The zombie blacksmith "banged", and the barbarian's face immediately turned pale again. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Cheng Ziming frowned, and his mind turned sharply. Xin Yue and Cheng Ziming were connected, and they couldn't help but be affected, and their movements were sluggish.

At this stunned moment, the Skeleton Village Chief took the opportunity to hold the soul bead tightly in his hand, made a wave movement, and threw his arm forward violently. Then, the Skeleton Village Chief's arm fell directly from his body and flew straight towards the zombie blacksmith. This bone hand held the soul bead tightly, and the Gu arm was like a white bone arrow, shuttling in the torrential rain, piercing through the barrier of Cheng Ziming and others like lightning, and hitting the zombie blacksmith's chest with a "snap".

The bone arm then cracked, turned into a fine powder, and disappeared under the heavy rain. And when the soul bead hit the zombie blacksmith's chest, it was like a drop of water dissolving into the pool water, and it was sucked into the chest by the zombie blacksmith at once.

The soul bead entered his chest, and the zombie blacksmith suddenly seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and the rolled eyes all became dark green and green, and the yin power consumed by smashing the ground twice in a row was instantly replenished. He cracked his mouth, revealing a mouthful of green teeth, and took a step forward with his arms wide open.

The Yin Force coercion advanced abruptly, and the earth barbarian "swished" back a few steps, his expression extremely nervous.

Xin Yue hurriedly shook the underworld chain, and the black light chain stood up like a long snake, standing up in front of the zombie blacksmith, shaking constantly, issuing a threatening warning. The zombie blacksmith hurriedly stopped, and the two were in a stalemate.

Cheng Ziming leaned sideways, took two steps back in succession, squinted at the zombie blacksmith, and then swept towards the skull village chief.

At this time, the torrential rain became heavier and heavier, and the dark sky seemed to be an endless abyss, pouring endless rain on the earth. The water rushed against the cold and numb body, as if standing under a waterfall.

The rainwater, which did not have time to drain, accumulated more and more on the ground, and the water formed a whirlpool under the blowing of the yin wind. The night pearl in the whirlpool swirled and drifted under the current of the water, making the only faint light in the rainstorm become erratic.

Under the cover of the torrential rain, the skull village chief was hunched and prostrate on the ground, the soul bead on his chest flickered, the wound on the bone arm had long since healed, and a new white bone arm was growing rapidly. He used his hands and feet together, tiptoeing to reach the last soul bead on the ground.

At this moment, a fierce color flashed in Cheng Ziming's eyes, like lightning in the night sky. He waved his arms together and pointed at the Skeleton Village Chief, the spiritual light on his palms shone violently, and two violent winds rushed towards the Skeleton Village Chief like a fierce tiger. What he used was a strong wind technique that consumed a lot of spiritual power.

The skull village chief was short, clinging to the ground to resist the two strong winds, while the bone hand stretched out more quickly towards the soul bead not far away. This soul bead is the source of strength for the ghost, and one more soul bead has one more chance of winning.

The aura on Cheng Ziming's hands continued to shine, and he had obviously tried his best to bring the effect of the strong wind trick to the extreme. The strong wind blows the droplets of the rainstorm horizontally, and even blows the rain that falls on the strong wind obliquely. The two strong winds overlapped and overlapped, forming a wide wind belt, in which there was no heavy rain, no yin wind, only pure and extreme wind spiritual power, roaring towards the fierce enemy.

This kind of spelling is obviously very spiritual power, and it can't last long. Naturally, the Skeleton Village Chief expected this. He slowly adjusted his body against the strong wind, trying to get as close to the ground as possible. Skeletons are originally skeletons, with no muscles, no skin, and no hair, so they are naturally not easily blown by the wind.

No matter how violent the wind was, it only blew through the gaps in the bones, and it couldn't blow the skeleton village chief who was left with only a skeleton.

Under the pure wind spiritual power, the Skeleton Village Chief still had some strength left. Against the strong wind, he slowly crawled close to the soul bead, and swept the last soul bead in the Cold Spring Pavilion into his arms quickly, the ghost fire in the skeleton's eye socket burned excitedly, and the skeleton's mouth cracked strangely, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying.

The spiritual light on Cheng Ziming's hands continued to shine, the violent wind continued to flow, without the slightest tendency to weaken, and in the wide wind belt, the pure wind spiritual power roared and galloped. But he knew in his heart that the spiritual power in his body was about to be exhausted.

The barbarian bystander Qing, after a little estimation in his heart, knew that Cheng Ziming would not last long. He was very puzzled, why Cheng Ziming used such a thankless tactic? Although Cheng Ziming seemed to have the upper hand, in fact he was about to be defeated. The brute wiped the rain from his face, and his heart sank all the way to the bottom.

At this moment, the corners of Cheng Ziming's mouth rose slightly, and the spiritual light in his left hand suddenly went out, and a strong wind disappeared with it. Immediately after that, the spiritual light in his hand flashed again, and a dozen small purple talismans appeared, and the spiritual light on the talisman suddenly lit up, and a majestic thunderbolt suddenly burst out.

In an instant, thunderbolts galloped out, and in the wind belt blown out by the strong wind, the pure wind spiritual power excluded the yin wind and rain, and there was no consumption of yin power in the wind belt, and the power of purple lightning was exerted to the extreme. For a moment, the electric light in the wind belt shone, and the thick arc of electricity emitted a dazzling light, jumping straight towards the skull village chief.

In the blink of an eye, lightning struck in unison, and the skeleton village chief's body was immediately enveloped in a purple electric light. The electric sparks crackled and flashed, and it took a full five breaths for them to fade away. Disappearing with the electric light, there was also the white bone body of the skull village chief. This guy with a skull head didn't even have time to leave a stunned expression, and then he was annihilated in the lightning, and the real soul flew away.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and the barbarian just blinked, only to see a flash of lightning, and the skull village chief was wiped out. His jaw dropped in surprise, and his long mouth was filled with rainwater.

Cheng Ziming has been thinking about this plan for a long time. To deal with powerful ghosts, the most effective thing is the thunder attribute talisman. It's a pity that the sky is raining rain, and the cloudy wind and rain have a great loss of thunder spiritual power. Just now, he used the Purple Thunder Fu to test the knife, but as a result, a few thunderbolts in a row, but only caused insignificant minor damage to the Skeleton Village Chief.

In order to solve this dilemma, Cheng Ziming came up with the idea of using the wind belt as a channel to clear the obstacles for Lei Lingli. Specifically, use the strong wind trick to blow out a wind belt, and the wind belt is naturally filled with pure wind spiritual power, so that when the purple thunder charm is used again, the thunder and lightning shuttle in the wind belt, and without the consumption of yin wind and rain, the thunderbolt can naturally exert its maximum power. As a result, as Cheng Ziming expected, the skull village chief was successfully swept away by the thunderbolt, and his soul was completely scattered.

It's a good method, but it's not cheap. The skull village chief's soul was scattered, and Cheng Ziming also exhausted the spiritual power of his body. The strong wind technique that was exerted with all his strength emptied the last trace of spiritual power in his body. A wave of weakness hit, Cheng Ziming took a few steps back and sat directly on the ground. He took out a top-grade spirit stone from his storage bracelet and busily absorbed the spiritual power in it.

Seeing that Cheng Ziming took out another top-grade spirit stone, the barbarian couldn't help but pout. He was clearly overnosed by this waste. At night when this kind of yin qi prevails, there is not a trace of aura in the air, and once the best spirit stone is exposed to the air, it will slowly melt like ice and snow. The spiritual power in the spirit stone did not have time to be absorbed by the body, so it quickly dissipated into the air, which was a great waste.

Only a local tyrant like Cheng Ziming would do such an extremely ruined thing.

"Loser!" the brute secretly despised in his heart, and at the same time flicked his arm, throwing the rain accumulated in his cuffs to the ground. Before you know it, the rain is getting lighter and the wind is getting weaker. The native man looked at Xin Yue, who was in a stalemate with the zombie blacksmith, and the confidence in his heart became more and more sufficient.

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