Spiritualist

Chapter 627: Losing Ling exaggerates

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Not only are the stones swarming, but there is also a five-zhang phoenix condensed by the energy of the water system, opening its mouth to make the sound of phoenix, braving the thunder, and flying out like wind and electricity.

The wings flapped fiercely, and it was a mad beating against everyone!

In an instant, I was stunned by the two spells that I suddenly activated.

Because the combat power level of these two spells has reached the realm of the Intermediate Principles. This is mainly because I drew a lot of energy from the White Skeleton Dharma tools, regardless of the consumption. I can kill you too!

In the world of wizards, you have to say, "I used energy to pile you to death."

The meaning is the same anyway.

Du Si originally thought that I was in a state of poor skills, so he somewhat underestimated the enemy. What he could not expect was that my counterattack was so sharp and high-speed. When he reacted, the horrible attack had already come before his eyes.

This man was taken aback, and it was too late to recall a crowd of flying knives to stop him. He raised several layers of yin energy masks. At the same time, countless knives waved from his backhand to slam forward.

"Boom, click, click, click, pang!"

Countless kinds of sounds sounded, one by one flame light group exploded, and then a miserable cry, all of them were blown out like a cannonball, and suddenly collapsed a half-dilapidated building, and the bricks and rubble fell to cover it. .

The energy phoenix collapsed, the head-big stones fell to the ground, and the energy of the two spells was exhausted.

"Huh!"

I panted and sat on the ground at once, and then fell to the ground with Ma Mian Faxiang, crushing a lot of big rocks.

Xihai Dragon King and Cui Panguan were protected from left and right, but the black flying knives flew back collectively, whirling and buzzing over the covered sky of their masters to protect them.

From the perspective of the scene, it can be regarded as a loss for both sides.

But the state I showed to a group of ghost kings is actually the'end of the crossbow', it seems that as long as they all add a little bit of strength, I will be completely defeated.

The battle situation on the side of the law formation was extremely fierce, but the seven ghost kings standing on the head of the giant wolf collectively looked at this side, and even the high-level captain masters of the Yin Army Legion were also looking at this side.

It seems that they are extremely concerned about the situation here.

I saw the shock in the eyes of the seven ghost kings, because he

We didn't expect that I would be so embarrassed that I would fight Du Shi. It can be said that I have repeatedly refreshed their impression and perception of the tower-casting mage.

Standing on the head of the wolf, Wangjun Ghost King suddenly raised his hand, and then many Yin Soldier captains issued orders.

King Wangjun put down his arm and stared at this side only, even a group of Yin soldiers looked at this side.

The attack time is not short, the legion also needs to rest, and the arrow consumption is too large, the rear supply is working to replenish the arrows for the archers, and the ordinary Yin soldiers are also working and recovering their energy.

The white cylinder method tool retracts to its normal size, the cow coax sits cross-legged on the spot, closes the eyes and adjusts the breath, and the round bowl moves in the same way.

Jiang Qiba and Jinlingzi consume less, so they just protect the Dharma for their partners.

The scene is delicate, at a delicate balance.

I sat there and took a big breath, then took out the remaining red dot hair cake, threw it into my mouth and swallowed whatever I didn't care about, and took several breath-returning pills.

The consumption is too large, that is, the white skull magic equipment is supporting it, otherwise, the flame boiling forbidden technique has long been broken, fortunately the energy supply is safe, so I can still maintain the state of forbidden technique blessing.

Looked at the phone secretly, blackjack thirty-eight.

"It’s only twenty-two minutes before blackjack. Every minute of delay is a hard-won victory. We must act well in this scene. If the other party discovers our attempt to reach blackjack, then But it's a bad dish. Some ghost officials in the Yinsi Planning Department, dare not to remind King Wang of them?"

I am a little nervous, I just hope that the ghosts who value our side will be more upset, and don't let others spoil me.

Time goes by every second, I feel too slow.

I usually complain that time is passing fast and that time is not enough, but at this moment, I hope that more than 20 minutes will be fleeting, and the sooner it is consumed, the better!

Time is really the most tormenting thing in the world!

"Peng, Peng."

A large pile of sand and stones was violently knocked over, and a figure bounced out from under the ruins, it was the ghost king Dusi.

He is holding a long knife, covered in sand and embarrassed, his eyes are full of undisguised killing intent, black smoke is all over his body, and there are seven or eight fist-sized holes in his body.

Long, absorbing Yin Qi is slowly repairing.

Seeing this moment, I smiled with satisfaction.

He unexpectedly gave him two ruthless moves, and it really worked, and the blow was very heavy. This kind of injury is bound to affect Du Si's next performance.

Du Si's eyes are comparable to the most poisonous snake in the world, exuding endless cruelty and bloodthirsty, staring at me four to five hundred meters apart, like a jackal preparing to hunt small animals!

But he didn't move, but sat down all of a sudden, with a horizontal knife on his knees, and healed his injuries. However, his eyes were not closed and he stared at me fiercely. The meaning was clear: he adjusted his breath, and immediately dismantled me. Piece!

I was sitting there, feeling that the internal injuries were controlled by the power of the red dot hair cake and the pill. While breathing a sigh of relief, I secretly sneered: "Do you still want to get rid of me? Grandson, you are waiting. , Once the monster appears, it will swallow you immediately!"

The heart is ruthless, but it won't show up on the face. Instead, it meets the opponent's eyes and releases a mocking smile.

"Your Excellency Dusi, aren't you the ghost king? The ghost king with the most waste material in history is you, right? Throughout history, any ghost king was beaten like a grandson by the mid-casting mage? You are the only grandson? Hahaha, You are worthy of your name in history!"

I have almost adjusted my breath, but I have just entered the state of adjusting my breath. I want to involve him in the pace of recovery, ridicule is necessary.

If so, I sent a passage without mercy, which was extremely lethal.

A joke, I have firmly tied it to the pillar of shame in history. If he can keep his anger, then I have to say, "I want to get it."

Actually, this is an exaggeration. Even if I haven't heard of it, I know that there are many capable people in the world, and there will be many glorious leapfrogs, but I just exaggerated it deliberately, and the purpose is to get angry enough. .

"you… !"

Du Si was shocked, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells. I was almost mad at me, but I was stunned to hold back the breath, and simply closed his eyes, smoothing away the breath that was about to run out of control.

"It's a pity."

I'm sorry that I didn't turn all into a madness, but my mouth can't be idle.

I don’t dare to be distracted. It’s a good time for me to laugh at him unscrupulously, and I can slow down his recovery. Why not

(End of this chapter)