Volume 1, The Source of the Magic Channel, Chapter 60, Crisis (1)
What's wrong?
While Mo Xuehan was entangled with the heavily armored knight, Bing Mengchen couldn't help but think,
And at this moment, the black skeleton that had been sitting on the throne suddenly stood up, staring straight at Bing Mengchen with empty eyes.
"It seems that I still underestimate you, and I can fight with my closest subordinates! I really have to use all my strength!" the black skeleton said to himself, not caring about Bing Mengchen's disdainful eyes.
At this time, Bing Mengchen finally understood what the problem was, that is, all this was very similar to what happened in those adventure books.
"Let's take it!" The black skeleton didn't care what Bing Mengchen was thinking now, and took it upon himself to activate his magic. In an instant, a huge black magic array opened out around the throne, and its area covered the entire hall.
Mo Xuehan, who noticed the abnormality under his feet, broke away from the battle with the heavily armored knight and returned to Bing Mengchen's side. And the heavily armored knight did not pursue Mo Xuehan, but retreated to the black skeleton's side.
The black magic array that the black skeleton opened kept releasing dead qi towards the entire hall, and with the appearance of dead qi, many monsters with corrupted bodies drilled out of the magic array. For a moment, the entire hall was filled with a foul smell.
The Mo Xuehan sisters, who are subhumans, and Bing Mengchen, who have turned into dragons, are still very sensitive to smells. And they were dizzy from the breath and stench of death in the first place.
"It's disgusting!" Mo Xuehan suppressed her desire to vomit, and couldn't help frowning. And Mo Siyu covered his mouth and nose and closed his eyes tightly.
Looking at the group of corrupt monsters around him, Bing Mengchen slowly closed his eyes, and a cold wave smashed open as the center of Bing Mengchen, sweeping the entire hall. Wherever the cold wave arrives, it must be covered in ice.
When Mo Xuehan beside Bing Mengchen came over at ease, the entire hall was full of corrupt monsters wrapped in ice.
"Sister's master, you are so amazing!" Mo Siyu opened his eyes curiously, and then shouted excitedly. Mo Xuehan looked at this scene very curiously, and then turned his gaze to the skeleton on the throne not far away.
At this time, the black skeleton was protected by a transparent protective layer all over its body, and its eyes with black flames were dancing and looked around, as if it was difficult to understand what was happening.
"Woooooooo
"The challenger is too strong, activate the backup plan!" said the words for unknown reasons, the black skeleton faded from its red robes, revealing the pitch-black skeleton that was not human at all, took off the crown, and stretched out its dark arms in front of him, as if to take something out of the empty place.
At this time, Bing Mengchen discovered that the skeleton's hand bones and knuckles had several more knuckles than ordinary people, slender and without a sense of disobedience, and it seemed to be specially made for aesthetics.
Do skeletons also have an aesthetic?
Before Bing Mengchen could think about it, a huge black scythe appeared in front of the black skeleton.
With the appearance of the black scythe, the momentum of the black skull has changed from domineering to fierce, extremely aggressive. For a moment, Bing Mengchen seemed to see the black scythe cut his neck.
Bing Mengchen couldn't help but think of this, after letting Mo Siyu get off his back, he leaned down, and his hind feet violently exerted force. Turned into a meteor and rushed towards the black skeleton, opening its mouth full of sharp teeth and biting down on the black skeleton's head.
Wow –
The black skeleton did not retreat, but advanced, and swung its scythe to look at Bing Mengchen's neck. Ice Mengchen hurriedly flapped his wings to change the trajectory of his movements, and then created several crampons to attack the black skeleton.
But as soon as the shadow flashed, the black skeleton swung its scythe in a strange way, shattering the crampons. Then his figure flashed, and he appeared behind Bing Mengchen out of thin air.
So fast!
Bing Mengchen couldn't help but be startled and hurriedly dodged. But the speed of the black skeleton is above the ice dust, so that the ice dust has nowhere to avoid. The black scythe seemed to swing slowly, but it was unusually fast. The black scythe slashed at Ice Mengchen's abdomen, shattering the ice armor on his body, slashing out a huge wound that brought out pale blue blood.
Bing Mengchen was in pain for a moment and fell to the ground.
"Master!" Mo Xuehan subconsciously ran towards Bing Mengchen, but was drunk back by Bing Mengchen.
"Stay away from me!" Bing Mengchen struggled to his feet, his body shot backwards violently, and in the next moment, a skeleton with a scythe smashed a large crater in that place.
The skeleton missed, and did not pursue, but slowly looked up at the ice dream dust flying overhead.
Bing Mengchen flew in the air with a painful expression, one paw covering his abdomen, and a huge wound on his abdomen was still bleeding blue blood. The black skull's scythe seemed to be something strange, and the wound created in Ice Dust's abdomen was covered by a layer of black magic, preventing Ice Dream Dust's self-healing ability from working.
It's going to die!
This was the first time that Bing Mengchen felt fear on the grassland, the fear called death. At this time, he didn't think about why this underground ruin was so similar to the script, but desperately thought about how to defeat the skeleton in front of him. Because there's not much time left for Ice Dream.
Although the black magic hinders the self-healing ability of Ice Dust from working, it cannot prevent the operation of self-healing ability, so the magic power in Ice Dust is lost due to the continuous operation of self-healing ability.
Can't wait!A cold light flashed in Bing Mengchen's eyes. A small blue ball was then shot at the black skeleton. The ball shot at the black skeleton at a rapid pace, but it looked unremarkable. But the black skeleton placed the great sword across its chest, and a massive amount of black magic burst out from its body.
The black magic condensed into a palm, and it caught the ball very gently.
Was it seen through?Bing Mengchen was startled, but not surprised at all.
He had already taken advantage of the black skeleton's ability to deal with the ball, came behind it and bit down on it. However, Bing Mengchen was controlled by the arm made of black magic. The black skeleton reflexively swung its sword and looked at Bing Mengchen.
It's just that Bing Mengchen didn't panic, and his eyes lit up with a light blue light.
Ice dust shatters!
Bing Mengchen silently thought in his heart, and an unstoppable light blue magic power on his body kept assimilating the black magic power wrapped in the black skeleton, attacking the skeleton's body.
The red flames in the black skeleton's hollow eye sockets jumped violently, as if he knew that he couldn't dodge, and the black skeleton punched Bing Mengchen's head straight away.
Bang!
Bing Mengchen received a fierce punch in his head, and his thinking appeared a brief blank. The black skeleton took the opportunity to distance itself from Ice Dust, but its arm that attacked Ice Dust had turned into an ice sculpture.
Looking at his right hand, which had been transformed into an ice sculpture, the black skeleton tentatively touched it with his left hand. Then the entire right hand shattered and turned into countless ice dust.
Seeing that the black skeleton had just lost an arm, Bing Mengchen's heart couldn't help but be extremely cold.
Where the black skeleton's arm was severed, a massive amount of black magic gushed out, as if it was about to fill the hall. And in this black magic, Bing Mengchen gradually felt powerless. Not far away, Mo Xuehan and Mo Siyu had already fainted to the ground.
Is it over?
Looking at the black skeleton that was gradually approaching, Bing Mengchen was a little confused for a while, and seemed to feel that death was nothing in a trance.
At this moment, the black skeleton poured out to the left for some reason, and then coincidentally crushed the small ball that Ice Dust had shot at it before.
An extremely cold blast spread around the ball.
With all his might, Bing Mengchen rushed towards the Mo Xuehan sisters who had fallen to the ground, trying to protect them.
For the first time, Ying Cang realized that he was so wrong, that he had underestimated the evil god! no! It was the evil god or something, it was too perverted.
How could that kind of monster appear in this world! The demon king-level earth dragon rat couldn't last a round in front of him, and it was swallowed by him.
And that monster was nothing more than a ball of flesh, a ball of flesh covered with tentacles.
"Young Lord Shadow Cang, haven't seen you for a long time?" a pale-faced Asian uncle in a black robe looked at the shadow cang, who was nailed to the wall with interest, with an infiltrating smile.
"Who are you, what do you want to do?" asked Shadow Cang, holding back fear, but her crotch was already ticking in anger.
"Who am I?" Uncle Yaren put his forehead on Shadow Cang's forehead and let out a wild laugh, but cloudy tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Kill my people, sell my people, insult my people, who do you ask me?" Uncle Yaman took his head away and pinched Ying Cang's cheek with his right hand, and then pierced his sharp nails into Ying Cang's face.
Uncle Yaren tugged violently and tore off Ying Cang's face, and for a while it was dripping with blood, the flesh and blood were blurred, and Ying Cang's teeth could be faintly seen through his cheeks.
"Ahhh An uncle threw the minced flesh of his right hand backwards, and the ball of flesh behind him caught it with a strange tentacle, and then devoured it.
A gray mist appeared on Uncle Yaman's right hand, and it slapped the wound on Ying Cang's face. Shadow Cang screamed again. And Uncle Yaren pulled away his palm with a weird smile, and Ying Cang's wound was no longer bleeding, that's all.
"Feed all the guys except this guy to the demon god!" Uncle Yaman said coldly to his subordinates. And at this moment, a sub-man in a black robe silently walked in and came to the side of the sub-uncle.
"High Priestess, let those guys run. ”
"It's okay, my god needs to be promoted well. ”
"Hahaha!" And just then, Shadow Cang laughed wildly. "I advise you to let me go, since someone has escaped, then my father will definitely know about it, let me go tightly, my father will definitely come to save me!"
After listening to Ying Cang's words, Uncle Ya looked at Ying Cang with a sympathetic look: "Don't you know? Our target is your father!" No, it should be your father and his tribe!"