Detention of the Soul Commander, Pick-up Style, Good Wisdom!

Feng Zhenghao quickly distanced himself from Wang He, stretched out his hand, and the black Qi in his hand quickly formed a gravitational force on the ground, sucking it at Wang He, who was holding the Tianyuan pen.

It's this trick again......

Wang also found that it seemed that Feng Zhenghao was particularly fond of using this trick in the spirit of detention.

The two have been fighting so far, and Feng Zhenghao has used this trick to interfere with Wang He's actions more than once.

But......

Since Wang Ji knew what Feng Zhenghao was going to do, how could he do what Feng Zhenghao wanted.

Call!

A cloud of lava emerged from the king's arms, and the scorching breath distorted the space around him.

Fire and Earth: Molten Bomb!

Whoosh!

With the flick of Wang and Tianyuan's pen, a large number of flaming missiles flew directly towards Feng Zhenghao.

This time is different from when Wang also tried to recruit.

This time, the king completely let go of the fight.

Looking at these densely packed flame missiles in front of him, each with a football-sized missile, Feng Zhenghao's eyes couldn't help but flash a look of envy.

This is the nature elf!

This is the real elf.

An elf that can invoke the forces of nature!

Detention Commander: Pick-up ......

Looking at the whistling missiles in front of him, Feng Zhenghao didn't dodge or dodge, just looking straight at the flame missiles in front of him, black flowers began to appear around him, and these flowers also continued to pour in with Feng Zhenghao's energy, forming one black flower after another......

Wear flowers to sleep!

Boom Boom!

These blazing lava missiles also exploded in a huge explosion after they came into contact with these pitch-black flowers, and the roar instantly resounded throughout the inner ring area, and Feng Zhenghao was also drowned in the smoke and dust produced by the explosion.

Swish!

Wang didn't think that just such a simple move could kill Feng Zhenghao.

After taking a breath, Wang He's Tianyuan pen suddenly flashed with golden light, dealing with Feng Zhenghao in this state, those moves learned from other people, it is better not to use them for the time being.

Wizards, as one of the melee wizards, naturally have no low requirements for the body.

With the continuous progress of the times, there has been full communication between all kinds of strangers, and the teacher has also learned a lot from other people, and has constantly supplemented the book "Words".

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So to deal with Feng Zhenghao at this time, it's not that the king doesn't want to use the Danqing technique, it's just that the occasion is really inappropriate.

This is different from Luo Tianda's abuse of vegetables.

On Luo Tiandajiao, Wang He can also use the Danqing technique to make moves with those young people on the field, but at the level of Feng Zhenghao, I am afraid that Wang He's current Danqing technique is really not enough.

Therefore, the king chose the most primitive way, brute force against brute force, and used the spirit to deal with the spirit general in the future......

Golden Spirit: Instant!

Swish!

A golden straight line appeared in the surrounding space, with a sense of slaughter, and rushed directly into the smoke and dust shrouded in Feng Zhenghao, from the front to the back, a shot was fired.

Laugh at!

Feng Zhenghao's body was lit up by Wang He's gun, which dyed the shirt he was wearing red inside, and the sudden pain also made Feng Zhenghao snort.

This shot, it's not that he doesn't want to dodge, it's that Feng Zhenghao doesn't know why, his body suddenly can't move, as if he has been immobilized.

It is precisely for this reason that Wang He took advantage of the loophole and opened a hole in his body with one shot.

"Is there a sequelae of the spirit service?"

Wang He raised the Tianyuan pen again, looked at Feng Zhenghao in front of him and said, "It seems that your spirit service method is only a little rudimentary, and compared to your grandfather's spirit service method, it is still a lot worse......"

“……”

Feng Zhenghao was frantically working to repair the injuries on his chest at this time, and he naturally knew that there was something wrong with the method of serving the spirit that he had figured out.

But the problem is that Feng Zhenghao has no choice at this time!

This is a dogmatic error!

All the Inhumans, including the king, like to hide their hands.

If you don't hide your hand, you always feel unsafe.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with this, but the Tibetan chassis also had to be divided into situations.

When you fought against Zhang Chulan and Tang Wenlong, Zhang Chulan knew very well that with his current strength, the more he dragged on, the less he had an advantage.

So when people came up, they directly started Thunderbolt members, and Tang Wenlong was caught off guard.

If Feng Zhenghao also wanted Zhang Chulan, he came up and directly performed the Liuding Liujia technique on Wang He, maybe Wang He would soon be brought into Feng Zhenghao's rhythm.

Of course, there is no regret medicine in this world.

Now Feng Zhenghao can only combine his current situation to find a way to deal with Wang He.

Huhuhu......

Feng Zhenghao's body suddenly began to exude black qi, and these black qi began to spread towards the surroundings as if they were alive......

"It's ......"

Seeing this scene, Wang He had a general guess in his heart.

Sure enough, Feng Zhenghao also mastered the last few tricks of the spirit detainees......

It can be seen from this black fog that seems to have life that this is one of the four forms of the last four forms of the spirit detention.

As for the specific move, Wang Ji was a little confused.

Tick! Tick!

Under Wang He's feet, a huge drop of ink began to drip down, and the speed of dripping under Wang He's feet became faster and faster, and gradually began to converge into a pool of ink.

This inkpool also began to spread towards Feng Zhenghao's feet as the ink continued to increase.

The Shadow of Danqing Hanmo!

Danqing ......

Feng Zhenghao also knows a little.

When Luo Tian was in Dajiao, Feng Zhenghao also somewhat understood the magic of Wang He's ghostly place.

This is a technique in the god painting, to Qi Yu ink, because this ink pool is black, so the king can often manipulate the ink at the bottom of the pool to paint on the ground, and after the painting is finished, things will be transferred by the king.

As for how many can be drawn at the same time......

Then it depends on Wang He's level, Feng Zhenghao has also estimated that Wang He can paint three to four paintings at most at the same time, that is, as long as he can prevent four raids, Wang He will have a painting gap.

Feng Zhenghao was thinking about how to deal with Wang He, but Wang He had no intention of manipulating ink painting.

His perception really followed the ink, constantly dipped into the black mist that had the breath of life.

The moment the ink pool and the black mist came into contact, the black mist seemed to have been melted by something, and began to slowly retreat.

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Wang He also sensed this scene, and sure enough, he guessed correctly, his innate ability can assimilate more than just the Qi of ordinary aliens.

Even the improved Qi energy of the Eight Wonder Techniques can be assimilated......

It's just that in terms of transformation efficiency, it is far less fast than the assimilation speed of ordinary Qi Jin.

Turning his head to look at Zhenghao, Wang He slowly raised the Tianyuan pen, looked at Feng Zhenghao in front of him and said word by word: "It's almost over......"

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