Chapter 408
Chapter 408
Chapter 408
"They all ran away, why didn't you run away?"
Yan Kuangshan looked at [Happy is over] who was still looking around and asked.
Sister Happy patted her flat chest, and replied earnestly:
"This is the basic quality of being a UP master. In the face of precious video materials, how can I run away? At worst, I will die twice."
With the experience of dying directly to the white number in order to take a close-up of Qin Fan in the beast tide battle, Happy Sister's expression is very calm, and seeing Lao Yan so stable, she is even more relieved.
As for her answer, Yan Kuangshan was at a loss. What kind of grandma, what material, he just didn't understand, but seeing the other party's eyes, he probably guessed that this was the belief she insisted on. .
"Then don't leave Xuanyang Guard's military range.
Although it doesn't matter the last time you aliens die, but as one of the few aliens who are paid attention to by Lord Guizun, if you die too many times and your strength is too weak, that would be bad. "
Sister Happy nodded resolutely. Immortality is of course the best thing. High strength means that she has strong eyesight. Strong eyesight means that the video materials she collects are of higher definition.
She still understands this reason.
Immediately, Yan Kuangshan let Happy Sister to gossip around, and he himself walked up to Ban Shuqiong and said:
"I have seen this scene once in the outskirts of the imperial city."
Ban Shuqiong glanced at Yan Kuangshan in surprise, but he didn't think it was strange when he thought it was near the imperial city, so he answered directly:
"This is a sign that the fire of the Earth Tribulation is beginning to emerge. It is rumored that if a heaven-rank weapon wants to break through its limit, it must be tempered by the fire of the Earth Tribulation. Only in this way can it reach the barren rank!"
"Desolate rank? Does this mean above the heavenly rank? Do you mean that there is a desolate rank divine soldier about to be born in front of you?"
Yan Kuangshan's face was full of curiosity. About the secrets above the heavenly ranks, it is a question that every great master will explore.
Ban Shuqiong looked at Yan Kuangshan helplessly, then glanced around, and said via voice transmission:
"Have you never been to the intelligence room of the ghost city? The name Huangjie was recorded by Lord Guizun, and you should be able to check it with your authority.
But in fact, some magic soldiers have already reached this level, but they are all owned by the top forces.
They chose to keep the term "Desolate Rank" a secret, so people in Jianghu only thought that Heaven Rank High Rank was the highest rank judgment for a weapon.
As for whether there is a desolate magic weapon in front of it, I think it is more like a vision caused by Lord Guizun's weapon. "
"Master Guizun's weapon?" Yan Kuangshan recalled that when he saw Qin Fan several times, there was a bouncing funny ball on his shoulder.
Immediately, he began to gently stroke his precious big gun, his face full of suspicion.
Although rationally speaking, Qin Fan's weapon is definitely much better than his own, but the appearance is too deceptive, and he has been boasting about his big gun recently, which made him feel blindly confident.
My pups are the best!
Ban Shuqiong, who understood Yan Kuangshan's thoughts, gave the other party a look like a bumpkin and said:
"Master Guizun's weapon is jointly forged by the Lord Palace Master and the Supreme Elder. Several materials of undeterminable rank are used in the collection of my Jiqiao Palace, and a mid-level god of the heaven rank is also incorporated into it." Soldiers!
Its name [Wanxiang · Dijie] is bestowed by the heavens, and it can condense the elementary consciousness to reach the heavenly level when it is born. It is not an exaggeration to say that its potential is the best in the world!
Even the second-best craftsman in the imperial city devoted all his efforts, and even went to the furnace, he couldn't forge a work that surpassed it! "
And [Wanxiang·Dijie] is also the pride of their Jiqiao Palace, so Ban Shuqiong naturally does not allow others to question this.
"Okay, stop talking."
Yan Kuangshan held his big gun with a resentful expression on his face, as if his own son had been crushed by the other party's son in all directions, but this blame can only be blamed on his incompetence as a father, who does not have enough financial resources and contacts.
At this moment, the strong earthquake began to subside gradually, and the cracks that emerged on the ground gathered in one direction, looking from top to bottom, it looked like a spider web, and at the same time, a scorching breath began to emanate from the cracks.
"Xuanyang Guard obey orders! Avoid the cracks on the ground!"
Because it is far away from the center, the people on Yan Kuangshan's side don't have to worry about being implicated by the fire that is about to erupt.
However, the silver trap army that had already faced Tuoba Jin on the Eastern battlefield had no time to worry about this, and even the shock just now did not affect the battle between the two sides!
"The military power is condensed——Yu Wangzhai!"
I saw the aura it exudes condensed into the shape of a hand cast in front of an iron rod over the army formation, and at the same time the momentum of the entire army rose a lot!
As for Mu Che who was fighting Tuoba Jin directly, when the halberd in his hand struck at the opponent, a strong wind caused Tuoba Jin to narrow his eyes!
boom--!
A blow like a mighty force directly sent Tuoba Jin flying!
At this moment, the clothes on Tuoba Jin's body were all shattered, and he tore off a few strips of cloth hanging on his chest, and looked at Mu Che with a little more serious eyes.
"I've underestimated you, your silver trap army is already close to first-class army strength."
Holding a halberd in his hand, Mu Che looked at the other party with a serious expression, especially noticing that a wound on his chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and couldn't help but think:
"What a monster!"
Immediately, his expression changed, and when he found a scorching breath gushing out from below, he couldn't help frowning!
Just when Mu Che was stunned, Tuoba Jin was already pounced on him like a cruel beast, and the soldiers of the Silver Trapped Army intercepted in the middle could only support one move at most, and then he was torn to pieces by his pair of strong arms!
boom--!
An unpretentious heavy punch hit Mu Che's chest with a terrifying aura. Mu Che subconsciously blocked it with a halberd, and his whole body flew upside down!
"How dare you lose your mind when you fight against me!"
Although Tuoba Jin's speed was suppressed by the army, he was still as fast as a ghost. What's more, his power was so strong that he was invincible, even a soldier in silver armor would be pierced by his punch!
But compared to the lamb-like powerlessness of the former city master army, the silver trap army far surpassed it in terms of strength and fighting spirit!
I saw the soldiers of the Silver Trapped Army desperately attacking Tuobajin, even though they were killed three times by him, they were still fighting with the three-man formation, the five-man formation and the seven-man formation!
At the same time, wounds appeared on Tuoba Jin's body. Although his injuries were rapidly recovering in an incomprehensible way, the blood that flowed out still stained him into a bloody man!
"The Silver Trapped Army listens to the order! The military power is condensed—Xing Tianshield!"
Mu Che, who noticed the abnormality, gave the order decisively, and saw that the silver trapped army began to retreat, and at the same time, a phantom of a shield loomed above its army formation, and then it was enveloped by blue lights!
Tuoba Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at the cracked ground below and the scorching air waves that were about to burst out.
This kind of accident is exactly what he wants!
"It's too late to run now!"
Tuoba Jin let out a loud roar, all the blood adhering to his skin was scattered, his figure suddenly rose several meters, and the muscles all over his body began to knot, like a terrifying giant who hissed and shattered the earth!
Almost at the same time, fire dragons made of red flames rushed out of the cracks in the ground!
Even though Mu Che had condensed the army to defend, but because it was not far from the center, the distribution of the cracks became more dense, which caused a small part of the silver trapped army that was facing the fire dragon to be swallowed by it, and then turned into ashes all over the place!
And Tuoba Jin took advantage of this to rush into the somewhat chaotic army formation again and start fighting!
the other side.
Zhu Wuyan stopped, or rather, it was difficult for her to take another step. The ground under her feet was already covered with cracks, and bunches of flames began to burst out!
"A heaven-level divine soldier has reached the barren level? Breakthrough at this time?"
Zhu Wuyan's eyes looked not far from where the cracks gathered, there was an irregular object floating in the air!
And its position is just in front of the entrance passage of Wandu Palace!
"Damn it! Is it Ying Tianhong? Is he dying!"
At this moment, the entire Ten Thousand Poison Palace is like a big furnace, with fire snakes converging from deeper underground to the top, and many of the little party dishes who cast themselves under Zhu Wuyan's command have already been burned to death by those flames!
As for the players who were locked up, they looked hopeless.
"Destroy it, this damn thing won't even let us smell the fragrance!"
"I think we can go offline, wait until when the forum announces that the battle is over, we will pop up."
"No! I'm going to the forum to complain. This girl's game experience is too bad. It's fine to put her in confinement for the whole time. Anyway, there is a fragrant smell to soothe the soul!
As a result, this girl's sudden eruption was like a volcanic eruption, making it impossible for people to have fun! "
"I support you to file a complaint, but you have to be prepared to be banned for a month. After all, the dog management never wants to solve the problem, only knows to silence."
"Everyone, Shanshui will meet again, I will log off first, I hope to see you all when I go online!"
Immediately, figures fell down one after another. In the rising sea of flames, they remained motionless with a peaceful expression. After that, all they could see were white lights flashing continuously.
"Old Shi, your casting lead time is too long." Mo Kaixin was very calm, and his eyes were even filled with intense excitement.
It has to be said that the underground palace of Wandu Palace is much better than the Nether Corpse Cult in terms of construction. The latter was hammered by A Da and Gui Tongzi and directly came to a big collapse and was buried alive.
Even though the former has experienced earthquakes and fires, its stability is still strong. Except for a faint howl in the ear, everything should be stable.
Stone Willow Scorpion was still concentrating on making handprints, and the fire snakes running past him could not interfere with him at all.
Oh, by the way, the only log cabin that exists here has been burnt to pieces, and the remaining dry piece cannot cause the fire to intensify.
On the contrary, the position of the small wooden house is being occupied by a sea of purple flames. If those fire snakes touch the sea of flames, they will be directly melted by the more terrifying purple sun magic flame.
A figure looming inside was reaching out with both hands, pressing on a pool of unknown objects.
"Old Qin seems to be fine, it's fine, it's fine."
Mo Kaixin let out a long sigh of relief, and then swept through the entire underground palace with mental power. At this moment, most of the disciples hiding here are dead, and there are not many living people left.
And most of the tunnel he dug with the organization's puppet army collapsed because of the fire. Fortunately, Huang Tiangui and others retreated in time.
But all the back roads on their side seem to be blocked.
After thinking about the situation of himself and others for three seconds, Mo Kai smiled heartily and said:
"Hahahaha, as expected of [Wanxiang·Emperor Tribulation], even the fire of Earth Tribulation caused by it is far more powerful than ordinary divine weapons!"
"So this should be your mistake."
At this moment, the purple sea of flames not far away had disappeared, and Qin Fan, who had changed into a ghost suit, appeared beside Mo Kaixin.
Mo Kai scratched the back of his head happily, and said:
"It was indeed my mistake. Who made [Wanxiang·Emperor Tribulation] too strong, which also means that its potential is even higher, hahahaha."
Although there was a hint of helplessness on his face, his eyes were full of pride, which made Qin Fan swallow the words that came to his lips.
Then I saw Mo Kaixin staring at him with burning eyes.
"Old Qin, can you feel it?"
Qin Fan took a deep breath. The ghost emperor's suit he was wearing rose up without any wind, and a strong suction came from the bulging robe. The ghost mask on his face seemed to turn into a whirlpool at this moment.
Immediately after, one after another black gas emerged from the void, circled around it, and then disappeared without a trace.
[Introduction to Guizun Emperor's Clothes: It is made of 49 kinds of heaven-grade materials. After wearing it, it will absorb dead energy and be used to assist in the cultivation of yin-attribute kung fu moves.
And can temper the mental power with resentment, and can repair itself through the resentment of death!
Its defense is extremely strong, and it can directly resist the full blow of a newcomer to the great master martial artist. Being in the ghost city of Wangyou, it can condense death energy to form a protective body of its own!
Theoretically, the dead qi is immortal, and the stellar qi is lingering! 】
[Introduction to the ghost mask: through the joint efforts of the world's number one and third craftsmen, it is forged from ninety-nine and 81 kinds of heaven-grade materials, with cognitive spells attached to it, and the name of ghost will emerge in the hearts of those who see the mask !
You can temper your mental strength by absorbing the air of resentment, and you can strengthen the power of mental coercion and weaken the opponent's mental attack!
When you practice mystic skills, you will get twice the result with half the effort!
When you are in the Wangyou Ghost City, you can use the mask as a guide to spontaneously condense the dead energy to release the coercion, and you can also mobilize the entire Wuli Ghost River to fight against the enemy through your mental power! 】
"I can sense some death energy, but it's not enough, cough!" This is also the reason why Qin Fan changed into the Ghost Venerable suit.
Seeing several drops of blood suddenly dripping from under Qin Fan's mask, Mo Kaixin frowned, but noticed that Qin Fan waved his hand and refused to mention it, he swallowed back his doubts.
And Qin Fan's expression was a little gloomy at the moment, as if he had touched some kind of restriction when he had just absorbed the memory fragments of the Lord of Jisu.
A sudden burst of powerful destructive force completely shattered the brain of the master of Jisu, and then rushed into his own spiritual sea.
If it wasn't for Qin Fan's timely cancellation of the fate of Tianxiao's Di Kuda's soul, he might be in a half-waste state now.
(End of this chapter)
"They all ran away, why didn't you run away?"
Yan Kuangshan looked at [Happy is over] who was still looking around and asked.
Sister Happy patted her flat chest, and replied earnestly:
"This is the basic quality of being a UP master. In the face of precious video materials, how can I run away? At worst, I will die twice."
With the experience of dying directly to the white number in order to take a close-up of Qin Fan in the beast tide battle, Happy Sister's expression is very calm, and seeing Lao Yan so stable, she is even more relieved.
As for her answer, Yan Kuangshan was at a loss. What kind of grandma, what material, he just didn't understand, but seeing the other party's eyes, he probably guessed that this was the belief she insisted on. .
"Then don't leave Xuanyang Guard's military range.
Although it doesn't matter the last time you aliens die, but as one of the few aliens who are paid attention to by Lord Guizun, if you die too many times and your strength is too weak, that would be bad. "
Sister Happy nodded resolutely. Immortality is of course the best thing. High strength means that she has strong eyesight. Strong eyesight means that the video materials she collects are of higher definition.
She still understands this reason.
Immediately, Yan Kuangshan let Happy Sister to gossip around, and he himself walked up to Ban Shuqiong and said:
"I have seen this scene once in the outskirts of the imperial city."
Ban Shuqiong glanced at Yan Kuangshan in surprise, but he didn't think it was strange when he thought it was near the imperial city, so he answered directly:
"This is a sign that the fire of the Earth Tribulation is beginning to emerge. It is rumored that if a heaven-rank weapon wants to break through its limit, it must be tempered by the fire of the Earth Tribulation. Only in this way can it reach the barren rank!"
"Desolate rank? Does this mean above the heavenly rank? Do you mean that there is a desolate rank divine soldier about to be born in front of you?"
Yan Kuangshan's face was full of curiosity. About the secrets above the heavenly ranks, it is a question that every great master will explore.
Ban Shuqiong looked at Yan Kuangshan helplessly, then glanced around, and said via voice transmission:
"Have you never been to the intelligence room of the ghost city? The name Huangjie was recorded by Lord Guizun, and you should be able to check it with your authority.
But in fact, some magic soldiers have already reached this level, but they are all owned by the top forces.
They chose to keep the term "Desolate Rank" a secret, so people in Jianghu only thought that Heaven Rank High Rank was the highest rank judgment for a weapon.
As for whether there is a desolate magic weapon in front of it, I think it is more like a vision caused by Lord Guizun's weapon. "
"Master Guizun's weapon?" Yan Kuangshan recalled that when he saw Qin Fan several times, there was a bouncing funny ball on his shoulder.
Immediately, he began to gently stroke his precious big gun, his face full of suspicion.
Although rationally speaking, Qin Fan's weapon is definitely much better than his own, but the appearance is too deceptive, and he has been boasting about his big gun recently, which made him feel blindly confident.
My pups are the best!
Ban Shuqiong, who understood Yan Kuangshan's thoughts, gave the other party a look like a bumpkin and said:
"Master Guizun's weapon is jointly forged by the Lord Palace Master and the Supreme Elder. Several materials of undeterminable rank are used in the collection of my Jiqiao Palace, and a mid-level god of the heaven rank is also incorporated into it." Soldiers!
Its name [Wanxiang · Dijie] is bestowed by the heavens, and it can condense the elementary consciousness to reach the heavenly level when it is born. It is not an exaggeration to say that its potential is the best in the world!
Even the second-best craftsman in the imperial city devoted all his efforts, and even went to the furnace, he couldn't forge a work that surpassed it! "
And [Wanxiang·Dijie] is also the pride of their Jiqiao Palace, so Ban Shuqiong naturally does not allow others to question this.
"Okay, stop talking."
Yan Kuangshan held his big gun with a resentful expression on his face, as if his own son had been crushed by the other party's son in all directions, but this blame can only be blamed on his incompetence as a father, who does not have enough financial resources and contacts.
At this moment, the strong earthquake began to subside gradually, and the cracks that emerged on the ground gathered in one direction, looking from top to bottom, it looked like a spider web, and at the same time, a scorching breath began to emanate from the cracks.
"Xuanyang Guard obey orders! Avoid the cracks on the ground!"
Because it is far away from the center, the people on Yan Kuangshan's side don't have to worry about being implicated by the fire that is about to erupt.
However, the silver trap army that had already faced Tuoba Jin on the Eastern battlefield had no time to worry about this, and even the shock just now did not affect the battle between the two sides!
"The military power is condensed——Yu Wangzhai!"
I saw the aura it exudes condensed into the shape of a hand cast in front of an iron rod over the army formation, and at the same time the momentum of the entire army rose a lot!
As for Mu Che who was fighting Tuoba Jin directly, when the halberd in his hand struck at the opponent, a strong wind caused Tuoba Jin to narrow his eyes!
boom--!
A blow like a mighty force directly sent Tuoba Jin flying!
At this moment, the clothes on Tuoba Jin's body were all shattered, and he tore off a few strips of cloth hanging on his chest, and looked at Mu Che with a little more serious eyes.
"I've underestimated you, your silver trap army is already close to first-class army strength."
Holding a halberd in his hand, Mu Che looked at the other party with a serious expression, especially noticing that a wound on his chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and couldn't help but think:
"What a monster!"
Immediately, his expression changed, and when he found a scorching breath gushing out from below, he couldn't help frowning!
Just when Mu Che was stunned, Tuoba Jin was already pounced on him like a cruel beast, and the soldiers of the Silver Trapped Army intercepted in the middle could only support one move at most, and then he was torn to pieces by his pair of strong arms!
boom--!
An unpretentious heavy punch hit Mu Che's chest with a terrifying aura. Mu Che subconsciously blocked it with a halberd, and his whole body flew upside down!
"How dare you lose your mind when you fight against me!"
Although Tuoba Jin's speed was suppressed by the army, he was still as fast as a ghost. What's more, his power was so strong that he was invincible, even a soldier in silver armor would be pierced by his punch!
But compared to the lamb-like powerlessness of the former city master army, the silver trap army far surpassed it in terms of strength and fighting spirit!
I saw the soldiers of the Silver Trapped Army desperately attacking Tuobajin, even though they were killed three times by him, they were still fighting with the three-man formation, the five-man formation and the seven-man formation!
At the same time, wounds appeared on Tuoba Jin's body. Although his injuries were rapidly recovering in an incomprehensible way, the blood that flowed out still stained him into a bloody man!
"The Silver Trapped Army listens to the order! The military power is condensed—Xing Tianshield!"
Mu Che, who noticed the abnormality, gave the order decisively, and saw that the silver trapped army began to retreat, and at the same time, a phantom of a shield loomed above its army formation, and then it was enveloped by blue lights!
Tuoba Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at the cracked ground below and the scorching air waves that were about to burst out.
This kind of accident is exactly what he wants!
"It's too late to run now!"
Tuoba Jin let out a loud roar, all the blood adhering to his skin was scattered, his figure suddenly rose several meters, and the muscles all over his body began to knot, like a terrifying giant who hissed and shattered the earth!
Almost at the same time, fire dragons made of red flames rushed out of the cracks in the ground!
Even though Mu Che had condensed the army to defend, but because it was not far from the center, the distribution of the cracks became more dense, which caused a small part of the silver trapped army that was facing the fire dragon to be swallowed by it, and then turned into ashes all over the place!
And Tuoba Jin took advantage of this to rush into the somewhat chaotic army formation again and start fighting!
the other side.
Zhu Wuyan stopped, or rather, it was difficult for her to take another step. The ground under her feet was already covered with cracks, and bunches of flames began to burst out!
"A heaven-level divine soldier has reached the barren level? Breakthrough at this time?"
Zhu Wuyan's eyes looked not far from where the cracks gathered, there was an irregular object floating in the air!
And its position is just in front of the entrance passage of Wandu Palace!
"Damn it! Is it Ying Tianhong? Is he dying!"
At this moment, the entire Ten Thousand Poison Palace is like a big furnace, with fire snakes converging from deeper underground to the top, and many of the little party dishes who cast themselves under Zhu Wuyan's command have already been burned to death by those flames!
As for the players who were locked up, they looked hopeless.
"Destroy it, this damn thing won't even let us smell the fragrance!"
"I think we can go offline, wait until when the forum announces that the battle is over, we will pop up."
"No! I'm going to the forum to complain. This girl's game experience is too bad. It's fine to put her in confinement for the whole time. Anyway, there is a fragrant smell to soothe the soul!
As a result, this girl's sudden eruption was like a volcanic eruption, making it impossible for people to have fun! "
"I support you to file a complaint, but you have to be prepared to be banned for a month. After all, the dog management never wants to solve the problem, only knows to silence."
"Everyone, Shanshui will meet again, I will log off first, I hope to see you all when I go online!"
Immediately, figures fell down one after another. In the rising sea of flames, they remained motionless with a peaceful expression. After that, all they could see were white lights flashing continuously.
"Old Shi, your casting lead time is too long." Mo Kaixin was very calm, and his eyes were even filled with intense excitement.
It has to be said that the underground palace of Wandu Palace is much better than the Nether Corpse Cult in terms of construction. The latter was hammered by A Da and Gui Tongzi and directly came to a big collapse and was buried alive.
Even though the former has experienced earthquakes and fires, its stability is still strong. Except for a faint howl in the ear, everything should be stable.
Stone Willow Scorpion was still concentrating on making handprints, and the fire snakes running past him could not interfere with him at all.
Oh, by the way, the only log cabin that exists here has been burnt to pieces, and the remaining dry piece cannot cause the fire to intensify.
On the contrary, the position of the small wooden house is being occupied by a sea of purple flames. If those fire snakes touch the sea of flames, they will be directly melted by the more terrifying purple sun magic flame.
A figure looming inside was reaching out with both hands, pressing on a pool of unknown objects.
"Old Qin seems to be fine, it's fine, it's fine."
Mo Kaixin let out a long sigh of relief, and then swept through the entire underground palace with mental power. At this moment, most of the disciples hiding here are dead, and there are not many living people left.
And most of the tunnel he dug with the organization's puppet army collapsed because of the fire. Fortunately, Huang Tiangui and others retreated in time.
But all the back roads on their side seem to be blocked.
After thinking about the situation of himself and others for three seconds, Mo Kai smiled heartily and said:
"Hahahaha, as expected of [Wanxiang·Emperor Tribulation], even the fire of Earth Tribulation caused by it is far more powerful than ordinary divine weapons!"
"So this should be your mistake."
At this moment, the purple sea of flames not far away had disappeared, and Qin Fan, who had changed into a ghost suit, appeared beside Mo Kaixin.
Mo Kai scratched the back of his head happily, and said:
"It was indeed my mistake. Who made [Wanxiang·Emperor Tribulation] too strong, which also means that its potential is even higher, hahahaha."
Although there was a hint of helplessness on his face, his eyes were full of pride, which made Qin Fan swallow the words that came to his lips.
Then I saw Mo Kaixin staring at him with burning eyes.
"Old Qin, can you feel it?"
Qin Fan took a deep breath. The ghost emperor's suit he was wearing rose up without any wind, and a strong suction came from the bulging robe. The ghost mask on his face seemed to turn into a whirlpool at this moment.
Immediately after, one after another black gas emerged from the void, circled around it, and then disappeared without a trace.
[Introduction to Guizun Emperor's Clothes: It is made of 49 kinds of heaven-grade materials. After wearing it, it will absorb dead energy and be used to assist in the cultivation of yin-attribute kung fu moves.
And can temper the mental power with resentment, and can repair itself through the resentment of death!
Its defense is extremely strong, and it can directly resist the full blow of a newcomer to the great master martial artist. Being in the ghost city of Wangyou, it can condense death energy to form a protective body of its own!
Theoretically, the dead qi is immortal, and the stellar qi is lingering! 】
[Introduction to the ghost mask: through the joint efforts of the world's number one and third craftsmen, it is forged from ninety-nine and 81 kinds of heaven-grade materials, with cognitive spells attached to it, and the name of ghost will emerge in the hearts of those who see the mask !
You can temper your mental strength by absorbing the air of resentment, and you can strengthen the power of mental coercion and weaken the opponent's mental attack!
When you practice mystic skills, you will get twice the result with half the effort!
When you are in the Wangyou Ghost City, you can use the mask as a guide to spontaneously condense the dead energy to release the coercion, and you can also mobilize the entire Wuli Ghost River to fight against the enemy through your mental power! 】
"I can sense some death energy, but it's not enough, cough!" This is also the reason why Qin Fan changed into the Ghost Venerable suit.
Seeing several drops of blood suddenly dripping from under Qin Fan's mask, Mo Kaixin frowned, but noticed that Qin Fan waved his hand and refused to mention it, he swallowed back his doubts.
And Qin Fan's expression was a little gloomy at the moment, as if he had touched some kind of restriction when he had just absorbed the memory fragments of the Lord of Jisu.
A sudden burst of powerful destructive force completely shattered the brain of the master of Jisu, and then rushed into his own spiritual sea.
If it wasn't for Qin Fan's timely cancellation of the fate of Tianxiao's Di Kuda's soul, he might be in a half-waste state now.
(End of this chapter)