The strong wind blew through the barrier, cut off the air, making a harsh whine, and the sound of blowing through the air endlessly. Just wipe the skin, the bleeding can be reduced. No matter how careful Ish is, his clothes cannot be spared from opening his mouth, but something makes him more worried than worrying about damage to his clothes. Elaine (ee), who should have been with Pandy, did not intervene or leave here, establish defenses in the field of spider webs and watch them fight. In the battle, no one cares about the position of moving, and inevitably suffers

The danger. It doesn't matter. Eli is absolutely capable of protecting himself, but what makes Isius even more worried is where Pandy is? But now is not the time to allow thinking. The space in the spider web enchantment is painted light blue, which is the masterpiece of the mourner's activation of particles. Joshua's birth reduced the previously terrible concentration of particles. Even if they are reactivated, they will not fall into blindness. But particles are particles, and they will eventually be manipulated by the reporting program, and no one can guarantee that the reporting program will not do anything to these particles. Therefore, Isius

Shi opened his barrier, suppressed the spread of particles, and reported to the mourners so that he and Sar could end. It was only Ishtus who felt that Sagar was surpassing the problem of ending bereavement today. Before the enchantment was fully opened, Sager rushed out first. By the time Ischius began enchanting, Sager had joined the aster funeral hall. He had no room for intervention. His sword was fierce, he just wanted to kill the bereavement master, and the current stimulated by the sword energy hit the barrier violently, causing waves.

The bereavement master gave up without hesitation and collected elements carrying strong winds, forming countless wind leaves. The leaves circled over the head, fell, and suddenly began a green rain. Sar stopped attacking, raised his sword, then quickly circled and jumped. I saw that the rainwater of the waterfall was all circled, twisted and broken, and the wind leaves were spread into the elements again and returned to the air. After the shower stopped, the funeral was reported to have escaped from the battle with Sar, jumped up, and hit the staff heavily on the ground.

Prosperity! The wand and the ground made a crisp sound, the strong wind stopped, and the fluorescent blue that covered the space became brighter. The mourning master turned around and turned around. Prosperity! The second sound was very crisp, and the blurred shadow filled the entire scene. Prosperity! When he knocked on the door again, the characters became clear, and the desolate soul looked up at the blue sky, pale and terrifying, as if the dead army was coming again. Ah. Haha. Hehehehehahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... The mourning master kept slamming hard while spinning, and laughter fucked from him

As's lips emanated, proud and crazy, and it seemed that he was the master of the undead. The invaders published war books, and the bonus was in their hands. "Sar!" Seeing that something was wrong, Isi immediately rushed to Sar and established several legal camps between the two people to fight back at any time. Sar stared at the wild spirit of the dead owner, and his keen blue eyes stared at them as if they wanted to cut them to death with fragments. He raised his lips and said angrily, "Compared with Master Dragon, the wild spirit is even more born.

I think it's troublesome. The main thing is that "the wasted soul is the reproduction of a piece of memory of a person, and the bereavement is a combination of these memories. When a bereavement becomes a bereavement master, they have physical and spiritual wisdom and at the same time inherit the skills of remembering the master. In other words, if the initial memory is God's support, the asterist will inherit some racial skills, which could explain why the asterist chooses a person as a weapon and has extraordinary skills. This situation goes beyond the time when

可以正号. Yites studied and judged that he needed to redesign his combat strategy. He turned his head to reach a consensus in the shortest time, but found that Sar was reluctant to communicate. Sar had beautiful eyes, and just staring was enough to seduce the soul. However, at this time, those eyes were filled with anger, eyes of war and murder, and were on the verge of madness. What made him so angry? The problem was not solved, and Sagar did not give him a chance, but directly issued an order, "I must kill the bereavement master."

Whispering, their allocation in the battle seemed to have been completed. I saw Sag enter the bereavement team. An invisible force centered on him exploded outward. The ghosts around him were affected and turned into a splashing fluorescent blue light beam. Nasagar couldn't help but sigh and had to raise his cane and direct the elements to run, and then saw countless runes glittering in the air, weaving, and combining together to form a vast array. After completion, he hit the battlefield with various elements, the inculcated elements.

Heart, the French camp quickly stretched out, and then suddenly disappeared. The next moment, orange and yellow thunder thunder thundered from the sky, bringing out a blue dust. The high energy of lightning shocked the air, the temperature rose sharply, and the burning smell filled the entire space. The lightning swept the army of the desolate souls halfway through Thailand. Itus continued to work hard, commanded the scattered thunder, spreading a huge electricity on the ground, and Reis drifted intently. The electricity crawled into the human body, causing a paralysis, and the remaining waste souls were nailed to the proper position. Yisi        

To the toes, traveling back and forth between the abandoned souls, sweeping his cane, and the blue light flew through the sky. The battle between sar and bereavement continued. They did not know when they left the ground. They repeatedly moved back and forth between the eaves, between the walls and mid-air, and supported each action with precise leverage and ability. Almost violated the law of gravity. On the road of movement, sometimes a ghost gushed out of him, trying to disturb sar, dragging him into their memory. Regarding these disturbances, Sar deafed, swept his long legs, and then took them again

Sweep back to the particles. Report the building of the mourner above Sager, let go of his hands and feet, flip back, and then grab the protrusions on the wall, bully Sager with extremely high accuracy, draw a knife from the side of his legs, and greet Sager..s, the knife brushed Sager's neck and fell into the wall, carrying some blood. Sager's eyes did not blink, and his waist fell violently. He bent his knees and hit his abdomen. At the moment of the suffering and distraction of the mourner, he grabbed the knife, turned around, and pressed the lost mourner under himself.

After he finished speaking, he ruthlessly smashed the knife on the waist of the mourner. The bereavement screamed, and blood flowed out along the blade. He struggled constantly, twisted his body, trying to get rid of the captives, but how could it be so simple? It was like a snake staring at a frog, ready to give a fatal blow to the prey. "Do you want to die? Do you want to cut off your neck? Or hold your heart with a knife? Do you want to die? Or do I want to slow down a little?" "I... no..." My throat was bleeding, my mouth was overflowing, and even the words seemed to be

In your mouth, the owner of the funeral home wanted to say that he didn't want to die, but Sar deliberately misunderstood him. "Oh? Is there no way to die? It's up to me." Sar took the knife and sent it to the neck of the mourner, but the mourner suddenly stopped struggling and sprayed some blood on Gole's face, followed by a spell that knocked him down. Sar hummed, hooked to the support point of the building, twisted, landing gently and silently on the ground, his blood with white hair, flowing down his handsome face.

"Problem, defeat him." Sagg wiped his face and shook the blood away. "It's over." "I've been waiting for a long time." I could only wait on the ground. Yisi responded immediately. He held the employee with both hands and clicked on the ground with the soles of the employee's feet. The magic circle buried underground woke up instantly, and the blue light overflowed. Swhoo, swooping, swooping! A row of strong water columns gushed out of the array, like a fountain spraying from the ground. The thunder that originally lingers on the surface followed the water column and circled around the water column to form a spiral.

The shape. Water splashed out, and the whole part was filled with thick water vapor. The electricity made the air boil and smell. The mourners were still hanging on the wall, and although they collapsed, there was no sign of falling. There was no warning, and the water column suddenly broke, accompanied by wind, thunder and icicles. The sky seemed to have hail, lightning and rain at the same time. The mourners were concentrated by the showers and could no longer support his body and fell. The rain stopped. I saw Sar kill the funeral on the ground, holding his sword on his neck, and sending him on his way at any time.
Chapter completed!