Seeing that the Heili monk summoned the skeleton, Huang Ming knew that he could only fight hard.

Fortunately, one of the two black monks went to chase him, and there was only one blocking the road, plus this guy was hit by the spirit seal, and he was not much stronger than himself in three minutes, so he could fight.

So Huang Ming waved the flame sword in his hand and rushed forward.

"Bang Bang

There was a burst of yellow ash and white bones flying, and those skeletons that stood in the way were chopped down by Huang Ming.

The attack strength of these skeletons is comparable to that of the early stage of Jindan, but Huang Ming's alchemy technique is comparable to that of the late stage of Jindan, although the leather armor of a few swords was cut down, but the body is fine, at most it is a little painful.

It's just that these skeletons are just like the refining corpses summoned by the little witch cultivator of the Zen State, they will not die, once they are broken and fallen, they will immediately re-assemble and get up again, and some of them can't see what they are fighting anymore, and they are still attacking.

Huang Ming was a little anxious again, this time was different from the past, if he couldn't do it in three minutes, once the black monk recovered, he would not have much chance of winning, he had to use the old method, capture the thief and capture the king first.

So Huang Ming stopped attacking these skeletons, let them slash indiscriminately, and rushed directly towards the Black Monk.

But the Heili monk was not stupid, seeing Huang Ming rushing towards him, he waved the white banner flag, and commanded those skeletons to form three skull walls in front of him, and forcibly stopped Huang Ming

Huang Ming's double forces overlapped and forcibly broke through, but Hei Liren kept retreating, and those skeletons that were scattered immediately reorganized and turned to the back and blocked again, the three skeleton walls kept repeating, and Huang Ming couldn't break through for a while.

"Your Sister's"

Huang Ming was furious, and the Flame Sword began to chant the incantation silently, and then he heard the "boom", and three large fireballs that kept spinning appeared around him.

This is a defensive spell in Huang Ming's "Flame Gong", called Spiral Lantern Fire.

The skeletons that approached him were immediately set on fire and began to burn violently.

"Monk Great Xia, what kind of spell are you? My soul banner is refined with yang matter, and the skeleton and ghost thing summoned are not afraid of flames, how can your spell be ignited? ”

The black monk was taken aback.

"What? Your magic weapon is made of yang refining, your sister, you are really perverted"

Huang Ming heard the difference, what people said was the yang of yin and yang, and it was a masculine refining material, not a soft little two.

The one was also stunned for a moment, not understanding what Huang Ming meant.

"Okay, since you don't say it, then I'll let you see the true power of my soul flag, Ya Yan Butterfly Ya Yan Butterfly, Ya Yan Butterfly Ya Yan Butterfly ......"

The guy started casting spells again.

As soon as he read a few words, Huang Ming felt that the ground trembled a little, and then he heard "boom", and the ground not far in front of him suddenly collapsed, revealing a hole with a diameter of more than ten meters.

Just when Huang Ming was a little surprised, "Woo", something flew out of the hole in the ground and stuck it in the ground.

Huang Ming fixed his eyes and saw that it was a huge, red long-handled sickle.

"This is"

Huang Ming suddenly felt that something was wrong.

This scythe is too big, the blade alone is more than three meters long, and the handle is at least seven or eight meters, isn't it a behemoth that can hold this scythe?

At this moment, a huge golden helmet emerged from the cave, followed by two huge white bone claws "clicking" on the edge of the hole.

Then, a huge skeleton seven or eight meters tall climbed up.

"Isn't it, Bone Spirit?"

Huang Ming exclaimed, how can a person have such a big skeleton, this world has never heard of a giant clan, so it must be a white bone spirit.

"Bone Spirit? Hmph, this is Skeletron, but I refined it with the bones of twelve refiners, and its attack is comparable to the late stage of the twelve knots of the alchemists."

Brother Heili said this with some pride

"Great Xia Monk, even if you are a dual cultivator of the body and the law and have some magical powers, but if you meet me, the Skeleton King, you will die."

"Skeletron?"

Huang Ming looked at the huge skeleton again.

This skeleton is about eight meters high, wearing a lion gold helmet on its head, a seven-inch vermilion swaying in the wind, wearing chain chain armor, a gold silk belt around the waist, and a white bone forest all over the body, from head to toe filled with a layer of faint black gas.

The most important thing is that there are really twelve bright spots on this Skeletron's body.

Huang Ming suddenly felt a little desperate, although this big skeleton is only a refining corpse, there are twelve bright spots on its body, which means that this guy's attack is really equivalent to the twelve body refiners, so how can he fight?

"Your sister, labor and management will kill you first"

Huang Ming roared and rushed towards the Heili monk, three minutes were almost up, and he would definitely not be able to beat this Skeleton King, but even if he died, he would have to find a back.

However, just listening to the "click", the Skeleton King moved, pulled up the red sickle inserted in the ground, and then waved "woo" in front of Huang Ming.

"Your sister, labor and management are divine messengers, I don't believe that I will die here"

Huang Ming was a little desperate, and with a swing of the Flame Sword, he slashed at Skeletron's right hand holding the red scythe.

Skeletron grabbed the handle of the sickle and blocked Huang Ming's sword with a "bang", and then swung it downward, and the blade of the scythe swept towards Huang Ming, who had just landed.

Huang Ming knelt on his knees, and fell on his back, "Boom" Skeletron's scythe missed.

Huang Ming's body refining cultivation is not as good as this Skeleton King, but he is a dual cultivation of body and law, in addition to knowing spells, the five senses and divine sense are also stronger than ordinary body refiners.

This Skeletron is fierce, but due to his huge size, his reaction speed is relatively slow.

Huang Ming couldn't knock down Skeletron, but it wasn't easy for Skeletron to kill him, at least it would take some time for Huang Ming to run out of energy.

So Huang Ming and this Skeleton King fought.

But Huang Ming attacked less and defended more, and basically didn't have the power to fight back, he slashed the left leg of the big skeleton once, but the result was only a shallow sword mark with sparks flying around, and no damage was done.

So Huang Ming changed his tactics, since the attack was ineffective, then I would only defend and not attack.

Although this big skeleton is powerful, it is a dead thing that has no intelligence and is controlled by people, the skeleton may not be tired, but the black monk who controls the skeleton will always be tired, since you can't rush for a while, then I will survive you.

However, the ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and the attack of this Skeleton King is equivalent to that of a body refiner in the early stage of the Twelve Apertures, and every time it shakes, the sand and gravel splashes.

Although Huang Ming dodged every fatal attack very thrillingly, he had no mana shield or shield armor on his body, and he couldn't dodge the airflow impact and sand splashes generated by the attack.

It was only three or four minutes before he was begging for food, his clothes were torn, and he was still disgraced.

This is nothing, and what is worse is that his mana and physical strength have dropped faster than the black monk who controlled the big skeleton, and he is almost unable to hold on.

Why? Because he had to jump.

The big skeleton's attacks, whether it was a scythe or a foot pedal or claw strike, could smash a small hole in the ground with each blow, and he couldn't dodge it without jumping.

Have you ever played whack-smashing? Huang Ming is the gopher now, or he is Xiaoqiang, anyway, he is constantly jumping left and right.

If he took out his phone and turned on the pedometer now, he would have taken at least 30,000 steps.