Chapter 72 Make every effort

Chapter 72 Do it with all your strength

The flowers of gorgeous elements bloomed on the demon leader, and the loud sound of the big bow string sounded like a musical instrument, black and pressed pieces of iron.

Although the scene is spectacular, it is as weak as tickling for the magic wound. The ferocious face still shows a sarcastic smile. The elemental attack only disappears at a distance of one meter away from the magic wound, without any damage to the magic wound.

Most of the black arrows were pierced on the monster's body, banging, but judging from the monster's expression, there were a few arrows, and even scratching was a little unsuffied.

The demon leader suspended in the air and looked at Li Qingcang provocatively. Li Qingcang was not moved at all, but stared at the demon leader.

Without warning, in the eyes of the two strong men, the sound of depression sounded, with sadness and hatred. A black breath suddenly floated out. This black breath was not emitted by Li Qingcang. Compared with Li Qingcang's deep black, this breath was more evil and disgusting, as if it had gathered the sky. It was born from the filth.

As the sound slowly increased, the black breath suddenly condensed together. A faint black twisted skull floated in the air, buzzing. As the sound suddenly rose to the top, the slowly fluttering black twisted skull suddenly disappeared, and the next moment it appeared on the head of the magic wound.

For such a strange attack, the magic wound still did not dodge. Instead, it was more interested in such an attack. He also stretched out his dark arm and touched it. Of course, there is a reason why the magic wound dares to do so. This strange black twisted skull breath is not very powerful. To be precise, it is still a little weak, and As for the resistance of the magic wound to dark energy, the magic wound will not realize how much damage the dark energy emitted by human beings can cause to themselves.

What the magic wound didn't notice is that the expression of Hong Jianjun, the protagonist who sings the spell, would not be so calm if he could pay a little attention to it.

In the face of the dodged demon leader, Hong Jianjun, whose face was pale without a trace of blood, cracked the corners of his mouth, showed a smile, and said softly, "The curse of life: the pain deepens!"

Two scarlet lights suddenly flashed in the two dark holes of the twisted skull and shot into the body of the demon leader. The magic wound was stunned and did not feel any discomfort, but the next moment the magic wound flew up and down like a frightened bird, which was like a tickling arrow at this moment. Unexpectedly, the pain was like a needle. The strange roar roared in the air, and the black shadow flew out and flashed the rain of arrows.

This is Hong Jianjun's profession, the curse warlock. The attack power is not very powerful, but it is particularly strange, and the effect is also very significant. However, this curse must pay a considerable price according to the opponent's level. From Hong Jianjun's sudden pale face, you can see the strength of the monster from the side.

A group of people who noticed Hong Jianjun's expression hurriedly attacked the monster faster. Everyone found that the magic wound could naturally find that the moment's careless intention actually suffered so much, which was absolutely unforgivable for the innate pride.

The bat wings unfolded like a tight string, and the arrow suddenly flew in the direction of Hong Jianjun, but will a group of strong people make the magic sad? Obviously, it is impossible. A bright red sword light suddenly flew out of the black shadow, directly forcing the sprinting monster to cut off the action. The arrow-like attack power can give him so much pain. If he is hit by such a red-meter-long sword light, the consequences will be unimaginable.

It's just that everything is far from over. An ice crystal spear suddenly penetrated, and the fragments suddenly turned into fragments on the edge of the demon leader flew over. Even at the speed of the demon leader, it was inevitably stabbed several times. The attack power of the second-level evolutionist ice slag was only higher than that of the arrow. Yue Feixian had been He struggled in the attack and gave the monster a blow.

Crying, the magic wound screamed and became angry again. The bat wings roared, and the strong wind directly blew the debris away. As soon as the black body moved, it was ready to get out of the siege, but a blood-red vine did not know when it suddenly climbed from directly below on the black leg of the magic wound. The inverted thorn on the vine was bulleted and pricked. Blood stains overflowed on the skin of the demon leader, and this time it really plunged into the skin of the demon leader.

This attack made the magic wound tremble and almost couldn't fly. This kind of pain is a little more painful than the sudden cramps of a person's feet, but after all, the magic wound is not an ordinary monster. With severe pain, it waved a trident to cut the vines.

The bat wings shook and were about to fly. The broken vines suddenly sent out small vines and wrapped them up to deal with the flying monster. If it can't limit its range of movement, it will be difficult to fight.

The poor magic injury has not yet had a good time, and even his strength has not been exerted, which is a miserable beating.

There are more and more bloody vines, and the magic wounds that are limited to the air can't struggle. They are fixed in the air. The archers who were still attacking remotely suddenly stopped the attack in their hands. This is not a victory. Of course, it is not a good shot, but a second-level evolution of superman makes a big move.

Ling Xuan's enchanting figure held a red long sword, gathering a fierce sword spirit, and the floating fiery red suddenly gathered together. The huge hands of the fire god rising behind Rong Xuan raised high, and a super-large fireball rose up.

The war maniac is also worthy of the leader of the base. The strong and terrible breath emanates from all over the body, and the ground seems to tremble in this breath. This is the special ability of the war maniac, the fighting spirit.

After the war madness, two cold and hot breaths rose up, the huge white ice spear, Yue Feixian, the hot red light, Li Shang.

In the face of many powerful attacks, powerful as magic wounds are also a little afraid. There is no trace of arrogance and provocation on the ferocious demon's face, and the scarlet in his eyes is no longer furious, but the reason of an intelligent creature.

The twisted fluctuation came out of the body of the magic wound, and the black body trembled, as if it was under considerable pressure. It can be seen that the price paid by the magic wound to prepare for counterattack is not easy.

Sigh, as if someone gave an order, all the attacks flew towards the demon leader. In the face of many attacks, the fluctuations around the magic wound were more intense. With the distortion of the fluctuation, the body trembled violently, and the expression of the magic wound began to be relieved.

It's just that at the moment when the magic breath condensed at the highest peak, things changed. Li Qingcang, who had been watching, finally took action again. The spiritual power of the secretly condensed twisted the space and hit the monster's mind.

Spiritual impact!

Three strong figures in armor suddenly appeared and rushed up. Facing the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Li Qingcang no longer watched and took action with all his strength.

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