How can the word 'grass' be so good, and still plan to wait and see what happens, it turned out to be the first and ask for his life......

The cold wind was very stressful, and the stiffness was faintly painful, and this time it was a little impossible to fly, and along the steps of the Moon Viewing Pavilion, he slowly walked from the second floor to the first floor, and while walking, he was still thinking about the definition of the law of the undead system......

[Undead Department] is a kind of compound law system, the combination of life and destruction, the most prominent feature is the psychic world, which can summon powerful necromantic creatures.

"Where did Brother Feng go, why can't I find anyone......" Xiao Su in the VIP seat became nervous, and couldn't find anyone for a long time, and asked.

"Look at that!" Yourou was more clever, and then she saw a familiar figure, slowly climbing up from the bottom of the Phoenix Terrace, along the ladder.

......

From the Moon Viewing Pavilion to the Phoenix Terrace, the shortest distance was fifty meters, and he walked for three or five minutes when it flew for three or five seconds.

After a long time, the three martial gods had already returned to the Moon Viewing Pavilion, and on the empty Phoenix Terrace, only Ian was left alone, standing there, looking for him thousands of times, and looking back at dusk, the person was still climbing the stairs.

......

Finally came, Ian looked dazed, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, if you don't want to fight, you can say it, I thought you ran away......

Not only Ian was at a loss, but the 100,000 viewers were also at a loss, plus the scorching sun was like fire, and he was a little dizzy from the sun, and after watching it for a long time, he didn't see the shadow of the genius of the wind system.

He came back to his senses, and he didn't know how many steps he had just walked and how many minutes it had taken him.

After taking a closer look, he looked at the legendary undead mage Ian, and instantly petrified......

Yes......

Looking at Ian in front of him, his arms crossed, he stood there, and he had an urge to laugh but couldn't, and shouted......

It's a fat dun, about one meter six tall, five big and three thick, at least two hundred pounds, the upper body is covered with half a tiger skin, an oblique shawl, half a stick is exposed, brown-red skin, that thick and strong arms, it actually gives people a feeling of braised elbows......

What's even more exaggerated is his leopard-print little leather skirt, which wraps around a round butt like a big drum.

The design style of tiger stripes on the top and leopard print on the bottom is really different......

Fat head and big ears, small nose, small eyes and small mouth, not to mention that he is not handsome, he also has a wavy curly hairstyle, and what is even more bizarre is that he also tied a few small braids with red ropes, which is absolutely non-mainstream, is Ian an indigenous resident of the primitive tribe in Wolong Mountain......

It's a little out of place with normal humans......

Can't afford to lose......

I really can't afford to lose......

If he loses to Fat Dun Ian, how will he mix in the Xiuzhen world in the future......

Ian looked at him standing there stupidly, without saying a word, and asked eagerly, "Brother, are you still fighting......

When he came back to his senses, he smiled embarrassedly: "Fight, I'm here, of course I have to fight ......"

"May I ask you, are you really the first of the nine keys......" Ian's voice was the same as his looks, stocky and honest.

"Of course, if it's fake, it's ......"

"I used to destroy the system, and my master told me that it would be very dangerous to simply cultivate the destruction system, so I cultivated the life system at the same time, and finally became a necromancer!" Speaking of his past, Ian seemed to be unwilling, and his eyes were confused.

"Necromancer, it's a good profession, go to the battlefield, how to say, you can also be a regimental leader...... Did I ask you, why do you say so much...... "The cold wind feels weird and inexplicable.

A martial god-level necromancer can summon an army of millions of necromancy with a single spell, and his combat effectiveness is extremely terrifying, making it an existence that can influence the situation of the battle in military warfare.

"By the way, do you have a Mandate of Heaven, if you do, the Offensive Mandate of Heaven can't be used in the Yuan Infant Duel......" Ian reminded slowly with a worried look.

"I don't have a destiny, not for the time being!"

Yuanying Duel, the Emperor's Grand Ceremony, there are indeed rules that you can't use offensive Mandate of Heaven, out of the protection of the contestants, because most of the offensive Mandate of Destiny can be fatal with one blow, which is very terrifying!

"You're really in the early stage of the infant......"

Ian was a bit endless......

"No, you're talking a lot of nonsense......" he listened a little impatiently.

"That's good, I'm in the late Yuan Infancy, count me taking advantage of you......" Ian stuck out his tongue and licked his thick lips when he said 'take advantage'......

"I can't stand you!"

Before he could start fighting, his heart was about to collapse.

Boom!

"Okay, I'm done, let's get started!" Ian sat down on the ground with a plop, and the phoenix platform shook slightly.

Seeing this, this guy is doing it, and he looks a little worried, even if he summons a necromantic creature, the action is actually an orchid finger, which is simply 'things are people, great mercy and compassion'......

Tormented......

The heart was struggling, the people were crazy, and the red ribbon on the head was ripped off, and the hair was scattered in the wind, fluttering and sprinkling......

......

......

The scorching sun is scorching, the heat wave is coming, and everyone is on the Phoenix stage!

How can you say that you are also the first of the nine keys, and when people are silently reciting the spell, you suddenly attack, it is not authentic.

Hanfeng stood ten meters away from Ian, looking at him with an orchid in his hand, chanting words.

Suddenly!

Ian opened his eyes, with a surprised expression, and wanted to pat his ass and sit up, but unfortunately, his ass was a little heavier, and he couldn't stand up after two or three beats, so he had to give up.

He sat in place, with an embarrassed expression, and said, "Are you the cold wind from Hanmen, are you the same person......

It's really endless, and the Yuanying duel is still so grinding.

He nodded, smiling without smiling: "Yes, I've been in Hanmen before......"

"We've met, really!" Ian looked serious.

"What, why don't I remember......"

"I gave you medicinal herbs when I was very young, but I wasn't that fat at the time!" Ian smiled innocently, not like he was lying.

"Anyway, I don't remember, big brother, let's start the fight quickly, I look at you, blood pressure is a little high......" He was really convinced, with a helpless face.

"Hehe, my master said the same thing......"

This time, Ian was decisive, and the orchid swayed his fingers left and right, chanting words, and reciting all the spells in one go.

The two big elbows drew a circle on their chests, attracting the power of the undead, a puff of yellow smoke spread, and a pale yellow Gang Qi Protector was instantly formed, and the druid protected himself first, and the Gang Qi Shield took on a yellow-green color in the sunlight.

Shout!

Shout!

Two successive streaks of yellow smoke, two burly, heavily armed melee warriors in gold and armor, summoned out......

A melee necromancer, known for his strong armor and extremely high defense.

Two silver-black warriors were tall, wearing gold masks and silver armor, holding machetes in their right hands and large silver shields in their left hands, standing side by side in front of the druids.

'This guy, the defense is solid enough!' Cold Wind muttered.

Ian felt that his defenses were foolproof, and the words came to his lips.

Shout!

Shout!

Shout!

Immediately after, three puffs of green smoke and three ghost-like skeleton shooters appeared out of thin air. The small skeleton was white, less than half a meter tall, and its head was a skull, holding a bright bow and arrow in its hand.

One in front and two behind, arranged in the front, set up an offensive posture.

Three scrawny little skeletons, two tall melee warriors, and a fat dun couldn't be fatter, and I really wanted a shockwave to blow them back to Wolong Old Mountain......

The cold wind did not dare to slack off, the two hands were spread out flatly, the hands were facing up, and the cyan mist on the fingertips of the ten fingers slowly overflowed, and soon two green coiled balls were formed, one each of the left and right hands, and the light cyan wind elements slowly gathered, forming an internal vortex, which flowed rapidly, and the temperature slowly rose.

......

"Finally started fighting, these two people are really grinding, I am so anxious to die......" Su Jinglu was a little impatient.

"Yes, one is the wind system, the other is the undead system, it should be clean and neat!" You Rou smiled, sat next to Xiao Su, and tasted the fresh fruit in small sips.

......

The three little skeletons launched the first round of attacks, and the bows and arrows completed by the ribs accumulated hell energy, meteor rockets, and three scorching fires, breaking in an instant!

The strain reaction of the cold wind was not bad, and he spun sideways, dodged left and right, and dodged.

The scorching rockets passed by, the heat surged, the heat was unbearable, the power of the hellfire was very terrifying, and the heat was also very corrosive.

You come and go, and you start a battle against each other!

Two band impact arrows were on the string, breaking in an instant, one of them hit the middle of the three small skeletons, and the impact of the explosion made the little skeletons gray and dusty. Another wave impact smashed into Ian......

It's a pity that eighty percent of the destructive power was leaked by the shield of the melee samurai, and it didn't cause any damage to Ian, who was protecting his body.

Woohoo!

Woohoo!

At once, five skeleton archers appeared, no different from the previous ones, shaking their heads, and again accumulating hellfire, ready to shoot arrows......

There was no way, he could only induce the true force again, and above his hands, two larger-band energy balls slowly formed, the internal flow turned sharply, and the temperature rose sharply!

Ian sat peacefully in the Protective Body, eyes closed, orchid fingers in his mouth, words in his mouth, ready to summon more skeleton shooters......

Bang!

Bang!

The cold wind preemptively struck, and before the little skeleton could launch the rocket, the band impact was thrown, and there were two explosions in a row!

One of them exploded in the middle of the five small skeletons, the small skeleton's defense was almost zero, four of them turned to ashes, and the other skull was blown up, but before he died, he sent out a rocket that almost hit him.

Another ball of energy smashed into Ian, this time the explosion was more powerful, one of the melee warriors' arms exploded, and Ian was still unscathed and unharmed.

Woohoo!

Woohoo!

Seven small skeletons, all at the same time!

In Ian's vicinity, another melee steel-armored samurai appeared!

Not far away, he could see clearly, Ian's mouth was chanting, and the frequency of chanting spells was getting faster and faster, which meant that there would be more and more small skeletons summoned in the same batch.

If it goes on like this, it's not good, among his primordial infants, the true power is limited, the energy consumption of the undead summoned is very small, and there is no limit to the number of undead creatures summoned.

The hellfire of the little skeleton burns brightly, and all of them are locked onto the target!

Yikes!

Sou!

Qixing Mochizuki's transfer pace, he barely dodged it, in a cold sweat, he accidentally hit an arrow, and set his body on fire, but it was not a joke.

......

Liu Jianmen's floating spirit looked at the scene on the stage, his eyes lit up, and he said to the lark on the side: "Sparrow God, how can I look at the movement footwork of that cold wind, it is a bit like a move in your Hanmen Seven Killing Sword Technique......"

The lark smiled implicitly and responded: "What the floating god said is extremely true, the footwork is indeed very similar to one of the seven killing sword tricks, the Seven Stars Looking at the Moon!"

"It's a little interesting, this kid actually used the Seven Kills Sword Technique, didn't he leave the cold gate very early......" Piaoshen smiled thoughtfully.

......

Shout!

Whoa...

The number of small skeletons has increased to eleven, and they are slowly forming an arc, with the intention of besieging them.

Ian, who is protecting his body, is still engrossed in chanting spells, and the next wave will be thirteen, and he won't be able to blow them up.

The sky was full of fire, flying fire meteors, swept in, and the band energy ball in his hand merged into one and greeted it......

Bang!

There was a loud bang, a miasma of black smoke, and thunder shook the sky!

The Hellfire and Wind Energy gathered together, and the yield of the explosion was quite considerable, even though it exploded in mid-air, it still destroyed more than half of the small skeletons!

'It's so powerful'

He couldn't help but be startled in his heart, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred to him, remembering that in addition to his long-range energy wave attack, he also had a martial art, that is, the half-baked dragon copying hand.

The little skeleton's rocket, although it burns violently, is not very fast in the air, and the Hellfire itself is pure energy, with almost no mass, and it is difficult to accelerate.

Although his dragon copying hand has not been practiced to the point of proficiency, at most he can only make a ball of cotton wool, but it is still possible to stick to the hellfire.

Don't think about it, the dragon is up to it!

All the true power in the primordial infant was sacrificed, the true power was transformed into true qi, and the elements gathered between the two hands!

The palms of the hands are opposite, there is a foot distance between them, gathering wind elements, a piece of black pressure, like a fruit juice with glue, sticky and very sticky, left fork, right fork, inserting back and forth, completely a pair of cotton playing, practiced more than a thousand times, the gesture is ugly, and the action is still very coherent.

......

"Long copying hands, Brother Feng used dragon copying hands, that's right......" Xiao Su shouted excitedly.

Yourou smiled and said, "Your dragon copying hands is like pulling noodles, and it is also a dragon copying hands, how can Brother Feng's movements look like he is playing cotton......

......

The floating god was also a little uncalm, and exclaimed: "What kind of action is this, Sparrow God, do you have this trick in the cold door?"

The lark saw that the clouds were foggy, his eyes were full of confusion, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Three thousand years ago, the Five Elements Sect had a net-building martial art, called 'Dragon Copying Hand', this action is a little interesting, but it doesn't look like it's kneading the net, it's like kneading dough......"

......

It's not autumn, it's a mess, and the cold wind doesn't know what he copied out, anyway, it's slimy, Uri Huala, fluffy and fluffy!

Yikes!

The Flying Fire Meteor swept in, he was not in a hurry, and he was very calm!

I'll pick it up!

I'll pick it up again!

I can still pick it up!

All the flames of hell were collected by his 'black-hearted cotton', and not a single one was left......

The flames were still burning in the slimy cotton wool, the heat could not be dissipated, the temperature rose sharply, and black smoke was rising......

Ian felt that something was wrong, propped himself up, stood up, a little annoyed, and sneered: "I'll see how much you can take, Wild Summon!"

Suddenly, a reddish-brown aura flashed, and fifteen small skeletons were left under the aura, which instantly went berserk, accumulating energy several times faster......

Ian is honest and sinister in his heart, although the wild summoning is only a halo-type destiny, blessing it to the little skeleton with offensive attributes is tantamount to attacking destiny......

Sou!

Whoosh!

The flames of hell are rolling and sweeping over!

Harvest!

I'll take it all!

The cold wind has also become frenzied, I will take as much as you come, and I will eat you......

No matter how many rockets Ian's little skeleton shoots, not one of them is all collected, and after a few rounds, the floc formed by the dragon's hand, I don't know how many rockets have been collected, the energy of the hellfire is accumulating more and more, and the flocculent in Ubraji is burned through red, and the red is purple......

"It's so hot, it's about to burn me......" The cold wind at this time, his hand was like lifting a big iron pot, and the charcoal fire was burning in the pot, so hot that he couldn't hold on anymore, and he was sweating profusely.

Seeing this, Ian became timid in his heart, and gave an order: "Melee samurai, go up and cut him ......"

Click!

The melee warrior raised his broadsword and rushed towards the cold wind......

"Little fat man, give you back ......"

He didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, he threw it to Ian at a fixed point, he didn't care about anything, turned around, and jumped off the Phoenix Terrace......

Rumble!

Boom!

There was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and with a loud bang, the entire Phoenix Square trembled, shaking and shaking, and a small mushroom cloud rose in the sky above the Phoenix Terrace.

In the blink of an eye, the Phoenix Terrace was swept away, empty, leaving only a large black circle.

"Ah, help......"

Ian was blown away and let out a heart-rending scream from high in the air: "I'll be back!"

Such a violent explosion, although Ian has a strong body, the extremely powerful shock wave can't kill him, and it is estimated that within two years, he will not be able to take care of himself......