Chapter Seventy-Five: The Wind of Riot
Feng Qing said indifferently to Long Tao
"Hehe, the last sword! The flame of the red lotus buried deep in the dark earth, summon me in my name! The demon fire that burns in the depths of hell! In my name, call you to come! Become my magic sword, crush all who stand in my way! Dragon! Endless Heavenly Thunder, stand in my left hand, my blood alliance, thunder spirit! Celestial! The wind of nature, tear my enemies apart - merge! Flame fire and thunder spell! Kendo, smash!"
Kendo, smashed, the broken words just blurted out, Long Taoyi's face flashed a trace of flush, a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, with the zombie's miserable white cheeks, it seemed to have some strange beauty, uh, of course, it would be better if the owner of this cheek could be a little more handsome.
"O defiled god of heaven, perverse and perverse, show me strength, dominate the god with strength, don't ask me to respect your name, give me to break the formation! The power to cross the heavens and the earth, the power to gallop the borders, the protective barrier of the infinite borders, launch it!--the end of the end of the world!"
The familiar formation appeared, and the Flame Storm Curse was instantly blocked, and Feng Qing smiled bitterly, "Hehe, this will, I really can't stop it, Mo'er, I seem to be going to break my promise." ”
A trace of madness flashed in Long Taoyi's eyes, and he said viciously to this Fengqing, "Haha, keep fighting, you're not very good, go on, use your swordsmanship, smash, or something!"
The demon gods from ancient times, summon your appearance in my name, let the sky rain fire, turn the sea into pools of blood, the gods will fear it, and everything will be reduced to nothingness, the judgment of doom!"
Familiar three-level high-level magic, familiar users, familiar attack targets, but unfortunately, this time, Feng Qing is about to fall, a spear, piercing the chest, the characteristics of the dark attribute are launched, corroding the ** around the ** that was hit by the judgment of doom.
The wind that had been rioting all around suddenly stopped rioting, and slowly sank down, and the wind smiled brightly, as if to the wind around and as if to say to himself, "Oh?
The wind around him spun suddenly, wrapping Fengqing in the whirlpool, Fengqing felt that the injuries in his body were also slowly recovering at this time, Fengqing was slightly stunned, and thought of "Hey, do I really have the halo of the protagonist on my body, I can't die, hey? How did the injuries in my body be repaired, sweat, and returned to the peak, damn! This is the rhythm of impacting the fourth level!"
The wind around Fengqing is getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of rotation is getting faster and faster, the thunder attributes, wind attributes, fire attributes, and summoner attributes in Fengqing's body all come out of the body, with the power of this whirlwind, rotating rapidly, the summoner's attributes are slowly integrated into Fengqing's body, and then the wind attributes, thunder attributes, fire attributes, and a series of attributes are all integrated into Fengqing's body, at this time, Fengqing's tightly closed eyes also suddenly opened, shooting out a stream of essence!
Long Taoyi's face turned dark, and I believe everyone wanted to ask at this time, why didn't Long Tao stop Feng Qing from escalating? The reason was that Long Tao couldn't at all!
Feng Qing's face had a smile on it, it was very sunny, but in Long Taoyi's eyes, Feng Qing's smile at this time was like a demon's smile, wanting to drag him into hell!
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