Chapter 257: The Spirit of Terror

A drop of black coagulated blood dripped and rolled into a ball on the pale snow, showing a very sticky appearance, but the temperature was very low, and it did not even melt the snow, and after four or five steps, another drop fell and rolled into a small snow ball.

A wounded man staggered through the hills, and there were two terrible wounds under his ribs and on the side of his neck, the wounds were black and emitting a faint smoke, and blood oozed out of them, and the blood flowed very slowly, and the wound was twelve centimeters long, and it took three steps for a drop of blood to come out.

The blood was the inky black of the dead man, and it could be seen that the wound was in the flesh tissue as if it was alive, constantly wriggling to recover, and at this time, more dense black smoke came out of the wound, eroding everything. The wounded look even more painful.

A series of footprints, quickly moving away: "Alicia, I will definitely come back." ”

The escapee was Wesker, and during the base battle, Alicia cursed the zombie into a spider and turned the tables in an instant.

Wesker relied on his strong personal strength to turn the tables, capture the thief and capture the king first, and kill the old witch.

However, Alicia has shown more powerful melee and sorcery abilities, and he has even fought a dragon himself, with a strong physical body, superb combat skills, and terrifying dark state spells.

In front of the web of spider silk, the supersonic movement that Wesker relied on was completely restrained. Alicia has a powerful spatial energy in her hands, and every spider silk can stretch and weave space.

The falcon's eyes glared: "You killed the coyote?" ”

"I understand your feelings, you don't have to thank me."

"In other words, the flying fish of my clan is in your hand, hand it over."

"Falcon, you're not being kind, or I'll give you a few boxes of jewelry. You take it and go, how about we turn the war into a jade silk, it is better to settle the dispute than to settle it, hahaha. ”

Zhu Liu was very jealous of the wooden mirror, and it was absolutely impossible for him to give up the white arc thorn. If you can solve the problem with negotiation, why do you have to go to war, these orcs are really barbaric.

"Hand over the flying fish bones, surrender on your knees, and spare you from dying."

"It doesn't look like there's anything to talk about." Zhu Liu hung his head in frustration, and suddenly shouted: "Demon Dragon, bite it." ”

The three-headed demon dragon descended from the sky, accompanied by a scorching rain of flames, and the sharp dragon claws were torn off.

The falcon turned around, the Nether Mirror shone upward, the rain of flames fixed in the air, and the three-headed demon dragon was also frozen.

Zhu Liu rubbed his eyes, the three-headed demon dragon was not frozen, it was still moving, and its speed was ten times slower.

In other words, the limit of the Netherworld Mirror is a fourth-order creature, and a fourth-order three-headed demon dragon cannot be fixed.

The falcon jumped up and kicked the demon dragon's head, and the demon dragon's thirty-meter-long body was directly kicked away, and a large hole was smashed into the ground.

In addition to the Nether Mirror, the Falcon itself is also a fourth-order master, which is also the point that Zhu Liu is most afraid of and most reluctant to go to war.

"Golden Retriever Beastmaster, you shouldn't have come back after you returned the war book that day. You have broken the ancient rules of the Frontier, and you and your followers will be slaughtered. Your greatest reliance, this evil dragon is vulnerable, what else do you have to say? "The falcon's heart is trembling, as long as he kills the Golden Retriever Beastmaster, he can take everything back, everything is close at hand.

"Who do you say is vulnerable?" Sen Han's words erupted into monstrous flames, and the three-headed demon dragon was extremely angry, and after condensing the flames in a desperate posture, he threw it over, hitting the falcon's back.

Then the falcon was engulfed in flames, and where it stood, the clods of earth burned and melted, forming a field of magma.

"Dead?"

"Be careful, he's not dead yet." After Zhu Liu opened the trick outside his body, he was very sensitive to energy

At the very core of the lava, a bright white sun-like fireball was stubbornly resisted by the light of the Nether Mirror, and even the temperature was blocked, and the ground under the falcon's feet was not affected in any way, it suddenly lunged, pushing the incandescent ball of light out, and the ball of light returned the same way, hitting the three-headed demon dragon, and in the bright light of the flames, the demon dragon screamed endlessly.

"My orc clan survives in the border wilderness, and the killing is a monster that cannot be judged by common sense, and even a single evil dragon dares to stand in the way, it is really looking for death."

"Golden Retriever Beastmaster, you broke the ancient contract without permission, I should kill you and take everything from you." The falcon turned around and shone towards Zhu Liu.

"Not good." Zhu Liu shouted, and a white rainbow flew into the sky, disappeared on the spot, and appeared a hundred meters away.

"What the hell is this?" The falcon was startled, the mirror turned again, and shouted, "Give it to me." ”

With a swish, Zhu Liu once again turned into a white rainbow and disappeared.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

The white rainbow flashed, and the falcon's ghost mirror was missed again and again.

After Zhu Liu escaped a few times, he gradually grasped his pulse, and when the mirror light came again, he waved his big hand: "Go." The white arc thorn burst out with a ten-zhang long light and flew away.

The light of the Netherworld Mirror collided with Bai Hong, forming a turbulent flow of energy that spread out in all directions, but the two were deadlocked.

Zhu Liu's heart moved, and the whole body breathed into the spiritual flame, and the rainbow light of the white arc thorn skyrocketed, turning into thirty zhang, and the light on the mirror surface began to crack, and he was about to be unable to bear it.

The falcon began to fight desperately, and the borders of the Nether Mirror in both palms slashed, and blood flowed out. The Nether Mirror seemed to be made of wood, but it was very sharp, and the skin of the fourth-order master was easily cut, and the blood was wet, and it was all sucked into the mirror, and for a while, the mirror light turned bloody, and the power increased several times.

"How is it possible, compared to the treasure of the Golden Retriever Beast King and the Nether Mirror, what is that?"

The falcon's blood is constantly draining, and the orc clan's refining totem gods are all evil weapons, as long as there is a chance, it will not control its blood sucking. Falcon suddenly remembered a legend told by the old chief, his father.

The flying fish bone of their tribe is an extremely powerful divine weapon, but it has sealed itself and cannot exert its power.

Legend has it that the Flying Fish Thorn has a skill called White Arc Light, which can easily shred the body of a monster.

At that time, Falcon only listened to legends and myths, and at this time, I suddenly remembered it. The beautiful white moon-shaped divine soldier is becoming more and more similar to its flying fish bones.

"Simulacrum!" Zhu Liu shouted, the rainbow light conjured up a giant wolf, roaring with teeth and claws, the mirror could no longer be maintained, it shattered into countless pieces, the rainbow giant wolf was like a broken bamboo, the power of the explosion, the falcon flew out of a distance of thirty meters.

"Dead." The rainbow flashed, and Zhu Liu moved to the side of the falcon, and all he saw was a shriveled corpse. Before the white arc spike could hit it, the falcon had bled to death, or a dried corpse, clutching a wooden mirror in its hand.

Zhu Liu pulled out the mirror, the mirror the size of a watermelon, dark red, carved densely covered with tadpole Xiaowen, this mirror has no mirror surface at all.

"Finish the work and clean up the battlefield." Zhu Liu waved his hand, walked towards the distance with a master's demeanor, took two steps, and disappeared into rainbow light.

There were a few sluggish people in the thousand legions: "I'll take a mother, Camp Commander Zhu is an immortal." ”[.]