Art sat cross-legged on the ground, and the fifth aura on the Guardian of Light skill idol lit up in his mind.

Suddenly, a layer of golden brilliance was cast on Art's fingertips, and this brilliance was the healing skill of the Light Guard, Light Healing.

The next moment, Art's fingertips were on his chest, and under the treatment of phototherapy, Art's sternum began to gradually recover.

For the current Yate, the only medical method is only light therapy, and all the potions in Yate's current spatial ring are primary or intermediate, and with the strength of the early stage of the eighth order of Yate, these potions are of no use at all.

"Oh, will it heal? It's really interesting, don't you run, the only way to get through here is to defeat me, only by defeating me, this spliced tomb will get out of the way, I can only say that you are unlucky, just stepped on a square, and actually liberated me, the 48 creatures of this splicing tomb, count my combat power is the strongest!"

The soul fire of the ghost bones pulsed violently, as if excited.

Art didn't respond, but did his best to heal his injuries.

The brilliance of the treatment kept flowing, and Art's face gradually became a trace of blood, and after 15 minutes, Arte's injuries had fully recovered.

"Okay, I'd like to see how strong the ghost bones really are?" Art stood up, patted the dust off his body, and moved his mind slightly in his right hand.

The Tower of Babel, which was hovering behind Art, immediately flew to Art's right hand.

"Oh? The ghost bones were not angry but happy, the joints of the whole body crackled, and a cold yin qi permeated the surroundings, like black clouds.

"Suppression!" Art took a quick step forward and threw the Tower of Babel in his hand at the ghost bone.

A huge pressure came from the Tower of Babel in an instant, like a divine might, and under this huge pressure, the ghost bones couldn't move at all.

Not only that, under the pressure from the flood wilderness, the sturdy skeleton of the ghost bones has begun to faintly appear a soft sound.

"Hallow-level treasures!" The soul fire in the ghost's eyes began to flicker, and he looked at Art in front of him in disbelief.

And Art, who was in front of the ghost bone, was also looking at the ghost bone and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Great, it looks like this ghost bone can't be moved. Art muttered to himself, relieved a lot, but also felt a little lucky, fortunately his Babel Tower could restrain the speed of the ghost bones.

Soon, though, the soul fire flickering in the ghost's eyes calmed down.

"Really, I really can't move?" A cold voice sounded from the back of Art's head, and Art only felt a chill in his neck, and the ghost bones in front of him that had been suppressed by the Tower of Babel were gone.

How is this possible? An eighth-order professional can suddenly disappear under the suppression of the Tower of Babel, how on earth did it? Art was shocked.

"Light Shield!" With a wild roar, a touch of golden light shone over Art's body, and Art turned his head separately, first to see the location of the ghost bones, and then use suppression again.

But when Art's head was only halfway twisted, there was a ghostly laugh from behind, and a snow-white skeletal hand struck the light shield.

"Bang!" The collision between the white bone and the light shield caused a lot of sparks, although the ghost bone's punch was also very powerful, but it did not leave the slightest trace on the light shield, but left a little scratch on the ghost bone's fist.

"Quack, defensive skills? Looks like you're a pretty fun toy. The ghost's laughter was full of surprise, and the soul fire in his eyes beat even more violently.

Taking advantage of this skill, Art had completely turned around, and an extra arrow in his hand stabbed into the skull of the ghost bone.

With this thorn, Art's whole body spiritual power burned, and all of it gathered in his arm, and the shocked Art's sleeve completely cracked.

This is Art's fastest attack speed, and even Art himself can't see how he stabbed this one.

"It's too slow!" The ghost bone grinned, and the figure disappeared again, and in an instant the figure reappeared to the left of Art.

Again, nothing is seen!

Art's heart sank, the Dragon Blade Guardian is known for its attack power and speed, and is known as the strongest melee professional, even so, it can't keep up with the speed of the ghost bone!

And just like last time, there was no fluctuation in either the air or the spiritual power in this space, as if the ghost bones appeared beside him out of thin air.

"Tower of Babel, Attribute Amplification, Suppression!" Art swallowed his saliva and roared at the Tower of Babel.

The entire Tower of Babel suddenly vanished, and it seemed to be displaced to the top of the ghost's head.

In the next second, the first and third floors of the Tower of Babel suddenly lit up.

The unparalleled majesty of the Tower of Babel, suspended on the bones of the ghosts, descended again, like a human king, and not only that, but a golden light shot out from the second floor of the Tower of Babel

A golden light fell on Art, and all of Art's abilities were improved in a small area under this golden light.

"Teleport?!" Art's eyes shrank sharply.

Just now, when the mind connected to the Tower of Babel to suppress it, the Tower of Babel suddenly disappeared, and the moment it appeared in the sky above the ghost bone, even if the mind followed the Tower of Babel, Art still did not catch any tracks.

There are no spatial fluctuations, no spiritual power fluctuations, isn't this situation exactly the same as ghost bones!

Could it be that the ghost bone itself does not move at all, but has a special ability similar to teleportation?

It's not impossible to have this possibility, ghost bones are generally professional in life, and after death for various reasons, they are endowed with spiritual intelligence, a kind of undead creature derived from hell.

The ghost bones themselves do not possess spiritual powers, and the only way to fight is to have a body that is stronger than normal professions and some strange undead skills.

The ghost bone in front of him is an eighth-order, and it is not uncommon for this level to have such a skill.

If this is the case, then everything can be explained clearly, why is it that the strength of the same eighth order, but his eyesight can't even see the shadow of the other party, because the other party's body has not moved at all!

Thinking of this, Art stared intently at the ghost bones, his eyes wide open, for fear of missing a single detail, if the ghost bones could escape this time, it would mean that his guess was true!

"I don't have a long memory, your tricks are useless to me!" The ghost bone saw the Tower of Babel appear in the sky above him, without the slightest panic, and the snow-white skeleton was slightly empty, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Sure enough!" Art said secretly, and vaguely felt a faint murderous aura

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