The bone war horse came with great momentum, and the undead knight, who was originally tired of parrying, suddenly boosted his morale, trying to attract the opponent's attention.
However, practicing Qinggong for so long is not in vain.
Wang Yuanheng's figure was like a willow supported by the wind, he ducked sideways lightly, then jumped up and struck the bone horse with a hammer, directly smashing the bone horse's skull into pieces.
Immediately, Yunlong made three folds and turned in the air to avoid the undead knight's passing slash!
The huge sword almost passed by, and the strong wind it brought made people's cheeks hurt.
Two ghouls suddenly jumped down from the tree at this moment, their huge and sharp claws lit up with red light filled with aura.
[Yunlong 30% off·2nd discount]!
Wang Yuanheng kicked forward hard with his right foot, as if he had hit an invisible wall to use his strength, and his whole body suddenly flew back.
With a disdainful sneer on his face, his clothes and belt fluttering, and his slightly long hair swaying in the wind, Wang Yuanheng's figure is unusually chic.
Maybe it's a compatibility, maybe he's very talented at Yunlong's third fold, and he easily broke through to the second fold in the monster wave. This allows him to become more calm against any opponent.
[Rancid poisonous fog]!
[The Burning Blood of Baiting]!
A large cloud of foul-smelling dark green poisonous mist enveloped Wang Yuanheng's entire body. This poisonous mist was extremely corrosive. The surrounding trees and turf immediately "sizzled" after being contaminated, and then quickly became riddled with holes. , withered and fell.
At the same time, a red light hit Wang Yuanheng accurately from the other side of the branch, and the red light suddenly spread throughout his body!
[Burning Blood of Baiting] is an outstanding level necromancy spell. This spell can use the corrosiveness of [Rancid Poison Mist], which is also an outstanding level, to cause greater acid damage and at the same time infect the blood of the recipient. , causing disease effects and more intense fire damage!
"It's a pity, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
A shadow clone appeared behind a skeleton mage. As the shadow weapon in the clone's hand was struck down, it gradually took on color, and the weapon also turned into the eternal divine power!
boom!
It fell to the ground like a rag doll, the finger bones of the Skeleton Spell moved, and finally all the bones in its body were completely shattered, and the last trace of soul fire in its broken skull also gently dispersed.
【Grasp of Mystery】!
As a result, the other skeleton mage quickly followed in the footsteps of his companions and followed him.
Wang Yuanheng casually threw away most of the broken skeleton in his hand, stepped on a skull without caring, and walked towards the undead knight.
Silver-level skeleton mages are indeed powerful, but when approached by Wang Yuanheng, who holds the eternal divine power, their poor negative energy shield is as fragile as an egg shell.
No accidents occurred when being surprised or silenced. You must know that Wang Yuanheng's status is fully activated at this time. In the magic vision, his status spells are like a big light bulb, which can light up the blind.
At this moment, five undead knights arrived belatedly.
Use [Ripple Shock] to knock away the surrounding ghouls, and a skeleton among them was directly shaken apart.
Then a magic ball beside him turned into a [Silent Swinging Bell] and flew towards these knights, while he himself jumped upwards and got into the thick branches in a few moments.
The five undead knights who charged were significantly slowed down by the swinging bell spell. This was caused by the special nature of the time and space spell, but they still quickly arrived in front of the knight who lost his mount.
They looked up and found no enemies, and immediately turned their attention to other enemies. The first undead knight thrust his sword into the ground, raised his hands and aimed at several ghouls.
Sacrifice these ghouls, and it can summon a bone war horse again.
"Idiots, what are you looking at!"
A low and majestic voice came from above, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects breaking branches. The first thing these six undead knights saw were two big black steel feet!
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Among the branches not far away, a witch riding a broomstick looked at the flames, wind and thunder that appeared in front of her, her expression full of worry.
Suddenly, she saw a tall black metal giant appearing above the woods. Thinking of what she had been told before, she knew that the time was up. This was the signal!
She looked calm, looked back one last time, and then left resolutely.
"You guys must hold on!"
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In a certain valley in the southern part of the Huoqunatu Mountains, a large number of ghouls and other undead monsters surged forward like a tide.
And their target is a witch who is heroic and has no trace of a spell caster. There are various guards around the witch.
Among these guards are constructs, creatures from the good camp that responded to the summons, followers from cards, and many sealed creatures or alchemy creatures from various magic props.
On the other side, there was a mage surrounded by several skeleton mages and two mutated death banshees. He had pale skin and a handsome face. If his eyes weren't glowing with a chilling scarlet light, few people would have known that this was the one. The pale night demon with hands covered with blood and dead souls——Marvolo Dril!
Marvolo watched the witch's performance with a relaxed expression. From time to time, he would deal with the opponent's spells and then retaliate casually. He looked like an old civil servant dealing with official business.
Of course, Marvolo didn't want to just waste time here. He was a gold-level archmage who had been famous for many years. He was dragged here by a silver-level witch and couldn't move. If word spread, he would lose his reputation.
Even if it is notorious, it is still a kind of reputation! This thing also has a real effect, especially in a world with Internet access.
However, the reason why he had to do this, and even the reason why his subordinates had no objections, was because of the reputation of the woman opposite, even he had heard a little about it.
Of course, this is not the key. The main thing is the chess piece in the opponent's hand that seems to be made of gold.
This chess piece is like a lifelike real dragon. It is actually made of special brass with many magical effects applied on it, such as being strong, dust-proof, protecting against decomposition, eye-catching and so on. In addition to making the chess piece look dazzling, their role is to ensure that the chess piece itself is not damaged.
Because this brass chess piece itself has an effect, and it is this effect that makes Marvolo, the necromancer, dare not act rashly.
Because its effect is - the spell [Dragon Covenant-Directed Summoning Brass Dragon]!
Brass dragons are pure-blooded true dragons that are naturally good-aligned. They will definitely not refuse to be called to fight evil.
But even so, the brass dragon chess pieces can generally only summon brass dragons that have recently grown up.
Because any spell to summon a dragon is very costly. Most spellcasters can only rely on the special effects of this piece, summoning the lowest level, the newly adult brass dragon, to respond to the spell.
In that case, Marvolo is actually not afraid of an ordinary gold-level dragon.
However, creatures like dragons, just like women, can be said to be the most unscrupulous. As long as you pay enough gems, they will do anything. Even the most evil and cruel dragon doesn't mind helping the strong and the weak every day, helping others, and spreading his legs for you casually.
And he happened to know the family situation of the witch in front of him, who had enough financial resources to summon an old dragon or even a brass dragon at the level of an extremely old dragon.
Although the other party will definitely go bankrupt, once the other party loses money, a war will definitely break out, and the other party will probably never let go until his head is taken.
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