The price of a forced resurrection was quite high, and the greedy desire that the burial vessel emanated from was a goblin that made it feel terrified. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The man's cloak slowly slipped off under the agitation of the air waves, and the eyes turned pitch black, and the ugly scars on the young face seemed to become even more hateful under the support of those eyes. God knew that the person who did such a thing as a child sacrifice would be a woman.

There is not much difference between a woman and a woman for Paulo, and the standard of Lolita is that all of them who are over sixteen years old are old women.

The charging skill of the long stick in his right hand pulled a bright green light on the ground, and the evil god did not expect this mortal to be so brave, as if he knew what he was taboo about.

The body that had just been fused had not yet condensed, and this slash could only be resisted, and the bone staff condensed in the ghost fire and the counterattack that was slashed was actually shattered under Bao Luo's blocking skill!

Who would have thought that he would hold that dagger and use the warrior's shield strike skill!

Being able to use shield strike skills for this part is not as simple as coercion. The power contained in the Testament of the Shortsword King as a sacrifice is more aimed at the soul, and once the evil god is stabbed by that thing, it will take great damage.

The figure of the woman under the black cloak is considered to be the slender one, and the cold face under the firelight has a different kind of beauty, and even the scar seems to have become a wonderful embellishment.

Goblins are a race close to natural energy, their blood is born with an inclusive of energy, the lowest level of green-skinned goblins have bonuses from the most basic natural energy, the four physical attributes that have been improved plus night vision attributes and magic defense attributes, the power of the purified bloodline makes him unafraid when facing the boss alone.

The truncated staff in his hand is strictly a weapon more suitable for a druid, but it is the only weapon that can better provide the resonance of natural energy.

The air flow representing the vitality was wrapped around the wooden staff, and the king's chosen weapon was inserted back into his waist, and he moved to avoid a series of long-range baoluo and charged again!

The goblins that can be selected by the King's Chosen Weapon are definitely elite level, and the skeletons summoned in a panic cannot play a good role in blocking, on the contrary, the goblins completed the clearance earlier and began the siege of the evil god.

The blood-red bony hand that suddenly popped out of his body almost caught the man who had just finished the charge. The two goblins didn't have time to dodge, but the higher the signal's HP didn't die as easily.

The life force was drained through the bone hand, and Paolo had time to cut off one of the bone hands, but he couldn't stop it, and the remaining goblin was sucked dry and turned into a dried corpse.

With the launch of the skill, the cloak on the woman's body became tattered, and the women's armor condensed by the evil god on her body exposed her sexiness, and the boss's style was finally there.

The reconstituted bone staff was covered with a hard shell of bones, and the dagger god was adapted to protect against the evil god of the dagger, but fortunately the player didn't seem to know much of the abilities of the equipment they had.

It was true that the blow that hit the entity had misaligned the bones, but the god didn't seem to feel pain, and his mid-toned face made an eerie expression. It's figuring out its own fighting style and combat effectiveness with its HP.

The HP of the boss who was not of a high level slowly declined under the siege of a large group of goblins, but Paolo felt uneasy, because it shouldn't have been too smooth in the first place.

Then, in the second stage, when the monster's HP is reduced to sixty percent, the seizure of the evil god becomes smooth, and the power of evil is coming.

The white bone armor on top of the pitch-black bikini armor quickly condensed, and the shadow was torn from the darkness and turned into a cloak to hang behind him. The surrounding goblins were blown away by the air wave and crashed into the wall, and fell into a dizziness.

The thick and strong virtual bones turned into a cylindrical torrent and rushed in the direction of Paulo, the dagger he pulled out was not a shield after all, and the narrow surface could not be well blocked, and when he set out the attack range, a gourd hanging on his shoulder was untied and poured a mouthful of medicine.

And the boss was already flying by this time.

The condescending magic attack is like a map cannon, and it should be troublesome for the team to dodge in such a narrow cave.

Wait for the boss to drop in height, and the swinging stick will hurry up and deal damage. It's a pity that after all, he is not a professional gamer, and his strength is not the kind of anti-heaven master, and his diverse boss skills make him a little cramped, and the amount of damage that can be grabbed is not very much. More often than not, it's dodging and parrying, and it looks like it's embarrassing.

Knowing that this man had come to save him, the child in the cage raised his voice to warn Paulo, but it was this shout that changed the whole situation.

Remembering that the evil gods of these sacrifices disappeared in place, the straight line charge skill made him quickly come to the cage, and Paulo's taunt skill was ignored, all he could do was listen to the child's cry and watch the other party lift the cage.

Most of the attacks launched in such a situation were irrational, and Paulo's sprint seemed disorganized. The piercing of three bone spears sent him flying, piercing the long bones of his body and knocking him against the wall.

Dropped the cage in his hand and wrote his identity and let out a smug laugh, "Kindness? … Huh..."

There is only a trace of blood left, and if you take it a little longer, you have to explain it here, and you will take it. The boss not far away has already rushed this way.

Since following him, he has shown absolute obedience and absolute loyalty to the royal goblins of the tribe. The last three goblins, who were seriously injured, sprang out and locked the boss's movements with their bodies and weapons in their hands.

Paulo knew that it was irrational to use this trick at this time, but he didn't seem to have any other choice.

The lowest gourd was removed, and the dark red oil paint was poured into the palm of his hand. The index finger is dipped in oil paint on the arm, a few simple patterns are quickly formed, and then the thumb hangs off the palm of the palm, and the remaining oil paint is smeared under the right eye, drawing a short horizontal bar.

The Burial Vessel was held in his hand, and the intricate tattoo of the dagger was given color as it was pointed in the palm of his hand, and then along the place where the goblin dagger had been pierced.

Paulo's eyes changed color, her pale golden pupils lit up slightly, and the tips of her ears stood out even more, and the most eerie thing was the sharp teeth.

The sacrificial ceremony begins!

The first payment requires 500 points of blood for yourself, and it doesn't matter if you have a little, the first one-time recovery of Samtan has 600 points of blood. The trouble is the ritual that follows.

Blood was drawn from the ancient soul and descended on the field, and at the same time, the entangled demon god who broke free from the goblins launched that straight line charge skill.

The chest is bulging high, the internal organs are burned, and it doesn't feel like cheating, and the upper limit of one's health will be compromised for the next period of time, which is also something that cannot be helped.

A dark red piece of blood evaporated from his mouth, and the blood vapor sprayed out with a high temperature.

The body in the skill can't make movements, after all, it's the snatched body. The evil god was smeared on his face by a mouthful of old blood, and the extremely corrosive blood of depravity quickly penetrated. The evil god let out a wail, and his skill was interrupted, and he fell less than three meters in front of Paulo.

But this place is enough to attack.

Seeing that the waved arm was about to touch the seriously injured person, Bao Luo disappeared in place. At the same time, a long dagger plunged into the shoulder of the evil god! (To be continued.) )