Both the phantom magic form and the real body are difficult to touch. To defeat this guy, you must use all your strength.
With his eyes narrowed, Zhuang Wuming activated his title skills, Dark Night Viscount and Dark Night Cross, and a faint black light enveloped him.
At the same time, he took out the old wine gourd from the space bag and drank it in one sip. All attributes were increased by 0.1 again.
At this moment, the world turned black, and a one-meter radius was like night.
The "Demon Body" opened, and countless black rays of light filled the spine, and countless magic patterns quickly appeared all over his body.
In the dark night, he looked like a devil.
All attributes, skills increased by 22% in power, attributes directly increased from 8.3 to 10.12, breath surged, directly reaching the basic quality of destruction level.
The sudden huge change made the idols and demons tremble, and the overwhelming aura pressed down on them. It was level suppression.
Zhuang Wuming's body was filled with surging aura, shrouded in the dark night, and it was even more demonic than a demon.
Whoosh
In a flash, Zhuang Wuming was in front of the statue of the demon.
His eyes flashed with green light, and the King of Evil Eyes activated, causing the body of the statue and demon to freeze, and his eyes were confused, as if he was about to be pulled into some kind of hallucination.
The brilliance of the Demon God's Tent surged, blocking most of Zhuang Wuming's evil king.
But Zhuang Wuming's mental thoughts exploded at the same time, and the evil magic light also scattered bit by bit, shrouding the statue of demons.
At this moment, he quickly fell into weakness and his attributes dropped significantly.
Zhuang Wuming slashed out with a sword, activated his mind, burned 1 point of will, and blessed the soul-stealing magic sword.
The Ghost King's true body added 2 points of strength, raising Zhuang Wuming's strength to an astonishing level.
tear apart
As if a knife could tear the void apart, the gods, statues and demons felt chills all over their bodies.
Explode the demonic energy with all your strength and pour it into the demon god's tent. The treasure's brilliance will greatly increase, pulling its will out of the illusion.
Hundreds of souls rushed out from it, turned into entities, formed a ghost formation, and were enveloped in a black gold aura.
Bang
A sword with the power raised to the limit can reopen the world, and the ghost array in the devil's tent was split open with a single sword.
The chaotic attitude of the magic knife caused chaos among the ghosts. There was a loophole in the ghost formation and it was cut in two.
The brilliance of the Demon God's tent exploded under this sword, and the huge power formed a circle of energy and blasted towards the surroundings.
Bang
Zhuang Wuming was the first to bear the brunt and was hit by the huge impact, flying several meters upside down. The phantom magician was waiting there and punched him.
Falling into the mud that comes with phantom magic, my head felt dizzy.
At the critical moment, Zhuang Wuming's eyes turned cold, his internal and external energy returned to unity, his body shrank, and he turned around in the air.
With a sudden pounce, a dark blade of light fell from the sky, like a meteor falling to the ground, moving forward inexorably.
boom
Amidst the loud noise, Zhuang Wuming's whole body was shaken violently. He jumped ten meters high in the air, turned his body, and fell face down again towards the illusory magic form.
The soul-stealing magic knife was hidden at his side, and he held the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand. He narrowed his eyes, and the barbarian soul arm of his right arm glowed faintly.
The power of the Ghost King, the Wild Soul Arm, plus its own strength, more than 15 points of strength, gather the gravity of falling from the sky, and the spiritual energy merges into one.
tear apart
A jet-black magic light flashed by, what kind of sword light it was, so stunning and terrifying to the extreme.
The phantom magic struck Zhuang Wuming away, but he did not stop. Instead, he stepped forward, retracted his right hand, put his feet on the ground, looked at Zhuang Wuming falling from the sky, and suddenly waved a huge fist.
Where the idol's demonic body was, the black gold light of the Demonic God's pestle pierced the void and hit Zhuang Wuming.
**The bone-eroding brilliance, once hit, Zhuang Wuming will definitely die.
Attacked from two sides, Zhuang Wuming seemed to be unable to escape.
But the next moment, a shadow rose from the ground, directly covering Zhuang Wuming.
The demon pestle whizzed past, passing through the shadows, and a figure flashed out from the shadows of the illusory magic on the ground.
tear apart
The terrifying sword light turned into sky-defying meteors and spewed out from the ground, tearing apart everything in the void.
Poof
A black line extends from the bottom of the phantom magic phase to the top of the head.
boom
The illusory magic phase exploded directly and turned into a black gold aura.
Zhuang Wuming's body flashed out of the cholera miasma, and he looked at the statue of the demon with cold eyes.
Its face was ferocious, and its eyes looked solemnly at Zhuang Wuming for the first time.
The demon pestle had flown back to him, and the light from the demon tent above its head fell again, covering its entire body.
His own spell was easily broken, and the idol demon was a little frightened. His face became solemn, and he was ready to use all his strength.
"It's amazing. It can actually break my magical appearance. No one has been able to force me to use this trick for a long time."
Taking a deep breath, the entire body of the statue and demon erupted in pitch-black light, transforming into a new phantom magic form.
The statue is three meters tall, with flesh all over its body, like an ancient demon god, with a bull's head and white bone barbs sprouting from its back.
"Come," in the heavy and hoarse voice, the phantom magic phase slowly fell down, overlapping with the idols and demons.
An overwhelming aura spread to all directions, and the data in front of Zhuang Wuming's eyes jumped wildly.
The aura of this idol demon has skyrocketed. Among the basic qualities, the strength has been increased to 15 points, the speed has been increased to 12 points, the physique and endurance have not changed, and the will is maintained at around 5 points. The demon aura has dropped to 200 in one breath.
At this moment, its combat power is completely comparable to the destruction level.
He kicked the ground, and a terrifying vibration rushed into the ground, like a ferocious beast, rushing towards Zhuang Wuming.
With a big wave of his hand, he blasted towards Zhuang Wuming with his fist with boundless power.
This power could burst the vacuum, and its speed could even break the speed of sound. A terrifying wave of air rushed towards Zhuang Wuming.
A cholera miasma swept across dozens of meters along with the air waves.
The entire area sealed by the temple barrier was obscured.
Zhuang Wuming had nowhere to retreat and could only resist, otherwise he would be dragged to death, but he had no intention of retreating.
A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he took a step forward. Internal and external energy flowed through his body. The sudden landing of his kick brought with it huge wind pressure and blew away the oncoming cholera miasma.
The boots of the Wind Scythe flashed with a faint green light, and his figure rushed out like a stream of light. The oncoming air quickly solidified, and a shadow enveloped him, and the resistance of the air disappeared instantly.
At this moment, Zhuang Wuming's speed directly entered the second cosmic speed.
A dark blade of light rose from the shadows, like an ever-changing black lotus blooming.
With dozens of sword energy gushing out, the sword energy at this time was like a magic sword, actually containing the power of shadow.
Sword Qi Storm advanced skills, Holy Sword Storm: integrate into any exotic skills to increase the power of sword Qi.
But Zhuang Wuming's soul-stealing demon sword was hidden in the storm of countless black holy swords.
A faint mental movement turned into a huge impact and enveloped the sword light, increasing its power to the extreme.