Chapter Ninety-Seven: Killing Ghost Cultivators

Wanfu's offensive is extremely ferocious!

Under the influence of Shen Yin, in the face of Tianle of the third order of foundation building, he did not hesitate to choose the fastest way - crushing!

Countless arrows rained down indiscriminately into the blood mist.

In an instant, the blood mist was shattered......

Although the effect of blocking the divine thought is still there, it can be vaguely seen that the defense around Tianle is being frantically reduced, and the latter is constantly using the defensive magic seal to strengthen itself, and at the same time absorbing mana through the Xuanyue seal, as if he will immediately fall into a situation where his mana will be exhausted and will never recover.

"I'm going to see how long you last!"

Sacrificing a thousand points of mana every second, the rain of arrows continued to envelop the blood mist, completely shattering the layers of golden light that Tianle had easily condensed outside his body.

Every time he was defeated, Tianle's body trembled, his health plummeted by more than 300 points, and his body was covered in blood......

"Come again!"

Wanfu's face was full of ridicule, although the mana had rapidly dropped below three thousand points, he still did not pause, and while taking out the spirit stone, he continued to sacrifice mana frantically, and the fire covered the blood mist.

It lasted a full five seconds......

Every time the golden light outside the body was interrupted, a new layer of golden light immediately appeared outside Tianle's body, and with the saliva of the toad and the evil spirit enchantment, it ate all the damage well, and slowly recovered its health with the help of the recovery law.

“…… It's pretty tenacious. ”

Wanfu changed color slightly.

An ordinary player has at most two or three relatively large defensive spells, and Tianle's performance has exceeded his expectations a lot! And it seems that there is an endless release of energy.

"Give me death!"

His face sank.

The ghost hand that had been gathering momentum for a few seconds resurfaced in the air again, draining more than a thousand points of mana in one go, and thunder fell from the sky, fiercely pressing down into the blood mist again.

Rumble!!

The thick blood mist was compressed by the strong pressure and overflowed in all directions;

Tianle, who was in the area on the edge of the blood mist, appeared, and his face was pale;

The only thing that made Wanfu uneasy was that in the face of a more ferocious and powerful attack, Tianle not only did not show a panicked look, but seemed to have been prepared to throw out a small seal.

Rumble!!!

Silverlight.

A silver mountain descended from the sky, protecting Tianle's whole body, and it happened to keep the ghost hand out......

Meanwhile.

A layer of golden mangs emerged from outside Tianle's body.

Golden River Seal!

Rumble!!!

the collapse of the Silver Mountain;

Jin He trembled violently, but it was not extinguished, and it still flowed slowly around his body, resisting Wanfu's fierce blow.

The scene in front of "......" made Wanfu's pupils dilate.

Tianle still has some strength left!

Rotten!

When he realized that something was wrong, Tianle took action.

"Four-word mantra!"

"Rotation!"

"Axe!"

didn't wait for Wanfu to turn around.

The most powerful blow fell from the sky.

More aggressive than Wanfu's attack, the spell damage of up to 6,000 points made Wanfu's body bow directly, and his face turned pale and retreated violently, and the shocking bright red blood flowers sprinkled from the air......

Sou!

The robe was windless and automatic, and Wanfu galloped back under the action of strong inertia, directly stretching the distance to two hundred meters......

This is the strength of the foundation monks.

The Divine Mind has a wide range of attacks, moves fast, and retreats when you want to fight.

Although it was very humiliating to be forced to retreat by Tianle here, Wanfu still retreated very shamefully - why he did not retreat......

"A little capable, you won't be so lucky again!"

Wanfu dropped a sentence in a calm tone, and stood very arrogantly in the distance and began to recover his mana, with a posture of recovering his mana and starting over.

"You think you'll have a chance?"

Tianle snorted coldly, and the purple light flashed under his feet, and he accelerated towards Wanfu.

The latter looked sarcastic.

It's just a pair of low-level magic weapon boots that speed up, and compared to the speed of the flying sword, it's like cloud mud......

Just as he was unhurriedly urging the flying sword to maintain his distance, suddenly the sound of wind and thunder came from behind.

Two black shadows suddenly rushed in the range of his divine thoughts, and by the time he reacted, it was too late to turn around......

"Doppelganger?!"

"And the puppet!!"

"Damn it!"

Wanfu saw the two coming from the rear clearly, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Fu Soldier: The third order of foundation building

Attack 500;

Spell Defense 300;

Health 20000;

Good at spells: Yellow Sand Cage, create a 10-meter square cage to trap the enemy, and the surrounding barriers can absorb 4000 spell damage;

Good at spells: Sandstorm funeral, yellow sand condenses into a hand to restrain and choke the enemy, causing 1500 spell damage to the enemy;

Spells: Tornado, creates a tornado storm with a diameter of 200 meters, dealing 800 spell damage per second to enemies in the area, and reducing the movement speed of all enemies in the area by 50%;

Good at spells: earth escape, turn into yellow sand, merge with the desert, and not be detected by divine thoughts.

Fu Bing used the method of earth escape to deceive Wanfu's eyes, and hid behind him with his clone.

When Wanfu reacted, the humanoid talisman soldier decisively cast a spell:

"Seal!"

I broke off with a drink.

In the space, above the desert, a piece of rolling yellow sand flowed from all directions, instantly forming a huge yellow sand cage, trapping Wanfu in the air.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Tianle didn't have the slightest mercy, and with a thought, Fu Bing clasped his hands together and struck them together:

"Sandstorm funeral!"

Air.

The giant yellow sand cage quickly turned into a giant hand.

"Ah!!!!h

Wanfu's head and torso were peeking out, and he was scarlet from the waist down, and he was howling in pain.

"Tornado!"

Fu Bing poured out all the spells in one go!

Suddenly, the wind and sand cover the sky!

At the same time, Tianle took two quick steps, Lei Yin stepped faster, and rushed into Wanfu's 100 meters, his lips squirming rapidly:

"Broken! Axe! Sink! Boat! ”

"Rotation!"

"Axe!"

One word at a time, every word is true!

Above the desert, the golden giant axe reappeared.

Wanfu gasped, his face pale.

Although the cooldown time of the life-saving spell had passed, the mana had not recovered, and I watched the golden axe fall.

Bloodlight blooms.

The golden axe disappeared in an instant, and Wanfu's head rose into the air.

"Kill the ghost cultivator 'Wanfu', gain 10 prestige points, and increase the favorability of the major sects in the Blood Heaven Continent!"

The tornado is fading.

Bang! Bang!

The corpse fell to the ground first.

Tianle let out a long sigh of relief - he had actually exhausted all of his mana just now, and if this blow was escaped by Wanfu again, he would only be able to watch the other party's Edgeworth leave.

Fortunately, the previously hidden means came in handy, and the deterrence of Fu soldiers and clones completely blocked all the ways of Wanfu and captured the ghost cultivator in one fell swoop.

"Hey, I've heard a long time ago that killing the ghost cultivator can capture 30% of the loot on the ghost and wear it all, Wanfu should cry now." As he spoke, Tianle came to Wanfu's headless corpse and reached out to grab the Qiankun bag.