The demagogues in my hometown don't like to talk, and he is quite fond of Angel.

But the effect of his move is really dirty, and it is a dark feather storm blowing all over the town!

The bloodstained, rotten flesh of black feathers seemed to pour out of thin air from the cracks in the corners of abandoned houses, as if some slaughterhouse had blown out black crow feathers that had been stored for decades with a giant blower.

"What is this?"

Angel and his teacher back-to-back confronted Black Feather Storm.

Pitch-black feathers rolled in, dense like rolling stones from a mountain landslide, trying to bury people alive, where is the slightest bit of flat feathers and feathers?

It can be seen that the other party not only has strange tricks, but also is very strong in terms of pure strength, and also has the habit of nouveau riche who likes to release magic without brains.

Even Yushura's palms were sweating when she encountered such a strong enemy, but Angel was a little calmer than Sensei, because she had already seen many Lich-level demagogues fighting in School City.

"We have to find cover and take cover, we can't fight with them when they're in their prime. ”

Angel stabbed his sword into the ground, and the master and apprentice drew a round pit under their feet, sinking into the ground as if they were taking an elevator.

Ideally, as the two of them escape underground, the remnants of the sword will turn over to their backs, blocking the intersection they have walked through, and those feathers will not be able to follow.

It's like riding a small sand boat and letting the storm rage on the ground and the calm sea below.

In this short period of time, the Sword Saint solemnly stretched out his palm, and a feather was prominently crossed on a dark red ash in his palm.

"These feathers are so weird, they are not afraid of fire at all, and they in turn want to parasitize on my realm spirits. ”

Angel also saw that the feather was nailed to the tiny ash, and the remaining bloodstained flesh star at the root of the feather was slowly wriggling, trying to wrap up the tiny ashes.

It is conceivable that once this feather is allowed to succeed. The ash was like the strange winged man outside, manipulated by feathers, his whole body distorted, and his mind was deranged.

It turns out that those deformed and twisted monster winged people have become like this?

"It seems that this guy's ability belongs to the operation system, and he has a trick up his sleeve for dealing with this kind of enemy. ”

Juggernaut snuffed out the burning ash that was parasitized by the black feather:

"Manipulators tend to concentrate their power on the priority of absolute command over the manipulator. ”

"Therefore, we must avoid direct contact with the carrier of manipulation ability, that is, the black feather, and in turn guide the black feather to parasitize on some hosts with weak basic ability. ”

"That's it. The most threatening attacks are mostly neutralized, and the next step is to see how well he protects himself. ”

The Sword Master left Angel with a bag of rice: "You go back to the old mansion now, go to the central courtyard and set the grain on fire, and you can call out the elder of the Law God." ”

"And what do you do?" said Angel with a sense of foreboding.

Yushura laughed heartily: "Didn't I say that if you have a strategy to deal with his attack, then you will be invincible first!"

"As a sword master, it's too late to be happy when you meet an opponent, how can you back down?"

With that, Yushura shook her sword of burning ashes. A piece of lava had been scalded and rushed to the ground, leaving only a layer of dark green glass crystals on the wall.

Time is of the essence, and Angel is well aware of his responsibilities, and a Juggernaut may have a slim chance of winning against the Lich. But if you can add a Dharma God, the result will be completely different.

So Angel, who was already close to his door and was underground, did not delay, and his sword stabbed again and again. It is interspersed directly below the foundation of the house.

A few meters upwards, Angel is in his own yard where he outcrops.

The old house, which had been uninhabited for many days, was deserted.

Angel didn't have time to be sentimental. Just set fire to the grain as the teacher instructed.

"Master asked me to burn the rice, who can see such a little light smoke and fire?"

She hesitated, seeing that the small amount of grain was about to burn out, and there was no sign of anyone in the room.

Outside the house, the sound of vigorous fighting is becoming more and more exaggerated, endless!

Where is the millet burned, it is clearly my own heart, it is really anxious!

"Ahh

Just when Angel couldn't resist going out to help the teacher, an old man who was so miserable cried out that she almost tripped over the door frame.

How the sharp-voiced old man appeared unexpectedly, not to mention, the sound of a single round was so piercing that it made people's hearts stop beating half a beat.

In terms of content, the first half of the sentence is really in line with his own voice, but in the second half of the sentence, he says that he is a breeder of grains?

Angel looked at the old man who appeared out of thin air, and he did look like a photo of the older generation of family heads in the family tree.

But if you look closely, it's not the appearance of any of the elders in the family tree, maybe a distant relative?

"No matter who you are, you're always a friend of Teacher Yushura, and you're also a Dharma god."

Angel explained the origin as quickly as possible:

"I am a descendant of the lord family of this town, a disciple of Yushula! Teacher, he is outside the city, fighting with a lich-level powerhouse, it is very dangerous, please help him!"

However, the old man ignored her, and kept crying around a small handful of burnt seeds on the ground:

"My greatest masterpiece, the Seed of Tranquility!

But he observed the embers of the seeds for a moment, and felt a little strange.

"Well, that's not right, this is not refined with the Sacred Realm's Life Source Fire, but burned by ordinary flames?"

"I burned the rice, and Teacher Yushura said that this is the only way to bring you out. "Angel took the blame on his own initiative.

"Little girl, you know what you've done!" the old man suddenly teleported to Angel and grabbed her wrist.

But the next moment, it was released again:

"You are indeed a descendant of the Kinkley family, the family has been an earth attribute affinity for generations, and your life energy attribute has already told me. ”

The old man looked at Angel back and forth, and shook his head regretfully:

"It's a pity that you, like the children of my cousin's lineage, are all stunned body art schools, and you haven't given full play to the value of the earth affinity talent as a researcher. ”

Is this saying that Angel has developed limbs and is simple-minded?

But the resolute woman was not in the least moved by the old man's comment:

"It is my freedom to choose what path I choose, but I will not regret what I decide. ”

"Again, at the behest of the teacher. The task of summoning Mr. Dharma God has been reached, and it is also your freedom to help or not to help in the future. ”

After that, Angel didn't look back, and wanted to rush out to help Yushura fight the Bewitchers.

"Young man," the old man seemed to hold back a lot of words, and was about to say it, but the audience had already turned away and walked away.

"Forget it, anyway, my research has just come out, and I should clean up this retreat, otherwise it will always be unpeaceful. ”

sighed. The old man disappeared again.

Outside the old mansion, the battle between Eushura and the Bewitchers is raging!

I saw that the old sword saint's face was full of red light, and the clothes on his upper body had been burned clean, showing the developed muscles of the prime of life, shining under the flames around him.

He controlled a flame dragon under his feet, his hands were wrapped in flames, forming the shape of dragon claws, and ten meters long fiery dragon wings stretched out from his back, six pairs!

"Come on, Xiao Misan. Let's fight for 500 rounds, and take my youthful trick, Flame Burning Step!"

This face momentum is higher than the clear sky and the scorching sun. Comparatively speaking, the Black Feather Storm that surrounded him, although it occupied a larger area, was far less windy.

"Blazing Steps?"

Angel has also just returned to the battlefield. I saw the heroic spirit of Yushura.

There was a series of thrilling roars just now, which turned out to be made by the teacher, and it felt like it was blowing up.

But she wasn't excited. On the contrary, there are some doubts:

"Teacher, why are you using a fourth-order martial art to fight the enemy, is it because your vitality is seriously injured, and you are no longer able to use high-level moves?"

That's right, this extremely popular fire dragon fighting suit is only a fourth-order martial art, and it is also the ability to transform into a fighting qi.

When it comes to the true power of this move, it can only be described as outdated, outdated, and weak.

"What do children know?"

Hearing Angel's question, Yushura was annoyed:

"Didn't I tell you, the other party is a master of the manipulation system, if you use high-level tricks against the enemy, it is equivalent to giving him the combat power in vain, which is a loss-making transaction. ”

"Therefore, it is necessary to use a large amount of low-level martial arts, consume the parasitic carrier of manipulating thoughts, and then seek a chance to break through. ”

"Also, don't talk too much to reveal our tactics, look at the guy on the other side, just be silent, don't mention your own abilities, it's really tricky. ”

Angel Khan, indeed, has always encountered the kind of villain who talks a lot, and he will explain the secrets of his tricks in three or two sentences, which seems to be beautiful but is actually stupid.

I didn't expect to meet a ruthless villain who doesn't like to talk today, and the three sticks can't make a single beer, but I can't help but talk a lot of nonsense, revealing my tactical intentions.

Looking at the battle between the two again, sure enough, the sparks, fireballs, fire tongues, fire knives and the like emitted by Yushura were being eaten by the black feathers little by little, and they were stabbed by the feathers in three or two clicks, and then captured as a half-flame and half-blood monster.

But as soon as this happens, Eushura will detonate these fragments of flames, emitting bursts of roar, firelight, and the sky and the earth will be clear.

The two of them put skills on each other, just like one person is throwing fuel, the other is throwing fire, thunderbolts and firecrackers, and the cooperation is not lively.

But this duel really becomes a protracted battle, to see who runs out of hole cards first.

Although Yushura has adopted the economy mode and continues to output fourth-order fighting qi with low consumption, the bewitcher is like a cheating mana with infinite power, and it is difficult to predict the outcome if he really has to fight for a long time.

However, the appearance of Angel added variables to the battle, and the bewitcher's eyes were cold, and he commanded a black feather diversion to attack Angel.

"Flying sand and rocks!"

Angel reacted quickly, immediately erected a defensive barrier, and learned to delay time with conservative tactics like his teacher.

However, after the black feathers hit countless gravel and dirt walls, they immediately invaded these small things with blood and flesh, and then fluttered their wings, and attacked Angel in turn.

Angel was dumbfounded, his own dirt did not have a self-detonation function, but was hard and tough, and once the other party seized control, it was the most difficult thing.

As for the reverse of the fight for control?

The ashes of the Eushura Saint-level Realm will be occupied, how can his own stones be spared?

Most of the Bewitcher's power is used to increase the priority occupied by Black Feather, and it is really not a joke.

He actually became a pig teammate who dragged his feet, which really made Angel ashamed, and hurriedly repeated his old tricks, dug a pit in the ground, and ran away again:

"Teacher, hold on, I've already found that Mr. Fashen, and I'll persuade him to help you now!"

Angel slipped into the sewer, but as soon as she closed the lid, an old man stood at the entrance of the hole:

"Don't bother, I'm here. ”

The old man was none other than the incognito god of the Angel family: "The god of the earth, Mai Duolon, has come to purify all the garbage that pollutes the fields. ”

I saw that with a wave of his hand, green shoots began to emerge on the ground.

The growth of green shoots seems to be slow, but in fact it is quite rapid, at least in the interval between the next wave of black feathers, there are all kinds of fruit and vegetable ridges formed by the dealer:

Frozen watermelons, pea shooters, cherry bombs, potato mines

Although I don't know what the use of these seemingly delicious fruits and vegetables is, the black feather occupation has always been cold, so let's take control first.

The first few plants were quickly corrupted by the Black Feather.

McDoron frowned slightly, and the infected vegetables immediately detonated.

As long as he can blow up the infestation, McDolon will at least not be as embarrassed as Angel.

Moreover, at the same time as the colorful explosion sounds, the self-detonating plants also generate various special effects of freezing, flame, electric paralysis, and wind blades.

Black Feather was held back for a moment, but the next wave of Black Feather Storm rolled in again.

"It's a dirty firework. ”

Mai Duolong came to be interested:

"Listen to the juniors, you have the same strength as the lich?"

"The infinite magic is very sharp, and the magic strength is considerable"

"But you have two irreparable flaws. ”

After a brief fight, McDoron was already confident.

"First, there is not enough variety in magic. ”

"The second point, which is actually the reason for the formation of the first point, is that you do not have the accumulation of time. ”

As an orthodox magician, the lich studies many categories, and even specializes in many seemingly useless and even boring things in order to pass the time.

On the other hand, in order to form combat power in a short period of time, the demagogues have no choice but to specialize in one series and strive for practicality.

"And I, as a god of law, am on par with the lich in terms of magic strength, although I don't have the infinite magic power of the lich, but I have time to accumulate!"

McDoron cast spells again and again, and a half-plane appeared behind him!

This is the privilege that a god-level magician can only comprehend by studying the rules of the world, and form his own small world in the world.

The comprehension of the rules does not mean that it can be forcibly created with super high magical intensity, it must be the accumulation of a lifetime of study, plus a little flash of inspiration, to be lucky.

The range of the half-plane expanded larger and larger, encircling the Bewitcher in a spherical shape, and the scene inside became clearer.

That's the endless, dense, trillions of pea shooters?

"I have achieved the position of Dharma God for hundreds of years, and the accumulation of time has made this huge amount. ”

"Just ask about the explosive power of these little guys' volleys, your so-called infinite magic power can withstand it?"

With an order, the magic beans in units of 100 million trillions were fully covered, and the density, weight, and rate of fire all reached saturation, which was as straight as thunder. (To be continued.) )