Chapter 126 Blast

The elf suddenly attacked, and the jade white hand grabbed it, and three flexible green snakes appeared in the air. Each of the three spiritual snakes is one meter long, flexible and hissing at Wang Fan. The green spirit snake is a highly condensed product of fighting spirit, and its internal force contains powerful energy. The most poisonous thing is that once it is bitten, the whole body will be polluted, and the big and small holes will be sealed.

Although Wang Fan turned his back to the elf, his spirit had already found the elf's movements, but the elf's attack speed was so fast that he could not avoid it at his current speed, and he could only hide in the heart of the space again.

As soon as he entered, Wang Fan came out. He looked coldly at the stunned elf and said, "Since you are in a hurry to die, I will fulfill you!"

"What spell did you use and why did it suddenly disappear? What kind of spell is it?" The elf asked with an angry face. He has been dodged by Wang Fan twice. Originally, he thought it was just invisibility, but now it seems that his breath has completely disappeared and disappeared in this space. This is beyond his understanding.

Wang Fan laughed and said, "You will understand right away."

The elf was surprised and inexplicably, but immediately a warning sign rose in his heart. Then he saw the mysterious teenager in front of him smile strangely, and a mysterious power shrouded him. In an instant, the light in front of him was strange, the space was distorted and changed, his mind was dizzy, and the space lost its direction. The glazed space changed, and he came to a strange place.

At the feet is the fragrance of soil, and dozens of big trees are crowded together, and a house stands in front of them. However, the surrounding space is blurred and full of danger.

A message flashed through his mind and he was stunned and said, "Is this? Space artifact, no, my God, this is a space artifact that can carry life, which is beyond the scope of artifacts. This is something that God can have. How can I be here?"

Suddenly, he saw a figure above his head suddenly appear. The teenager looked down at him with a noble and mysterious voice: "Serve to me or die!"

The elf's face changed and he sneered, "You are delusional!" After saying that, the air gushed under his feet, automatically flew up from the ground, the body rotated around, and the strange green apertures scattered, filling the whole space. This aperture is powerful and flexible, superimposing one by one, which actually imprisons this space.

Wang Fan moved his body and found that he was actually imprisoned. The green aperture was superimposed round and tied him up. The sticky glue is together, which makes him unable to move.

"Drink, die!" When the elves saw that their attack worked, they patted a green corroding big handprint with a ferocious face and bombarded it.

This green corroding big hand is printed, and once it is shot, it makes the whole space fluctuate. The power of the power is surging, and the powerful pressure is covering. Wang Fan was trapped by this green aperture and was about to be bombarded.

However, Wang Fan sneered and frowned. The glazed space walls around him suddenly burst into powerful space fluctuations. This power is like the power of the source. The space shook in one ten thousandth of a second, breaking the shackles of the green aperture in one fell swoop. The next moment, Wang Fan's body shook, and his body turned into a blue thunder and rushed to the elf.

The big green hand is bombarded with the blue thunder. The green light and blue light crackled and made a violent roar. The light was everywhere and the energy exploded. After all, the green light was not as good as the bombardment of the blue thunder. It was penetrated by the blue thunder and lightning from the middle, and the thunderbolt split into the elf.

"Bang!" Poo!"

With two soft sounds, the sharp thorn armor on the elves could not withstand the bombardment of the thunder, and a big hole was pierced. Although the elves have overestimated Wang Fan's strength, they never expected that Wang Fan would be so powerful. He used the art of divine sacrifice and sacrificed the power of his 100 years of vitality, and he could not resist this person's attack.

"It's so powerful! He is obviously only at the second-order level, but why can he emit the power of the fifth-level master? What kind of power is hidden in his body? There was a paste in the elf's mind, leaving only fear.

At this critical moment, the elf finally let go of all his strength and aroused the divine power just now. A mysterious green force blocked Wang Fan's thunder and lightning bombardment. At the same time, the sharp armor trembled and protected his chest.

"Kid, you can't break my magic armor. I have the protection of a great elf god, and you can't defeat me. Kneel at my feet and surrender. I may let you live. Unfortunately, your strength is too low. Even if you have this anti-sky artifact, you can't use it. After you die, I will give full play to its power for you, hahaha!!!"

The elf laughed wantonly, and the cunning light flashed in his eyes. He secretly recited an obscure and long spell, and a sinister and silent power came from his hand and bypassed to Wang Fan.

He sneered in his heart and said, "Well, boy, for you, I can lose a hundred years of life. Don't let me down. This underworld spell is a mysterious spell of shaman witchcraft. It is very powerful. Hey hey. It will make it difficult for you to die.

On the other side, Wang Fan saw that the elf actually resisted his thunder attack. My heart is tight. After hearing his words, he laughed and said, "You elf, don't be too big. Today, I will let you know what it means to be outside the sky and there are people outside."

After saying that, Wang Fan was no longer talky. Raising his arms, his mind mobilized the aura power of the whole space, all of which gathered together and instilled into the magic of the thunder of divine punishment. Suddenly, a blue thunderbolt appeared again. But this time, Wang Fan integrated some spells of Rex and Terence. The power of God's punishment is even stronger.

"Spit!"

The blue lightning appeared in the air very fast, and it had hit him before the elf could react.

The elf was shocked, but then he was not scared, but afraid. The blue thunder and lightning directly penetrated several layers of his protection, smashed his chest, and destroyed his internal organs. A green smoke rose up, and the burnt smell came out.

"Ah--"

The elf screamed, and his voice was full of shock and fear. He fell directly from the air and slammed on the ground. This fall made him feel like nothing. He spit out a big mouthful of blood. This blow seriously injured him. Originally, he was the power of witchcraft sacrificing life. This time, he was defeated by the thunder of divine punishment, and he regained his original strength.

There was a sharp pain in his chest. The elf knew that he was not immune today, and the underworld curse that had been meditated just now suddenly launched.

"If I die, I won't make you live well." The elf thought angrily and his mind moved. The curse of the underworld, launch, gather all my strength, and I curse you. Go to hell!!!"

Wang Fan was about to make more efforts to kill the elf, but he suddenly felt that his body was cool, and a gloomy wind passed through his body, as if to blow out his soul, and a cold touch directly affected his soul. He seemed to see countless ghosts smiling around him. He opened his mouth and shuttled around him. Every time he shuttled, he had to eat his body.

Those ghosts, there are headless zombies, red-eyed skeletons, rotten corpses full of rotten meat maggots, and dead corpses that have been half festerified. Although these ghosts are virtual bodies, every time they fly, they take away part of the heat in Wang Fan's body. In the blink of an eye, Wang Fan's body was cold.

"Hss!"

Wang Fan took a cold breath. This was the first time he had encountered this kind of curse magic. The cold thorn from the body. The weakening vitality. Make him nervous immediately.

The memory of Thor and Terence quickly flowed through his mind, and finally found a way to crack the curse magic. But in a hurry, there is no way to learn it. Now, he has two plans to resist the elves' cursed witchcraft.

First, kill the elves quickly. If there is no caster, the spell will weaken and disappear.

Second, use a magic, which is called the praise of life. You can sacrifice part of your potential to eliminate the curse of your body. However, sacrificing potential is not a joke. Not to mention that after using this spell, it will fall into a weak state. Even if his life potential is sacrificed, Wang Fan can't accept it.

Therefore, he must choose the first one.

Strongly holding the body corroded by the yin wind, Wang Fan stepped over, came to the elf in one fell swoop, and punched out. In this fist, he hit the fighting spirit of his whole body and converged into a golden golden fist, which was unparalleled. There is thunder and lightning on it.

"Death!!!" Wang Fan shouted.

The elf originally saw that his attack worked. Wang Fan was cursed and weakened his life. He was about to be killed by his own spell, but he immediately saw Wang Fan in the air step out, crossed the space, came to himself, and hit a fatal attack.

The elf turned pale and roared, "How dare you kill me! Kill me, and I will become a ghost to haunt you. Don't die."

Wang Fan was unmoved at all. He still punched the elf's chest wound with a sneer.

The fighting spirit destroyed his body, which made the elves lose their combat effectiveness in an instant. However, Wang Fan's mind moved, but he did not kill him completely. Instead, he grabbed the elf's neck in one fell swoop, lifted him from the ground, grabbed his neck and strangled him. The elf is like a rag doll, lifted in the air by Wang Fan. But I can't move. His body was completely imprisoned by Wang Fan.

"Remove the curse on me!" Wang Fan gave a cold order.

The elf's eyes are bulging, blood is thick, his face is red, and his breath is uneven. He just struggled and let out a "hehe" gasp in his mouth. As if to say something.

Wang Fan threw him to the ground, stepped on his chest with his left foot, and shouted, "I'll give you two choices, either die, or erase the curse on me. I will consider making you my dog."