Chapter 397 Anti-control
Under the call of the spell, the illusion of the son of darkness appeared above Wang Wujian's head, his face was still ferocious, his whole body was full of tentacles, and the branches were extremely ugly.
However, he showed unprecedented silence. The peace made Wang Wujian below frown and feel uneasy.
"As long as I close the two spiritual sources, the sons of darkness will not get energy and no energy attack. Even if this group of dwarf bald men use the guard-level spell, they can't let the sons of darkness control me!" With a heavy face, Wang Wujian stared at the illusion in the air and thought silently.
The strength of the son of darkness is known to everyone. He is killing eight generals alone and seriously injuring a god of war. He is purely an anti-sky master.
Therefore, once the son of the dark really revived and controlled Wang Wujian, there will be an inexhaustible strong man from that day on. Even the top strong men such as Zhan Chengyang and Mian Xilong will inevitably become his dead soul.
"We must not let these shorts take advantage of the loopholes, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable!" His eyes frowned, hid all the energy, summoned the repulsive mirror, and suspended it on the top of his head. �
The dwarf king sat on the throne uneasily, surrounded by dozens of powerful priests who were protected by three layers, but everyone's mind was focused on the altar with different faces.
"I feel it!" Wang Wujian suddenly opened his eyes and sighed in astonishment. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The son of darkness seems to be a tangible body. In the depths of his heart, he gradually grows bigger, breaks through the heart, and finally slowly integrates into the whole body, as if he wants to integrate with the body, or he wants to use this body as a model to turn himself into the appearance of Wang Wujian. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
It is not the first time that Wang Wujian has felt this wonderful feeling. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The most real thing is that the last time I fought with the God of War, at that time, everything was controlled by the son of darkness except consciousness. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I
The feeling of a terrible blow between raising hands is really missed by Wang Wujian, but after thinking about it, such a powerful time bomb in his body will be swallowed up by him sooner or later.
Now I really feel his existence again. Wang Wujian couldn't help but beat faster. He remembered that after he was full of his body, he would control everything the next moment. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
He looked up at the dark son of the phantom in the air, and his dark eyes seemed to have an evil sneer. ��� � �� ���� �� ����
He frowned slightly, glanced at the priest buzzing and chanting spells around, and suddenly found something strange. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The spell comes out of their mouths with wonderful characters visible to the naked eye, converging into a flow of energy, converging like water along the trough to the platform. �� � �
What will happen next is not strange to Wang Wujian. These energy spells with strange characters will pour into his own body and then communicate with the son of darkness. �
What will happen immediately after that? He has no way of knowing. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
However, from the ghost light that flashes from the depths of the eyes of the group of priests, it can be concluded that the energy flow of these eight characters is absolutely extraordinary. It must not be to help him control the son of darkness, but the beginning of another trick.
"No, never let the Son of Darkness control me!" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Think about the horror of the Son of Darkness, and then think about the two spiritual sources sealed in his body. Wang Wujian is determined and must not become a puppet. Otherwise, I'm afraid that no one in heaven and earth can subdue the Son of Darkness.
"It's a blessing, not a curse. I'm gambling!" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The strange characters are nothing more than used to wake up the son of darkness. Instead of the energy of the dark dwarves with the spirit of death, isn't the "ride" character flow equivalent to awakening the son of darkness?
In this way, even if there is any clue, he can control the son of darkness through his own soul power, cut off the energy supply and loss, and the son of darkness will fall into a deep sleep forever as it is now.
Through the filtration of turbid gas, the two strands of energy intersect and are finally fused into a new energy flow by Wang Wujian. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The magic of the dark dwarf and the coexistence of the spirit of the dead, pouring to the sleeping son of darkness. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The phantom above his head seems to be a portrayal of the entity in his body. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The tentacles all over the body began to shake slightly, and the black gas all over the body became thicker and thicker. The deep dark pupils flashed with a black gem-like luster, and there were really signs of awakening.
Feeling that there was no change in his body, Wang Wujian showed a sneer and continued this mysterious replacement. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
At the first sight of the eight priests, the illusion in the air showed a change, and a trace of evil sneer flashed one after another, chanting spells more crazily. The voice was so loud that even the same kind secretly resisted.
"Okay, I'll give you another big gift when you are exhausted!" Wang Wujian smiled secretly and accelerated the operation of turbidity with their speed. �
I don't know how long such crazy energy output lasted. The eight priests gradually showed physical weakness, but the speed of the spell chanting did not slow down at all. � ���
The illusion of the dark son gradually stretched out, revealing his majestic posture when fighting. This magical talent made all the dark dwarves look bright and excited, as if they did not pay attention to Mian Xilong and Zhan Chengyang.
"Hey, it's time to make you despair!" His face darkened, Wang Wujian sneered, and his hands folded together, brewing a ball of mysterious blue brilliance. �� � �
The energy has been transformed for such a long time and quickly, and the strength has been refined a lot. The Xuanqing light is mixed with a little golden light, which is obviously a master of the realm of quasi-spirit emperor. � ���
"Son of Darkness, devour their remaining energy!" The corners of his mouth squirmed, and Wang Wujian ordered in a low voice, with an evil light in his eyes. �� � �
The illusion in the air is no longer the light and shadow of nothingness, but is filled with the black air rushing out of Wang Wujian's head and becomes a horrible entity. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"The son of darkness, it's born..." "The son of darkness, the son of darkness, the son of darkness, the son of darkness, the son of darkness, the son of the dark..."
The dwarf king stood up excitedly, trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of infinite joy and excitement. All the priests around him were like this. �� � �
The son of darkness rose to the sky and roared angrily at the top, just like a tiger that had been sleeping for many years suddenly woke up. This roar made the eight priests sing spells more loudly.
Not many people know that the spell they sing is a taboo spell that forces the dark son to devour the body. This evil spell can revive the sleeping dark son and devour the energy of the parasite under the control of the speller, becoming a fleshless combat tool. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Although such a tool is much weaker than the body, it is more than enough to defeat Zhan Chengyang, Mian Xilong and others. With this tool, it can also ensure the safety of the dark dwarf clan. Therefore, the eight priests risked their lives and crazily aggravated the spell. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
But all this was broken by Wang Wujian. Such a crazy spell input strengthened Wang Wujian's control over the dark son and completely became his shadow-like combat tool. �
Under the order of Wang Wujian, the son of Darkness rudely attacked the eight priests who saved him. The tentacles that could bend like a rattan branch poke into their top door like a sharp sword, sucking up their essence and energy of participation. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
At this time, the poor priests thought that they needed to replenish energy after the resurrection of the dark son, and chanted the spell out of breath until they finally swallowed it in one breath. �
"Hahaha, the son of darkness, rebirth..." "Hahaha, son of darkness, rebirth..." "Hahaha, son of darkness, rebirth..." "Hahaha, son of darkness, son of darkness, rebirth..."
The dwarf king raised his hands and shouted with great excitement. The priests around him were not sad about the death of the eight priests at all. Instead, they were proud of their sacrifices, because their death was exchanged for the son of darkness. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .