Big Demon

Although the life of the Transcendent God level has evolved to an incredible level, the functions of all aspects of the body are far from being comparable to that of ordinary people. ▲Baidu search: ▲Sui▲Meng▲xiao▲say▲net▲However, life has its limits after all.

Even a god-level powerhouse could not bear the nightmare of being attacked by turns if he wanted to sit and rest for a while. Xuan Yuanzi only felt that he was on the verge of collapse, and he had endured more and more difficulties. He repeatedly wanted to break into that nasty nether black evil formation and raged and slay those nasty little ghost kings. , And then walk away.

But this can only be yy. Not only has his injury not recovered in the past year, he has also deteriorated a little in the constant "harassment", and his mental level is even more exhausted.

However, as soon as the results of Lei Dong's painstaking research came out, his nightmare seemed to have just begun.

More than a hundred "suicide" ghosts spread out silently, each at least ten feet away from their companions. This wide and sparse formation can prevent a series of chain explosion reactions after being blown remotely by someone. At the same time, it can also prevent certain "sex" spells with a large power range that does not count the loss of true elements.

One mile is equal to one hundred and tens of meters, and ten "suicide" ghosts are arranged horizontally, which is one mile wide. The scattered array of more than a hundred "suicide" ghosts is also quite spectacular.

When these "suicide" ghosts flew out of the black misty black evil formation, Xuan Yuanzi had already discovered them, but the divine thought swept away, but he was sneer and contemptuously. These more than a hundred things that seem to be ghosts, weak, really weak.

It's no wonder that Xuan Yuanzi would make this judgment. From the perspective of breath, these "suicide" ghosts are indeed very weak, only equivalent to the high-level cultivator of Qi refining, or the level of collection. High-level cultivators of Qi refining may be gods in the eyes of mortals, and they are also the kind of masters who can defeat a thousand on the battlefield of mortals. But for Xuan Yuanzi, a cultivator like the proud of heaven, and a god-transforming powerhouse, enemies of this level are just ants, something that can be pinched to death at will, how can he pay attention to it?

If he doesn't count the loss of true essence, he can even kill more than a hundred little ghosts in one blow. Of course, because those little ghosts are very scattered, it is not cost-effective to kill in one fell swoop.

When the ten "suicide" ghosts in the first row flew in front of Xuan Yuanzi only for a while, Xuan Yuanzi didn't even lift his eyelids. He wants to see what he wants. What does the boy named Lei want to do? Do you want to "harass" yourself with this kind of trash kid?

If this is the case, Xuan Yuanzi would be happy, and he could fully prop up an energy shield, and then meditate to return his breath.

At this moment, the vision appeared. The little ghosts in the first row that were flying slowly, suddenly seemed to be beaten with blood, and exploded with violent speed.

"Huh?" Xuan Yuanzi's eyelids finally lifted up. He is a little strange. This kind of cannon fodder, who obviously only has a breath of refining grade, can actually have this kind of speed? Just a short distance, the time for only seven or eight breaths has come. This kind of speed, even an ordinary Golden Core cultivator, can't burst it out, right?

He didn't know that the usual fastest speed of these "suicide" ghosts was equivalent to the foundation-building speed. But that kind of speed explosion will not last long, at most it can support the "suicide" ghost flying a distance of more than ten miles. If the ghost spirit cannot be supplemented, the "suicide" ghost can no longer explode.

But Master Xuanyuan felt nothing. Even so, these little ghosts with only a breath of refining aura couldn't threaten him no matter how they threw. His mental level is very tired, if he even pays attention to such small things, he will definitely collapse if he insists on it for another year. With this leisure, it is better to be more prepared for the sneak attacks of those ghost kings. Although under normal circumstances, he can easily kill a ghost king. But the ghost king is not an ant, but also a powerful man with strong combat effectiveness. Once he is caught off guard by the ghost king, his life will not be easy even for a god-transforming powerhouse.

Xuan Yuanzi was a little bored and easily popped out a few wisps of finger wind. For a God-Transforming-class powerhouse, even if he used very little power, the finger wind that popped out was swift and ruthless, and it was a little worse to build a foundation. The monk is also difficult to resist.

Boom boom boom~ Several "suicide" ghosts that were close to him several feet away exploded violently.

This kind of explosion that caused all the remaining energy in the body in an instant caused a faint ripple and twist in the space, and the violent shock wave rushed in all directions.

With such a rapid explosion at such a short distance, even the God-level Xuanyuanzi had only time to form a thin layer of qi outside his skin. The air wave that swept through instantly broke through that small layer of qi and shocked him. A burst of blood tumbling in the body.

Xuan Yuanzi's face changed drastically, and these little ghosts exploded with power, and they were not inferior to the full blow of the high-ranking monks in the base-building period. You know, Rao is a god-level cultivator, but if he is not defended, he will be injured if he is bombarded with a powerful spell by a low-level cultivator. After all, no matter how powerful the monk is, he is still a flesh and blood body, even if he can cultivate his flesh to a degree of firmness comparable to that of fine iron. But under the spells of low-level monks, even the fine iron will be damaged.

Of course, if Xuanyuanzi's shield is fully defensive, even if the foundation-building cultivator is lucky enough to hit him, he will at most make a ripple on his shield, costing a little of his true energy.

Of course, a foundation-building monk is also an ant, but if there are tens of thousands, one hundred thousand, or even hundreds of thousands of foundation-building monks, a god-level powerhouse would not dare to die with them. Quantitative changes often lead to qualitative changes, hundreds of thousands of monks, one mouthful of saliva is enough for him, not to mention that the power of the magical weapons of the monks in the base construction period is not low. Even if the shield of the god-level cultivator was able to resist, it couldn't stop those endless spells from bombarding them for a long time.

Of course, what made Xuan Yuanzi's "lust" change was not just that the explosions of these little ghosts were so powerful, but that he thought that there were more than a hundred others. If these hundreds of little ghosts bombed themselves at about the same time, if they were caught off guard, they might get hurt. Even if the shield is turned on, the true essence will be wasted in vain.

Thinking of this, how dare Xuan Yuanzi treat these strange little ghosts with a little bit of disdain, ten fingers fluttering, and his energy is like a machine gun. Sky. But at this moment, the more than one hundred "suicide" ghosts accelerated at the same time, flying towards Xuan Yuanzi almost like a cannonball. In their instinct, all they want is to get as close as possible to the enemy and then blew themselves up.

Boom boom boom~

What strength is Xuan Yuanzi? Even the speed of those "suicide" ghosts is extremely fast, comparable to the speed at which Brother Jindan erupts. However, in the eyes of a monk of his level, it is still not enough to see. The majestic divine mind firmly locks all the "suicide" ghosts one by one. It only takes two or three breaths to point out. More than a hundred Dao points. The remote and precise "shoot" exploded all the "suicide" ghosts. Except for the opening ones, no half can only get close to him.

"Although I hate this Xuan Yuanzi very much, I have to admit that the God-Transforming Grade is worthy of the God-Transforming Grade." Although Lei Dong thought he could quickly kill more than one hundred low-level targets in extremely fast flight, he absolutely did it. Xuan Yuanzi is not so fast, and the power of the finger is used to the advantage, not a little bit of strength is wasted.

"His finger strength and shield cost about one-fourth of his true essence." Qi Ling seemed to really stand from the perspective of academic research, and directly analyzed Xuan Yuanzi's energy consumption: " Four hundred waves of "suicide" ghosts exhausted his power. If you count his recovery of energy by taking the pill "medicine", the slow natural recovery during the battle, or the use of heavenly spirit stones, etc., it is difficult to estimate. However. Don't worry, even if he opens the shield, he can't withstand tens of thousands of "suicide" ghosts rushing in front of him and exploding."

"Hehe, is it hard to bear even tens of thousands of "suicide" ghosts exploding one after another?" Lei Dong laughed contentedly at this result, and after using the advantages of the "suicide" ghosts, even though it contained the total power It's not much stronger than Spectre in quantity, but it can play a big role. He also saw the explosive power of the "suicide" ghost very clearly. The power was very fierce, and the general foundation-building monks could be seriously injured or killed directly. You know, under normal circumstances, to deal with a foundation-building monk, at least dozens or hundreds of ghosts have to be sent. Moreover, the "suicide" ghost erupts extremely fast, at least it is difficult for the monks in the foundation period to avoid it, and the Jindan monks are not easy to defend.

What's more, what Qi Ling counted was just to attack Xuan Yuanzi in batches according to a wave of a hundred "suicide" ghosts. But if there were thousands of "suicide" ghosts and surrounded them, Xuan Yuanzi would definitely not be able to cope with it so easily. One wave of thousands, the effect will be far better than ten waves of one hundred.

But what if a wave of tens of thousands of "suicide" ghost shocks ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or a wave of tens of thousands of "suicides" ghost shock? What Xuanyuanzi could do was probably only to escape. But it happened that it was in this arena space now, and Fangyuan was holding it ten miles away. One hundred thousand "suicide" ghosts can almost fill the entire arena space. In other words, no matter where Xuan Yuanzi teleported, he would be bombed one after another.

"Hmph, restrain yourself as a cocoon." Lei Dong smiled and cursed secretly. If Xuan Yuanzi didn't pull himself into this space and annihilate himself, how could he fall into such a desperate situation?

After trying the power of the "suicide" ghost, Lei Dong decided to try the design of the big belly cannon ghost. Even so, after a series of attempts to improve, Lei Dong got a relatively stable plan for the sacrifice of the big-bellied gun ghost.

This time, thousands of big belly cannon ghosts were refined in one breath, and they were not sent to death. Instead, a three-dimensional cannon array was listed on the edge of the Nether Black Fiend array. Yaoyao locked the terrified Xuan Yuanzi who was "harassed" for several miles away.

Xuan Yuanzi's keen soul suddenly felt a throbbing, as if danger was approaching. At this moment, there was a roar of shaking like a mountain.

At the same time, there were thousands of Netherfire shells the size of a basketball, dragging the long green flame tail, covering the bombing method, and blasted towards Xuan Yuanzi far away. (To be continued