Chapter 202 Destruction of Dangerous Village, Disgusting Attack
Bai Mo stood, and next to him, there was Ding Yumian. At this time, she was filled with evil aura, and wisps of blood-colored cursed substance were flying like mosquitoes. Out of her body, it continued to condense on a faint blue light half a foot away from her.
If you look carefully, you will find that the fist-sized flower is like a ball of flame on top of the burning blue light, connected to a thin ray of brilliance, and at the other end of the brilliance, it just disappears into Ding Yumian's The eyebrows on a face as pale as a dead person!
Ding Yumian has been in this state for a whole day, and the blood-colored mist-like curse power around her has gathered more and more. However, these curse powers also contain a strange vitality.
This especially attracts the attention of the undead. I am afraid that they hide under the soil during the day and have long been salivating for the fragrant smell!
The bright moon had just hung in the sky and the night had covered the ground. They couldn't wait to crawl out of the soil.
There were even a few right in front of Bai Mo. Looking at those disgusting green and yellow eyes, Bai Mo waved his hand fiercely, and shot out with his thoughts, and the space shook and a strong wind blew out.
“Get away!”
The invisible force swept across, directly knocking away the undead in a circle around the two people. There were at least a dozen rotting corpses whose bodies were smashed by the strong force, and the undead crystals inside were even more shattered.
The undead rotting corpses that were a little further away were all rolled down the hillside by the majestic force, becoming an obstacle to the undead who wanted to come up.
At a glance, they are all slave-level minions, but there are still a lot of them, about fifty, and more undead seem to be wandering from a distance.
Bai Mo sighed, in this ancient capital, there is a coffin every five steps, and a tomb every ten steps. There is a nest of undead on a small hillside. There are really many.
The moonlit portal opened, and the wind spirit flew out.
"Little Fengling, if you see those things, they will be destroyed immediately if you get close."
Bai Mo pointed at the mass of undead under the hillside, Fengling waved his hand excitedly, and suddenly A gust of wind raged down from the top of the hillside in all directions. The strong air flow was even more powerful than the white ink's retreat, and it blew up all the rotting corpses at the bottom of the hillside and blew them farther away.
I don’t know how many were killed, but the effect was obviously good.
"Huh?"
Feng Ling tilted his head, feeling that the effect was not very good. A strong wind could not wipe out all these guys.
"Yes, let's do it this way." Bai Mo felt very satisfied. These rotten corpses did not move very fast, and they would be crippled even slower if they were thrown.
In this way, Feng Ling can always maintain the cleanliness of the undead in this area, and those who cannot be blown away by her strong wind need to be dealt with seriously.
For example, the skeleton at the bottom of the mountain has a black-gold color and is the size of an adult. It looks scary and evil. It has no momentum, but it cannot be blown away by the wind.
Noticing the different reactions of this skeleton, Feng Ling realized that it was a war general. The aura emanating from his body immediately condensed a long and narrow wind blade and attacked the Wujin skeleton.
“Crack!”
The sound of bones clashing with each other was extremely loud. Wujin Skull blocked it with his hands in front of him, but the bones that were harder than gold and stone had no effect at all. .
Already a commander-level wind spirit, each wind blade is extremely condensed and sharp. Although there is no abnormality, it is like a magical weapon blowing hair and breaking hair. There is just a crisp sound, Wujin Skeleton The hands in front of him were suddenly broken off, and the wind blade cut his body in two without losing its power.
However, for the undead, especially skeletons, missing arms and legs is not a serious injury at all. The upper half of the body that fell on the ground was directly supported by the arms.
Then he reconnected the palms that were cut off by Feng Ling, reached forward with both hands, grabbed the fallen lower half of the body, and pressed it on his body. His body stood up intact as before, and he walked away. He was going to kill the two people on the hillside.
This kind of weak undead has no fear, and its only instinct is killing and bloodthirsty. Without breaking the undead crystal, the undead will not truly die.
So Bai Mo was not surprised by this, he just said to the dumbfounded little wind spirit on one side:
"These things are undead, it's useless for you to break them in half Yes, to shatter their undead crystals.”
Bai Mo, an undead creature like the Wujin Skeleton, has seen records in books. This kind of demon has an ordinary body shape, but its bones weigh more than ten thousand kilograms. They are extremely hard and have powerful attack power. Even ordinary defensive magic cannot stop their two hits. .
And their undead crystals are located in the hard skull defense.
Bai Mo stretched out his hand and turned his thoughts into claws to directly capture the Wujin Skeleton. Facing Feng Ling, he hooked his fingers and lifted up the Wujin Skull's skull.
Pointing to a black crystal inside, he said to Feng Ling, "This is the crystal of the undead. If you crush it, the monster will die."
"Ugh!" The little wind spirit nodded seriously, indicating that he had remembered it. He raised his hand and struck a wind blade, which flashed past and split the undead crystal into two in an instant.
"The location of the undead crystals of each undead is different. Don't keep staring at other people's heads."
Bai Mo added, signaling the little wind spirit to keep an eye on those undead and not let them get close, while he cultivates stand up.
Feng Ling looked at the circle of rotting corpses and undead that were once again surrounding them. This time, there was no need for strong winds to blow them away. The small body spun around, and a whirlwind immediately spread out. The whirlwind As it spreads, the volume increases, and the wind becomes louder and louder! Forming a huge tornado covering the entire hillside!
The violent tornado is no different from the Jie Xun Wind Dragon released by Bai Mo. In a breath, it rolls up a large mass of corpses under the hillside. The wind wall with strong tearing force looks like a dragon. The claws were dancing, tearing apart these rotting corpses. All the rotting corpses torn apart by the sharp claws were turned into pieces of flesh.
In the end, it turned into a large unknown object and was thrown to the ground, let alone the undead crystal.
If Bai Mo still had his eyes open, he would be a little speechless. He said that with precision guidance, it was covered by firepower when it reached Fengling's place.
After a night of fighting, even Wind Spirit felt a little tired. As soon as Bai Mo finished practicing and opened her eyes, she returned to the summoning plane to sleep.
Standing up from the ground, Bai Mo looked around and saw many pieces of flesh and blood of rotting corpses. It seemed that Fengling killed a lot of rotting corpses last night. Do you think the number of undead in this area can be reduced tonight?
Yu Mian still needs seven or eight days to refine his evil body, and Bai Mo feels that the next time should be easier.
The sun in the ancient capital seems to be warmer than in other places, perhaps because the ancient capital is too cold at night.
The undead are the mortal enemies of the living, so at first glance, you can rarely see dense woods in this area, and there are no animals.
Beside Ding Yumian, the blood-black curse gas became even more intense, even covering three meters around her. Bai Mo had to retreat a little further.
These curses are far more powerful than he imagined. At first, he only encountered some curse gas, and half of the wind that protected his mind suddenly dissipated.
Another sunrise.
Su Ming held the last gray garlic given by his grandfather in his hand, looking at the sunlight that represented hope in the past, but the darkness in his eyes was not illuminated.
Everyone in the village died at the hands of those people. He didn't know what those black monsters were, nor who those people were, nor why they, who were so indifferent to the world, suffered such a disaster.
He was buried in the grave by his grandfather for two days, ate gray garlic for two days, ate dirt for two days, and listened to the screams and wailing all night.
There were also some people who made cruel sneers and flattering voices. Su Ming wanted to rush out and fight with them, but he remembered his grandfather's words. "You must survive, the village depends on you!"
This is the third day since he climbed out of the earthen grave. There is only one Gray Garlic left, and the ancient capital is still far away. The other villages we passed by were all empty and their wells were gone.
He just had some dry food to keep him warm. Su Ming was not a mage. He didn't know if he would be alive tomorrow.
Looking in a direction away from the ancient capital, there was movement there every night, the strong wind blew endlessly, and he also heard the howling of the undead.
He looked a little hesitant, remembering the sneak peek at the top of the mountain last night, the brilliance he had never seen before.
Pouting his lips and tightening the gray garlic in his hand, he deviated from the pace towards the ancient capital.
The moon tonight hides in the clouds.
Released the darkness of the entire wasteland.
After the frost, the temperature is particularly cold, and on the hillside, it is even colder.
This is the seventh night. Through the blood-ink cursed mist that has expanded to five meters, Bai Mo can vaguely feel two people.
Yes, there are two people, one is Ding Yumian’s evil body!
This process was very strange. Bai Mo, who had been observing from the sidelines, didn't know how the evil body was formed. In just an instant, she appeared without warning.
Really true!
Bai Mo estimates that Ding Yumian should be able to finish refining the evil body by tomorrow at most.
“Uh~~~~~~~~~~~~!”
A thicker and hoarse roar came, Bai Mo looked over there, dozens of them didn’t know what At that time, the shrouded corpse general crawled into the ground here, and there was also an even bigger monster.
It is twice as high as the hillside where Bai Mo is standing. To him, the hillside in front of him is simply a mound!
The huge body was basically a mountain of flesh. Rolling black corpse oil dripped down from the mountain of flesh, and when it fell on the ground, there were potholes as big as basins. And on top of this body, there are dancing black tentacles, which are also dripping with highly toxic mucus.
A small commander, plus a team of generals.
Bai Mo was not panicked, but he couldn't let the commander get close to here, he said to Fengling.
"You should keep an eye on Sister Yumian here, nothing can get close to her."
As he said that, he also glanced at the north. In the past few days, he has been exploring through the sound string detection. There was nothing unusual about the surrounding movements at first.
Until today, a figure that was originally heading towards the ancient capital changed its direction and came towards him.
Bai Mo didn’t know whether it was an enemy or a friend. The only thing he could tell was that he was not very advanced and walked very slowly.
It’s not far from here now.
Although the opponent temporarily stopped moving forward, Bai Mo had to guard against it.
“Hey!” Xiao Fengling patted her chest and promised to take good care of Sister Yu Mian.
So Bai Mo quickly released the wind constellation, and the light and agile stars changed rapidly in his palm. In the blink of an eye, he summoned thousands of air currents, forming a pair of huge wings that appeared behind him.
The wind howled, and in the blink of an eye, Bai Mo appeared in front of the corpse of the meat mountain. He stretched out his hand and patted it, and a huge wind map expanded, and the brilliant magic light illuminated the whole scene.
"The wind roars!"
On the star map, a pattern like a dragon's head shines. In an instant, the strong wind rolls, and a wave of wind dragon suddenly pours out, domineering and cold. The power instantly blew away those wrapped corpses.
The roar of the wind dragon struck hard at the Poison Touched Corpse Minister, until its huge body shook. A large piece of it fell off the huge chest. If you look closely, you can see that it is all Solidified corpse oil!
A large drop of corpse oil rolled down, pulled by his dense tentacles, and splashed towards the white ink.
So much corrosive corpse poison makes people dizzy just by smelling it. Bai Mo doesn't want this thing to fall on him.
"Disperse!"
The thoughts condensed and turned into heavy palm prints. The power was enough to break mountains and cut off the flow of water, directly smashing all the corpse poison mucus that was thrown in the face. The powerful spatial telepathy remained unabated, colliding with the dense tentacles hidden behind a layer of venom.
“Boom!”
Thunder broke out on the ground, and the majestic air currents scattered in all directions, carrying broken tentacles with them.
Failed to succeed in one blow, Poisonous Corpse Chen stepped hard on the ground with both feet, and his entire body like a hill slammed into Bai Mo. The body oil dripping down from his body was like a waterfall of poisonous poison, spreading towards Bai Mo.
"Teleportation!"
With such a huge impact and the corpse oil poisonous waterfall, Bai Mo didn't want to face it head-on. Even if he blocked it, he would still be covered in corpse stench.
“Void Sword Wheel!”
Silver light flashed, and Bai Mo's figure instantly appeared high in the sky.
Above the head of the poisonous corpse minister, 30-meter-long silver giant swords condensed one after another. The sharp sword energy cut the space wantonly. The seven giant swords rotated around Bai Mo's body, suddenly The two formed a sword wheel covering a hundred meters.
The sword wheel rotates at high speed, and the sharp feeling makes people's spirits sting just by looking at it. The air is torn, and a whirlwind is blown up. The speed was extremely fast, tearing apart the space and reaching the poisonous corpse minister's head in an instant.
There was a sound, like a sharp sword cutting through cloth, and the sharp sword wheel instantly cut through the layers of defense of the poisonous corpse minister. Corpse oil, meat, bones, and finally cut off most of his head!
However, the undead crystal that touched the corpse seemed not to be in his head. Unable to feel the pain, he only felt that he was provoked by this tiny insect and allowed it to hurt his perfect body. Suddenly he saw the severed Above half the head.
It was unclear whether it was a piece of brain or other weird liquid. Countless dark green bubbles with ink bubbles were rolling on the cross section where dense bug-like things were swimming.
Just for a moment, like a volcanic eruption, the dark green liquid fire pillar with dark insects shot up and bombarded the white ink in the sky!
"This is the most disgusting attack I have ever seen in my life."
The wings of wind behind Bai Mo flapped rapidly, shooting straight into the distance like a jet plane, and quickly dodged the poisonous blood jet.
(End of this chapter)