Charles was an angry beast at this time, completely irrational, and he was even more enraged after being plundered by Makoto's tentacles more than five meters long. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't roar like a normal monster, because his roar was far more terrifying than a normal monster.

As if it were a shockwave, an invisible wave of sound was gathered into a three-meter-diameter shockwave and flew over.

Thankfully, the unusual fluctuations in Charles's tentacles exposed the existence of this shockwave.

Makoto scolded secretly, and his body appeared in the corner of the net as if he was teleporting.

But there was only enough time for him to dodge himself, and although he immediately began to reclaim the 'net' in the original area, the shockwave came so fast that there was no time to retract it.

Moment!

Makoto felt as if a red-hot soldering iron had slammed through his body, and the net in its original position instantly turned into nothingness.

Rumble!

The shock wave slammed into the already soft rock, shaking and exploding, turning the entire area into a space shrouded in soot.

Obviously, Charles didn't think of this as a turn-based game, and before Makoto could break free from the pain caused by the tearing of the 'net', Charles's tentacles had already cut crosswise.

"Blur. ”

As if self-hypnotizing, Makoto disappeared into the cave with a soft sigh.

This is not the disappearance caused by the negation of talent, but the result of excessive blurring, and in essence he is still in this space.

After a second, Makoto's figure immediately turned into a condenser, but his face was already a little worse.

He rolled away, touched his arm, felt a burning sensation cut across his body, and felt a little helpless.

"It seems that the power with the spiritual imprint is also harmful to the nihilization of the ghost!"

Makoto's previous dissipation of nothingness was the impact of the impact, but this attack was a direct attack containing the power of Charles's spirit imprint, and there was an essential difference between the two.

Not only himself, but also attacks containing Charles's spirit imprint do far more damage to the 'net' than normal damage.

If it was an ordinary attack, the damage to the 'net' would definitely not give Makoto such a serious sense of pain.

Charles's mental imprint is full of the burning sensation of madness and pain, and it can easily hurt the ghostly Makoto.

He pursed his lips and said helplessly: "The ghosts in the mysterious world have really been weakened to the greatest extent!"

Although there is dust around him, he can't stop Makoto's consciousness.

The previous tentacle swept over, and he immediately noticed that a new tentacle had reached over Charles's side.

Charles had multiple tentacles at first, and Makoto thought they were gone, but now it seems that they were just put away by him.

Charles is now like an octopus made of cloth.

A tentacle smashed down three meters to the left of Cheng, he was slightly stunned, and said strangely: "What's the matter, can't he sense me? So lucky?"

As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, his head was confused, and he immediately remembered that his current luck had fallen to the extreme, and luck or anything had nothing to do with him at all.

Sure enough, as this tentacle landed, there were four new tentacles above Makoto.

For a while, between the rise and fall of the six tentacles one after another, the 'net' that Cheng used to accelerate with force was immediately torn apart.

As soon as the net disappeared, Makoto's speed suddenly slowed down a lot, especially the ability to flicker and move in a small space was greatly weakened.

Charles's tentacles obviously look like soft ribbons, but the force of the fall is terrifying, I am afraid that there is a force of tens of thousands of catties.

It is also possible to transform between the virtual and the real, and it is also blessed by the strength of white ivory when it is real, otherwise it will be over in a few rubs.

Cheng dodged and said secretly: "Charles's current power doesn't look terrible, but the spiritual will contained in the power is more harmful than his strength, this is still an unconscious state of madness, if the consciousness is clear, how high is the damage caused?"

As he pondered, Makoto sensed that one of the ribbon tentacles was close enough to him, and that the other tentacles were also about to land.

At this time, it is the most difficult to exert force or change direction, and as soon as the sword of death in Cheng's hand is tightened, the thirteen-style ice cicada has already cut through.

Due to the lack of strength, these tentacles are no longer as powerful as they were first seen, and even the linear ice blades swung by the ice cicadas are like hot knives cutting through butter, cutting off the links of the tentacles with a single stab.

This time, Cheng didn't have time to snatch the severed tentacle in his hand, and he immediately fled away as soon as he hit it, and accelerated out dozens of meters in an instant.

Sure enough, as soon as he walked on his front foot, that place was strangled by other tentacles and encircled all the space.

Makoto took a reverse step in the void, and his body suddenly stopped, and he flew back again.

The speed at which he came back was even half a minute faster than the one who fled, this was the power method contained in the tenth type of red dragonfly, but the original sword method was changed by Cheng in a mess, and it was used to borrow power.

Although this world is composed of countless islands, the development of civilization is very slow, but after all, it has existed for a very long time, so the development of some sword skills is still very high.

After the Flying Feather Talisman Sword Technique was combined several times in Cheng's heart, he realized that he had been underestimating this set of swordsmanship before, and the combination of swordsmanship was not as rigid as he imagined.

The Flying Feather Talisman Sword Technique taught by Elena has slowly been combined and transformed in her heart, and has begun to change to a certain direction of assassination.

He returned so fast that the tentacles that were twisted together had not yet separated.

Seeing this, Cheng Xin moved and performed the sword technique of the second half for the first time.

"Variant, Twenty-Two, Storm Bat. ”

In an instant, the sword of death in Makoto's hand vibrated violently, and the speed was so fast that it even let out a sharp chirp.

Cheng's face turned red, and he turned white in an instant, although he entered the double second order, but compared to the strength in the haunted house illusion, it was still too much worse, and the sword style after casting the twentieth was still a little too reluctant.

This is still because Cheng's body and strength are strengthened and blessed by white ivory, otherwise, even if you don't need to step into the third order, you will need at least the peak of the second order to build a soul ring before you can use it.

But at this time, the opportunity is too positive, it is the best opportunity to harvest, and I don't think I can hide for long under the strangulation of these tentacles.

The sword of death in Makoto's hand took no more than a second from the time it began to vibrate until it chirped.

And in the second second, the tip of the sword had already been swung by Cheng to the side of several tentacles that were still twisted together.

For a moment, countless white lights flew out from the Sword of Death, which was a blade-like sword qi.

These sword qi were not straight, but completely like blades, but because they were too broken and too small, they were mixed together like countless rays of light.

Countless curved sword qi flew out from the Sword of Death, silently slicing into the twisted ribbon tentacles.

Bang, bang, bang!

The first to make a sound turned out to be the Sword of Death.

The Sword of Death exploded four times in a row, and four demonic patterns had already exploded because they couldn't withstand the oppression of this blow.

Cheng snorted, only to feel that his entire right hand seemed to be delayed by countless blades, and hurriedly stopped the infusion of strength, and the whole hand entered a state of void.

And when he looked up, he saw countless fragments.