"Dong~"
"Boom!"
…
The pendulum like a celestial pillar kept hitting the clock bi, and dull, substantial sound waves sprinkled down layer by layer.
"Roar!"
The eight-armed ghost monkey, who was as cold as a professional assassin and didn't scream very much, was enveloped in layers of sound waves the moment the light blue water light dissipated, and he suddenly let out a shrill roar.
The Bell of Souls is a magic weapon refined with the spell runes of "Pulse Mastery". All the runes of the magic weapon are used to increase the attack power and abandon all defenses purely for attack.
Under the overwhelming sound waves, all the stones and soil on the ground corresponding to the Soul Bell were shaken into powder, leaving a huge bottomless hole hundreds of meters deep. The two world cities were also shaken by the vibration. The strong man who was missing on the city wall became unsteady and fell off the city wall.
The flesh and blood all over the body of the ghost monkey were wiped away by the sound waves, leaving only the head with a lot of flesh and blood. However, the originally dense hair on the head was also shaken into powder and disappeared, leaving only the skeleton of the body.
The ghost monkey was about to disappear in the sound wave. Suddenly, a layer of light blue water with traces of blood appeared. The ghost monkey broke away from the sound wave in an instant, and a bloody light flew towards the ghost abyss. Entrance.
"Still want to run? Even if I chase you to the end of the world, I will break your bones and turn you into ashes." Zhang Changkong spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and the Soul Bell Huahua disappeared. The huge two-day scale carried Zhang Changkong chasing the ghost monkey.
There are many magic formations around Guiyuan. Although these magic formations are not as powerful as those in Two Worlds City, they are more effective in quantity. Layers of formations surround them to form a huge sealing formation, which can hinder, restrain, or mislead. It has killing and other effects. For the ghost monkey under normal circumstances, these magic circles may only be a slight hindrance, not even a trouble. However, at this moment, the ghost monkey has been hit by the Soul Bell and is dying. The soul-stirring effect made it even more delirious.
Under the obstruction of layers of magic formations, Zhang Changkong easily caught up.
In an instant, as the chains of the two scales were entangled, the Soul Bell appeared in the sky.
"Dong dong dong~"
Huge bells rang out one after another, the sound was like thunder, and the sound captured the soul.
"Huh? He can always avoid the direct attack of the Soul Bell at the critical moment, and escape the joint attack of the Two Scales and the Soul Bell with minimal damage. Logically speaking, even if the soul of this eight-armed ghost monkey is not shattered, it will still be broken. I was so shocked that I couldn't think straight. Why could I dodge my attack so accurately? Even the natural escape spell was used more superbly. If it hadn't been originally weak, I would have let it go by now. Escaped." Seeing this situation, Zhang Changkong couldn't help but frown, "All living things have instincts. Judging from the fighting scenes of this eight-armed ghost monkey, it is also a veteran who has experienced countless battles. Some fighting instincts are what it should be. But, can even innate spells be released based on instinct?"
When Zhang Changkong releases spells, not to mention rune spells, even the spells in the mastery stages of his warlock stage require the mobilization of mana and soul to cooperate with the spell runes. It is really unimaginable that such precise operations can be done by instinct. If Zhang Changkong was unconscious. He was afraid that a ferocious beast or a strong man could kill him. This was because of his strong physical strength. Ordinary beasts and mortals could not cut his body, nor could he cut his vitals or eyelids.
"Forget it, although it will waste some mana, the victory still belongs to me after all. Six of the eight arm skeletons of the ghost monkey are broken. As long as it doesn't have the innate spells with full health in place, it will only be a matter of time before it dies." Zhang Changkong relaxed slightly. The open brows wrinkled again after a while.
"It doesn't matter if it can instinctively use spells, but I kept intercepting it, and it still fled towards the entrance of Guiyuan. The general direction has not changed at all. Why is this, homing instinct? The innate spells and vitality of these ferocious beasts are really nonsense. If For ordinary aliens, this kind of injury that is already considered fatal has been wiped out by me long ago. This ghost monkey can actually still be alive and scurrying around under the death bell." Zhang Changkong understood at this time why The Xiangshan Sect is still a mage from the Seven Star Sect. The reason why he would rather fight against the alien kings than against the ferocious beasts is because sometimes the innate spells of those ferocious beasts are too nonsense and make no sense.
In the past few years, I have fought against so many Nether Ferocious Beasts. If Zhang Changkong’s soul had not turned into stone, I don’t know how many times he would have been severely injured by those Nether Ferocious Beasts. Of course, this is also because Zhang Changkong wanted blood when he saw the Nether Ferocious Beasts. Crystals or weapon refining materials, if there is not much difference in strength, they will get entangled, which is the reason why they are too murderous.
"No, although this ghost monkey looks like it is about to die, the ghost abyss is extremely weird. If it escapes back, it will be a trivial matter to fully recover. I am afraid that if it is not broken, it will not be able to stand up. Its strength will shoot up like a rocket, and then it will be chased to the sky. The one who fell to the ground is me who has a grudge against it." Zhang Changkong saw the ghost monkey rushing left and right, and was about to rush to the entrance of the ghost abyss.
He took a deep breath to keep his mind clear. He always attacked with all his strength and used the magic weapon to its current extreme. If he was affected by his eager mood and messed up the rhythm, he would not be able to kill the ghost monkey.
After all, Zhang Changkong has a lot of mana, and the power of his magic weapon is constant. His clothes, blood, and even seeds are of no use, and his combat effectiveness will not increase in place.
The power of the pistol and the number of bullets will not change. The only thing Zhang Changkong can control to change the situation of the battle is the timing of pulling the trigger.
Zhang Changkong continued to use two magic weapons to attack the ghost monkey. As time went by, the ghost monkey was getting closer and closer to the entrance of the ghost abyss, which was like a space crack on the earth and a deep crack like a black hole in the world. At the same time, Zhang Changkong His eyes became darker and darker, and his expression became calmer and calmer.
There was a surge of murderous intent in his heart, but his face was calm.
The moment the ghost monkey jumped into the ghost abyss, Zhang Changkong's figure stopped for a moment, and then accelerated towards the ghost monkey.
The Death Bell appeared instantly, and the huge bell directly covered the ghost monkey.
"Dong~"
A dull bell rang.
The huge bell pillar smashed into pieces the ghost monkey's body, and then the ghost monkey's body was destroyed amidst the bursts of bells.
"Huh, you are finally dead, and only your instincts are left. If you go into the ghost abyss and come into contact with the aura of the ghost abyss, if you don't relax for a moment because of your 'safety', then I can only give up. ", Zhang Changkong put away the two scales and the death bell, and faintly "looked" at the dust that the ghost monkey turned into with his spiritual consciousness.
Looking around, there was darkness, and even the consciousness was restricted to a certain extent.
Even the magnetic fields in the upper and lower directions are affected, as if the concept of space has become a little blurred here.
"It's such a ghost place. Even the vitality is filled with a strange impurity. If it weren't for the Soul Bell, I would rather let the ghost monkey escape than come here." Zhang Changkong felt the depression around him. Frowning slightly, he was about to leave.
"Um?"
Zhang Changkong felt a different kind of pulling force. This was not a force field acting on his body. It was like pulling a rubber band. It was pulling the space as if it were a rubber, trying to pull the space around Zhang Changkong down to the depths below. Bottomed out in the abyss.
This pulling force is even more powerful for the body and soul.
Zhang Changkong smiled slightly, "I'm not strong in anything else, but my soul is a bit strong. No matter how powerful you are, what can you do to me?"
Within the divine gate, the stone man easily got rid of the pulling force.
The death bell appeared at Zhang Changkong's feet.
"Boom!"
"Come out and fight with me if you can." Zhang Changkong, who had just killed a powerful enemy and refined the second magic weapon, was a little swollen.
Seeing no movement below, Zhang Changkong was about to leave.
Suddenly, his heart trembled.
In the haze below, a huge pupil with a width of thousands of miles appeared. The extremely ferocious aura made Zhang Changkong feel like he was facing an abyss. He remembered that when he was ten years old, he had just become an illiterate boy in the Xiangshan Sect. He was unfamiliar with the place and no one could. Communicating creatures.
The long-lost feeling of powerlessness made Zhang Changkong couldn't help but think about how long the revolving door would last, hoping for a second or two longer.
In an instant, Zhang Changkong sank into endless darkness like a stone.
