Chapter 97 Killing the Ghost Cultivator

The offensive of ten thousand men is extremely fierce!

Under the influence of the sedimentation, facing Tianle, who was the third-level foundation building, without hesitation, chose the fastest way - crushing!

Countless rains of arrows burst into the blood mist without discrimination.

In an instant, the blood mist was shattered and shaking...

Although the effect of blocking divine thoughts is still there, you can vaguely see that Tianle's defense is being cut wildly. While constantly using the defensive magic seal to strengthen itself, the latter absorbs magic power through the Xuanyue Seal, as if he just pauses for a second and will immediately fall into a state where the magic power is exhausted and can never be restored.

"I want to see when you can hold on!"

One thousand mana points were sacrificed every second, and the rain of arrows was constantly covering the blood mist, completely shattering the layers of golden light that Tianle had finally condensed outside his body.

Every time he defeated, Tianle's body trembled, his health value plummeted by more than 300 points, and his body was covered in blood...

"Come again!"

Ten thousand men were full of jokes. Although their mana had quickly dropped below 3,000 points, they still did not stop. While taking out the spirit stone, they continued to sacrifice their mana crazily, and their firepower covered the blood mist.

It lasted for five seconds...

Every time the golden light outside the body was interrupted, a new layer of golden light immediately appeared outside Tianle's body. In conjunction with the saliva of the toad, the evil spirit barrier sucked all the damage firmly, and slowly recovered his health with the help of the recovery magic.

“…It’s quite tenacious.”

The ten thousand men changed slightly.

An ordinary player has at most two or three relatively large defensive magic tricks. Tianle's performance has exceeded his expectations! And it seems that there is still continuous release of energy.

"Die for me!"

His face darkened.

The ghost hand that had accumulated momentum for several seconds appeared in the air again, draining more than a thousand magic power in one breath, and thunder fell from the sky, pressing down hard into the blood mist again.

boom!!

The rich blood mist was compressed by powerful pressure and overflowed around;

Tianle, who was on the edge of the blood mist, appeared and his face was pale;

The only thing that made the ten thousand men uneasy was that in the face of a more fierce and powerful attack, Tianle not only did not show panic, but seemed to have already prepared to throw out a small seal.

boom!!!

Silver Everbright masterpiece.

A silver mountain fell from the sky, protecting Tianle's whole body, and happened to block the ghost hand outside...

at the same time.

A layer of golden light emerged from Tianle's body.

Golden River Seal!

boom!!!

The silver mountain collapsed;

The Jinhe trembled violently, but it did not disappear. It still slowly flowed around its whole body, resisting the fierce attack of ten thousand men.

"..." The scene in front of him made Wanfu's pupils dilate.

Tianle still has some energy to spare!

Oops!

When he realized something was wrong, Tianle took action.

"Four-word Mantra!"

"Replacement!"

"ax!"

Before ten thousand men could turn around.

The most fierce attack fell from the sky.

It was more fierce than Wanfu's offensive. The spell damage of up to 6,000 points made Wanfu's body arch directly into a shrimp. His face turned pale and he retreated violently and counted the influence of "Sinking Seal". Shocking bright red blood flowers sprinkled from the air...

Whoosh!

The robe is automatically without wind, and ten thousand men are speeding and retreating under the powerful inertia, directly pulling the distance to two hundred meters...

This is the strength of the foundation-building monk.

The divine mind attack range is wide and the movement speed is fast. If you want to fight, you can fight and retreat.

Although it was very embarrassing to be forced to retreat here by Tianle, Wanfu still retreated shamefully - he had no choice but to retreat...

"A little capable, you won't be so lucky again after you!"

Wanfu said a word in a stern tone, stood in a distance arrogantly and began to recover his magic power, as if he had recovered his magic power and started again.

"Do you think you'll have another chance?"

Tianle snorted coldly, and a purple light flashed under his feet, speeding up towards the ten thousand men.

The latter showed a sarcastic look on his face.

It's just a pair of speed-up low-level magic boots, which are like cloud mud compared to the speed of the flying sword...

Just as he was slowly urging the flying sword to maintain a distance, the sound of wind and thunder suddenly came from behind.

Two black shadows suddenly rushed in within the range of his divine thoughts. When he realized it, he had no time to change his direction...

"Classic?!"

"There are puppets!!"

"Damn it!"

Wanfu saw clearly the two trajectories running from behind, and his face turned pale.

Fu Bing: The third level of foundation building

Attack 500;

Magic defense 300;

Health value of 20000;

Good at spells: yellow sand cage, creating a cage that is ten meters square, traps the enemy, and surrounding barriers can absorb 4,000 spell damage;

Good at spells: Sandstorm to attend funerals, yellow sand condenses into hands to bind tightly and tightly slam the enemy, causing 1500 spell damage to the enemy;

Good at spells: tornadoes, create a tornado with a diameter of 200 meters, causing 800 points of spell damage per second to enemies within the range, and reducing the movement speed of all enemies within the range by 50%;

Good at spells: earth escape, turning into yellow sand, blending into the desert, and not being investigated by divine thoughts.

Fu Bing used the earth escape method to deceive the eyes of ten thousand men and hid behind him with his clone.

When the ten thousand men reacted, the human-shaped talisman soldiers decisively cast spells:

"seal up!"

A shout stopped.

In the space, above the desert, a piece of rolling yellow sand flowed from all directions, instantly forming a huge yellow sand cage, trapping the ten thousand men in the air.

Take his life while he is sick!

Tianle had no sympathy at all. With a thought, the talisman bandits closed their hands and hit them together:

"Sandstorm funeral!"

In the air.

The giant yellow sand cage quickly turned into a giant hand.

"ah!!!!!"

Wanfu's head and torso were revealed from it, and there was a scarlet red below his waist, and he kept howling pain.

"Tornado!"

Fu Bing poured out all the magic in one breath!

In an instant, wind and sand covered the sky and the sun!

At the same time, Tianle took two quick steps, and Lei Yin speeded up, rushed within 100 meters of Wanfu, and his lips quickly squirmed:

"Break! Axe! Sink! Boat!"

"Replacement!"

"ax!"

Every word is handed down, every word is true!

Above the desert, the golden giant axe reappeared.
To be continued...