Shang Jin looked at the thick black qi that lingered around them, like a huge net, enveloping their group. The spiritual power in the body was rampaging as if it was threatened, and it was a little difficult to control for a while. A solemn look flashed in his phoenix eyes: once the black magic sacrifice is terminated, it needs to start again, is this to trap them here so that they can fulfill the so-called "great cause"?

Suddenly, the black qi began to circulate rapidly, and Shen Wan looked intently, and vaguely saw a tall and powerful thing wearing armor in the layers of mist, walking towards them step by step.

The "sonorous" sound was accompanied by countless subtle movements, like tiny gravel rolled up by a storm in the vast desert, floating in the vast psychedelic forest, endlessly.

Mu Ningjiu frowned tightly the moment he saw them:

"It's a dead man, everyone be careful." She and Shang Jin looked at each other: these four ancestors were seen last time they came to the Psychedelic Forest, they were immortal and indestructible, and they were extremely difficult to deal with, so that they almost took their lives into it.

"Attack them right in the neck." Shang Jin said in a deep voice, and in the next moment, he drew his sword and slashed it.

As he moved, four figures attacked in all directions, and for a moment, sharp weapons made of various spiritual powers struck the hard armor, bursting out with brilliant sparks, illuminating the clouds of black qi transparently, revealing the vast skeleton infantry hiding behind.

After the four Yamas were injured to the vital point, they were slow for a moment, but in the next moment, they attacked with a more rapid attack, Mu Ningjiu gasped:

"With the blessing of black magic, they are so strong that even their weaknesses have been overcome......"

"Deal with the little minions first." Ye Shi stared at the skeleton hidden behind the dead man. As soon as she finished speaking, she drew the sword from her waist and her treacherous position, circled behind the dead man, and slashed at the skeleton.

With a "bang", the skeleton was seen to see the head and bones fall to the ground, Ye Shi hooked his lips, turned around and retreated, but heard Mu Ningjiu's exclamation in his ears:

"Xiao Shi! Behind! She turned abruptly, her arm already subconsciously moving upward, blocking the scythe of the skeleton that had been reassembled at some point.

If it was a moment later, she would have already become a ghost under the knife by this time.

A few sound blades and fireballs were late, and they scattered a bunch of sickle soldiers around Ye Shi's body, and she saw the opportunity to lift her light skills and retreat to the safe area.

I saw that where I was standing, where the fire was lit, there was a crackling sound, and then a scorching smell ignited, and when I looked at it again, the skeleton had become a smear of soot, and it was quickly swallowed by the black gas.

Beigong Han frowned, looked at the smoke that suddenly turned a few degrees black, his heart moved, and blurted out:

"These skeletons, it's circular! Even if it is burned to ashes, it will become a black magic power again, and it will not dissipate. ”

"Let me come." Shang Jin took a step forward, the five fingers of both hands slammed together, and a white light with a slight chill rushed straight into the ashes on the ground, instantly forming a piece of cryolite.

Weapons can scatter skeletons, burn them with fire, and then freeze them with ice, and the black spell will only be weakened, and it is only a matter of time before you want to successfully break through. Everyone tacitly performed their duties, Mu Ningjiu summoned Lan, his fingers flipped flexibly, and the long notes condensed into a large blue net, allowing the movements of the dead soldiers and skeleton infantry to slow down, buying effective time for the offensive of the others.

After a cup of tea, hundreds of skeleton soldiers were beaten to pieces, and the ground was covered with black ashes frozen in ice.

Suddenly, the black qi was extremely surging and changing, and a beautiful chuckle as heavenly appeared in the void, accompanied by a crisp clapping:

"I didn't expect you guys to have two hits. But these little soldiers are just warming up. The next step is the main event. ”

"Enjoy."

"It's him!" Mu Ningjiu frowned, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes: A serial killer who uses hypocritical and vicious tricks to plunge innocent people into the abyss, even if he is cut by a thousand knives, it will be difficult to eliminate this hatred!

Behind the huge dead trapped by illusion, a group of black shadows on iron horses suddenly appeared, and they were as unpredictable as clouds in the sky, making it impossible to fathom their whereabouts.

Shen Wan raised her hands lightly, and seven or eight fireballs suddenly appeared behind her, and they flew out at great speed after her order. At the moment when it was about to collide, the black shadow shook and disappeared into place, and the fireball flew into the black void behind him and disappeared. As if frightened, the iron horse screamed and rushed towards everyone, Mu Ningjiu rushed over, took the dagger containing cyan spiritual power and slashed it, cutting off its head. Seeing this, Shang Jin stretched out his hand and sealed the iron horse into the ice. He saw the black qi flowing faster around him, and his brows jumped: the spiritual power that missed the target was also devoured by the black spell.

"It's not a way to go on like this......" Ye Shi muttered.

With a "boom", the phantom net that originally restricted the movement of the dead man suddenly burst open, and Mu Ningjiu was impacted, covering his stinging chest, his face pale.

"Ah Jiu!"

"Ninety-nine!"

Everyone gathered around, Shang Jin held her shoulder with one hand, and asked urgently:

"How are you?" Mu Ningjiu shook his head, then felt his throat tighten, and spat out blood.

Shang Jin was shocked, and the unbound dead rushed towards them as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. He gritted his teeth and spread his fingers wide in an attempt to freeze the big man.

The snow-white ice flower climbed up the cold iron armor, and the dead man suddenly stopped, standing still. Shang Jin was overjoyed, and in the next moment, he only heard a "bang", and the ice flower shattered, shooting at him in reverse like a sharp sword. Shen Wan was dealing with the dead soldiers on her side, and when she caught a glimpse, she hurriedly took out a trace of spiritual power to make a fire shield and blocked it in front of Shang Jin and Mu Ningjiu.

The ice melted quickly when it met the fire, but it couldn't stop the dead man who came over, Mu Ning spit out the blood in his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth, endured the dizziness of his head, staggered up and said:

"Ah Jin, cover me, I'm going to try again." Shang Jin turned his head and caught a glimpse of her already sitting upright, her hands waving and overlapping, forming several spell seals on her chest, and a burst of extremely bright blue light burst out from it, shooting towards the dead man who was only ten inches away from the two of them.

He attached the ice to the dead man again, buying time for him, looking at the slowly rotating charm wheel in front of her, subconsciously holding his breath, the noisy fighting sound in his ears suddenly all dissipated, and his heart pounded wildly.

The abundant cyan spiritual power hit a small green dot in the neck, but it seemed to be sucked into a bottomless pit, and the light weakened little by little, and it looked like it was about to be defused. Mu Ningjiu's fingers on Xun suddenly increased in frequency, and the sound blades were woven into a fine and dense bag, enveloping the dead inside.

It seemed to be completely unaffected, and it approached inch by inch. Shang Jin drew his sword and stood in front of Mu Ningjiu, his eyes flashing with a cold color: Since the spiritual power can't help you, then you can only fight hard!

On the other side, Ye Shi was hit by the black qi raised by the unpredictable cavalry, and landed on the ground a zhang away like a kite with a broken string, and his arm was suddenly bleeding.

There are three dead soldiers left, but there are only two people, Shen Wan and Beigong Han, and the situation is extremely unoptimistic.

In an instant, the thick black void was suddenly pierced by a sky blue spiritual power, and the necks of the four big men were strangled by an extremely thin but extremely tough fluorescent whip, which became tighter and tighter, and finally, only a soft "snap" was heard, and the invulnerable iron head rolled to the ground like a leather ball. Shang Jin quickly sealed the four iron heads with ice crystals, and then raised his eyes to look at the comer.

Dressed in sterling silver armor, her short golden curls made her skin fairer than that of a woman. Those blue eyes flashed with a light that he had never seen before, but the moment he saw everyone, they instantly turned into a lake of tenderness.

"Mumu! You ......" Mu Ningjiu watched his change in surprise, Mu Changfeng wrapped the whip around his arm and flew towards her with open arms.

"Sister." He spoke softly, rubbed his head on her shoulder, and quickly parted, and then got up and said to the people:

"The whip in my hand can cut through all the toughness, so leave these dead men to me. Tina! ”

As soon as the words fell, powdery green spiritual power fell on those black shadows like snow in the sky, and their changing bodies were suddenly locked in place. Shen Wan threw a fireball over, and it burned to ashes in an instant.

This time, everyone worked together, and in less than a stick of incense, all the ghosts, dead soldiers, and cavalry controlled by black spells turned into ice crystals all over the ground.

"Everyone said that the spiritual power of the Wind Clan was the most useless of the four clans, but now it seems that this is not the case." Shen Wan hooked her lips and commented.

Tina snorted coldly, craned her neck and said:

"The true strength of our clan is beyond the will of you outsiders?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Mu Ningjiu coughed and changed the topic:

"Mu Mu, your Shuofeng whip was given by your father?"

"How can there be such a good thing?" Mu Changfeng snorted,

"I begged him for a long time, and he agreed to take this treasure out of a pile of ancient books and spiritual power pills, and borrow me to play with it. Unexpectedly, something went wrong on the way here, and I made a contract with it. When the time comes, the old man may not know how to scold me......"

To make a contract with a magic weapon, you need your own blood to ...... Mu Ningjiu frowned, and asked solemnly:

"You're hurt?" Mu Changfeng was stunned for a moment, blinked and said;

"Small injury, it's not in the way, let's go quickly." Seeing that he wanted to deliberately skip this topic, although Mu Ningjiu was not at ease, he did not continue to ask.

Shen Wan looked at the black clouds in the sky, frowning and secretly wondering: Although all the soldiers who used black spells as nourishment have been wiped out, no one knows what conspiracy awaits them behind this black qi. If it's hard, it's really not a wise move.

With a soft sound, Ye Shi's ears pricked up, and he looked behind him vigilantly, catching a glimpse of a very small steel needle flying straight towards her heart from the black cloud, frowning, and quickly taking the sword to block it upward.

The "poof" steel needle rubbed the blade of the sword and plunged into the soil at Ye Shi's feet, and suddenly a trace of white smoke rose around him, and a burning smell immediately spread.