisdom.

In the formation, a huge light group emerged.

"Dear god-level formation mage, welcome to your arrival.

"I am the spirit of the magic sealing formation."

Sure enough, you can communicate, and your wisdom is indeed not weak.

Meng Anwen asked, "What is your role?"

The Spirit of Formation: "Responsible for guarding the seal of the [Carrion World] and issuing warnings. Cooperate with the strong human race to prevent merchants from invading.

The spirit of formation will not lie, although it has wisdom, it is very simple.

Can only carry out simple communication, not active thinking.

Meng Anwen continued to ask, "I want to enter [Rotting Corpse Realm].

The spirit of the formation: "No, the rotting corpse is opened once every hundred years, and it is sealed and cannot be entered."

Meng Anwen frowned, "What if I have to go in?"

The Spirit of Formation: "The formation will self-destruct, and all the energy will strengthen the seal. Under the half-step super god, you can't break through by force."

Meng Anwen didn't doubt the words of the spirit of the formation, he could sense the terrifying energy accumulated in the formation.

This is an energy that would shock even a god-level powerhouse like him, and it has been accumulated for many years.

Once all of them are used to strengthen the seal, the seal of [Carrion World] will be as solid as gold for at least a few decades.

This can be regarded as the last time to fight for the human race.

Meng Anwen continued to ask, "How long is it until the next passage is opened?"

Spirit of Formation: "There are 3 years, 12 days, 3 hours, 21 minutes and 55 seconds left."

There are still more than 3 years, and the day lily is cold.

Meng Anwen thought for a moment, then continued to ask, "If someone strays into [Rotting Corpse Realm], how do they get back.

The spirit of the formation said, "In the center of [Carrion World], there is an exit. If it is a human race, go back to 26 and return through the exit.

Meng Anwen said in a deep voice, "Okay, if anyone comes back from the exit, let me know."

As he said that, he flew out a trace of spiritual marks and landed on the spirit of the formation.

The spirit of the formation buzzed, "Follow your order, respected god-level formation master."

Meng Anwen left the formation, and the spirit of the formation also disappeared.

In the next second, Meng Anwen's murderous intent rose, "Now we can deal with the traitor of your family."

"Lord Dongfang, if Xiaoyu comes back this time, then everything will be fine, and you will still be your royal lords.

"If something happens to Xiaoyu, the god Shata will come in person, the fist of the white god, the sword of the mad god, and the battle formation of the army. I don't think you will want to see one of them."

Dongfang Yi's face changed drastically, he said this very seriously.

Just to put it bluntly, if Lin Moyu dies, your Dongfang family should bury him with him.

Dongfang Yi wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

He never imagined that things would be so serious.

Meng Anwen didn't pay attention to his emotions, and said to himself, "Xiaoyu is a disciple of me, Baishen, and Madshen. Xiaoyu's own sister is that disciple, the only disciple."

"Their siblings have a very good relationship, and they can even give up the origin rune."

"Xiaoyu is a general, the youngest general in the human race."

"So, wish you luck."

Meng Anwen seemed to be talking to himself, but he was actually talking to Dongfang Yi.

Let Dongfang Yi understand that the matter is far more serious than he thought.

As he spoke, a faintly visible thin line appeared in Meng Anwen's hand.

The thin line is made of energy, penetrates the space, and spreads towards the distance.

"Follow this line, bring the person and interrogate him carefully. Before Xiaoyu's matter is confirmed, he cannot be allowed to die."