Conquer the handicap?

Looking at the entire body of the necromancer, it seems that only the lower plate is invisible.

Liang Zi immediately set up a semi-automatic rifle and fired three or four shots at the necromancer's chest.

The fire from the muzzle of the gun was particularly eye-catching, and the bullet did hit the necromancer, who could be seen to have several tears in his clothes, but within a few seconds, the breaches were repaired on their own. The Necronomicon didn't even step back.

Wu Lin had just picked up the sniper rifle and was ready to shoot, and when he saw the necromancer's clothes healed, he hurriedly shouted: "Lie down!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a few explosions from the necromancer's side.

The sound was very similar to the sound of a semi-automatic rifle crashing.

I could vaguely guess what was going on with the necromancy.

Everyone else fell to the ground for the first time, but Tang Yan, a stupid man, actually got up from the ice in a daze.

As soon as I saw that he wanted to get up, I shifted my steps early, between it and the necromancy, and pulled up a wall of ice as thick as possible.

Syllable!

As soon as the ice wall was formed, a hoarse sound was heard, and a bullet just broke through the ice surface and slammed into the ice wall. The warhead is less than half a centimeter away from breaking through the ice.

It's dangerous, but if I move a little slower, I'll have to finish the soup, but if the ice is a little thinner, I'll have to burp.

It seems that the necromancy is able to absorb our attacks and return them to us intact.

This kind of thing can never happen in the world of the table, but this is the world of the inside, and many of the rules of the world of the world do not apply here.

Wu Lin quickly got up and said sharply: "Capture the plate, don't hit your body." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed the trigger and fired a regular round at the Necromancy.

The bullet did "pass through" the necromancy's underboard, and the hem of the fringed robe could be seen swaying a few times as the bullet swept by.

And the wandering spirit also seemed to be picked up by a strong wind, and his whole body shook unsteadily.

Yes, that's right, it's the wind, the air flow that the bullet stirs up when it passes through, blowing its center of gravity off.

Normal physical attacks don't work against this thing, and instead it will be reflected back, but it's afraid of the wind.

Seeing that Wu Lin's attack worked, Liang Zi and Sister Ma also shot one after another, and for a while, the bullets rained down, and the dead spirit was completely unable to stabilize its body, and kept shaking back and forth in mid-air.

It also tried to dodge, but it tried for a while due to the loss of balance, but to no avail.

However, during the time it tried to move, I noticed that almost every time its body flashed back in the air, the speed of this guy should be very fast, and probably faster than the limit of vision.

It didn't take the initiative to attack just now, maybe it was because of the light enemy, but now Wu Lin and a few of them tossed it so embarrassed, once several of them changed the magazine at the same time, the necromancer would press over.

Moreover, the bullets in their hands are not infinite.

Thinking of this, I immediately asked Wu Lin: "Which direction should we go next?" ”

Wu Lin quickly looked behind me: "Go straight through the Grievance River, and then cross a sad river, and you can reach the Yin Ye Lake...... You should be able to reach the Overcast Night Lake. ”

"How far do you have to go?"

"About twenty kilometers."

"You take care of the soup, and the dead spirit will be handed over to me!" I shouted, and I rushed to Wu Lin with karma and karma.

Wu Lin didn't hesitate for a moment, and immediately beckoned Liang Zi and Sister Ma to retreat.

Before they ceasefired, I had created a wind with karmic winds and karmic fires as a way to ward off the necromancy.

Since the air flow brought by the bullet can blow the necromancer's body away, it is presumably possible to control the necromancy's trajectory without creating too strong wind stones.

With just a little bit of mental power, I followed the new wind formed by the interweaving of karmic winds and wind and fire, and blew the dead spirit to the ground.

The plan works.

Then I controlled the flow of wind and fire while retreating, occasionally dividing some karmic winds to create ice bridges over the river of resentment.

In order to prevent the necromantic from pressing over, I could only constantly adjust the direction of the wind, so that it could not grasp the laws of the wind, and the necromancy's body swayed violently in the air, neither approaching nor escaping, and the fire burning in its heart turned into a black-purple color close to gray.

Jealousy, grievance, anger, and powerful negative emotions intertwined in its body, and even the fog around it was affected, turning purple-red.

Since it was also a bad thing when it was alive, the Netherworld Treasure on my body seemed to have some kind of strange resonance with it.

I could feel that the Netherworld was sending some kind of signal to it at this time, and it was these signals that caused it to grow more and more resentful.

I don't know if my understanding is right, but I always feel like the Netherworld Treasure was laughing at it at the time.

To be honest, the Netherworld Treasure can indeed be regarded as an evil weapon in a sense, and it is clear that the Necrons were bewitched by them in their early years, and they fell to the current end, but now they are laughing at each other.

Such inauthentic things are done, I say they are not evil weapons, can you believe it? I don't believe it myself anyway.

I tried to communicate with the Netherworld Treasure that had already cultivated its mind, reprimanding it and making it stop for a moment, but then it immediately stopped sending messages to the necromancy, and the rest of the ancient coins quieted down.

But what I didn't expect was that the jealousy in the heart of the necromancer became more and more intense.

I have absolute control over the Nether Treasure, which seems like a great humiliation to it.

Where is there so much humiliation, why is this thing's self-esteem so strong?

I was helpless in my heart, but I didn't dare to be ambiguous in my hands, and I still drove the wind and fire and disturbed its shape.

About an hour later, Wu Lin suddenly shouted: "I'm going to enter the Sad River, stabilize my heart!" ”

I heard him, but didn't care, because I was so focused on dealing with the necrons that I really didn't have the heart to think about anything else.

But soon, I suffered from it.

I didn't know where the border between the River of Resentment and the Back River was, but as I was retreating, I suddenly heard a rapid noise.

At first, it was just a simple noise, as if a lot of people were pulling tables and chairs, and the sound of grinding made a flurry of sounds, but after a few seconds, the sound suddenly became clear.

That's when I heard the screams of the unjust souls in the river.

It's like a lot of people are sticking to your eardrums, whispering constantly, and as they open and close their mouths, a chill and a strong sense of grief continue to rush into your mind, tearing at your soul.

It only took me a moment to hear these screams to completely collapse.

The next moment, I blocked my ears uncontrollably and knelt on the ice with my legs.

Even now, I can't describe what I felt in my heart in human terms, I can only say that my entire body, soul, and spirit were torn to pieces at this moment.

It's just instinct to cover your ears, and you instinctively want to drive away the sounds that pierce your head.

In the last moment of losing consciousness, I turned my face sideways, and from the afterglow, I saw that Wu Lin and several of them also fell to the ground with their ears in their hands, and the flames of schadenfreude were slowly floating towards me.

Looking back, Wu Lin shouldn't have lied to me, he really hadn't been to that sad river, if he knew that with our ability, we couldn't resist those sorrowful screams, he wouldn't have rashly led everyone up to Huangquan Road.

I have also forgotten what the world was like after losing consciousness, and when I think about it carefully, I can only remember that I didn't seem to be in a coma at that time, because the world in front of me didn't seem to be dark, and as far as the eye could see, there were many shadows that could not be seen clearly, and it might be a resentful spirit in the back river.

It was Netherworld Treasure that saved me.

Just as I was about to fall into a catastrophe, something seemed to explode in my body, as if it was like this, because I felt a warm current erupt from my body.

Then, the consciousness reawakens at a great speed.

When my consciousness was clear enough to return to normal, I found that the wind and fire were flashing around me, and the black Lethe River water was flowing frantically from the money cave of the Netherworld Tongbao, and a huge bronze ghost gate appeared above the misty river.

Nether Treasures exerted their power on their own, and I didn't urge them, and all the telekinesis in my body was sprinkled at that time.

Around me, the wind was raging, and the necromancer swayed violently with the wind like a piece of toilet paper caught in a tornado.

The bronze ghost gate on the river surface did not open, but because of its appearance, the water of the Sad River became extremely clear, and the resentful spirits in the water were also shocked and collectively silenced.

Taking this opportunity, I quickly rushed to Wu Lin and woke him up, Liang Zi, and Sister Ma, so that Tang Yan couldn't wake up, even if he woke up, he had to rely on Wu Lin to carry it to move forward.

Wu Lin looked at the Lethe River and the howling wind not far away, and then looked at me again, with a trace of strange happiness in his eyes.

I didn't dare to delay the time, and quickly pulled Wu Lin up, his mind was still a little chaotic, but he still forced his legs to open his legs, and he didn't forget to carry the soup before leaving.

I know very well in my heart that the Wind and Fire Ghost Gate summoned by the Netherworld Tongbao will not last long, and I must cross the River of Sorrow as soon as possible.

Sure enough, before I could get far, the necro chased after me again, and I tried my best to create a hurricane to block its speed, and then I repeated the trick, constantly disrupting its balance with the flow of feng shui.

I had just seen the Nether Treasure spontaneously savior, and now the Necronomicon had fallen into a state of almost madness due to intense jealousy, and I could even hear its angry roar.

The more dangerous this thing becomes, the more I dare not fall for it, while controlling it, I also have to build an ice bridge, pay attention to the situation on the other side of the ghost gate, once the ghost gate shows signs of disappearing, I must urge the Nether Tongbao as soon as possible, and summon another ghost gate out.

I don't know how long this process lasted, but I finally waited for Wu Lin's shout: "It's here!" Liangzi, go, open the stone box, take out the jade sickle, hurry up! ”

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