Chapter 234: The Majestic Old Eight
Flying all over the sky, colorful skills swiped towards the old eight standing in the center like a tide. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info is like Linghu Chao in the pit, the eighth child also has to face the attack of a group of plot characters, and the pressure is even more than that.
Ling Fox Chao has the resistance of historical plot characters, has a special life bonus on the battlefield, and has a strong historical plot skill to protect himself, and the eighth is only himself.
He stood there like a wall.
"Majestic and magnificent, Xinwei is desolate"!
The C-level historical plot skill is always so powerful, and these people in front of him are all below this level, so the head-on blow of the eighth child immediately slowed down the movements of the seven or eight plot characters, and the whole side of the attack that looked gorgeous was naturally invalid.
Even so, the number of plot characters that Lao Ba needs to face still exceeds ten, and the seven or eight who are temporarily controlled by the plot skills on the front will only rejoin the siege in a matter of seconds.
The situation has not eased for half a minute.
The equipment of the eighth child is strong enough, and the attributes are proud enough, but if you are hit by these people at the same time, it is in vain no matter how strong you are, you only need to be controlled by a control skill, and then you will be like Ling Fox Tide, limited by a steady stream of skills to death!
In the eyes of Soul II, the eighth is crazy, and most of the MT in the team are still complacent about being able to withstand the attack of a plot character, and the eighth is trying to hold a dozen of them, what is this not a madman?
He kind of regretted the behavior he had just leaned towards the old guy's team.
It's too late to say anything now, if Lao Ba and Mai Linglong plus Zhao Gao killed Ling Huchao first, then maybe there is still a few chances, but at this time, it has become difficult to even escape, Soul II glanced at the battlefield, and was ready to seize the opportunity to smear oil on the soles of his feet.
Just as Soul II sneaked to the edge of the battlefield, the scene in front of him completely shattered his three views and destroyed his cognition - the old eight, who was supposed to be besieged by many skills and was struggling, actually sat down cross-legged on the spot, and behind him, various Buddha phantoms with different expressions began to appear.
At the same time, the battlefield sounded out of thin air the sound of Sanskrit chanting, hitting the depths of everyone's soul, and the obscure scriptures were sung from these illusory figures in a special tone, which did not have the solemnity unique to Buddhism, but was full of wanton and publicity!
What kind of skill is this, it actually comes with a BGM!
Soul II knew that since the eighth dared to rush out with a pair of N, he would inevitably have something to rely on, but what he definitely didn't expect was that his reliance would be so awesome!
This vision is a long one, but it is actually a matter of a moment. The eighth man has already roared up in this chanting, and his gestures are all tinged with a faint gold, and the whole person has a kind of majesty that looks at the world!
"Golden-winged Dapeng Bird Bloodline, activate!"
The last time she completed an epic task, Mai Linglong gained a significant increase in attributes and increased the power of various skills; Zhao Gao has obtained a rare title, and he can pretend to be forced in front of various high-level plot characters; Yue Fei's most admired eighth child only obtained this mutilated bloodline, this S-level bloodline, and it was the first time that it was displayed in the plot world with a dazzling attitude.
"Golden-winged Roc Bird Bloodline, S-Rank, when activated, temporarily increases the priority of self-resistance to S- rank (the priority is slightly lower than the plot B-level), and obtains the following special effects.
Phoenix Seed: The Golden-winged Roc is the son of the Phoenix, immune to various control skills, and immune to various fire skills.
Soaring to 90,000 Miles: The Golden-winged Roc Bird is extremely fast, and its restricted skills are ineffective, dodging 66% of all attacks.
Dragon-Eater: Absorbs elemental damage equal to *1000 physical strength to deter all kinds of dragon bloodlines. ”
Uncle Buddha: Immune to all Buddhist skills, the cooldown will be 1/10 when casting each skill, and the cost will be reduced to 1/3.
Tianjiao: When making a judgment, attribute +20. ”
"This bloodline is a broken version and can only be used once per story world. When activated, the duration is equal to the number of seconds of the primary attribute value. ”
"Activate this bloodline, and your body will receive a boost, and your main attribute will be permanently increased by one point (a real increase. )”
"To activate this bloodline, you need to consume one Golden Story Point and consume 5,000 points per second."
The old eight, who fused the phantom of Dapeng, was unruly, and his figure was not taller, but the momentum of the whole person was like a giant.
The incomparably precious Golden Plot Points can only be regarded as one-time consumables, and you can imagine how powerful this skill is.
I saw that Lao Ba's body was shocked, and he flew up in place, his hands slashed in the air a few times, just like wings, allowing him to borrow enough strength from the void, and the whole person rushed into the group of plot characters at a meteor-like speed.
"Heroic and magnificent, Xinwei is desolate!"
"Earthshaker!"
"Frustrated roar!"
Lao Ba wantonly set a set of skills, galloping through this group of plot characters, everywhere he passed was a miasma, and all the plot characters were suppressed by him alone!
Among them, there is a D-class plot character, who was directly forcibly grabbed by him in his hand, waving like a whirlwind.
Under the complete crushing of both strength and priority, this plot character has no ability to resist at all, allowing the old eight to knead and flatten him, being swept out as a weapon for a while, and used to block the attack of the skill for a while, completely losing a little control of his body. His attributes were not outstanding, just a few seconds later, blood seeped out of the seven orifices at the same time, and his body hung down softly like a torn rag doll.
Lao Ba threw him to the ground and grinned, the blood of the plot character just now was spilled all over his body, making this innocent laughter sound particularly hideous and terrifying.
The characters were once again photographed by his might, and they took a step back again.
To be honest, the strength of the eighth after activating the bloodline is amazing, but if these plot characters work together and work together, it is possible to control and even kill, but the first few people who act as pioneers will not be spared.
But now that Lao Ba is so powerful, who dares to take the lead in making wedding clothes for others regardless of his life? So in the face of the old eight aggressively pressing, no one dared to stand up and face him!
In terms of momentum, the eighth child also successfully completed the crushing!
With the blessing of the bloodline ability, the cooldown time of all the skills of the eighth child is surprisingly short, just this moment of effort, several of his skills have been cooled down, he wiped the black blood clots that have been coagulated on his hands with his hand, and these blood clots turned into black powder brushes and fell down, he was silent, and his hands scratched a few times again.
"Heroic and magnificent, Xinwei is desolate!"
"Earthshaker!"
"Frustrated roar!"
The same skill worked again, Lao Ba was like an eagle deep into the flock of chickens, and the volley pulled out a plot character in the crowd, and this plot figure quickly followed in the footsteps of the former, and was torn into two pieces by the super powerful Lao Ba, and was coldly thrown to the cold ground.
At this time, many of the plot characters shouted in unison, scattered, and no longer dared to attack, but just made a posture of vigilance.
At the moment, they didn't dare to go far, until in the hole, Zhang Xun's eighteen generals stood up one by one.