Chapter Ninety-Five: The Blood Sword Lackey

"A fight for your life before you die?"

The eyes of the mid-level monk 'Wanfu' changed slightly, but quickly returned to normal, as if he had been disdainful of the players below who had been abandoned by the vultures:

"The Mantra Seal of the Fog Seal Peak is indeed powerful when connected together, and even a low-level player who builds a foundation can actually shake me...... It's a pity that you're the one who has won the favor of heaven, but it's a pity that you've met me. ”

As he spoke, Tianle had already been decisively abandoned by the demon vulture, and the powerful oppression of being seriously injured in an instant made this demon cultivator of the second order of foundation building choose to defect, and launched an attack on the master as soon as he released the demon spirit!

Poor Tianle House Leak happened to rain overnight, and before he could make protection, he lost his ability to control the sky, and fell straight into the blood mist area.

Fortunately, the demon vulture is only a second-order foundation building, and it is not Tianle's opponent at all in terms of divine thoughts.

Creeping Yi was separated from Tianle's body, and immediately received the terrifying power of the four-character mantra, and his body seemed to be crushed by gravity of ten thousand catties! His pupils dilated rapidly, and he fell to the ground without even having a chance to flapping his wings! It's so embarrassing that it screams again and again! Not to mention casting a spell at 500% slow.

Bang!

The vulture fell pitifully into the desert.

Tianle didn't have a chance to deal with the demon vulture who betrayed the master.

Sou!

With a flash of light, a pair of bright black demon vulture wings appeared behind him, as if they had returned to their fused bodies, hovering in the air, slowly flapping, and supporting Tianle's crumbling body.

"Nice wings."

Wanfu stared at Tianle with a playful look on his face, and said lightly.

Tianle couldn't be at ease in front of a strong enemy who caused nearly 10,000 points of damage in a flip of his hand, and he flapped his wings and approached the blood mist at close range, staring at the latter and asking angrily, "Who are you?" ”

"Do ghosts need a reason to kill people?"

Wanfu shrugged his shoulders coldly: "Heavenly man, there should be something special on him, it is worth my start, that's all." ”

"Really?"

"Use the four-character mantra three times in a row, unless you use the high-grade spirit stone now, you won't be able to reply for a while and a half, if you don't want to die, you can answer me a few questions." Wanfu was very unhappy with the endless gravitational deceleration effect around him, but he still did not change his lonely attitude: "Maybe Uncle Ben will let you go in a good mood." ”

"What do you want to know?"

Tianle's eyes grew cold.

Ghost cultivation is a very annoying kind of person in the Blood Heaven Continent, and there is no emotional fetters in his eyes, only interests and killing.

"Tianwen is your brother, can you reveal to me your foundation building method?"

"With your current strength, do you still need to delete the number and retrain and rebuild the foundation?"

"You don't care about that."

Wanfu's tone was cold:

"You can only choose to say it or not to say it."

"You're a peripheral member of the Blood Sword Studio, aren't you, a lackey of the Blood Sword?" Tianle's words made Wanfu's face change slightly.

"Ghost cultivators usually run rampant in the most chaotic areas of the Blood Heaven Continent, and when they go to a small place like Gangcheng, the benefits they get are not worth the cost of a teleportation in the black market, and only the big union studios can pay for it casually."

"I said ......"

Wanfu's tone became colder and colder:

"You can only choose to say it or not to say it."

Tianle was unheard:

"Tell your master, I'll go find him, but not now."

"It's not right now, your attitude makes me angry, and I think you need to learn a little lesson." Wanfu raised it with one hand.

A huge face appeared above Tianle's head out of thin air! The terrifying skull was densely covered with circular symbols, and when it opened its huge mouth, a circular symbol the size of a black hole erupted with an astonishing suction force without emotion.

Tianle avoided the blood mist at the right time, and still felt that terrifying power quickly enveloped his body, easily shredding the outer body seal, and hurriedly activated the Obsidian Shield.

Bang!

The enchantment inspired by the Obsidian Shield was sucked like a bubble towards a huge human face ten meters in diameter in the void......

"Break the axe and sink the boat! Rotation! Axe! ”

Gritting his teeth, Tianle once again burst out with his strongest killing move, smashing the huge face in the void before the Ziyao shield shattered and died.

However, the guy with a cold and arrogant face, 'Wanfu', avoided a hundred and twenty meters away, and it was not surprising that he should be a player who was at the middle level or even higher level of the foundation building.

"Die!"

Returning to the blood mist, Tianle noticed that Wanfu began to prepare to cast the spell after casting the spell, but under the influence of the sinking seal, the speed was obviously very slow, and he immediately violently vibrated his wings and moved forward dozens of meters in the blood mist.

Rumble!!!!

The desert below is turbulent.

The orange and yellow grains of sand danced with the wind, instantly forming an astonishing desert storm, like a huge black dragon connecting heaven and earth, stirring up countless powerful sand and gravel, and swept away and enveloped Wanfu.

"Good!"

"I want to see how far a low-level foundation building monk can go, and how much mana you still have to vent...... Come on! ”

In the tornado, the wild laughter of Wanfu kept coming.

Tianle did not speak.

Wanfu's identity has been revealed.

Although there was no sound on the side of the Blood Sword Studio, someone was secretly sent to snipe him......

A peripheral member.

A ghost cultivator with a wealth of experience in solitary travel!

"Die!"

Tianle has gradually broken free from the initial panic.

Under the influence of Shen Yin, in this one-acre three-third of land affected by the four-character mantra, anyone will be slowed down by 500%.

This is Tianle's only advantage!

But no one knows that Tianle still has a big advantage......

Tornado lasts 3 seconds and deals 1000 spell damage per second!

During this time, Wanfu was unable to condense even a single effective spell, nor could he move quickly, and he was forced to withstand the full power of the tornado.

However, Wanfu's magic defense is obviously not low, with 600 damage per second, and all of them are applied to his body protection barrier.

Spell defense up to 400 points!

"Giant Rock Seal!"

The twin skull helmets flashed.

Two jacks of boulders slammed down on Wanfu at the same time......

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the outer body barrier shattered! The latter was suppressed upright and fell to the ground.

"Die!"

Tianle's eyes were red, and he had completely entered a state of madness and shot wildly.

Twenty-four silver threads shot out of the blood mist.

Each wisp brings out a thrilling cold glow.

Build the third order of the foundation!

The single attack of each flying locust is as high as 467 points, and even Wanfu, who has 400 points of magic defense, cannot dodge it in a suppressed state, and will suffer a big loss.

Not to mention......

Tianle's killer feature has just exploded.

After exhausting the last more than 1,000 points of mana, his tongue burst into spring thunder:

"Break the axe and sink the boat!"

"Rotation!"

"Broken!"

In the void, the entire space trembled.

Wanfu's pupils shrank, and he received a system prompt that his spell defense was reduced by 400 points......

Zero defense!

Once the Flying Locust Mark with 467 spell damage is eaten, it directly causes 11,208 damage points, and players below the high level of the foundation can be killed in seconds.

Really!

Wanfu was pierced by the locusts, turned into a pool of blood-red slime, and was crushed into the desert by a thousand catties of boulders......

Rumble!!!

A huge square mark was deep into the dunes, and the strokes were blood-red!