The world of mountains and seas is a world at the end of the middle stage, and can soon enter the high stage. Therefore, like the normal supernatural world, it has living creatures and undead spirits, and some can even become transcendent spirits, which is considered an alternative among elves.
Qingluan is a high-level elf and one of the two ambassadors of the Phoenix Emperor. He can be regarded as the top of the high-end. He only knows about undead but has never seen one.
When he first saw the phantom, Qingluan's first reaction was: The area designed by the Tail Fox Clan can summon foreign races!
The power of undead is opposite to that of living beings. They are two extremes in the spirit of existence. Most elves in the mountain and sea world are living beings, and Qingluan is no exception. Using undead to deal with him may not necessarily work, but it will definitely make him Considerable consumption.
However, even if Qingluan "guessed" that the other party was using the forbidden undead spirit, he had no good way to deal with it.
Generally speaking, when faced with the attack of the undead, keeping as far away as possible to avoid being approached or attacked by tangible spells is the most common method, but Qingluan can't do it - his hands are still gentle. Once Huang Huang is connected, once he lets go, it means giving up the Three Saints Formation.
And even if he can move, now there is white mist that can restrict his movement, and there is only one or two places for him to move. Where can he hide?
"Asshole, these tailed fox tribe dare to drive the undead, how could the God Emperor dare to allow it?!" Qingluan was so anxious that he didn't even address the God Emperor as "His Majesty", he only thought about getting out of trouble and exposing this unscrupulous person. The God-Emperor who defaults to the rules.
In the realm of mountains and seas, the two areas of the Ten Directions and the Outer Territory, they have always chosen to refuse to deny the spirit of the dead. According to their theory, life and death are changes in the heaven and earth. There is no fixed concept and no definite distinction between good and evil;
However, here in Middle-earth, especially in the philosophy of the Protoss, the undead are taboo and cannot be touched. They are very repulsive to the undead. Qingluan is greatly influenced by the Phoenix Emperor, so he is naturally a staunch living sect.
In fact, 68001 told Taiyi and showed that although there are not many undead souls in the mountain and sea world, their overall strength is definitely not weak - 68001 also took Taiyi to "visit" some sleeping undead souls, and at the same time brought The dark realm of Yeserabo is set up as a "tourist attraction" in the world of mountains and seas.
All this shows that 68001 represents that the Shanhai Realm is "accepting" the undead. At least, it will not forget the undead when it is beneficial.
Qingluan was frightened and heartbroken, thinking that he was going to be infected and assimilated by the undead. However, after the transparent shadow fell on him, he disappeared in an instant, and no trace of it could be found.
"Weird!" Qingluan couldn't move his hands, so he could only twist his body and look up and down, "There seems to be no change. Is this really an undead attack?"
After thinking about it, Qingluan couldn't figure it out, but he firmly believed: No matter whether the Tail Fox clan's attack method is undead or not, I will give them this hat!
"Hurry up and destroy this inexplicable realm. When you get out, use the tailed fox tribe to drive the undead to force them to admit defeat!" Qingluan made up his mind.
He has a straight temper, but is not stupid at all. He knows that their battle with the Tail Fox Tribe is becoming more and more unpredictable, and he no longer wants to drag it on for fear of more accidents - even the projection under the Phoenix Emperor's crown can't catch him in one fell swoop. To win, the enemy is worth cheating on me!
Compared with his own reputation, Qingluan still puts the tasks assigned by Emperor Feng first.
"The sonic attack is effective, I just have to 'chirp'!" Qingluan thought with a hint of complacency, "I just happen to be the best at 'chirping'!"
唳…山呱——
Qingluan calmed down, and the great lamentation of Magic Heaven and Earth cried out again, and then...
Then the first sound was a clear and high-pitched sound that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks, and the next two sounds suddenly turned into a wah-wah sound that was just a fake sound!
"What the hell!" The voice was wrong, and the spell was naturally unformed, turning into a pure roar of Xia Ji's eight roars.
Qingluan's eyes widened, and he realized for the first time that he could actually make such an unpleasant cry, "Is this the sound of the three-legged golden crow? But those guys' voices are much louder than mine, and the timbre is a bit unpleasant. , the roar is grand and brilliant..."
"Who am I?!" If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move his arms, Qingluan would have really wanted to pull his hair. "What's wrong with my spell? Why is this happening?"
Qingluan still didn't believe that there would be a problem with his best spell, so he continued to cast it without believing in evil - the three-risk fish and wild goose call!
Uh...Goooo——
Now Qingluan completely understood that it was not a matter of magic, but that his "body" was not obeying his orders, "That phantom..."
In fact, with Qingluan's intelligence, he should have discovered something was wrong just now - how could a proud and image-conscious person like him be so upset that he would pull his hair out? That was obviously the behavior of a little girl!
"Who is it?" Qingluan asked with a heavy heart, "Who are you? What kind of ability is this?"
"I am Bai Ning. I was separated from my main body specifically for the purpose of dealing with him. If you know what I am doing, surrender quickly!" Another voice came out of Qingluan's mouth. It had a childlike voice, very clear, but the tone was very unbeatable.
After all, the fragments of Bai Ning's spiritual body are not the real body. The way they appear is very much like Bai Ning's potential other side.
"You are from the Tail Fox Tribe, how come you have the ability to possess people?" Qingluan tried to find out the information. He was extremely shocked in his heart - Possession spells are not common in the world of mountains and seas, but they are not unique. Some elves are good at it. This kind of magic.
It's just that even an elf who specializes in this kind of magic cannot successfully possess Qingluan. After all, as a high-level god, Qingluan's mental body is extremely tough, and his mental energy is extremely solid when it is still. If you want to possess him, you will at least have to possess him. You need a high-level end-stage elf.
As for the elves at the end of the high-level stage, very few people would use this spell, which sounds very powerful but is not very easy to use in reality.
Possession can at most interfere with the opponent's spells and actions, but it cannot move itself. Especially the caster cannot be too far away from the recipient. Qingluan only needs to regain control of the body for a short time before he can rush to the enemy. Defeat the enemy with one punch.
"Bah!" Bai Ning was very dissatisfied with Qingluan's words, "What does possession mean? This is parasitism! I am a fragment of my spiritual body, not a condensation of spiritual energy!"
"What?!" Qingluan thought to himself, I don't study well, so don't lie... In short, he just wants to say: You can be more reliable when you lie!
Qingluan didn't believe at all that Bai Ning was a fragment of his spiritual body. That was ten thousand times more impossible than a possession spell!
To put it bluntly, if Bai Ning was a master who could separate fragments of his spiritual body at will, his true rank would not be worse than that of Fenghuang. Against Qingluan, he would definitely be able to destroy him with a flip of his palm, so there would be no need for parasitism!
"Humph, believe it or not, I'm going to take action anyway!" Bai Ning was about to give Qingluan a blow.
