Chapter 645: Heavenly Burial Dementor
Dust filled the entire square, the wind swept like a knife, the surrounding ground was sunken, Xin Qijie stood straight in place, his handsome face was as white as gold paper, and there were blood-red strangulation marks on his throat, which looked a little hideous and terrifying, and he snorted coldly: "What else do you have to do, just show it." Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
"Xin Qi Festival, you don't want to be rampant, let you know how powerful our Heavenly Burial Dementor Array is. "It seems that what the leader of the Heaven Destroying Alliance said is true, Xin Qijie's strength is really strong! If he is in a formation of five people, I am afraid that he will not be his opponent.
The Heavenly Burial Dementor Array is a set of formations that they comprehend on the Heavenly Burial Ghost Wall, this formation is like a Lost Soul Array, whether strong or weak, they will be confused when they walk into it! Over the years, countless warriors have been refined by their formations in the Heavenly Burial Mountain, and countless strong people have died in the formation, so far, only one person has broken their formation, and that person is their master Jiang Yundu.
Originally, they used the formation to show out, thinking that even if they couldn't kill Jiang Yundu, they were afraid that they could trap Jiang Yundu, but they didn't know how wrong they thought! Such a formation couldn't trap Jiang Yundu at all, and it was easily broken by him by thunderous means! It was as if he contained the power of heaven and earth in his gestures, and he could easily defeat them, and they could only become Jiang Yundu's slaves.
The bodies of the five ghosts of the Heavenly Burial turned into five black clouds, and the place suddenly changed. Xin Qijie felt that he was slowly moving, and there was a black wind in front of him, and when the wind dissipated, he was surrounded by a steep mountain, and in the middle of the mountain was a wide square, and the square was surrounded by black fog, and he walked away in the black fog with some muna.
Walking slowly among the mountains, as if he had lost consciousness, his eyes were extraordinarily hollow, and lasted for about half an hour, a black thorn rose from the ground, and he passed through the thorn as if he did not see the black thorn, and the thorn cut through his clothes, cut his flesh, and blood spilled in the grass.
The fat-headed ghost had joy in his eyes, stared at Xin Qijie like a poisonous snake, and said, "Big brother, Xin Qijie has been dementored, let's kill him now." β
"Wait and see, if someone like Xin Qijie is so easily confused, I don't believe it. "The Heavenly Burial Ghost doesn't believe that Xin Qijie is so easy to be confused, a young powerhouse like Xin Qijie, if his willpower is not strong, it is impossible to cultivate to this realm, not to mention that Xin Qijie is from a small city, and his willpower is at least twice as firm as that of ordinary powerhouses, so he said coldly.
The bathing ghost smiled charmingly: "I also don't believe that Xin Qijie will be so easily dementored, with my understanding of him, this person should be a person with a strong heart and willpower ten times stronger than ordinary people, and it is definitely not something that can be confused for a moment." β
The heartless ghost smiled heartlessly: "You, a yin and yang person, are not familiar with Xinqijie, how can you understand Xinqijie?"
"I've always been sensitive to men, and as long as I smell a man's breath, I know what kind of personality he is. The bather smiled disapprehantly.
The axe ghost pouted and said, "You can brag, it's not illegal to brag anyway." β
In the world filled with black fog, the mountains are majestic, the grass and trees are cold and cold, Xin Qijie seems to have lost consciousness, walking forward slowly, every step he takes, carrying a peculiar rhythm, I don't know how long he walked, his clothes were exposed and soaked, a black crescent moon, hanging obliquely on the top of the mountain, exuding a hazy light, sprinkled on Xin Qijie's face, he had no expression on his face, and walked in front of a black lake.
The water in the black lake is cold, and there are black aquatic plants, which are condensed with vitality, like a net, if he walks in, he will be caught by this net. He didn't hesitate for a moment, knowing that when he walked in, the net instantly wrapped him, tightened quickly, and then a figure shot out from the bottom of the water, and a black thin sword shot up like lightning, like lightning and flint, dazzling and gorgeous, tearing at Xin Qijie.
If he was stabbed, his body was only afraid of splitting from the middle, and when the black thin sword was about to shoot at him, the red light in his hand suddenly burst out, and the black thin sword exploded into smithereens, and the figure was inserted into the black lake, and the majestic vitality around him surged, and the black net burst open, his feet fell on the lake, looked at the fat head ghost in the lake, and said with a faint smile: "Just because you also want to kill me, do you think that you can confuse me with such a simple formation, it's too naΓ―ve to think about it!" If people are too naΓ―ve, they will pay a terrible price. β
The red sunset spear stuck the fat-headed ghost in the black lake, his mouth was full of blood, his cheeks were hideously twisted, his eyes shot scarlet light, and he said coldly: "You can't kill me in the formation." With that, he disappeared like smoke and appeared beside the Heavenly Burial Ghost, spewing out a mouth full of blood foam, and said, "Xin Qijie's willpower is really strong, and we can't confuse him at all." β
The Heavenly Burial Ghost looked at the Sunset Divine Spear, and said with a cold expression: "Tell you not to be reckless, you are paranoid and don't listen, you will suffer." β
The fat-headed ghost smiled bitterly: "How did I know that Xin Qijie was so powerful, I would have taken a long-range attack if I knew it." β
A glint appeared in the eyes of the bathing ghost, and he said: "The red spear in Xin Qijie's hand is a good thing, if we get it, I'm afraid that the late stage of the Great Creation Transformation Realm will not be our opponent." β
The Heavenly Burial Ghost licked his scarlet tongue, the green light on his face was great, and he smiled hideously: "We don't have to worry about Han Longyuan, I think he is not in the Ice Thunder Pavilion, since he is not in the Ice Thunder Pavilion, then we will go all out, urge the formation to the extreme, and kill the Xin Qi Festival." β
The fat on the fat man's face was twisted into a twist, flashing with a hideous light, and said coldly: "If you don't kill Xin Qijie, it will be difficult to vent the hatred in my heart!" As he spoke, he swallowed a red pill, his body was full of red light, and his hideous face immediately scabbed, and most of the injuries were healed, so you can imagine how high the value of this pill is.
"It's ridiculous that you dare to call a dementor array such a formation. Xin Qijie laughed, his majestic vitality surged, even with his strength, he didn't find any flaws in this formation, didn't this formation have an eye?
The yin wind howled, the black leaves flew, and the black mist spread out, as if a ghost was about to crawl out of the ground, and it was very terrifying! Xin Qijie's robe was tightly blown against the robe, his black hair flew like a black dragon, and his upright body was stuck in the ground like a sword, looking at the majestic black mist surging in the woods in front of him, the black mist was rolling violently, as if something was about to come out of the black mist.
A pair of scarlet eyes appeared in the black mist, flashing with hideous blood, as if the devil from hell was as eerie and terrifying.
Xin Qi Jie's well-defined cheeks, under the light of the night, flashed with white jade-like light, the vitality slowly injected into the eyes, the eyes shot a bright light, and it was easy to see through the black fog, that was the Yuan Qi condensed into a black ** beast, full of light patterns, scarlet eyes, exuding evil light, two bucket-thick arms, gently waving in mid-air, the surrounding trees all exploded, its feet on the ground a little, the ground burst open with a bang, and it burst towards Xin Qi Festival.
Looking at the black ** beast that burst out, Xin Qijie didn't seem to have time to dodge, and was smashed in the face by the black ** beast's fist, and suddenly his body burst open, and the fragments collided together, clanging and turning into powder.
The fat-headed ghost laughed and said, "Xin Qi Festival is under the joint efforts of the five of us, it's really..."
His words stopped abruptly, and he didn't know that Xin Qijie appeared on the back of the black ** beast, and his fist was mixed with surging vitality, and smashed on the back of the black ** beast, and the black ** beast's body flew up miserably, rubbing seven or eight meters away along the ground.
What the black ** beast shattered before was naturally the afterimage of the Xin Qi Festival, and no matter how fast the black ** beast was, it was impossible to be faster than him. (To be continued.) )