Chapter Eighty-Four: Fu Seal

Secretly glancing at the barbarian with a blood tiger tattooed on his chest, Shang Luo frowned, perceiving that the momentum of this barbarian was several times stronger than that of other barbarians, trampling on the flesh and blood quagmire, like a fierce god.

In particular, the blood tiger on its chest, with its mouth wide open, its teeth exposed, seemed to be roaring, and it actually gave him an extremely strange feeling, as if it was not a dead thing, but a living thing, which could jump out of its chest at any time and choose someone to eat.

After thinking about it for a while, in Shang Luo's mind, one of the nine terrifying thorns suspended above the spiritual sea moved slightly, and suddenly swept out.

On the square cone, a spiral pattern composed of dense mysterious runes rotated endlessly, and an extremely sharp breath diffused from the tip of the cone, and at the end of the cone, if there was an invisible flame swaying, silently, the square cone stabbed out, and suddenly pierced the barbarian's mind.

Sneak attack?

Not false.

If it was in normal times, he would be interested in playing slowly with this barbarian, but now in this situation, seeing that the idea is piercing, he is not ready to play any fair battle, and he stabbed violently, and the sharp blade sank into the barbarian's skull like a sheath.

"Humph!"

The barbarian with the blood tiger tattooed on his chest immediately snorted, his eyes widened to a round, and his pupils suddenly contracted, but if he looked closely, he could see that those eyes were rapidly losing their lustre.

In his mind, a spiral spike was frantically strangling the soul.

At the same time, an extremely pure spiritual power was born in Shang Luo's mind under the effect of the characteristic [Soul Devouring].

Barbarians are born with a strong physique, but when it comes to soul strength and spiritual power, they are not as good as ordinary humans, even if Hu Te's combat power is extraordinary, and he has begun to embark on the path of evolution, his soul is much stronger than that of ordinary barbarians, but he can be promoted to LV1 and attached to a spiral pattern in the face of the terrifying thorn.

In just a moment, the soul of this barbarian named Hute was wiped out and he died suddenly.

If Shang Luo didn't guess wrong, the blood tiger pattern on his chest couldn't be some special attack method, and it was certainly excellent to be able to see and increase his experience.

But at the moment of life and death, in times of crisis, all interests need to make way for their own safety, which he sees very clearly.

"Snort. ”

The ghostly mist poured up like money, attached to the barbarian, and began to erode rapidly.

The flesh and blood at the little finger began to melt slightly, like a candle burning, at this speed, if you want to completely transform into a white bone puppet, even if he spares no effort to supply spiritual power to form a ghost mist, it is estimated that it will take at least five minutes to touch, and this situation will cause the speed of his spiritual power loss to be greatly accelerated.

"Only to give up. ”

Shang Luo shook his head and sighed secretly, feeling infinitely regretful, if such a powerful barbarian could be transformed into a white bone puppet, it would definitely be a great gain, enough to make up for all his losses in this battle. After all, many of his white bone golems were changed by ordinary people, some of these white bone golems were refined by himself, and most of them were plundered from other people.

This kind of white bone golem looks like there are a lot of them, but the bone hardness, speed, and strength are limited, and the overall strength is worrying, and together they may not be as strong as the white bone puppet transformed by the barbarian in front of them.

This thought turned slightly in his mind, Shang Luo's eyes froze, and he decisively suppressed this emotion, no matter how strong the white bone puppet is, it can't compare to its own safety, no matter how it is, it's just a white bone puppet, after breaking away, he can find a place to start over, eat it when he encounters a large group of barbarians, and retreat when he encounters a large group of barbarians, so he doesn't have to worry about forming a new white bone puppet army.

With the physical strength of the barbarian, the white bone puppet formed is worth looking forward to, even if it is not as strong as the white bone puppet transformed by this barbarian, the number is also promising.

Cutting off the mixed thoughts in his mind, Shang Luo returned to a state of mind like water.

The ghost mist retracted, and he took one last look at the barbarian's corpse, and then immediately withdrew his gaze.

I don't know when there is a yellow talisman on my fingertips, and a trace of Yin and Netherworld spiritual power is output.

This rune is the trophy he got before, and the power is huge, of course, the shortcomings are not nothing, not the shortcomings of the rune itself, but he can't distinguish the type of rune seal, and he can't recognize the patterns outlined by many lines on the rune, if he can't draw the powerful rune seal, but chooses the golden sword rune seal like he saw last time, this time he will lose.

The power of the golden sword rune seal is not bad, but it is more suitable for single attacks, and it is really a bit wasteful to use it on this occasion.

What he needed now was the kind of sigil with super destructive power to clear the way.

......

"Big brother, this person is so strong!"

On the edge of the battlefield, there were two people carefully shrunk in the corner, in front of the two, a quaint bronze mirror appeared in the middle of the battlefield, a thin and tall boy, holding a black knife, hurricane sweeping away the barbarians like a leaf, blood, minced meat, internal organs were all over the ground, it became a terrifying slaughterhouse.

"Thankfully, it didn't target us. ”

One of them had palpitations in his heart, and felt lucky from the bottom of his heart, according to this distance, if it wasn't for the black-clothed young man who was discovered by the barbarians, it was likely that the two brothers would be discovered, even if the two of them had this Nine Spirit Mirror to protect themselves, they might not be able to survive under so many barbarians.

"Don't look at it, let's go quickly, after this man dies, if we continue to stay here, I'm afraid the barbarians' next target will be us." ”

Seeing this murderous scene, both of them were captured, and their hearts instinctively flooded with fear, and the other person couldn't help but shudder.

Although they are of the Yi royal family, the barbarians here are obviously not the kind of people who are reasonable and can listen to words.

Although the Nine Spirit Mirror is strong, the two of them are only refining Qi five times, and the spiritual power in their bodies is not enough to completely practice the Nine Spirit Mirror, and the two brothers even have to use it together, lest the Nine Spirit Mirror drain one of them.

In this case, no matter how good the magic weapon is, it can be used as a trump card at most, and cannot be used as a conventional means of attack.

......

At this time, Shang Luo in the center of the battlefield did not notice the two voyeurs on the edge, with the blessing of strong spiritual power, although his perception was astonishing, it was not enough to detect such a long distance.

What's more, his mind was focused on the talisman seal in front of him at this time.

With the input of the Yin Netherworld spiritual power, the black lines on the runes lit up with a crimson light, and the runes in the center immediately lit up like a small sun, the temperature in the air rose, and a little spark suddenly clustered, fists, human heads, and boulders quickly turned into a huge fireball with a diameter of four or five meters, the fireball was red, the edges were flushed, and the corners of Shang Luo's mouth were dry at the intense high temperature.