Chapter 487: Evil Spirit Curse

Compared to the group of orangutans, octopuses and turtles, the physique of this group of cultists was significantly smaller by more than a circle. What if the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info can fly? The monsters down there can't stop me, and even a few of you skeletons want to stop me?

Han Chen smiled disdainfully, and just as he wanted to hit his head directly, the group of zombie cultists suddenly danced with their hands, and twisted a trick in front of them, and the neat movements did seem to have a well-trained rush.

What are they going to do? Casting spells? Not very reliable, aren't they? They don't sense the fluctuation of spiritual power at all! Putting on a show to scare me? That's the rhythm of death......

Han Chen was surprised to himself, bursts of pitch-black spiritual light suddenly bloomed from the group of disciples, followed by a strange spiritual fluctuation. This spiritual fluctuation is quite similar to Han Chen's Yuan Shen power, but it is relatively soft, and it does not have the rigid destructive power of the Yuan Shen power.

Is this a Genshin attack? Cut, a level of Genshin power, Lao Paper is stronger than you when he sleeps.

The mental fluctuations were like the flow of water, and they soon besieged Han Chen. Under the call of this spiritual fluctuation, the dark elements that were wandering in the space were differentiated from the air little by little. Around Han Chen's body, a circle of black light curtains lingered.

At the same time, a series of low, dark incantations emanated from the mouths of the cultists:

"Gurgling...... Surallua...... Ahh......h

With the appearance of this spell, the dark element that shrouded Han Chen's body, like a stream of water dripping into the withered sand, began to penetrate into Han Chen's body on a large scale, and the true power in Han Chen's body suddenly seemed to be mixed with glue, becoming muddy and slow. The elemental energy in his body was affected, and there were signs of disorder.

"This ...... What's going on?" This strange phenomenon has never been encountered, Han Chen's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly forcibly used his true power, wanting to expel this dark energy of the haze, but this energy was surprisingly difficult, no matter how Han Chen exercised, it was difficult to drive it out of his body.

At this moment, a black spiritual light suddenly flashed below the group of disciples, and before Han Chen could react, another spiritual fluctuation enveloped his body.

Looking at this spiritual fluctuation, I saw that the team of zombie ascetics below also neatly twisted out a handprint, and bursts of chanting mantras like Sanskrit sounds continued to come out of their dry mouths:

"Chirp crooked...... Purr Harala...... Crackling and cooing......"

Unlike the true power blockage caused by the curse of the cultists, the spell of this group of ascetics was to sever the connection between his physical power and the beast crystal. Although it didn't work immediately, it still had a negative impact on Han Chen's demonic power control, and coupled with the slowdown of his true power caused by the cultist's curse, Han Chen could no longer control the force of his whole body now.

The elemental fluctuations triggered by the talent ability had become intermittent, and Han Chen could not hold his body in the air, and he was besieged by a group of flying dragons, and he had to fall to the ground again.

This is really amazing, the location where he fell is right in the center of the undead legion, and the previous great earthquake wave has not yet spread here. The dense array of monsters made him almost have no place to stay. He had to trample on a demon turtle and stand on the turtle's back.

As soon as Han Chen fell to the ground, countless demon turtles, demon chapters, and things that couldn't be named, all rushed towards him, and the ferocious momentum that covered the sky and the sun was definitely more shocking than the battlefield where 10,000 people were killed.

Despite its strength, after all, two fists are hard to beat four hands. Han Chen couldn't use his skills very smoothly, relying only on the strength of his physical body, it was really difficult to resist all sides, and he was attached to the surface of the skeleton piece by piece, until he put together the terrifying dry corpse warrior - the undead knight!

The undead knight, who has fused all the power of the undead legion, has a breath that is more than ten times stronger than before. He patted the slender bone knife in his hand, rolled up his cloak, followed Han Chen's footprints, and quietly floated out of the undead array......

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