Chapter 636: How Do You Get Him Out of the Way?
The earth under your feet turned into lava, you turned into boiling magma, red flames erupted from the center of the earth, blooming into the red lotus of eternal industry, the winter of extinction fell from the sky, and an ice sword was fiercely inserted into the red body, as if the judgment of the gods descended, the blue sky rolled up a blizzard that destroyed the world, and the cold of death swirled and turned into an eternal ice coffin, and fell with a bang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Extremely hot, igniting the skin, extremely cold, leaving chilblains on the skin, red and pale blue in a very small range of excite, adding countless wounds to the red body, but the depth of these wounds is not satisfactory, even if the alternating heat and cold cause a slight explosion, it only bleeds the skin to blood, in the face of the perverted recovery power of the crimson figure, there is nothing to do. The frost and the flames swirled, and finally came to the last step, the ice and the flames met, the sky met the earth, and finally the hedge annihilated, turning into light.
The explosion and the golden light lit up just as the third second came.
The earth turned into a shallow pit, and the air was almost pulled away into nothingness, but in the golden light, the crimson flesh and blood were actually intact, and the ultimate magical power that could annihilate almost everything into ash powder had no effect on this evil existence beyond common sense.
The power of magic was absorbed by him, not only the scars healed, but the strength increased a lot, and the figure that frightened the magician still let out a string of fleshy laughter, kicked his legs, and pounced straight towards the pale figure.
"Don't go, my little heart~~~~~"
The man's voice mimicked the trills of a young girl, sending chills down the sorcerer's body. The attack of the Holy Light Hundred Claws has completely failed. The magician no longer dared to stay where he was, and could only praise the ability of the rebellious mirror Xiang Ghost to be activated to the maximum, and ran towards the small open space outside the hall like crazy.
However, he was cornered, and when he rushed out of the temple, all he saw was a full circle of enemies, and he circled three times along the circle of rubble and rubbish that surrounded the small clearing.
These people, individually, are by no means the enemies of the magician, even if they form an army, they will be quickly broken through, but the problem is to deal with them, the magician needs a little time to move quickly, and this little time is enough for the person behind him to catch up.
The magician could not imagine what the consequences would be if he was caught up, it was a horror that no man with iron bones could never bear. The pursuers behind him were not the Jianzhou Iron Cavalry, not the Northern Army, not the Emperor's orders, but just-
Gongyi side.
The piece of glass that can't be killed, the brokeback mountain that can't move.
The power of light was of utter utter uselessness to him, for his mind had been utterly distorted, and his life form had been utterly distorted, degraded to the point of hopelessness and judgement, and the harsh divine punishment had only tickled him, and the harsh threats had only turned a deaf ear to him. The crimson flesh has long become an extremely evil existence, just like the meat of the hob, any trial, sanction, and punishment is just a sadistic game for him to promote the sense of sexual @pleasure@.
"The power of light is not good, so the power of water and fire under the power of light is not good?" thought to the magician the moment he came out of the space-time gate, his mood was very depressed, his body was infinitely embarrassed, Gong Yi had already landed, and after less than half a second of searching, he ignored those who reminded the strong northern warriors, and focused his lustful gaze on the magician again.
The mage emerged from hyperspace, still surrounded by the iron barrels of the northern warriors, and the figures approaching from the sky at high speed. The magician's hood fell, revealing a head full of silver hair, and his pale robe fluttered automatically in the almost windless environment, looking like an evil dream.
"Light doesn't work, but what about darkness?"
He stretched out his right hand, clasped his ring finger, and with a simple gesture summoned a small piece of the night sky, and above his head there was a dreamy starry sky, and even a crimson full moon, under the night sky, the figure of the magician became clearer and more real, but the muddy ground around him became illusory and blurred.
The air twisted faintly, and the earth was covered in blood-red moonlight. Threads of black tentacles emerged from the ground, like aquatic plants swaying at the bottom of the sea. In the night sky, the darkness of nothingness swallowed everything around Silver Dust, highlighting his own whiteness, but in the deep darkness as the background, there seemed to be something wriggling uneasily.
It is the unknown of the end, the horror of the end, the embodiment of the nightmare materialization of this new type of magic from the inheritance power of Chiyou, although the attack power is not strong, but it really excavates the magicians' unbounded imagination and absolute control over space.
This magic of Silver Dust uses dark magic, but in terms of classification, it should belong to arcane magic, a forbidden spell that combines necromancy and change, and has never been recorded in Gabroyle's codex.
"It can temporarily satisfy all the imagination of the mage. "This trait alone is enough to classify materialized nightmares as forbidden spells.
Gong Yi screamed lewdly and slaughtered at high speed, but the magician did not run around as he had just done.
The mage who possessed such a terrifying ability did not even choose to retreat without a fight or retreat strategically this time.
Gong Yi rushed over, the light of ** appeared in his long narrow eyes, and a heavy peach color appeared on his cheeks, which looked disgusting. Silver Dust didn't dodge, watching him plunge headlong into the night sky he had just summoned, his silver pupils full of banter and contempt.
It was only then that he could see clearly the crimson figure of the elder monkey's hair, the blunt iron claws that had been forcibly implanted on his hands, and the disgustingly thick round stick under his crotch, which was the weapon that the magician feared the most, far more terrifying than all swords, axes, spears, chariots, and artillery and machine guns. That round stick is the ultimate weapon enough to destroy all chrysanthemums.
Gong Yi swooped down, and two fierce claw winds erupted again from a pair of iron hands, the claw winds were arranged in an X-shape, blazing white, and cut towards the mage like a wind blade, but they fell short at the same time as the mage's whole body lit up with purple light.
Gong Yi slammed into the night, and then let out a scream of horror and despair, and he struggled as if he wanted to escape from the mouth of some terrifying prehistoric beast, but he couldn't. In the dark night, the pitch-black tentacles completely entwined him, and the five flowers were tied into the shape of a poor male slave, and the monster that came out of the dark night was the most feared existence by Gong Yibian.
The magician appeared from the other side and let out a low, meaningless sneer: "I forgot, I've heard Lin Caiyi say before that you guy is actually afraid of women." ”
The dark witch stepped out of the night and into a small clearing shrouded in a dark blue light. The night sky behind her slowly shrank into a small dot and then vanished into the air. The witch is very good-looking, graceful figure, fair skin, long black hair, bright red sparkling eyes, but her image makes any man unable to raise the slightest impulse when he sees it, so that any monk will say when he sees it: "Beauty and so on, sure enough, red and pink skeletons." There was no expression on the Dark Witch's face, as there was not a single trace of flesh above her neck, and it was all white bones. Thick and slender hair grew directly above the skull, each the thickness of a baby's wrist, one foot and two feet long. Each hair was covered with barbs like black dragon scales, and it looked like a clump of entangled pit vipers.
"Keep running, kiss, ~~~~~~ nausea" The magician himself could not make a mockery of the enemy, but that did not mean that he would give up such a means of breaking the enemy's will. With a flick of his fingers, a spark flew out of his fingertips and swelled out within a distance of three feet beside him, turning into a huge fireball one and a half feet in diameter, which grew two bright golden eyes, a large mouth that spanned the entire face, two black nostrils that were almost smaller than mung beans, and a pair of small claws that were only three inches long, located at the left and right ends. The fireball, or rather a fireball monster to be exact, opened its mouth almost half the size of its body, revealing its bright orange-yellow teeth and a threatening tongue of burnt copper eye color and texture, emitting a pleasant sound like a baby's milky voice, spitting out the unspeakable belly that the Silver Dust Archmage had hidden in his chest and abdomen, spitting out and laughing. The fireball monster first made a vomiting motion, spat out a small ball of dangerous flame that could kill people from its big mouth, burning the sand under the silver dust into glass, and then staggered to the top of Gong Yibian's head, and used a chain attack called words to launch a ruthless mending knife against Gong Yibian, who was already in a desperate situation:
"Look! Look! How can a good first man be so afraid of women! Aren't men born to like women? Isn't it just like women are born to like men? How can men like men! Although there is such thing as free love in this world, most people who uphold tradition look down on men who like men! Men like men, it's not because they're genetically diseased, it's because they've lost their hands below!"
The first few sentences are still civilized, and the large number of words in the back are simply a terrible blow to the level of spiritual pollution, and it is simply unbearable to be overwhelmed by the range of spiritual magic and fear howls, coupled with the milky tone of the little child's voice, coupled with the round and stupid cute face and expression, the power of those words not only gave Gong Yibian's face to turn gray, but even the warriors who maintained the strength of the ring army were also gray one by one.
Gong Yi was still struggling, and more black tentacles were wrapped around his body, which was actually nothing else, that is, the hair of a female ghost.
He struggled, and the Gang Wind of the Void Level was launched violently, but he was completely unable to move the black hair wrapped around his body, and on each hair, there was an endless force field, and each hair almost weighed three or four tons, and the violent crushing of the dark power stood to reason that at most the level of Silver Dust could exert the strength of the six distractions, because the amplification power of his dark magic was only thirty levels, not the forty levels of fire magic, and not the one hundred and forty levels of Huaxia Divine Soul, but who told the dark attribute to restrain the unknown on Gong Yibian's bodyWhat about the "male-male" attribute.
People who have completely lost their dignity, faith, morality, or other spiritual bottom line, who have violated secular ethics, pagans and the like, are not afraid of the judgment of the light, but they are afraid of the darkness that is more unreasonable than evil, whether it is the darkness of order or the darkness of violent chaos, when absolute darkness comes upon them, they will be restrained, suppressed, and become weak like hamsters.
The female ghost transformed into a dark nightmare slowly approached Gong Yi, who was struggling more and more weakly in the "rope" of hair, stretched out her soft and round fingers, and gently touched his pink cheeks.
"What a cute little boy!" Aunt Mingquan's voice was maliciously recorded by Yinchen, and through the female ghost's bloodless mouth, she gently spit it out, and the warm and soft voice, like an invisible needle, pierced Gong Yibian's body, making him tremble violently.
"Don't!, please, don't!" Gong Yibian, who was a big man, sent out at this time that the little daughter-in-law was about to be begged by ** as pitiful and helpless, and the fireball monster above his head said an extremely unbearable yellow sarcasm viciously, which made the faces of the northern warriors who heard these words dark, which was worse than eating a few kilograms of flies, but they maintained the military momentum, it was impossible for them to vomit, and they couldn't let the army disperse.
The female ghost used her soft right hand to gently pinch Gong Yibian's chin, and in the latter's crazy trembling struggle, she slowly brought up the skull mouth without any flesh and blood, and her big silver teeth touched Gong Yi's thick rouge lips without any scruples, which was a romantic and weird French wet kiss.
Gong Yi was naked, kneeling on the sand by the five flowers, trembling violently like a male slave, and receiving the indescribable kiss of a female ghost. He convulsed, as if he had been tied to an electric chair to be tortured, his eyes had already rolled white, and he had obviously fainted in great fear and nausea, but the female ghost was not satisfied, she gently pried open the man's lips with her teeth, and a blood-red tongue stretched out of her bloodless mouth like lightning.
With a pop, a bloody light erupted from the back of Gong Yibian's head, and your Hu's head, which was intact under any attack, was actually broken so easily.
"It's so simple?" Yin Chen, who was standing on the side, couldn't believe that Gong Yibian, who had forced him to flee twice, was actually killed so easily?
Apparently impossible.
"Girl, girl!" In the midst of the boldness, there was a sudden loud chant like a Buddha's name. The voice reached the magician's ears and made him dizzy, it wasn't someone else's voice, it was the voice of the Master of the Twin Lights!