If it was the body of the dialect in this underground cave passage at this time, then he would naturally not be afraid of Matt's attack, and the already strong life force in the dialect's body alone was enough to offset the various negative effects caused by the hellish power on Matt's body. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, what appeared here at this moment was just a soul clone of the dialect!

"Spear of Corrosion!"

A sorcery that had been prepared long ago when the changes began to occur in Matt's body were instantly activated by the dialect.

A black spear phantom that exuded a rich smell of darkness and decay silently condensed from the void, just blocking Matt's offensive line.

"Poof!"

The sound of objects being corroded echoed through the crypt passages.

Although Matt had already sensed the danger the moment the "Corrosive Spear" appeared, the timing of Fang Yan's choice was so good that Matt, who was in a state of high-speed attack, couldn't suppress his speed inertia at all, and could only watch his claws collide with the black spear!

And the "Corrosive Spear" is worthy of being the most powerful single attack in apprentice-level witchcraft, almost bringing the corrosive properties of dark energy particles to the extreme!

Even though Matt's claws were covered with a layer of "Hell Power", he still couldn't completely block the attack of the "Corrosive Spear".

"Roar—"

After being demonized by the "power of hell", Matt had lost the power of human speech, and under the sharp pain of his claws being corroded into a large hole, he couldn't help but raise his head and let out a roar of pain, and the attack was temporarily stopped.

Fang Yan's brows furrowed, not only was he not happy with his clever blow just now, but his face was quite ugly.

The reason why the "Corrosive Spear" can be hailed as one of the strongest single attack capabilities in apprentice-level witchcraft is mainly due to its somewhat unreasonably strong corrosive properties. It can easily prevent the enemy's wound from healing, or even continue to corrode along the wound!

Unless the strength level of the creatures attacked by the "Corrosive Spear" is too different, such as those who have reached the level of energy in their bodies and above, there are few means that can resist this corrosive characteristic.

But now, Fang Yan was a little helpless to find that the one in front of him was an obvious special case.

Fang Yan could sense the strength of the power in Matt's body, which was definitely not at the level above the official wizard level, so he had the confidence to defeat Matt with just one soul clone.

But at this moment, he clearly saw that Matt's claw, which had been pierced by the "Corrosive Spear", was recovering at an extremely fast speed under the action of the "Hell's Power". And the corrosive properties attached to the "Corrosive Spear" were completely dissolved by the power of hell before it could last a few breaths.

"The resilience of these demonized creatures is as troublesome as the legend says!"

It was not easy to reverse the offensive and defensive momentum, and the dialect would not let go of this opportunity. Before Matt could recover, the next wave of the dialect's offensive began again.

"Soul - imprisoned!"

With the dialect as the center, a strange soul force field suddenly descended into the crypt passage. The huge imprisoning power instantly imprisoned Matt in action!

The movement of the dialect has not stopped, and this sorcery "soul force field" that can only be used with the power of the "Balance Magic Mirror" is not only the ability to imprison the enemy.

"Soul - tremble!"

The soul force field shrouded in the crypt passage began to fluctuate at an extremely strange frequency.

Click!

The flickering scarlet light in Matt's eyes suddenly dimmed, and his body involuntarily trembled with that frequency, and the aura emanating from his body was also declining at a speed visible to the naked eye!

This is because the connection between Matt's soul and body has been forcibly broken, and he can no longer control the power of hell in his body at this moment.

Noticing Matt's reaction, a thought flashed through Fang Yan's mind.

Fang Yan had vaguely guessed that although Matt had a strength that was not weaker than that of a high-level wizard apprentice with the blessing of the power of hell, his soul strength had not actually been greatly improved, but had been partially weakened under the demonization of the power of hell.

Now in the face of the attack on the soul of the tongue, Matt easily fell into the dilemma of "separation of soul and body".

A soft smile appeared on Fang Yan's face.

"So, let's send you on your way with the next blow!"

His lips opened slightly, and a low, mysterious voice sounded in the crypt passage, peaceful but with an incomparably firm killing intent:

"Soul - smash!"

Quiet!

As if from one extreme to the other, everything in the crypt passage fell into a strange calm at this moment, and even the soul force field around Fang Yan's body no longer fluctuated.

Click!

A sound that seemed to shatter glass came from the void, instantly shattering the frozen picture.

Poof!

Matt's body fell to the ground stiffly, and a large cloud of dust shook up in the crypt passage. His wide-open eyes were now gray.

Matt, pawn!

Fang Yan squinted, stood in place without moving, his eyes swept around with great vigilance.

After a long time, the crypt passage was still as calm as ever.

"Is there really no other backhand?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Fang Yan's heart, but soon he stopped thinking about it deliberately.

Although Fang Yan doesn't know what the hellish creatures hiding behind the scenes are paying attention to, since they have not chosen to come forward now, they must be scruples or planning something, as long as they come to cover the water!

In short, everything still has to be based on strength.

His eyes turned, and Fang Yan's attention fell on Matt's corpse again.

After being demonized by the "power of hell", Matt's corpse did not return to his human form after his death, but still remained the form of a demonic creature of hell.

Fang Yan's eyes widened, and he looked at the corpse in front of him with curiosity. It was only then that he had time to take a closer look at the appearance of the demonized creature.

For this kind of demonized creature formed after being polluted by the demonic qi of hell, Fang Yan has only seen some introductions in the "Inheritance of Witch Crystals", but he has not encountered the real one once.

A sturdy body that was nearly two and a half meters tall, with faintly raised sharp horns on his head, limbs that had turned into hideous claws, and a substance that completely covered his body surface, he completely looked like a low-level demonic creature.

"What an unexpected bonus!"

Fang Yan's eyes couldn't help but flash with excitement. Just the value of the corpse of this demonized creature in front of him was worth the hard work he had come this time.

What's more, the real big head is still to come! (To be continued.) )