city ​​of sanctuaries

Chapter 708 Strategy
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The duration and range of the holy flame were far beyond expectations. Fang Tian retreated 30 meters to avoid the coverage of the holy flame.

Seeing that Fang Tian's blood volume dropped sharply, Xiao Jiu hurriedly released Fang Tian's healing technique to pull his blood back.

Fang Tianxin said it was a pity that he was very close just now, and he was able to kill the saints in seconds with only a few steps. Due to the restrictions of the dungeon, there is a total limit on the number of summoning cards and explosive potion 001 that can be brought into the dungeon. Tian still has 6 Iron Man Puppet Summoning Cards and 7 Gargoyle Puppet Summoning Cards left on him.

If this opportunity is lost, the opponent will be on guard, and it will be more difficult to get close to the opponent next time.

The holy flame of the blazing burner continued to burn around the saints, which made it impossible for Fang Tian and Xue Yang, two melee professions, to get close. Glugelu also frowned. His long-range attack alone played a role The role is to create space for Fang Tian to attack.

Without the make-up effect of the dishonesty's dagger, the output of Glugelu alone can't kill the saint at all.It can be said that all battle strategies are formulated for Fang Tian's final blow.

Glu Gelu clearly understood this, so he put down his bow and arrow and did not take the initiative to attack, but waited for the skill to cool down, and waited for Fang Tianxia to attack once.

Surrounded by raging holy flames, the saint did not continue to attack, but fixed his eyes on Fang Tian.

"A believer in the church?"

Fang Tian's eyelids twitched.

This expression was seen by the saint, he frowned, and danced the scepter in his hand again, a red wave condensed in the center of the scepter.

"careful!"

Feeling the fluctuation, Glu Gelu immediately issued a warning, and the four scattered and approached each other, looking very afraid.

The red light condensed on the tip of the scepter and became more and more shining. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, the entire prayer hall radiated red light.

"Crack!"

The saint pressed the scepter tightly in his hand down heavily.

"what is that!?"

Xue Yang yelled in disbelief.

With the scepter as the center, strange red lines emerged on the ground and spread out from all around.

It spread even faster than the holy flame just now, covering several people's feet almost in an instant, and there was no way to avoid it.

In an instant, not only the ground, but also the walls and ceiling of the prayer hall of the Holy Cross Church were covered with red lines.

Seeing this scene, Fang Tian was extremely surprised.

It's an alchemy formation.

Moreover, it is the alchemy formation of the temple. In this prayer hall, it is actually full of alchemy formations of the temple!

Fang Tian clearly understood the functions of these alchemy formations.

Seal, suppress.

Seal and suppress everything in the formation.

The game prompts sounded in everyone's ears at the same time.

"Reminder: You are affected by the alchemy formation, and all skills will be sealed."

"Hint: Your power is running out."

See the hell!

Xue Yang's complexion was pale, and he could clearly feel the power on his body was passing away after turning on the full free mode. When he opened the control panel, he saw that his attribute value was dropping rapidly bit by bit.

His feet were soft, and Xue Yang couldn't stand up. He knelt down on the ground with both knees and put his hands on the ground, so he managed to avoid collapsing.

Looking at it again, Gelu Gelu and Xiaojiu were also affected, one after another half lying on the ground.

As for Fang Tian, ​​he stood there, at first glance, it seemed that he was not affected at all.

To be precise, Fang Tian was affected, the holy hall imprint on the back of his hand became red and hot, and it also emitted a red light.

In the hall, the red light on the scepter in the saint's hand and the red light on the back of Fang Tian's hand complement each other.

"Hint: Due to the effect of the mark of the sanctuary, you are immune to the effect of the alchemy formation."

"Hint: You can try to control the alchemy formation with the mark of the temple."

"Hint: Probability calculation..."

"Hint: Unable to calculate."

"You are actually the inheritor of the temple!?" Seeing this scene, the saint showed shock for the first time, and he whispered to himself: "No wonder you pay so much attention to the temple... But why...why did this happen..."

Fang Tian frowned, opportunity!

He clearly sensed a chance. At this moment, the saint appeared in a state of trance, and the holy flame that continued under the saint's feet had disappeared. There was a huge difference in strength between the two sides, and Fang Tian had no reason to give up any chance!
But not enough!More time is needed.

"Try to control the alchemy formation in the room!"

As this thought arose, the holy hall imprint on the back of Fang Tian's hand became hotter and hotter. Under Fang Tian's urging, it turned into a fast rotation.

Not only the imprint of the temple in Fang Tian's hand, but also the entire rune pattern floating in the prayer hall slowly rotated in a clockwise direction.

The saint was shocked again, and hastily lowered his head to concentrate, as if he wanted to seize control of the formation.

It's now!

Fang Tian didn't need to control the holy hall mark in his hand at all, he seized the moment when the saint's attention was focused on the holy hall mark.

Fang Tian suddenly stepped forward and entered the third-level burning state, and his speed soared to the extreme.

Almost instantaneously, the distance between Fang Tian and the saint was shortened by 20 meters.

The saint did not expect Fang Tian's surprise attack at all, and when he felt something strange and raised his head, Fang Tian was already right in front of him.

enough!

This distance!

Under the boiling and burning blood, Fang Tian's spirit was extremely calm, and his eyes were fixed on the saint.

The dagger of the dishonesty appeared in Fang Tian's hands.

A distance of ten meters is a death line for Fang Tian in the third-level burning state.

Once within ten meters, the saint will definitely be hit by the dagger of the dishonest person.

And Fang Tian has already prepared for the next thing, what he has to face must be the counterattack of the saints.

But Fang Tian is not worried. The previous mission reward, he got the big thief's socks, even if he is attacked by death, he can also be immune to the damage of this attack and randomly teleport it around.

From the moment he entered the opponent's ten-meter range, the outcome was decided!

"laugh!"

The dagger slashed across the saint's neck, leaving a trail of blood.

Everything happened so smoothly!
Fang Tian's pupils suddenly tightened.

This...the saint did not attack! ?
As soon as the scepter was lifted, the saint did not release the shock-type skills as Fang Tian expected. Instead, he abandoned the scepter in his hand and pushed his right hand forward. Click on it.

At that moment, Fang Tian only felt a vigorous force of holy light emerge from the center of the saint's palm, and a golden light burst out from the palm of Fang Tian's forehead.

(End of this chapter)