Chapter 59: The So-Called Phantom

The smoke and dust slowly dispersed, and I saw that the dozen or so phantoms that seemed to be condensed were a little fluttering, and at first glance they looked like ghosts.

"I'll be a good girl!" Xiao Qi's face was full of shock, he rolled his eyes and looked at Su Xiyao, "You already know the weakness of the phantom?" ”

"The so-called phantom is just a wisp of the soul, and as long as it is a soul body, most of them are afraid of thunder and lightning" Su Xiyao squinted, as if something flashed in his eyes, and explained, "Not to mention this wisp, even the entity is only maintained by borrowing the host's ability."

"The power of thunder and lightning has always had the effect of dispelling evil spirits, and this soul that is not in the body is a kind of ghost after all, and thunder and lightning are naturally extremely harmful to them."

"So, under normal circumstances, it's rare for someone to release a phantom while fighting a magician......"

Su Xiyao raised her eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the figure of the masked man was reflected in her clear eyes, she tilted her head and smiled innocently, "So...... You're so stupid......"

The magician holds the element of heaven and earth, and the existence of this soul is nothing more than the existence of something like an elemental stone in the phantom bracelet, although the magician is now a very rare group on the continent, but the power of the magician is not to be underestimated.

Knowing that they are magicians, they dare to release phantoms to fight, this Thomas is giving people heads...... Ahh......h

The dark clouds in the sky were still accumulating, and although no lightning fell again, the momentum in them made the masked man's face stiffen slightly—he was wearing a mask, so Su Xiyao couldn't see it.

"Thank you so much, they're all branched out, so my chances are better!" Su Xiyao has never been the kind of person who waits for death.

The moment the words fell, the seeds that had been casually sown by her hands before quickly pulled out their branches under the light of her wood-based magic.

Su Xiyao didn't know what seed she had sown, but now it seemed ......

I was right.

Thorn vines!

Plants are a kind of demon beasts, but now these vines are not fully developed, so they don't have spiritual intelligence.

This handful of seeds Su Xiyao remembered that it was given to her by Jun Qingran, perhaps because she was a wood magician, so she had a soft spot for vines, and this thorny vine seemed to her as if it was still a tiger with wings.

It's very handy to use.

The thorn vines are not turquoise like other ordinary vines, but are completely black and swarthy with barbs on their branches, which are extremely sharp, toxin-bearing, and have a paralyzing effect.

It's just that because there aren't many of them, Su Xiyao didn't use them when she was in the secret realm.

But now she is facing a Spirit Venerable, although the Spirit Venerable is nothing on the mainland, but for her now, it is undoubtedly a behemoth.

It took her a whole month to reach the peak of her magic apprenticeship, and with the existence of dual-line magic and the 'Blessing of the Forest', she was not afraid of the spirit master-level characters in the lush vegetation.

You can even throw a hurricane blade to kill a group.

But this Spirit Venerable can't be compared with a Spirit Master, it is no exaggeration to say that even if a Spirit Venerable doesn't use illusion skills, the strength of his body alone is enough to beat a group of Spirit Masters and can't take care of themselves.

The masked man saw that the phantom spirits were floating in vain, and his eyes were only slightly surprised for a moment, and then they returned to normal, as long as the master did not die, as long as these phantoms were not shattered by a blow, they could always recover slowly.

The thick vines wrapped around the masked man in an instant.

The barbs on the thorny vines pierced the masked man's shirt, and the masked man sneered, and with a slight shock, he shattered all the seemingly majestic and high-spirited vines.

Although his clothes were a little messy, the toxin that was supposed to have a paralyzing effect on him did not have half of an effect.

"Boy, are you in such a hurry to find death?" The masked man said coldly, his hoarse voice making him like a devil crawling out of hell to ask for his life.

Su Xiyao's pupils shrank slightly, and she seemed to be surprised and took a few steps back.

The masked man curled his fingers into claws and grabbed at Su Xiyao.

Su Xiyao's body was short, and looking at the masked man's extremely indifferent eyes, the look of horror on his face suddenly changed to a shallow smile.

The masked man's heart was shocked, and his back was cold, obviously as a spirit venerable, he should be invincible in this radius, but why is there a cold air rushing to the heavenly spirit cover now.

The perennial habit of crawling and rolling made him subconsciously withdraw his hand and deviate to one side.

There was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and a fishy stench penetrated the mask.

Poison!

Now he was poisoned!

The masked man's expression changed, and now few people can poison it, a great change thousands of years ago has caused most of the things on the continent to be lost, and this medicine has been decaying for a long time.

Wrong!

Before the masked man could react, he felt a gust of wind blow in his ears.

There was a tearing pain at the base of his ear, and he couldn't help but scream "Ahhh

Covering his ears that were still dripping with blood, he looked at the kid who came out of nowhere.

"It's you!" Isn't this kid their target?

According to what Miss said, this kid's strength is not good, why is he so powerful all of a sudden.

He can even hurt his Spirit Venerable!

Wei Yiyang shook his head with some pity, Lingzun is still too powerful after all......

Otherwise, this would have killed him.

Crimson blood slowly dripped down his white fingers, and the blood beads bloomed on the ground with the brilliance of Manzhu Sahua.

Strange and evil, these two words that are almost completely out of tune with this bear child can perfectly interpret the state of this guy at this time.

Holding the ears that had been torn from the masked man's face in his hand, he sighed with some regret.

Looking up at Su Xiyao, who was a little pale, there was a slight surprise in his eyes, this guy seemed to have discovered his existence a long time ago, no wonder he had no fear.

But in fact, Su Xiyao had indeed noticed that there seemed to be a gaze that was watching them from beginning to end, but she had never regarded this gaze as Wei Yiyang's.

At this time, the surprise in Su Xiyao's heart was no less than Wei Yiyang's.

Oh yes! Who can tell her that this little broken child for Mao has such a strong strength!

"Who sent you to kill me?" Wei Yiyang narrowed his eyes, and a bloodthirsty look appeared on his face, as if he was a different person.

"Humph!" The masked man snorted coldly and said coldly, "It's better to kill you directly!" ”

It's time to end the grinding and chirping for a long time.

Suddenly there was a colorful light blooming on the wrist.

Illusion!

Su Xiyao's expression condensed slightly, she had never encountered a Lingzun-level illusion technique.

However, with her current strength, she really doesn't necessarily take it down, she just doesn't know......

looked at Wei Yiyang, and saw the child's leisurely face, as if everything was in his hands.

He lifted his red lips and smiled coldly, "Heh, even if you don't say it, I can guess it, but I'm curious why she has such a group of loyal subordinates as you......"

Moreover, the strength is still so strong......

Strange, really strange!

The masked man didn't speak, the light on his wrist grew stronger and stronger, and he stretched out his big withered hands, and he grinned and was about to shoot out a light.

Suddenly, the momentum on his body suddenly dissipated.

"How so!" The masked man shouted.

Suddenly I remembered the scar on my shoulder, the wound had not yet coagulated, and it was still bleeding, but the blood was not bright red, but a deep black liquid.

There was no pain in the wound, and there was even a cool feeling, so much so that he forgot the existence of the wound for a while.

The spiritual power of the body seemed to be sealed, and it couldn't be mobilized at all.

"You...... Poisoned me! The masked man's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart began to panic, if he didn't have spiritual power, then he, the Spirit Venerable, to be honest, was not even as good as a spiritual person with spiritual power.

Watching Wei Yiyang walk leisurely, step by step, like the ancient bell striking his heart again and again, heavy and depressing.

The feeling of death hangs over my heart like a dark cloud in the sky.

In any case, he couldn't understand why he was folding in a boy's hand.

The pain in his chest made him close his eyes.

It's just planted, so unwilling......

Su Xiyao looked at the scene where Wei Yiyang tore the masked man apart, and the corners of her eyebrows jumped, I am a good boy who is fierce enough......

The faint smell of blood poured into her nose, Su Xiyao subconsciously frowned, remembering Xiaobai who was still lying on the ground, and walked in the direction of Xiaobai.

Squatted down, touched Xiaobai's hairy neck, sniffed the faint fragrance on Xiaobai's body, and sneered, "Drunken fairy grass, exquisite blood, dreams floating...... Rich......"

patted Xiaobai's neck and comforted, "Xiaobai is good, I'll get smaller and go back first, and then I'll give you a solution." ”

Xiaobai raised his heavy eyelids, let out a low roar, and then shrunk back into a kitten, nesting in Su Xiyao's arms.

Oh, uncle, you actually drugged Benhu! It's too much, it's too much!

Su Xiyao hugged Xiaobai and was about to greet the two goods and prepare to leave, when she felt a cold wind rising in her ears.

Rolled on the ground, able to avoid the sudden blow.

Su Xiyao hugged Xiaobai tightly in her arms, protected the small body, and raised her eyes to look at the position where she had just stood.

A dart that was still glittering with cold light was stuck tightly on the ground.

Red spikes flutter gently in the wind.

"Could it be that the rest of the people are back?" Su Xiyao's face is changing, could it be that this time it is really a catastrophe?

Uncle, she doesn't want to die yet!

"It's not...... It can't be those people...... Those people have already been torn apart by me......" Wei Yiyang's voice seemed to be a little weak, and as soon as the faint voice reached Su Xiyao's ears, he heard a "bang" and fell heavily to the ground.