Fang Cun Shenni watched Xiaohua use such a strange fighting method to deal with the Lord of the Undead, and his eyes couldn't help but be full of brilliance.

Although she knew that Xiaohua had inherited the powerful bloodline of the Xilan Leng clan and had the best cultivation talent, it still made her feel incredible to see Xiaohua being able to use the Lock Spirit Bow to deal with the powerful Lord of the Undead.

Xiaohua's realm and cultivation, and even her combat experience, far exceeded her expectations.

In fact, this is because she doesn't know how Xiaohua has lived under the demon tree over the years, and how she has grown into what she is today.

If she knew how Xiaohua fought against waves of terrifying beasts, Ru Mao lived here drinking blood, I don't know how her heart would hurt.

Even after encountering the cold clouds, many times it is Xiaohua who directly fights with the demon beasts.

It's just that Han Tianyun can always think of a way to turn the situation around, and inadvertently it will make people forget how much Xiaohua has paid, and how difficult and dangerous the bloody fights and fights are again and again.

But these are actually the best tempering for Xiaohua.

Without the fight and battle, her rich combat experience would not have been able to be talked about, and that strong instinct for danger would not have been cultivated.

At this moment, under the pursuit of the Lord of the Undead, this long-honed intuition was brought into full play with the blessing of the Lock Spirit Bow.

Each time, she was able to dodge the insane attacks of the Lord of the Undead with great danger and skill.

Of course, this is because of the teleportation skill granted by the Locking Spirit Bow, which gives her this possibility.

But after continuous dodging, he can also shoot twelve rounds in turn, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

It was only four or five times of teleportation, and she had already exploded into three bursts of fire in the intervening gap.

For a while, three surging tornadoes rolled up between heaven and earth, clearing out the undead army in the four fields out of three open spaces.

"Explode, explode it all for me!"

The Lord of the Undead paused, and roared directly at the undead army in the distance.

With his cultivation, he couldn't catch up with Xiaohua, which made him furious, only to see his hands raised slightly into the air, making a prayer posture, and a powerful aura rose to the sky again.

Guided by this aura, those undead armies that had already been chaotic chose to blow themselves up.

Boom Boom Boom ......

For a moment, in a series of piercing explosions, the black mist quickly converged into a thick river like ink, rushing towards the direction of the Lord of the Undead.

Vortex vortex ......

The three tornadoes quickly approached the surging black fog, bursting out with shocking suction, desperately sucking the black fog into it, but under the summoning of the Lord of the Undead, this raging black fog was too huge, and the swallowing of the three tornadoes was extremely limited.

As the surging black mist poured in, the expression of the Lord of the Dead had regained its indifference, and a devastating aura emanated from his body, soaring straight into the sky......

At the previous moment, he didn't want to use this method of turning spirits into his own, because these undead armies were the forerunners of his assimilation of this remnant realm, and once they turned into spirits, it would take a long time to cultivate.

But in the face of Xiaohua's ghostly speed and three tornadoes that constantly consume the undead, he finally made up his mind.

After all, the undead who have turned into spirits have at least become his strength, but if they are inhaled by a tornado, they will become a great complement to the soul bow.

Of course, the fundamental reason why he didn't choose to transform into a spirit was because once he turned into a spirit, these dark powers were more likely to be swallowed by those three tornadoes while quickly pouring into his body.

But by this time, he had gone completely berserk, wanting to gamble that his speed of swallowing the black mist would be stronger than that of a tornado, and then suppress the little human girl as fast as possible.

"Go!"

Xiaohua, who paused in the distance, looked at the surging black mist, and almost without thinking about it, raised the Lock Spirit Bow, and quickly shot an arrow in the middle of the drink.

This arrow was not the same as the previous 12 rounds in a row.

To be precise, this arrow came out of the bow arm of the Lock Spirit Bow, and what Xiaohua did was just to send it out.

The arrow suddenly magnified in the air, quickly turning into a gray-white dragon, and burrowed into the black mist with teeth and claws.

This white mist dragon was the resentful spirit dragon that Xiaohua and Han Tianyun had seen in the Lock Spirit Tower that day, and they couldn't imagine that the Lock Spirit Bow could release it against the enemy after absorbing a large amount of dark power.

Rise!

In the loud roar of the dragon, the resentful spirit dragon swam in the thick black fog over the river and the sea, it looked like a dragon entering the sea, and obtained a world that truly belonged to itself.

Its body is getting thicker and thicker, and its huge head is getting brighter and brighter.

Obviously, this is because it has absorbed the dark power around it and made it more powerful.

Looking at this resentful dragon, the undead lord's newly calmed mood once again set off waves.

He felt it very clearly, the moment the dragon entered the black mist, the black mist that reached him suddenly decreased by half.

This made him feel uneasy.

Unexpectedly, the little girl not only had the means to create a tornado, but also the ultimate move to release the spirits.

Feeling that something was wrong, the Lord of the Undead directly sacrificed the strongest means.

I saw his hands gesturing in the void, chanting words in his mouth, and soon drew a huge rune on the canopy.

This is a large black talisman, and at the moment it appeared, the sky dome also seemed to be torn out of countless deep cracks, and bursts of yin wind drilled out of it, instantly sweeping this remnant realm.

A bone-chilling forest suddenly appeared, completely freezing all the creatures in this remnant world, and even the roots of the demon trees that were constantly wriggling were suddenly frozen in the air.

All this appeared so suddenly, it was like a ghostly descending into the world.

Time also seemed to stop at this moment.

"Sealing ......"

The mournful voice of the Lord of the Dead spread throughout the heavens and the earth, and the harsh dragging sound seemed to have the power to imprison everything, and even the air stopped flowing.

"Forbidden ......"

The Lord of the Dead dragged out every word, as if he was reciting a spell to activate this terrifying rune, and the moment he finished chanting, it was the time when the world was completely blocked.

Click......

The third word of the Lord of the Dead was interrupted by an inopportune sound of ice crackling.

This crisp sound is obviously very light, and it stands to reason that it should not be heard at all when it is so far away.

But it rang so suddenly, as if a chicken had broken out of its shell, and it was just a crisp sound, but it broke the freezing freeze that was bitterly cold.

"Huh?"

The eyes of the Lord of the Dead involuntarily looked towards the location of the sound.

Sou!

I saw that in the frozen ice chips, the little flower turned into a streamer again, and shot towards the direction of the resentful spirit dragon with extreme speed.

"Humph......"

The Lord of the Undead let out a cold snort from his nose, his indifferent eyes filled with thick disdain.

At this point, do you still intend to resist?

He sneered in his heart, retracted his gaze, and his indifferent voice resounded through the heavens and the earth again.

"Heavenly ......"

In the long dragging sound, the canopy, which had still had some light, suddenly darkened, as if a terrible storm was coming.

At this time, Xiaohua had already been electrocuted into the surging black mist, and she turned her head to watch the changes in the sky, and her face was already thick with melancholy between her frowns.

"Hurry!

She couldn't help but roar and beckoned towards the black mist.

Airplanes......

It seemed that due to the influence of the black mist, this time the Locking Spirit Bow came here two seconds slower than before, and it suddenly appeared in Xiaohua's hand after waving five times.

"Shoot him. ”

Xiaohua pulls the bowstring and is about to shoot at the Lord of the Dead.

However, at this juncture, she felt that the Lock Spirit Bow was actually showing excitement and trembling with excitement, but there was no intention of attacking.

"This?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Xiaohua's eyes, and she couldn't help but look towards the lock spirit bow in her hand.

In a flash, the wraith-spirited dragon that roamed in the black mist had come close and burrowed through the small hole in its bow arm.

At the same time, the three tornadoes, which were still trying their best to swallow the black mist, also seemed to have been summoned, and suddenly came to the top of the Lock Spirit Bow.

And these three tornadoes suddenly fused together, forming a huge whirlpool.

Vortex vortex ......

The terrifying suction force instantly sucked the black mist rushing forward into the vortex without a drop, and drilled into the Locking Spirit Bow Arm.

"Ground ......"

The dragging voice of the Lord of the Undead resounded again in the sky.

After saying the word "earth", he seemed to finish reciting the incantation, and suddenly stretched out his index finger towards the black rune point in the void...... Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "I Have a Power Plant" for free for the first time.