Tang Jing felt a little more at ease.

Fitzrenne is not completely invincible, he also has weaknesses...... It was obviously a skeletal frame that had not been made for a long time, and it was not as strong as he had imagined.

After comparing it for so long, from his words, Tang Jing came to a conclusion.

It had only been a few days since he had followed the soul seal by means he didn't know, and in the few days he had to spend time arranging the enchantment, Tang Jing guessed that he didn't have much time to practice this skeleton shelf.

The first attack suffered a loss, completely because the mental strength and perception were far inferior to the opponent, and the course of action was completely predicted by him, so it seemed so crushing.

The success of this sneak attack is the best proof that when he is distracted, there is still a chance to solve him.

Tang Jing directly pulled out the bone fingers that ran through his palm, and his right hand was forceful, but he didn't crush it. After hesitating, he clenched it again, and this time he spread his hand after more than ten seconds, and his finger bones were still not broken...... With a sigh, he threw his finger bones directly behind him.

has been practiced, it is much harder than ordinary bones, and it has not been crushed with sword qi.

Tang Jing was not too disappointed...... The joint link can still be used as an attack point, his own thinking is correct, as long as he pierces through his eye socket next time and uses sword qi to disperse the soul fire, it is possible to succeed.

After quickly analyzing, Tang Jing grinned, "I'm an adventurer myself! I won't let go of any chance to kill the enemy, even if I know that it may be a trap, I still can't suppress myself and want to jump down and try." ”

"It's more tempting for me to be able to kill you alone than to evacuate with them, that's all. ”

Fitzrayne let out another burst of merry laughter, "Do you know why I'm keeping them?"

"Why else? Give me some hope. You want to eat away at my spirit little by little, ravage my body, make me feel hopeful, and kill them when I get tired of it, so that I can experience a deeper level of despair. I guess that's the only way to satisfy your perverted pleasure, right?"

"Hehe, it seems that you know a lot about my kind of people! All correct! How should I reward you? Kill them now, or do I want to remove one of your arms first?"

Of course he knows, and he must understand, because he has an enemy who is more unreasonable, more reckless, more perverted.

Like Fitzrayne, in Tang Jing's opinion, there are still traces to follow, but the sleeping Le Demon God in the throne is completely none! Everything is free, his personality is perverse, and he changes rapidly, in front of him, Tang Jing can only be toyed with.

One second you may be interested in laughing with you, and the next second you want to pinch you to death, completely casual, with the mood, the mood changes every minute, there is no trajectory at all, this is the devil! A terrifying monster derived from the negative emotions of human beings.

Tang Jing was silent.

"In that case, the original plan has been cancelled! Let's have something more exciting, little one!"

As soon as Fitzrayne's words fell, the right forelimb that was cut off by Tang Jing a few meters away actually moved on its own.

The bone hand was pulled by the magic force, and if the life shook a few times, it actually flew quickly towards Fitzrayne.

Of course, Tang Jing couldn't let him succeed easily, in the Fei

Zrenn showed his intention to retract his bones, and he had already acted.

I saw that his right foot kicked the ground violently, and a branch of a tree was like an arrow out of the string, nailed to the bone hand, and the man also rushed quickly towards Fitzrayne, and on the way he was already silently chanting in his heart: Above the nine heavens, the clouds of the sky, the rain of all things, the thunder of gathering punishment......

When he was only five meters away from Fitzrayne, Tang Jing suddenly stopped and directly read the epilogue, "Thunder Waterfall." ”

With the exit of the word "Thunder Waterfall", the left hand made a sword finger and slashed from top to bottom.

A bolt of lightning the size of an adult's arm fell from the sky, and the target, Fitzrayne.

The so-called magic is like this, the previous spells are just condensing magic to form magic, and the condition for activating it is the name of the magic itself or it can be called the epilogue.

The attack mode of magic is a straight line, an arc, and a zigzag, all relying on the traction of mental power, the more complicated the attack route, the more mental power is consumed, and the more difficult it is to control, so the changeable attack method is also the most basic condition for achieving evil, and it is also one of the clearest dividing lines to distinguish a person's control over magic.

Tang Jing's left hand waved down was traction.

Fitzren only raised his left hand slightly, "Undead Shield." ”

Two meters above Fitzrayne's head, a black light curtain appeared, like a huge umbrella, enveloping him.

"Hehe, it's raining well! It's a lot better than the constant black rain in Demon Cloud City!" he stretched out his left hand, as if to take on the blue and white thunder and lightning that were blocked by the black umbrella and split out.

Tang Jing watched as the madman walked to the edge of the umbrella-like black shield and stretched out his hand.

Like a child sheltering from the rain under the eaves, he suddenly became interested in the pouring rain, and he stretched out his hand to accept the goodwill or malice that the gods gave to the world?

Fitzreen didn't bother with the burnt, pungent smell coming from his hands, and he didn't seem to have a sense of smell, he just looked at Tang Jing with interest and said, "Little guy, I want to be serious, don't die so soon." ”

The moment the lightning ended, Tang Jing changed his arms to hold the straight knife with one hand, shook his body a little, and rushed towards Fitzren, who was only about four meters away from him, how far is four meters?

Fitzrayne waved his left hand from right to left, "Wall of Darkness." ”

A black wall five meters high and five meters wide, like a city wall between Tang Jing and Fitzren, Tang Jing seemed to know that this would be the result, and he didn't panic, and jumped high on his toes.

Just as Tang Jing wanted to borrow his strength from the wall of darkness and continue to rush towards Fitzrayne, the voice sounded again, "Corrosive Thorn." ”

Feeling the fluctuation of magic, Tang Jing immediately stopped his figure, leaned back with his upper body, and his body fell backwards, a leap of faith.

Five black thorns with a dark aura pierced out from behind the dark wall, almost grazing the tip of Tang Jing's nose and continuing to go diagonally.

If Tang Jing hadn't leaned back and chose to continue moving forward, there would definitely be a few more blood holes in his body.

But the magic is far from over.

"Thorn of thorns. ”

In an area under Tang Jing's body, the weeds that were originally only a few centimeters long suddenly rose up, like steel

The needle stands up.

Tang Jing didn't hesitate, his feet pressed against the dark wall, and his body flew backwards with his strength, he didn't want to fall and be pierced into a sieve.

Tang Jing shrank into a ball in the air like a ball, flew out upside down for dozens of meters, broke away from the range of thorns, and made a long small groove on the ground before stopping the backward rolling of his body.

Half-squatting, Tang Jing, who was stationed in the straight knife, felt the fluctuation of magic power, raised his head violently, and his eyes were wide open.

Fitzrayne, who had already withdrawn his bony hand, folded his hands in front of his chest, bowed his head slightly, as if he was whispering something, and circles of magic fluctuated, scattering around him.

Tang Jing's eyes fell on his overlapping left hand, and the phalanges that he threw away actually returned to his hand, Tang Jing's heart moved: This guy really ......

Those floating blue-green flames in the sky, feeling the fluctuations of magic power, actually began to tremble, as if lifeless souls were summoned by their masters, were given life, and then responded to their master's call in their own way.

"cao" Tang Jing, who came back to her senses, directly burst into foul language.

He felt it was real at first! those ghostly fires were really wisps of souls, and now they were all alive under the influence of Fitzrayne's magic.

And it's chanting! It's Fitzrayne's first chant since he made it, and the spell is still so long...... Needless to say, this is definitely a big move.

A sense of extreme danger remains. Tang Jing understood that if she couldn't interrupt Fitzrayne's magic, all of them would definitely die.

Without any hesitation, Tang Jing shot out like a cannonball, and his speed increased to the extreme.

Stop him, you must stop him, if you can't stop it, it will be over, this may be the only thought in Tang Jing's mind at this time.

..................

"Wake up, wake up, wake up. Jasmine sat on the ground baldly, regardless of the three of them, slapping, and pinching the four people on the ground were still asleep, they were already desperate.

More than ten minutes have passed, and none of the four people with the highest combat strength of the mercenary group have woken up, only the three of them have also caused chaos in the past, can they not despair?

Bill and Barrett tried to help Tang Jing many times, but they were stopped by Jasmine, the gap was too big, and there was no use in the past except to add to the chaos.

Only by gathering the strength of the seven can it have a decisive impact on the situation, otherwise rashly joining the battle will only get in the way.

"Jasmine, they're sure they're in spiritual magic, it's just wine, and there's no way they're going to sleep to death like this. Bill said through gritted teeth.

Barrett stared blankly at the terrifying battle between Tang Jing and Fitzrayne's side.

The gap was too big, so big that they didn't have the courage to face it, and he wished it was just a nightmare, but the pain in his hand reminded him over and over again that this was reality.

Barrett suddenly yelled at Bill, "Do you still need to talk about something so obvious? The point is that there is some way to wake them up." ”

"You shit, you don't even have the courage to stand up, you're scared of the battle there, what right do you have to yell at me?" Bill roared as he tugged at Barrett by the collar.