Fufu climbed out of Li Xiang's arms and stood on his shoulders to get some air.
Astarte reached out and touched its head and said, "The little guy must be suffocated."
Fufu nodded in agreement.
"Following the normal procedure to reverse the barrier would take too much time, so just brute force it."
Li Xiang was not happy at all. Even the True Ancestor could handle it with his and Astarte's strength.
"Fufu will follow you."
Astarte withdrew his hand and said, "When we go in later, you and I will search for Rubare in two directions."
She picked up three rubies and threw them directly.
The ruby burned violently as it rubbed against the air.
In an instant, it was like three meteors falling from the sky hitting the hidden barrier.
There was no roar, just a light red mist rising like a smoke bomb.
The fog eroded and large holes appeared in the barrier.
Keep going down, layer after layer, until after the sixth floor, all the barriers are completely penetrated.
Barriers generally have a repair function, but such a large vulnerability is difficult to repair.
With a sound as crisp as a shattering mirror, the entire barrier collapsed and disappeared.
Reveal what's going on inside.
A large castle connected by five castles.
After the barrier was broken, there was no reaction at all.
It's really strange.
Li Xiang activated the Word Spirit and Fairy Dancer, flashed his body, and appeared in front of the castle.
But as soon as he entered the range, he felt his blood faintly being sucked to the ground.
I see.
It's a magic circle.
No wonder Astarte said it was a trap earlier.
They probably wanted to attract the choir and catch them all in one fell swoop to avenge the past.
For magicians, it might actually be quite useful.
But Li Xiang was different. After he turned on the spirit of speech, he was no longer a pure human, but a hybrid dragon. In Xingyue's terms, he was a fantasy species.
He nodded to Astarte and headed to the left.
I have to say that the castle is really big.
The distance between the left and right is only three or four hundred meters.
Only such a large magic barrier can have such a powerful effect.
Perhaps it is also related to the issue of Rubare's promotion to the True Ancestor.
There is only one vacant seat among the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles.
If you want to be superior to the rest of the Dead Apostles, the current Rubare is not enough, unless your strength increases dramatically again.
Li Xiang has been discovered.
He took out the Han Sword and threw it directly.
Suddenly a scream sounded.
The Death Apostle in the distance fell to the ground with a Chinese sword stuck in his neck.
Li Xiang raised his eyebrows.
The Dead Apostle died on the spot and did not get up again.
Too.
As the highest achievement of alchemy, the Seven Deadly Sins are definitely no less than the Godly Era rituals in Xingyue.
And the Dragon Warrior is very similar to the Dead Apostle in a sense.
Since the Seven Deadly Sins can even put an end to the Dragon King, there is no reason why the Dead Apostles can't be killed.
This was the first time Li Xiang used the Seven Deadly Sins to deal with the Dead Apostles, and it gave him a surprise.
Thoughts passed in a flash.
Countless Dead Apostles were rushing toward him.
Li Xiang suddenly thought of "Resident Evil".
He appeared in front of Han Jian in an instant, but in the blink of an eye he took back the props library and pulled out the Seven Deadly Sins and Wrath, which is the horse-cutting sword.
To deal with this kind of group battle, the long and hard Zhanma Dao is undoubtedly more suitable for bloody battles.
There are two forms of Zhanma Dao.
Li Xiang originally thought that he could only trigger the first type, which was the 1.8-meter-long sword, but he didn't expect that as soon as he got it, the sword began to tremble violently.
In an instant, the blade became extremely long, reaching eight meters in length, and it was full of barbs, as if it were a skeletal dragon.
Although it is not the forty-meter sword as it is jokingly called, compared to Li Xiang's height of less than two meters, it can also be called a small horse-drawn cart.
Fortunately, Yan Ling gave him enough strength, otherwise, he might not be able to pick it up, let alone swing it.
When the Dead Apostles discovered that the surrounding enemies had disappeared, they immediately looked around and spotted Li Xiang not far away, who was galloping towards them again.
"Well done!"
Li Xiang felt a surge of pride in his heart.
Sure enough, the bigger the thing, the more exciting it is.
He stepped forward, using both hands to sweep directly and roughly.
A strong wind rose from the ground.
Li Xiang's powerful strength made the Zhanma Sword not slow, and coupled with its large size, it set off a strong wind.
The barbs penetrated into the Death Apostles' bodies easily, followed by excessive force, tearing them in half.
Logically speaking, the presence of barbs should create a scene similar to candied haws on a stick.
But the bodies of low-level Death Apostles are not as durable as imagined.
Countless corpses flew into the sky and soon turned into waves of blood.
It can be said that the amount of bleeding was huge.
But this is normal.
Ordinary humans have quite a lot of blood, not to mention the blood-sucking Dead Apostles, who have quite a lot of blood in their bodies.
It also proves that each of them has done many evil things.
The blood falls to the ground and is continuously absorbed.
Li Xiang noticed this, but it confirmed his suspicion.
Rubare not only wants the magician's blood, but also the blood of his relatives.
The more blood he has, the stronger his power becomes, and he eventually becomes the True Ancestor.
Perhaps according to his idea, after reaching the True Ancestor, he can defeat the Lord Bartholomew.
I can only say naive.
Although Li Xiang didn't know how much blood he wanted, it must be a huge amount.
Otherwise, there is no need to take the risk of going directly to London to attract the choir.
The sound of breaking wind sounded.
I saw a dozen high-level dead disciples leaping up, jumping nearly ten meters high, and then pounced on Li Xiang in the center at extremely fast speeds.
"strengthen!"
After using magic, Li Xiang's power increased a bit more.
He held his sword and formed a semicircle in front of him.
All the Dead Apostles he encountered were shattered into pieces.
In the face of absolute power, their bodies are like paper.
But there are too many.
Li Xiang looked at the Dead Apostles gathered around him, glanced at the center of the castle, and suddenly thought of a skill from "Warcraft".
He let out a low roar, used the long knife to jump to a height of nine meters, and then spun his body.
Blade storm!
As if it were a shower, blood poured over an area of more than ten meters around him.
As for Fufu, she had already left Li Xiang and landed not far away.
But no Dead Apostle dared to approach it.
Some of the dead disciples who were accidentally thrown by Li Xiang in front of it also had frightened faces and rolled and crawled away.
Even though his arms and legs are gone, his remaining eyes are yearning for the outside world.
Li Xiang randomly blessed himself with a floating magic.
Then the sword storm moved towards the center of the castle.
Life and death opened up a path of blood among the Dead Apostles. Wherever it passed, blood was flying, and there was no way to stop it.
It's simply a meat grinder.
Li Xiang ran in front of them, turned around and killed them again.
A sword for cutting horses, cutting from north to south, and from south to north.
He didn't even blink.
In the end, the Dead Apostles were almost dead.
The rest are all high-level Death Apostles.
They retain human intelligence and are even smarter.
He didn't rush forward like the other dead disciples.
Li Xiang also stopped spinning.
It's quite embarrassing to spin the top in the sky without anyone attacking.
He took a breath.
In fact, it didn’t take much physical strength, but my head was a bit dizzy.
At this moment, a young-looking Death Apostle rushed forward like lightning, perfectly dodging the slaying sword, and a sharp Western sword pierced his eyes.
This is undoubtedly a master.
Li Xiang switched weapons in an instant, and Han Jian blocked the sharp sword in time.
Immediately he kicked him out.
The young man went back at a faster speed, fell to the ground, and took a long time to get up.
Seeing Li Xiang's eyes full of horror.
With such great power, is he really a human being? Is he really a magician?
Li Xiang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, because two more Dead Apostles attacked him.
He looked around and saw that there were seven people in total. Their strength should be second only to Rubare.
I don’t know what the situation is like with my senior sister.
Because he has been fighting, he has no time to pay attention to Astarte.
But he could still hear the continuous explosions.
Li Xiang put away his thoughts, and the strength in his hands became a little stronger.
Of the two Dead Apostles, one used a knight's sword and the other used a spear.
But with one slash from Li Xiang, their weapons were completely broken.
They obviously didn't expect this.
Unable to dodge, his head was chopped off by the Han sword.
Li Xiang stepped forward and launched an offensive against the nearest Death Apostle.
He is a person who likes to take initiative.
Being passively beaten is not his style.
The Death Apostle's reaction was also very quick. Facing the sword that penetrated his heart, he stepped out with his right foot and rotated his body slightly.
Just as he was about to dodge, he closed the distance between him and Li Xiang. His right fist flashed, obviously preparing for a thunderous strike.
But Han Jian is faster and more flexible than him.
The moment his body moved, the Han sword pierced his throat like a spiritual snake.
Li Xiang turned around immediately after succeeding in the attack.
The ferocious expressions of the dead disciples behind him came into view.
He ran diagonally into the Dead Apostle's arms, avoiding his right fist and at the same time, a sword penetrated his chin from top to bottom to Tianling Gai.
As screams rang out, Li Xiang kicked him away.
There are three people left.
Although the fear on their faces could be clearly seen, they still launched an attack.
This is the fate of being a kinsman, who can only be enslaved and unable to resist.
Three people approached at the same time.
Because of their immortal bodies and blood-sucking abilities, most of the Dead Apostles are engaged in close combat.
There are very few long-range magicians.
After all, the distance is too far for him to suck it.
And ordinary magicians are extremely bad at close combat.
But Li Xiang is just the opposite.
He narrowed his eyes and took the lead in dodging the knight's sword at the front.
Immediately, he kicked him in the crotch with his right foot.
Even a vampire can't help but cry.
My mind is buzzing.
And because of Li Xiang's huge strength, his body flew backwards and just hit the Death Apostle behind him.
Although he changed his moves in time, his power was not as powerful as before.
Li Xiang threw it in directly.
With one move, the Hundred Steps Flying Sword shot him through from three meters away.
The companions flew away and died, and surprise appeared on the faces of the dead disciples who were close by.
This guy lost his weapon!
They had long since noticed something was wrong with his weapons and completely ignored their immortal bodies.
Li Xiang drew out the Seven Deadly Sins: Jealousy.
It is a weapon that looks like a katana.
You're stupid, I have more swords.
Li Xiang smiled softly and sent him to see God.
no way.
He did not have the purification method of the Holy Church, so he could only kill him.
Li Xiang walked up to the dead apostle who was knocked away, struck a blow with his sword, and then picked up the Han Sword, thus finishing the killing of the soldiers.
He turned around and found that all the blood had disappeared.
Including on him.
"This blood-sucking thing is so good, can't it be used for something else?"