I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 900

roar~
Baron Boris stepped on the broken wall and pushed open the gate of the city's central temple. The moment he opened the gate, an evil breath surged out of the hall, and the roar rang in his ears. A huge figure rushed towards him.

"Elder Nuotulun, I didn't expect that you also turned into a blood corpse monster..." The monster rushed up with a hideous face, and its whole body was covered with a layer of black scales. From the other side's face, Baron Boris could vaguely Recognizing the familiar face at the beginning, I couldn't help but let out a sigh in my heart.

Elder Nuo Tulun was one of the elders of the Uriel clan back then, and his duty was to guard the temple. He refused to leave back then, and finally waited until the whole clan left, and still guarded the temple alone.

At this time, Elder Nuo Tulun has completely lost his mind, reduced to a beast-like existence with only killing instincts, and is no longer the generous elder he was back then.

Baron Boris stood motionless at the gate of the temple, praying secretly in his heart for a moment, and with a thought, the few holy light beetles around him suddenly changed their flight path and flew towards Elder Notulun who was rushing up. go.

woohoo~
A thick black mist exuded from Elder Nuotulun's body, as if he had sensed the threat of the Holy Light Beetle. Elder Nuotulun let out a low growl, and the black mist covering his whole body suddenly transformed into several black tentacles, moving towards the holy light. The beetle whipped through.

Poof, poof, poof~
The moment the black tentacles touched the holy light beetle, they collapsed immediately, but they also pulled the holy light beetle back, making it impossible to approach.

Whoosh!
A black tentacle broke through the Holy Light Beetle's defense, and stabbed towards the chest of Baron Boris, with a strong wind, like a most skilled swordsman, delivering a fatal blow to the enemy.

Baron Boris' complexion changed slightly. Only then did he recall that Elder Nuotulun had the title of "Blood Sword Master" back then. He was good at swordsmanship, and his combat power ranked among the top three in the Uriel clan.

"Secret Technique—Blood Light Shield!"

Bo Ruisi let out a soft drink, blood was surging all over his body, and the dark red shield with nine sides and a length of more than one foot blocked his front, slowly turning around his body.

when!
The black tentacles pierced one of the shields and was immediately blocked, disintegrated into smoke, and returned to Elder Nuotulun's body.

Whoosh whoosh~
A few more black tentacles pierced from different angles, like a swordsman performing different sword skills, but Baron Boris stood still, allowing the nine dark red shields on his body to automatically defend, resisting Nuotu All attacks by Elder Lun.

"Elder, please rest in peace, I will bring your ashes back to the Uriel clan..." Baron Boris sighed softly, controlled the holy light beetle, and launched a more violent attack on the familiar elder in front of him .

hum~
There was a slight tremor, and the light and shadow changed. The holy light beetle, which was originally only the size of a fingernail, suddenly burst into dazzling holy light on the surface of its body. Each holy light beetle looked like a small sun, blooming with terrifying light energy and thermal energy.

Before approaching, the black mist on Elder Nuotulun's body began to boil continuously, as if evaporating, and quickly dissipated.

There were bursts of piercing screams, and the black mist on Elder Nuotulun's body turned out to be like a living thing. On top of Elder Nuotulun's head, a ferocious grimace condensed and made a silent sound towards Baron Boris. The sharp roar, if Han Dong was here, he would definitely feel familiar. This kind of roar was the same as what he had encountered before, it could only be heard in the target's mind, but the ears could not hear any sound at all.

hum~
Boris' face suddenly turned pale, and his body swayed, looking like he was on the verge of falling. After a while, Baron Boris suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath languished, and his face was full of shock.

"This, how is this possible? When did Elder Nuotulun master the ability to attack the spirit of the soul?" Baron Boris couldn't help but backed away.

For the blood race, the most important thing is their own blood, and the blood energy developed by the blood. Any ability of the blood race is an extension of the blood energy, and the second is the spiritual power. Like the spiritual master, the blood race also has Strong mental power.

However, unlike spiritual masters who obtain spiritual power through hard training, the spiritual power of the vampire can grow on its own over time. In other words, the older the vampire, the stronger the mental power, and the stronger the power when casting spells big.

However, everything has advantages and disadvantages. The spiritual power that can grow naturally without relying on hard training is naturally far inferior to the spiritual power obtained by spiritual masters through hard training. Therefore, in terms of defense against spiritual attacks, the defense of the vampires The power will only be worse than that of the healer.

With just one blow, Boris was seriously injured. Cracks appeared on the edge of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, causing permanent damage. It would take at least a hundred years of cultivation to recover from such an injury.

Faced with this sudden blow, Baron Boris was terrified. He originally thought that he had mastered the method of controlling the crown of thorns. No one in the ruins of the holy city would be able to harm him. He was still invincible. Unexpectedly, after turning into a blood corpse, Elder Nuo Tulun dealt him a heavy blow.

"Soul attack, this turned out to be a soul attack..." Baron Boris suddenly lost the courage to continue fighting, his figure turned into a blood mist, and flew towards the direction away from the temple.

Elder Nuo Tulun, who turned into a blood corpse, had a ferocious expression on his face, striding forward to chase after him, but the moment he stepped out of the gate of the temple, his whole body began to tremble violently.

After a while, Elder Nuotulun, who was full of unwillingness, let out a roar in the direction Baron Boris was escaping, turned around and walked towards the temple. It seemed that there was some reason that prevented him from leaving the temple. It was a monster like an earth-bound spirit, otherwise, it is still unclear whether Baron Boris, who was already seriously injured, could escape its pursuit.

On the other side, Bo Ruisi's two blood companions shuttled excitedly through the ruined holy city. At this time, jewels, gold and precious alchemy were scattered everywhere in the streets and alleys of the ruined holy city. Material.

Although most of the items have long been decayed due to the long history, there are still many things that can stand the test of time. The two of them picked up a lot of gold and jewelry alone. The blood and the wealth obtained will not be spent in a few lifetimes after going out.

"It's such a pity, so many precious materials are just thrown away for nothing, and in the end, due to lack of maintenance, they all become garbage, otherwise..."

"It's almost there, let's rush to the temple as soon as possible to get the blood of the blood prince. Compared with wealth, the improvement of strength is more important!"

"You're right, let's go to the temple first, and search after we get the blood of the Grand Duke of Blood. This city is too big, and we still have enough time to search!"

Talking and laughing, the two rushed towards the central temple in the ruins of the city, without noticing a few faint red traces emerged from their shadows.

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(End of this chapter)