Without waiting for the sleepless demon to speak, a heavily armed male mage suddenly walked out behind her. The male mage was about twenty-three or four-year-old, with a slight smile on his face.

"See the real chapter under your hands?" The male mage took out a glass staff from his backpack and smiled contemptuously at Tang Feng, "No matter what your relationship with the little demon is, if you want to do something with her, you must first pass my level." ”

The sleepless little demon smiled and took half a step back, his words seemed to remind Tang Feng, "This is the Wind God, his name may be unfamiliar to you, but in the Jialan Empire, he is a hot figure, and he is called the 'Heavenly Killing Pavilion Shuangxiu' along with the 'Medicine King'. ”

The guild where the sleepless demon is located is the 'Heavenly Killing Pavilion', and the position is the president, and the male mage is one of the 'Heavenly Killing Pavilion Shuangxiu', so it is not difficult to tell the relationship between the two.

"Okay, then I'll play with you first."

Tang Feng didn't even look at the Wind God's equipment, and directly raised his hand to shoot a 'Bright Bomb'.

The most straightforward way to test your opponent's strength is to fight them.

"Hey, just a priest......" Fengshen smiled indifferently, obviously not taking Tang Feng in his eyes, his right arm shook, and the glazed staff immediately spun around, spitting out a dark black ball of light.

The two balls of light, one light and one dark, collided violently together, and suddenly produced a huge explosion.

Tang Feng and Fengshen both took half a step back.

"The Dark God..."

With a touch of one move, Tang Feng immediately recognized the other party's occupation.

The Dark God, one of the mainstream classes, can summon creatures and weapons from hell, the magic is huge, and it has the ability to restrain any light class, and at the same time, the light class also has an additional damage bonus to it. To put it more simply, it is the sworn enemy of light.

"Take me one more shot!"

Tang Feng took one step forward, and the staff suddenly moved forward a little!

Boom Boom!

A thick pillar of light rose from the ground and surrounded the whole person of the wind god.

Since obtaining the staff 'Bone Dragon', all the skill effects displayed by Tang Feng have changed, taking the Light Divine Pillar as an example, it is at least 1/3 thicker than the original released pillar of light, and the power has increased by several points.

"The priest of lv61... Why are the skill effects so scary..."Fengshen muttered in his heart, he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and hurriedly retreated, trying to dodge Tang Feng's attack.

However, where would Tang Feng let him escape so simply, approaching step by step, and the light bomb was non-stop.

The incomparably tricky launch angle almost blocked all of Anemo's retreat routes.

- Spear of the Dark Lord! ’

Suddenly, Fengshen stood on his feet and slammed his right palm to the ground.

Bang!

A spear entangled in dark qi drilled out from the bottom of the abyss, as if there was a spirit around the wind god's body, and a few explosions were heard, and the spear actually smashed Tang Feng's explosive bombs, and then floated quietly above the wind god's head, like a guardian god.

"What kind of skill is this?" Tang Feng scratched his head.

"Black magic, the Dark Lord series skills." Fengshen said lightly.

...... "Haha, the god of wind finally can't help but show his killer move, it seems that the winner has been decided." ”

"It's really boring, I thought the wind god could entangle with the priest for a while, why did he make a big move as soon as he fought... It's not good, it's too unwatchable. ”

"Is this the Dark Lord series skill? It's the first time I've seen you. ”

"This set of lv60 skill books, Fengshen spent nearly a million yuan to get together, how can it be easily shown to others?"

"A complete set of skill books, millions of yuan... How many skills do you have? ”

"Ask the little demon sister, I've only seen 'guns' and 'arms'."

The surrounding spectators talked and discussed.

"Series Skills."

Hearing this familiar name, Tang Feng was slightly surprised.

On the official website, Tang Feng had browsed the information about the series of skill books, and the drop rate was less than one in 100,000, and ordinary people could already sweep players of the same level without pressure if they could learn three or two skills in a series, not to mention a complete set of metamorphoses.

A series of skills, as few as five skills, as many as dozens, are cast in turn, and the power increases. Of course, this also depends on the level of the user, and the character has a certain level of surname, otherwise it cannot be used.

There are dozens of types of skills in the series, the most famous of which are the 'Bright Angel Series', 'Hell Demon Series', 'God of War Series', 'Law God Series', 'Slayer Series' and 'Sky Wolf Series', which correspond to six major professions.

As for the 'Dark Demon Lord series' used by Anemo, it belongs to a small branch of the 'Hell Demon series'.

"The Dark Lance alone doesn't seem to be enough to deal with you... That being the case..."

The wind god threw up his staff unhurriedly and smiled, '-Arm of the Dark Lord!' ’

Hula!

A dark force poured out from the spear, enveloping the wind god's arms at once, and his originally slender arms began to change, becoming extremely thick, and the muscles on his head were knotted, like two red-hot iron pillars, full of power.

Fengshen grabbed the spear and stabbed it forward, and the windswept wind blew Tang Feng's clothes with a hunting sound.

"Melee?"

Tang Feng swallowed hard and foamed.

It's a series of skills that can turn a mage into a melee... He even began to admire the planners with this set of skills.

It was too late, and the spear was already aimed at his throat with a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

"Die!" The wind god roared wildly, and threw the spear with great force.

"Be careful!" Qin Lu, the little god, the snow, and the thieves shouted at the same time.

"Just you? I'm standing and letting you fight, are you beating me to death? ”

Tang Feng was not afraid, neither dodging nor making any defenses, allowing the spear to pierce his body.

‘-4701！ ’

The bright red word "damage" floated from the top of Tang Feng's head.

Nearly 5,000 damage!

"Haha, I don't think you'll die... Ga? ”

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the wind god was completely stunned.

Because, Tang Feng did not turn into ashes as he imagined, but stood on the spot unwaveringly.

"What's going on? You, you priest, how can you still stand despite my skills? How many lives do you have? ”

Tang Feng smiled coldly, pulled out the spear that pierced his throat, and threw it aside.

"I'm a priest, and I'm a priest with a full set of champion followers equipped! You think 5,000 damage can kill me? - Dragonslayer's Grip! ”

Click!

A large furry hand tore through the void and grabbed the Wind God's body.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

Four consecutive hits floated from the top of Anemo's head, and the Dragonslayer's Grip dealt up to 800 damage to Anemo each time.

That's 3,200 damage!

"Not good!" The face of the sleepless demon changed suddenly.

(To be continued)