Chapter 422: Wings of Flame

Above the fierce ghost, it is a ghost pawn!

The list of hundreds of ghosts and gods really enters the category of big killers. So far, I also took a breath. The series of vigorous tactics just now is not to attack, but not to attack. Only by using Alexandre Dumas and a group of dead servants to entangle Don Quixon steadily, now he finally broke through the fog and saw the sun open. I don't know what the ghost is like, but looking at the new "ghost fork" shape, I can feel its strong oppression and lethality. Such a powerful legendary magic also has an urgent need for the quality of the magician himself and the "media" to cast the spell. If it weren't for the crimson weapon ghost claws that were integrated on the hands, it would be an excellent weapon to spread to the dark magic. I think the general magic wand was either broken or greatly reduced, right?

Advanced magic is powerful, but it also requires senior media to fully implement it.

At this moment, the ghost pawn and the ghost fork appeared, and the sky was immediately cloudy. On the battlefield with a radius of dozens of meters, one side is a holy and sacred white flame, and the other side is a thick and powerful black flame ghost cloud. This is a complete battle between light and darkness, but as the light side is oppressed in a quarter of the corner.

Don Quixon felt the great pressure from the enemy and couldn't help calming down and shouting.

The sacred ruling gun in his hand is an upgradeable purple gold weapon. Upgrading to the top is the best scarlet weapon, and its power is naturally unstoppable. With a gentle clip of the sword dragon beast on his legs, the huge sword dragon beast's hoofs began to move, his arms began to rotate quickly, and the white flame on his body kept turning!

Don Quixcothe shouted in his heart, "No, no, we have to be stronger, stronger!"

The flame on his body unexpectedly rose again, Don Quixote's bones also made a crackling sound, and the white flame of GOD on the periphery of his body gradually showed dim signs. His whole body was like a god of war, and his mighty and rage made people palpitate.

Roar! ～～

The Judge of the Wings of Flame!

Boom! ～～

One shot! There is no return, a forward-looking shot, a shot that can suck people's souls in!

slow! The first feeling to the naked eye tells you that it is very slow, but the shape is slow and fast, as if it has deliberately slowed down countless times. In fact, it only shuttled dozens of meters of space to connect with the enemy's short soldiers in the blink of an eye. It is extremely fast. It is power. The heavy force is squeezing everything around it. At this time, the two people are no one!

Extremely fast - slow!

At this time, Don Quixcote seemed to be wearing a pair of light wings, and the dazzling light burst out, and the pressure was as strong and panic. The audience outside the venue suddenly found that Don Quix's movement had also become slower, which smelled like gravity space. The voice of all the players who have just been optimistic or cheering for the Nether Demon Emperor has also been lower. Maybe they are surprised, and they are more worried about the Nether Demon Emperor.

On one side of the stands, the hands of the three people, Qingshui Qingtong, A Chinese Ghost Story and Qingqing Apple, unconsciously, were tightly entangled, and they stared at the front without blinking. Everyone held their breath and dared not miss the shocking collision picture.

"Hu~"

I spit out a turbid breath, as if to force this powerful pressure out of my body.

All the magic in the magic sea, and all the spiritual power in the spiritual sea are compressed to the end. Although the ghost pawn • ghost fork is powerful, the legendary magic belonging to the fourth level makes me, a third-level 75 necromancer, a little reluctant to perform. If it hadn't been for my attributes and equipment better than other players, I'm afraid I would have been devoured by this magic.

There was a grin at the corners of his mouth, as if he was a little disdainful, "The Knight of Light... does have a set. But... let's stop here." As soon as he said this, Don Quixter frowned uncontrollably, and his belief that he would win was a little shaken. If this is said by someone else, he will only regard him as a dead duck, but his opponent is the Nether Demon Emperor. No one dares to despise him when he says this. While thinking about it, a sound of spiritual thoughts came to my ears...

"Bloody killing • Open!"

There was a muffled sound, and the space with the Nether Demon Emperor as the center was covered by a faint layer of blood-red light. The pressure of his hands moved leisurely, and the ghost spear "slowly" came out of his hand, bringing out a long black flame red electric tail, and the comet was dazzling like a starry sky. It's also weird slow, fast to the extreme slow!

Don Quixcothe's eyes suddenly contracted, and the strong pressure reversed in an instant, like a strong wind blowing face, so that his skin began to tremble layer by layer, and his light wings couldn't help flashing back... He felt that he couldn't control his body, as if the space suddenly turned into a jelly.

The urgency outside the field, such as Lvling, Chenguan, Indian butcher, GOD and others have also changed color one after another. Is it the power of the field? It's only the third level now!

They are confused and surprised, but the engagement in the field is only in an instant!

Dang!

A hard block, the whole stadium is shaking! Since the energy collision compressed to the extreme did not produce half a little Mars, the unpretentious blow rebounded like an electric shock immediately.

Don Quixir's hands trembled, and a noisy ghost roar sounded in the ghost spear.

"Ah! Come again!" Don Quix't's face was twisted, he shouted, and he was strong again. Two shots, three shots... One shot is heavier than one shot, and one shot is slower than one shot. Don Quicote has a bad feeling.

After the fifth shot, he found that his hands had almost no feeling, and the flame wings on his body were trembling. Even the sword dragon beast under him had stars on his head, shaking his huge body and trembling. In the confrontation of five guns, each shot has a damage value of nearly a thousand. If he hadn't been connected to the blood of the pet sword dragon beast, he would have died under this ghost fork.

"You can't shake it, flash!"

As a regular guest in the WCG finals, Don Quixcote's idea was completed in an instant. The reason why he chose to integrate this light sword and dragon beast as his mount is only one of the most important characteristics related to the strength of the sword and dragon beast itself. Another most important feature is that he has never shown people's life-saving secret skill, a special skill belonging to the light sword and dragon beast - flash!

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But at this time, he suddenly found that the moment the five shots were finished, a vacuum field was formed around him, which was no longer moving! In other words, this blood-red field has completely controlled his next move... Instant flash can't be used!

"Oh!" The fierce ghost pawn in front of him, the ghost spear, with a sad cry, stirred up a whirlpool of death and rushed to attack Don Quixe again! This is a completely different effect from that of soldiers, the battle of energy.

Boom～～～

Like a black flame fierce dragon rushing over, Don Quixote on the ground did not stop, although he was sweating, a roar from his soul, and the light wings trembled one after another, fighting for the last blow with his pets.