"Blasphemy heresy, in the abyss of despair, wail!" Sekka the Martyr roared loudly, raising his bone staff above his head with both hands at the same time.

Yang Zheyi, who was constantly using the bloodthirsty technique, ignition technique, and flame blasting to harass the Sulisas lizard, suddenly froze, and a pain like a pinprick pierced the nerves, he turned his head sharply, and his gaze accurately fell on the martyr Seka in the height.

Yang Zheyi is no longer a rookie who has just entered the world, even the scenes of fighting against high-level legendary creatures have experienced a lot, just a moment of induction, he has already roughly judged that the Martyr Seka is about to release his skills, which will definitely have a turning impact on the battle situation.

However, Yang Zheyi's consternation only lasted for a moment, and he immediately calmed down, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised the angle of mockery.

Seka, the martyr, had a face with pale skin and strange patterns painted with blood, revealing an unusually hideous expression, as if he had seen a living life, and once again under the torture of his own vicious witchcraft, he wailed in pain until he died.

The battle has reached a white-hot stage, and even the sun in the sky seems to have quietly lowered its altitude, and the hot heat wave seems to be overhead, pressing heavily against the earth, and the resurrected corpse with stiff and dancing limbs, and the distorted shadows under the feet, it is as strange as a group of demons dancing.

No one noticed that among these distorted shadows, there was a black light, using these shadows as a springboard, shuttling through quickly, hidden and difficult to find, even the undead who were extremely sensitive to the breath of the living did not find it.

The syllables of Sekka the Martyr chanted higher and higher, and when he climbed to the high point, the shadow under his feet was like a pool of water, and suddenly there were unusual ripples, and in the next moment, a dark edge flew out, dragging a strange photo, through the body of the Martyr Seka.

Shadow Mystic: Blades!

Sekka the Martyr took the piercing blow, and the chant in his mouth paused for a moment, crushing his gums in rage, swallowing the blood that had rushed to his throat, forcing the spell to its final stage.

At this moment, the bayonet leaped out of the shadows, and his shadow surrounded the martyr Sekka in the center, and suddenly erupted into an overwhelming shadow storm!

Shadow Mystery: Instant Hell Shadow Kill!

At the moment when the shadow mystery was added, the Martyr Seka's eyes widened in disbelief, and he clearly felt that the immortal body that he had distorted and transformed with witchcraft could not resist the erosion of this strange shadow, and the organs that had already stiffened without a trace of blood and life were like stubborn stones being destroyed one by one.

"Ahh Human, do you think that's going to stop me? Great God, take my devout sacrifice! ”

Blood flowed from the eyes of the Martyr Seka, and the blood stains on his body that had long dried up became vivid at this moment, and the shocking red ripples flowed, and the wails of countless beasts and creatures came out of his body, and the strange aura could not be suppressed even by the power of the Instant Hellshadow Killing Array. In the next moment, an unimaginable force suddenly burst out from the bone staff in the hand of the Martyr Seka, crushing all the shadows wrapped around him.

In the raging chaos, a shadow flashed out and fell to the ground and quickly condensed into a human figure.

The bayonet fell to one knee, the Prospector's Blade in his hand half-stuck in the ground to support his body, and his face was pale with weakness. If it weren't for his natural ability, he would have turned into a shadow to reduce the damage he took next time by 50%, and he would have to hand over the team skill to save his life just now. But Rao is like this, and the amount of health he has left now is only about 1/3, which can be said to be precarious.

"No. 1315 Recruiter, your health is reduced to 36%, Wild Instinct is passively active, and Physical Damage is increased by 128%."

"You activated the fourth-generation Guanmeng Pacing Stand, which increases attack speed and movement speed by 30% for 4 seconds."

With the shaking of the earth, Charon was covered in blood, like a humanoid tank, and all the resurrected corpses that stood in the way were smashed to pieces, and instantly crashed into the body of the martyr Sekka with a thunderous force.

Click! Sekka the Martyr's body flew upside down, and when he flew upside down at the highest point, Charon jumped up suddenly, and chased after him first and foremost, clasped his hands into an iron fist, and smashed it down from top to bottom.

Bang!

The body of the Martyr Sekka slammed to the ground, and the bulging hill was shattered and exploded. However, in the next moment, Charon fell ferociously like a cannonball, causing a second violent impact.

Triple hit!

From Charon crashing into the body of the Martyr Seka, to shooting down in the air, and finally falling and colliding, the whole process only took two or three breaths, and before the flying rubble and dust could fall, everyone in the peak team was prompted by the system at the same time.

"You killed Seka the Martyr, and you were rewarded with 1,000 XP."

"Your reputation as a Sand Troll has been reduced by 1000...... Due to the power of the temple, your breath has been captured by the blood god Haka, and the next devout believer of the blood god Haka, the high priest Ukz Shading, will personally hunt you down and complete the blood sacrifice. ”

Li Mo saw a series of system prompts that popped up, and he didn't want to kick the Sulisas lizard directly away, and then turned around and ran. Seeing this, the rest of the peak team did not hesitate, and followed Li Mo closely behind him and left the battlefield at full speed.

"It's a pity, that guy named Antusur is at least a fifth-order legendary creature, and maybe he can drop another silver-quality treasure card for us." Yang Zheyi said regretfully as he ran, holding a card with a silver luster in his hand at this time.

The card was dropped by Seka the Martyr, who picked it up before leaving, and gave it to Yang Zheyi, who claimed to be the Little Red Hand.

Now is not the time to open the treasure card, so after Yang Zheyi finished complaining, he threw the card into the backpack space, and then ran hard, for fear that his speed would become the bottom of the team.

After passing through the winding path, a vast field suddenly opened up in front of everyone, and to everyone's surprise, in the middle of this dry sand field, there was a huge pool.

As soon as the people of the peak team rushed into this field, several demonic beasts rushed towards them, and on the way, two of them were blasted off by Acrylic and Yang Zheyi, and the rest rushed in front of them, Li Mo and Charon stopped them all with overwhelming force.

Li Mo knocked a huge corrupt raven to the ground with a punch, then stomped on it with a single kick, raised his head, and quickly scanned the environment of the field with slightly squinted eyes.

The trolls in this field are extremely rare, the only few trolls are wearing robes and holding staffs, dressed as shamans, and the rest are all kinds of magical beasts, scattered all over the field.

However, the strange thing is that instead of rushing up as before, the demonic beasts present are fighting each other, and it seems that all other creatures except the trolls are the targets of their attacks.

"It seems that Antusur is the troll who controls these demonic beasts behind it, although Antusur is not dead, but he has also been severely injured by you, and he no longer has the strength to control so many demonic beasts." When Queen saw the scene in front of her, she immediately guessed the reason for it, and said: "Without Antusur's control, although these demonic beasts will not necessarily turn their heads to attack the trolls, there is no way to use them anymore, we should take advantage of this opportunity to do our best, otherwise when Antusur recovers, we will be in trouble." ”

This venue seems to be a place dedicated to raising demonic beasts, the number and types of demonic beasts are uncountable, if all these demonic beasts are attacked with a unified target, the peak team may really have to flee.

Li Mo took a deep look at the pool in the center, and suddenly spoke: "Did you find it, there is not a single aquatic demonic beast here." ”

Queen's pupils contracted suddenly, and then quickly scanned the group of demonic beasts on the field, and it really found that there didn't seem to be a single aquatic demonic beast, not even an amphibious one.

It is not normal for such a huge pool to appear in the desert, and this is likely to be a place where trolls raise demonic beasts, and there is such a huge pool as zài, but there is not even a single aquatic demonic beast, and the problem of storing zài is obvious.

Queen's gaze suddenly fell on the high platform not far away, and after seeing the old high platform that looked like it had not been used for a long time, she finally thought of something, and said in surprise: "Could it be that the secret is hidden under the pool?" ”

Li Mo didn't speak, but let go of the foot that was stepping on the corrupted raven. After feeling the power pressing on his body disappear, the corrupt raven immediately waved its sharp claws and pounced on Li Mo, Li Mo didn't look at it, and kicked it out directly, with terrifying power, the corrupt raven's body bigger than a lion kicked out, crossed a parabola in the air, and finally landed in the pool with a pop.

The next moment after falling into the water, the corrupted raven fluttered its wings violently, screaming and rowing towards the shore, its red eyes showing a look that bordered on fear.

Just as the corrupt raven was about to flee to the shore, a bloody mouth suddenly shot out from the bottom of the water, biting half of the corrupt raven's body, and the corrupt raven only had time to scream, and was dragged directly under the water, and the violently fluctuating water surface soon rippled with the color of blood.