Infinite Simulation: From Konoha to Katsuki

Chapter 110
"Fu!"

Fufu crawled out of Li Xiang's arms and stood on her shoulders to breathe.

Astarte reached out and touched its head, and said, "The little guy must be overwhelmed."

Fufu nodded in agreement.

"It takes too much time to reverse the enchantment according to the normal procedure, let's just brute force it."

Li Xiang was not very happy in his heart, even if he was the true ancestor, he and Astarte could handle it with their strength.

"Fufu will follow you."

Astarte withdrew his hand and said, "After going in later, you and I will search for Rubale in two ways."

She picked up three rubies and threw them straight away.

The ruby ​​rubbed against the air and burned violently.

In an instant, it was like three meteors falling from the sky collided with the hidden barrier.

There was no roar, and a reddish mist rose like a smoke bomb.

The fog eroded, and a large hole appeared in the enchantment.

Keep going down, layer by layer, until after the sixth floor, all the barriers are completely pierced.

Barriers generally have a repair function, but such a large loophole is already difficult to repair.

Accompanied by the crisp sound like a shattering mirror, all the barriers collapsed and disappeared.

reveal what's inside.

A large castle connected by five castles.

After the barrier was broken, there was no reaction inside.

It's really strange.

Li Xiang activated the Speech Spirit·Fairy Dancer, and with a flash of his body, he appeared in front of the castle.

But as soon as he entered the range, he felt that his blood was faintly sucked to the ground.

It turned out to be the case.

It's a magic circle.

No wonder Astarte said it was a trap earlier.

It is estimated that they want to attract the choral team to come over and catch them all in one go to avenge their past.

For magicians, it might be really useful.

But Li Xiang is different. After he opened the speech spirit, he is no longer a pure human being, but a mixed-blood dragon. In Xingyue's terminology, he is a fantasy species.

He nodded to Astarte and headed to the left.

I have to say that the castle is really big.

There are a few distances of three to four hundred meters.

Only such a large magic barrier has such a powerful effect.

Perhaps it is also related to the issue of Ru Bale's promotion to the true ancestor.

There is only one vacant seat for the 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles.

To surpass the rest of the Dead Apostles, the current Lubare is not enough, unless the strength increases again.

Li Xiang has been found.

He took out the Han sword and threw it directly.

Suddenly there was a scream.

The dead man in the distance fell to the ground, with a Han sword stuck in his neck.

Li Xiang raised his eyebrows.

The Dead Apostle died on the spot and did not get up again.

Also.

As the highest achievement of alchemy, the Seven Deadly Sins are absolutely no less than the Age of Gods dress in Xingyue.

And Dragon Warrior is similar to Dead Apostles in a sense.

Since the Seven Deadly Sins can end even the Dragon King, there's no reason why they can't kill the Dead Apostles.

It was the first time Li Xiang used the seven deadly sins to deal with the dead disciples, and it gave him a pleasant surprise.

Thoughts flickered.

Countless dead disciples rushed towards him.

Li Xiang suddenly thought of "Resident Evil".

He appeared in front of Han Jian in an instant, but in a blink of an eye he took back the item library and pulled out the Seven Deadly Sins·Rage, which is the Saber.

To deal with this kind of group battle, the long and hard saber is undoubtedly more suitable for bloody battles.

There are two forms of Zhanmadao.

Li Xiang originally thought that he could only trigger the first type, which is the 1.8-meter-long long knife, but he didn't expect that the horse-chopping knife began to tremble violently as soon as he got it.

In an instant, the blade became extraordinarily long, reaching eight meters, and it was full of barbs, as if it were a skeleton dragon.

Although it is not the jokingly called 40-meter broadsword, but 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.

The Dead Apostles found that the surrounding enemies were gone, and immediately looked around. They found Li Xiang not far away, and came galloping again.

"Good come!"

Li Xiang felt a surge of pride in his heart.

Sure enough, the bigger the thing, the more exciting it is.

He headed forward, using both hands hard, sweeping directly and simply and rudely.

A strong wind rose from the ground.

Li Xiang's powerful strength made the speed of the Saber not slow, plus its large size, it set off a strong wind.

The barbs easily penetrated into the Dead Apostle's body, followed by excessive force, tearing them in half.

It stands to reason that the presence of barbs should create a scene similar to candied haws.

But the body of the low-level Dead Apostle is not as playable as expected.

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, they have a lot of blood in their bodies.

It also proves that each of them is evil.

The blood fell on the ground and was continuously absorbed.

Li Xiang noticed this, but it confirmed his guess.

Roubare wanted not only the blood of the magician, but also the blood of his kin.

The more blood he has, the stronger his power will be, and he will eventually ascend to the True Ancestor.

Perhaps according to his thinking, after reaching the true ancestor, he would be able to defeat the lord Barthel-Melo.

Can only say naive.

Although Li Xiang didn't know how much blood he wanted, it must be a lot.

Otherwise, there is no need to take the risk and go directly to London to attract the choral team.

The sound of breaking wind sounded.

A few dead disciples jumped up, jumped nearly ten meters high, and then rushed towards Li Xiang in the center at an extremely fast speed.

"strengthen!"

After using the magic, the power in Li Xiang's body increased a bit.

He held the Saber and formed a semicircle in front of him.

All the dead apostles encountered were smashed into pieces.

In the face of absolute power, their bodies are like paper.

But there are too many.

Li Xiang looked at the dead disciples gathered around him, glanced at the center of the castle, and suddenly thought of a skill from "Warcraft".

With a low growl, he jumped to a height of nine meters with the help of his long knife, and then spun his body.

Bladestorm!

Like a shower, blood poured over a range of more than ten meters around his body.

As for Fufu, she left Li Xiang a long time ago and landed not far away.

But none of the Dead Apostles dared to approach it.

Some dead disciples who were accidentally thrown by Li Xiang violently in front of it and survived also looked terrified, crawling and running out.

Even if the hands and feet are gone, the rest of the eyes are yearning for the outside world.

Li Xiang casually blessed himself with a floating magic.

So the blade storm moved towards the center of the castle.

Shengsheng opened up a bloody path among the dead disciples, and wherever he passed, it could be said that blood was flying everywhere, and he couldn't stop it.

It's just a meat grinder.

Li Xiang ran ahead of them, turned around and killed them again.

A saber cuts from north to south, and from south to north.

He didn't even bat an eye.

In the end, the dead disciples were almost dead.

The rest are high-level dead disciples.

They retain human intelligence, and are even smarter.

He didn't rush forward like other dead disciples.

Li Xiang also stopped spinning.

No one is attacking, and it is quite embarrassing to spin the top in the sky.

He gasped.

In fact, it didn't take too much physical strength, but my head was a little dizzy.

At this moment, a young dead disciple rushed forward like lightning, perfectly avoiding the Saber, 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 out.

The young man went back faster, fell to the ground, and took a long time to get up.

Seeing Li Xiang's eyes was full of horror.

Such a great power, is it really human?Really a magician?
Li Xiang didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, because two dead disciples attacked him again.

He looked around, there were seven people in total, and their strength should be second only to Lubare.

I don't know what's going on with my sister.

Because of the constant fighting, he had no time to pay attention to Astarte.

But he could still hear the lingering explosion.

Li Xiang put away his thoughts, and the strength in his hands increased a little.

Two Dead Apostles, one with a knight sword and the other with a spear.

But under Li Xiang's slash, the weapons of the two were cut off.

They obviously did not expect this to happen.

Unable to dodge in time, Han Jian chopped off his head directly.

Li Xiang stepped forward and launched an offensive against the nearest dead disciple.

He is a person who likes to take the initiative.

Passive beatings are not his style.

The Dead Apostle's reaction was also quick. Facing the sword piercing straight into the heart, he stepped out with his right foot and turned his body slightly.

Just as he wanted to dodge, he narrowed the distance to Li Xiang, his right fist flashed, obviously preparing for a thunderous blow.

But Han Jian is faster and more flexible than him.

The moment his body moved, the Han sword pierced his throat like a spirit snake.

Li Xiang turned around immediately after a successful blow.

The ferocious expression of the dead disciples behind him came into view.

He slammed into the dead man's arms obliquely, avoiding his right fist, and at the same time, a sword went from top to bottom, piercing his chin to the Tianling Gai.

When the screams sounded, Li Xiang kicked him flying.

There are three people left.

Although the fear on their faces could be clearly seen, they still attacked.

This is the fate of being a relative, who can only be enslaved and cannot resist.

Three people approached at the same time.

Because of their immortal body and blood-sucking ability, most of the Dead Apostles fight in melee.

There are few long-range magicians.

After all, the distance is too far, he can't breathe.

Ordinary magicians are also extremely bad at melee combat.

But Li Xiang is just the opposite.

He narrowed his eyes and took the lead to dodge the knight sword in front.

Immediately, he kicked him in the crotch with his right foot.

Even a vampire can't help but howl.

Brain buzzing.

And because of Li Xiang's great strength, his body flew backwards, just hitting the dead disciple behind him.

Although it changes in time, its power is not as good as before.

Li Xiang threw the sword directly.

A hundred-step flying sword shot him through three meters away.

As soon as the companion flew and died, surprise appeared on the face of the dead disciple who was close to him.

This guy lost his weapon!

They had long since noticed something wrong with his weapons, completely ignoring their undead flesh.

Li Xiang drew out the seven deadly sins, jealousy.

It is a weapon that looks like a samurai sword.

Be silly, I have a lot of swords.

Li Xiang smiled softly and sent him to see God.

no way.

He does not have the purification method of the Holy Church, so he can only kill him.

Li Xiang walked up to the dead disciple who was knocked into the air, made a stab, and then picked up the Han sword, which can be regarded as finishing off the miscellaneous soldiers.

He turned his head and found that all the blood had disappeared.

Including on him.

"This blood-sucking property is so good, can't you do something else?"

Li Xiang complained.

At this time, Fufu ran over again.

He entered the middle castle.

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(End of this chapter)