Daomen Invasion

Two metal rods were inserted in the ears of the flying dragon, and the end just destroyed the protective device of the outer layer of the control core. Xiahe's consciousness easily broke through and came to the control core of the metal dragon.

The golden material structure, like the smallest fish egg, is sticky, and each is a complex independent organ.

Xiahe did not see anything too new. Structurally, this thing is not more complicated than the robot control core of Shenzhou World, nor is it high-end. This golden material is too strange, and Xiahe ’s power of consciousness is not. The method analyzes how it is made, or it is a natural substance.

Robots, machine life, they have no soul. But Xiahe's consciousness entered the control core of this flying dragon and immediately discovered that this place can definitely store souls.

Or it cannot naturally produce a soul, but stuffing it into the soul and allowing the soul to control the metal flying dragon and using the flying dragon as a body is no difficulty.

Xiahe's consciousness swam in this golden material, and felt silently, suddenly a tingling came, but it was the dragon's tail, penetrated by huge nails.

Xiahe did not withdraw, he felt a distant place, there was something calling for the metal dragon.

That direction, if not wrong, is the mountain village on the border.

Ultra-long-distance control is not difficult, but the difficulty is how to use the soul, usually speaking, this is a patent of God. Alien invaders are definitely not gods. They do n’t need faith. They only need material. They only use the most brutal means to plunder and destroy one world after another.

Xiahe dared and responded to the call, his spirit radiating strong hostility.

A huge roar sounded, Xiahe's consciousness was expelled at a glance, the metal flying dragon suddenly shaken its wings, and the wings that had not been completely cut were raised, and several magicians were picked up by it in the air.

Immediately, a glare of magic fell and pressed against the huge wings of the metal dragon.

Xiahe quickly inspected, and his consciousness was not damaged, but was repelled by great power. There are powerful souls in the core organ of the metal dragon.

Roar!

The metal dragon roared, trying to get out of control, and immediately hundreds of magical glory reflected up and down, two metal rods inserted in its earholes went inward, the metal dragon trembling, slowly quieted down again.

Before Xiahe waited to calm down, he saw a black smoke rising above the metal flying dragon's head.

However, none of the surrounding magicians found it.

Black smoke has a sticky feeling, and it sways on the top of the flying faucet. In a blink of an eye, Xiahe has a feeling of being stared at. His projection had no power at all. When the black smoke flickered, Xiahe had to cancel the projection when he flew up, so that the consciousness returned to his secret room.

Unexpectedly, the black smoke didn't know what method was used, and immediately came to Xiahe.

Xiahe was surprised, and he started the defensive magic without hesitation.

Tenjin armor!

Black smoke flew up towards Xiahe, Xiahe's Mobius fire ring bloomed, the black smoke directly penetrated the fire ring, Xiahe did not dare to try the **** barrier on the magic robe, a phantom flickered and rushed out of the chamber.

The black smoke also ignored Xiahe's blockade magic and rushed out of Xiahe. In front of Xiahe, a crystal clear polyhedral crystal appeared. As soon as he flashed, he penetrated through the polyhedral crystal and appeared at the corner of the corridor next moment.

Mobile technology-the door of the prism.

This time the black smoke did not follow suit, Xiahe's prism disappeared, it flickered in the corridor, flying at high speed, chasing behind. Xiahe dare not let it catch up.

There is no killing intention in this black smoke, it is more like hiding the calm after the destruction of the universe.

Purple electric ice needle.

The arc disappeared into the black smoke, and the ice needle penetrated the black smoke.

Wind riding!

Xiahe released the spell in the corridor, and the black smoke also accelerated, catching up.

Asra cut the curse!

broken!

town!

Xiahe tried magic one by one, and it was all invalid. He didn't dare to let this thing fall on him, he could only run away frantically. Soon he came to the exit, he rushed towards the iron gate, but the black smoke did not catch up, but suddenly flew to Marin who was greeting Xiahe.

Marin strangely said to Xiahe: "Why did you come out so quickly?"

Black smoke flew into his body at once, Marin's face quickly shrivelled, and the whole person stiffened on the chair. He didn't see the existence of black smoke until he died, but his body was cold, and his life ended.

As soon as Marin died, a magic alarm sounded suddenly.

This is Metatlin's technology. As long as someone dies unexpectedly, it will trigger an alarm no matter where it is.

Xiahe hesitated and shouted loudly.

"Something chased me and killed Marin!" He shouted again, contacting Stephen.

When the black smoke came out of Marin's body, Marin had no flesh and blood, and became a clean skeleton.

Xiahe looked at the corpse and didn't escape immediately, but shouted loudly. Another meditating magician in the room had woken up and watched Marin turned into a skeleton, startled.

"Black smoke!" Xiahe shouted.

"What black smoke?" The magician was confused.

Black smoke rushed over him suddenly and was flicked away by a white light. The white light shattered and a talisman on the magician exploded. He was frightened because he didn't know what attack he had received.

The Master's Hand!

When Xiahe pulled the hand of the master, the magician was dragged out of the cell.

The black smoke emptied the second time, and Xiahe added a wind ride to the magician, and ran him in the corridor. He didn't want to go up. If this thing went up, he didn't know how many people to kill.

"What is the magic of your body protection? The one that just broke!"

The magician who was pulled by Xiahe and ran together couldn't calm down. His magical amulet shattered without warning, but it was something that could resist thirty-level epic magic.

"Soul light."

"Guard the soul?"

"Not all, it is also effective for material attacks."

"Stop, no magic is allowed here!" A dozen magicians came out of the corridor and stopped in front of Xiahe. Xia Hexin said I'm sorry, he took the people around him, leaped over the elements of the wind, and flew over the magicians' heads.

Xiahe Yang walked away, and behind him came a scream, a magician was thrown into the body by the black smoke, and quickly shrivelled.

The rest of the magicians simply started to run away, because they could not see the enemy.

"Asra, you can't run, only you can see the black smoke you said!" Said the magician rescued by Xiahe.

When Xiahe thought about it, he didn't run up, wasn't he afraid that this thing would escape?

He slowed down and shouted: "A black smoke is attacking us. You can't see that it may be the lack of soul power. This thing was blocked by the Soul Light guardian magic. Please call the legendary Master!"

Xia He suddenly thought of his own devil. When the devil was invisible, others could not see it.

But after the imp is invisible, it moves slowly and cannot attack others, just like the assassin skills of this world. Once the attack starts, it will be exposed immediately. The black smoke killed two people, and no one could see its existence.

The release of the two ghosts may touch the black smoke, but it is definitely not an opponent. The ghosts made by myself are very weak and have no combat ability.

And it's too nonsense, if the kid I made attacked the black smoke, and it has a little effect, how to see this matter has nothing to do with myself.

Xiahe believes that as long as a legendary mage comes out, this black smoke will definitely be caught.

This thing is similar to ghosts, but definitely not ghosts. The ghost itself still has the power of life, and the Taoist is most sensitive to this.

And in that black smoke, there was no death, only the cold after destruction.

It may be a kind of extraterrestrial demon, or it may be the evil caused by his Buddha Nirvana. Anyway, this thing is too evil, and Xiahe can't try it with the **** fire crow to burn it. In such a narrow passage, Shenhuo Flying Crow was released, and a large area around it was destroyed.

The magician who was pulled by Xiahe was also very entangled. He wanted to part ways with Xiahe, and was afraid that after the breakup, that thing was not chasing others but himself.

With this magician, at least know where he said the black smoke.

There are a lot of corridors here. Xiahe found a loop-shaped line to run. The speed of black smoke was faster than before, and Xiahe had maintained a wind ride. No one else blocked the road, and the black smoke caught Xiahe to chase.

Xiahe couldn't help but ask: "You guys, won't there be a legendary mage sitting in town?"

"We are here, are you not here?"

"You didn't read my badge?"

The magician was messy for a while, and said: "There is a legendary mage. I may think that things are not important, so I haven't come to take care of things."

"To what extent does it matter? I'll blow up here, won't it?"

"Don't mess up!"

"Why did I mess up ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ No one has come out to help for so long!" Xiahe was also a little angry, who would he be if he died here?

Xiahe said, and took a piece of magic fire flying crow out.

No matter what it is, the true fire of the sun can hurt. Among the flames of the **** fire flying crow, it is enough to have one ten thousandth of the sun's true fire. At least no attack will be invalid.

"You guys, why come out with such a dangerous thing!" A voice burst into anger, before Xiahe had anything to say, a six-pointed star array suddenly appeared at his feet, and the light rushed towards the roof. , The light seems to be a steel cage.

Xiahe looked at the other end of the corridor, and the black smoke pounced on himself, which seemed to be two circles larger than the beginning. Can this thing grow up after eating people?

The Shenhuo Flying Crow symbol burned in Xiahe's hands, and the Shenhuo Flying Crow slammed out. The entire corridor was instantly filled with flames. Amidst the flames, a group of dark shadows rushed backwards, and Xiahe's ears finally heard a trace of shock frequency.