Chapter 168 Candle Dragon

Nearly half of the people were killed by Zhu Rongli's sudden injury, and the whole formation collapsed in an instant. In troubled times, his heart was cold. He was indeed a master of the witch realm, and he was not the power of their group of witch realms at all.

Yue narrowed her eyes and looked at Zhu Rongli coldly. Her fingers couldn't help touching the long knife around her waist. He was indifferent to the death of several blood-killing players and came out to pay it back sooner or later.

After breaking the formation with one move, Zhu Rongli gasped and her face was full of ferociousness. If it hadn't been for a few high-level bone charms given by the elders, he would have been blown into mud like the warriors behind him. If he didn't see those demons in the baby period, he would have been besieged and killed by some players below their level because they didn't have enough magic weapons.

"You are all going to die." Zhu Rongli walked out step by step, and every step fell to the ground, causing a major earthquake. His flesh and blood were blurred, and half of his cheeks were smashed by bone charms. He looked ferocious and terrible. Most of his armor was broken, and white bones were exposed in many places, which was unbearable.

As Zhu Rongli moved forward, all players slowly retreated. Although Zhu Rongli is seriously injured now, it is no effort to deal with hundreds of witch players.

"Let's go together and kill him, otherwise no one can escape." The bloody night moon roared, drew a knife and rushed out, and a bloody light went towards Zhu Rongli.

"Up." In troubled times, he roared fiercely, took off a long-handled tomahawk from behind, and rushed up with the blood killing Yeyue.

The rest of the people followed the two bravely and cast their spell skills desperately. They all know in their hearts that there is still a chance to fight hard. If they escape scatteredly, they can only die faster.

Zhu Rongli's ferocious face showed a bloody smile. He licked his lips and roared. Suddenly, there was a thin spear in his hand. He picked forward in one hand and jingled, just collided with the blood knife that killed Yeyue. The blood killing night moon only felt the blood knife vibrating violently, and a strong force went crazy along the blood knife. In the middle of the hand, he hummed, and a stream of blood spewed out of his mouth. The blood knife flew out, his hands cracked in the tiger's mouth, and a large area of blood spilled out.

Zhu Rongli's spear is not made of bone, but made of real ore. It is also thought that even demons use the method of refining weapons and use various materials to refine magic weapons. How can the witches not use them? The difference is that bone weapons are simple and easy to obtain, and small tribes do not have the ability to refine suitable weapons.

Every time Zhu Rongli waved her spear, a player was killed or injured, and people kept flying backwards. There were fewer and fewer people standing on the field, and her eyes became more and more red in troubled years.

"Ah, I'll fight with you." Finally, in the troubled years, he couldn't help roaring and shaking his body into a purple magic cow more than three feet tall.

Although the purple demon cow that has changed in troubled times is not as shocking as the Purple Devil, its murderous spirit also surprised Chang Heng. Especially with his transformation, several remaining bull players transformed together. Five or six purple magic cows stared at Zhu Rongli at the same time and roared, and suddenly two purple rays suddenly shot out of their eyes.

The racial spell of the purple magic cow, the eyes of purple light, has extremely lethality and penetration power. Zhu Rongli was caught off guard and was hit by these purple light. With a scream, there were several more transparent holes on his body, especially a purple light that just hit the spear in his hand. Silently, a hole with a finger thickness appeared on the spear.

"What a strong attack." Chang Heng felt awe of his heart and looked at them in fear. Last time, the Purple Devil also used the eyes of purple light, but with the strength of the Purple Devil, any spell power can not be underestimated, and Chang Heng did not pay attention to it. Now I see that this Purple Light eyes are indeed worthy of the magic power of the Purple Magic Ox. No wonder it has cost so much money to get the blood of the Purple Magic Ox in troubled years.

This time, Zhu Rongli was very injured. These rays not only seriously injured him, but also had a special force on it to prevent the wound from compounding. Blood arrows spewed out one after another. Zhu Rongli tried to use witch power to suppress the wound several times, but failed. At this time, Zhu Rongli was really panicked. If he did this again, he would really die here. Thinking of this, Zhu Rongli hesitated and wanted to escape, but she couldn't wipe her face away.

Zhu Rongli's hesitation was immediately grasped by the blood killing Yeyue. He looked up to the sky and made a cry, turning into a cyan roc, which shook up. The hill-like roc rushed down in the air. With just one claw, he grabbed a nearby mountain and exploded.

At the most critical moment, everyone began to work hard. The demon players all changed their original shape and used their strongest spells, and some even sprayed the inner elixir directly. The witch players punched out the last bone charm in their pockets, and the raindrops of bone charms covered Zhu Rongli. All kinds of light rose one after another, drowning Zhu Rongli in it.

Finally, Zhu Rongli couldn't help sweeping with a spear, blocking all the attacks, kicking his legs on the ground, rushing to the sky and turning around and leaving. As long as you return to the tribe and transfer a team of soldiers at will, you can kill all these people. There is no need to fight here. Zhu Rongli gritted her teeth and thought, and flew desperately to the distance.

"Stop him." The troubled years are a little flustered. If you really want Zhu Rongli to leave, this loss will be in vain. If there is no corresponding gain as compensation for the loss of so many members at one time, his status in the Tiandao League will definitely decline in the future.

"Oh!"

With a long roar, the big roc turned into a bloody night moon rushed down, and the sharp claws flashed cold light, bigger than Zhu Rongli's head, bringing a touch of wind in the air, and almost instantly came to the top of Zhu Rongli's head.

"Get out of here." Zhu Rongli's spear crossed, and with a sonorous sound, the blood-killing Yeyue's claws grabbed the spear fiercely. Sparks splashed everywhere, and the blood-killing Yeyue shook her whole body and couldn't help flying backwards. Zhu Rongli was blocked by this, slowing down and surrounded by the players who caught up.

The light flashed in the eyes of the blood-killing moon shadow. She quickly pinched a seal with her hands and recited the spell in a low voice. A wonderful force came from the void and acted on Zhu Rongli. Feeling this power, Zhu Rongli's face immediately changed greatly.

"Candle Dragon."

Among the twelve witch clans, the Candle Dragon is the most strange, and the talent magic power is time. The magic power of time is second only to the unpredictable fate, which is extremely difficult to control. Except for the Candle Dragon clan, who is born with this magic power, if other 11 ethnic groups want to interfere with time, they must wait until their strength reaches a certain level before it is possible.

The trick of killing Yueying is to slow down the time, which makes Zhu Rongli's time around him a little slower than normal time. Correspondingly, Zhu Rongli's action is also slower than them. However, this move consumes witch power and the range is too small. Until now, the blood killing moon shadow will have a chance to use it, and one blow will be hit.

was shrouded in the magic power of time slowing down, and a look of fear appeared on Zhu Rongli's face. The passage of time is slower than others, which means that others attack him twice or three times before he can attack once, and the gap between the two sides widens.

"Kill." The remaining dozen blood-killing alliance players shouted together, and all kinds of magic power were played out. In an instant, they were as brilliant as fireworks, drowning Zhu Rongli.

"Ah, you forced me, you forced me." Under the slowdown of time, Zhu Rongli moved slowly and couldn't stop all kinds of attacks. With a roar, a layer of red light suddenly sprouted on her body.

As soon as this layer of red light came out, the blood killing moon shadow spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and he shouted in a delicate voice: "Regress quickly, he wants to blow himself up."