Chapter 241 The Strength of Second-Line Alien

The holy monster, the power of a magic, split Shariman into a disabled state.

This was originally expected by Li Junshan and Shariman himself. He was definitely not a match for the Saint-level monster, but he did not expect that he would lose to the same battle.

Extremely terrifying added some courage to Shariman, but it could not bring him strength to him. Perhaps he could support a few moves under the alien magic of the Wind God Wingdragon, and it would not be so bad.

Every alien present was like a mountain, pressing heavily on Shariman's heart, unable to let go of his hands and feet at all.

The Wind God Wingdragon alien also felt Li Junshan's anger, and opened his mouth to be the wind blade of extreme power. For a top-level monster like it, even a simple primary magic wind blade, under the full force of all its efforts, it also has the power of the so-called forbidden spell magic.

The power and strength of magic are not just distinguished by magic levels, but also depends on the caster's own rank and strength.

If Huoyun Chipeng had the ambitions and ambitions of intelligent creatures, then the people in the Dark Swamp would not have discussed the so-called lords.

"Sir, please spare me." The blood from Shariman's right shoulder surged like a spring when he broke his arm, and he stopped bleeding instantly. The wound was covered with a layer of flesh membrane at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was obvious that this lord with the blood of the demon clan also inherited the amazing recovery ability of the demon clan.

"Pu" fell to the ground, and Shariman's face, which had some light brown hair, was full of panic because of the "variant", and begged for mercy without saying a word: "Sharman is willing to serve the Lord until his death."

"Then you go and die." Li Junshan watched coldly. If Shariman's actions did not leave Li Junshan with the extreme impression, perhaps he would consider taking him as a subordinate like a dead bone. However, the group of girls behind Shariman who looked at him with deep hatred and hatred indirectly sentenced him to death.

This time the attack was not the Feng Shen Winged Dragon alien, but the Feng Ji alien who received the mental command moved.

Amid the clear cry of cry, the Fengqiu alien, whose body was not inferior to the size of a lion dragon, spread and floated smoothly in the air. This Fengqiu alien, which was originally only at level seven, devoured the ninth-level crystal core prepared by Li Junshan for it after breaking out of his chest. Although his magic ability was only at level seven, his magic power was completely at level nine.

The body adheres to the style of the alien. In addition to a pair of flesh wings, its surface is full of feather-like bone pieces, and the black and gray bone pieces are as cold as metal. On the narrow and wide skull, the front end of the Fengqiu Alien's giant kiss is slightly longer. Although it is not as narrow as the Fengqiu's sharp beak, it is much longer than the alien of the Land Warcraft host.

Of course, this does not affect their terrifying hyoid bones to attack. In the narrow and long mouthpiece like the Wind God's Wingdow Dragon, the hyoid bone attack like a savage warrior stabbed a sharp sword still exists.

Amid the sharp and clear sound of cries, the green wind-type elements formed rapidly on the edge of the slightly sharp and long giant kiss of the Fengjiu alien. The light became more and more powerful. In just an instant, the roar of the violent and raging hurricane was deafening.

"Huh"

The violent wind was mixed with sharp whistling sounds. In just a few seconds, the Wind Vulture completed the seventh-level magic "Hurricane Wave" similar to the human wind magician. A small hurricane was wrapped in countless extremely fast-rotating wind blades and flew towards Shariman.

Saliman naturally would not sit and wait for death. He showed the most sincere and humble expression on his face. Seeing that he could not get the forgiveness of this "Summoner of the Holy Land", he felt ashamed.

"Huh!" Before the hurricane was about to form, Shariman suddenly jumped up from the ground and saw his body quickly covered with a layer of black light. At the same time, he was muttering words. The dozen girls behind him were pushed back as if they were being pushed by invisible hands, screaming in horror and being pushed in front of him.

Shariman is not a melee warrior at all. He is a magician, a magician who can use dark magic. Of course, the arrogant bloodline of the demon clan in his body also gave him a very different powerful force from other magicians.

A strange scene happened.

"Ao"

A roar that shrilled like a wolf howl suddenly sounded. Shariman, who had just blessed himself with a "Dark Armor" technique, was about to shoot out a dark wheel blade towards the whirlwind of the hurricane. This roar that teared his eardrums made him feel disordered in his mind or mental power.

It was only one moment, even less than one tenth of a second. If it were normal, such an impact was nothing to Shariman, but now it is different from the past.

The Dark Wheel Blade Magic was interrupted without any suspense. The power that had originally used magic to pull dozens of girls to block him was also cut off, and at this time the hurricane wave had already reached his sight.

Shariman wanted to avoid it without hesitation. At the roar that affected his mind and mental power, he instantly understood what kind of monster came from - the level 7 monster shadow evil mastiff. He also understood that such a sound wave attack could only have an impact once on the same day, and if he continued to howl, he would not affect him.

All this was just a moment. Just as Shariman was about to escape, he felt a terrifying aura hit him, but it was completely different from the power and influence of the hurricane wave.

"What attack?" Shariman was shocked and felt that the top of his head seemed to be hit by a giant elephant man carrying a giant hammer. The silent and invisible attack without any signs was simply inaccurate.

A ecstatic whistle sounded from Shariman's throat, and the trembling whistle that seemed to come from the soul reminded him of the girls who were pressed under his crotch.

Shariman was stunned. His dark armor that could withstand a certain degree of physical and magical attacks did not block this special attack that was unknown.

If the attack hits his chest, Shariman feels that he can sweep back, and maybe he will catch a few girls to resist the hurricane wave, but the attack that emerged from somewhere directly hits the top of his head, making his body bend down.

With blood bleeding in the seven orifices, Shariman's mind was like hundreds or thousands of wolf demons shouting loudly at the top of his throat, making a mess of "buzzing". At this time, the inevitable hurricane waves had already covered his body.

The animal skins were flying everywhere on the ground, and all of them were swept in by the raging hurricane. More than a dozen panicked girls could not control their bodies and screamed and were dragged by the hurricane.

A blood-red ball flew over their heads, and the red light shone into a light curtain protective wall in front of more than a dozen girls, offsetting the power of the hurricane.

A series of terrifying groans came from the hurricane. Li Junshan, who was watching this scene from afar, couldn't help but think of Edie, her terrifying space magic - space cutting, using mysterious space magic to change the rules of space to open it into a unique cage, and then use the space dimension blade to cut and attack it without difference like a meat grinder.

Idi used this magic when he was underground, and in every move, he thorned thousands of giant rats into pieces.

"The horn wing alien can emit such a terrifying earth sound wave attack with level 8 strength. The wonder is that there is no sound at all. There is no sign of invisibility and sound. Although it failed to seriously injure this lord, it is very good in terms of the strength of its level 8 monster." Li Junshan glanced at the horn wing alien floating above his head, which was similar to other flying aliens, but there was a spiral horn on its smooth skull, which was actually more like bone spurs than horns.

The silent sound wave attack of the horn-winged alien was cast from this unicorn.

"I wonder how lethal the magic of Fengjiu is?" Li Junshan looked at the hurricane that could not move in, and heard the violent impact and glanced at the Bemon Alien.

The inability to cast magic does not mean that you cannot feel the elemental power. As long as you feel any abnormal movement, the Beamon alien aims at the turtle shell and hits it with a huge force. No one or monster can be uninterrupted under the power of the Beamon alien. Magic casting and elemental aggregation are not interrupted.

After a while, the demon turtle suffered many heavy punches. Most of its body fell into the ground, and its limbs, head and tail were firmly retracted into the turtle shell, but it gradually became honest.

"Ao!"

A huge howl sounded from the raging wind, and the rapidly rotating blue hurricane dissipated into the air.

The dark armor that originally covered the body like a magic shield had dissipated in the air. In less than ten seconds, Shariman had become a blood man.

No matter from the hair on the top of the head to the ankles, there were terrifying trauma everywhere. When the hurricane was swept away by the wind, the blood was evaporated by the wind. When the hurricane disappeared, Shariman's body was as straight as a water pipe full of cracks, and blood arrows splattered and flew from various angles.

"Why Why" seemed to have lost his mind. Shariman's face was covered with wounds, his right eye was shattered by the wind blade, and he screamed loudly with his left eye open.

Shariman was unwilling to give up, he was unwilling to die just like that.

"Swish" a white light cut through the sky and rushed towards Shariman's roar. The unwilling lord barely dodged the side.

The white light was an ice vertebra. The lion and dragon alien-shaped ice vertebra hit the curtain wall of the Blood Soul Bead and splattered a ball of cold ice chips that invaded people.

A silent black light seemed to be greeting Shariman's body. The black fire rays shot out from the antennae of the black fire-winged demon flashed and hit his body. "Huh!" Shariman's body was immediately covered by a burning fire.

The Wind God Dragon Alien Alien ended the life of Shariman who was used by Li Junshan to test the ability of the second-line alien. The narrow and delicate wind blade disappeared into the air after slashing Shariman's neck bone.

The Lord's head, which was covered by black fire, rolled to the ground. The lion and dragon alien spit out a mouthful of frost and covered the head, and the black fire immediately went out.

A messenger appeared in front of Li Junshan and rushed to the ice sculpture-like head. He held his forelimbs and ran back towards Li Junshan.

The huge body of the immortal monster appeared on the ground, and its chrysanthemum-like mouthpiece wrapped around Sharimann and swallowed it with his one-eyed head.

All the people in the Black River Valley were shocked, and everyone's eyes almost squeezed out, and their mouths were opened uncontrollably.

In their eyes, the Lord, who had always been supreme and power, had only had time to release the magic turtle and cast a dark armor technique from beginning to end, but he could not even cast a magic trick of counterattack.
Chapter completed!