Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 203 White Porcelain Doll (Twenty)
Sure enough, a pure man like us, no matter where he is, is as bright, outstanding, and full of hatred as a firefly in the dark night!
Obviously, from the very beginning, he was Mr. Luo's biggest concern, and he was always on guard against himself.

So after completely controlling the wild spirit in his hand, this man no longer gave himself a chance to watch.

"Are you sure you don't think about it anymore? I don't think you have broken up yet."

Ha ha!

Mr. Luo just sneered, unaffected by Fu Qian's nonsense.

The next moment, with Fu Qian as the center, gray curtains appeared in all directions, pressing towards him at the same time.

Digests rather quickly.

It seems that after eating the priest's puppet just now, the wild spirit has absorbed its ability.

At the same time, a green fireball the size of a basketball took shape in Mr. Luo's hands.

But in just a few seconds, the color of the latter rapidly darkened until it was as black as ink.

The power of the curse of aging?

Fu Qian smelled a familiar smell from above.

Mr. Luo is not bragging, he has a high degree of mastery over wild spirits, and he can already fuse the abilities of the two at will.

The next moment, Mr. Luo pushed with both hands, and the black fireball flew towards Fu Qian slowly.

Wherever it went, everything was corroded and withered.

The speed of the fireball is not very fast, and it is not difficult to hide.

It's a pity that under the effect of the gray curtain, the space is compressed, and the movement becomes slow, and the difficulty of dodging is undoubtedly greatly increased.

This is the puppet's strategy against wild spirits just now, and it can be said to be quite effective against agile targets.

But Fu Qian was not prepared to dodge at all.

Facing the black fireball full of curse power, he stretched out his left hand and fired without hesitation.

boom!
The next moment, just halfway through the flight, the ballistic black fireball exploded directly.

Flames flew, curses overflowed.

Where the explosion affected, even the hard slate floor was eroded to form a big hole.

The violent impact also affected Mr. Luo. He could no longer control the gray curtain in the air, and the latter shattered and dissipated for a while.

"It's a good attack, I can't help but burn up."

Under Mr. Luo's solemn expression, Fu Qian moved his hands and feet, and spoke a mess of lines.

"It's my turn now!"

In the next moment, he first stretched out his arms, and then raised them high.

In the terrified eyes of the audience, a slippery tentacle snaked out from above, rapidly expanding and extending.

And then the next one...

One more...

……

Half a minute later, a total of hundreds of tentacles gathered on the top of the head, embracing each other and twisting into a huge disc, covering a large area like an umbrella.

……

Not only is Mr. Luo's face unprecedentedly ugly, Delin and Brother Sagittarius beside him have already petrified.

Is this really the one that paid before?I actually formed a team with such an existence?

The two people have exactly the same idea in their hearts.

"This is just my starting card, bah - starting form, this is not my most powerful form!"

Fu Qian continued to read the lines in his memory.

"Now, take your [-]%!"

……

Obviously shocked by this imaginatively challenging scene, facing Fu Qian's nonsense, Mr. Luo didn't say anything, but responded with actions.

The blackened green flame appeared in his hand again, but this time it did not gather into a cluster, but spread across the whole body in an instant.

At the same time, more gray curtains appeared in the air than before, and surrounded Fu Qian.

"Is this the only level?"

Fu Qian let out a sneer.

"Hmph, a scum with only five fighting strength!"

Before the words fell, hundreds of tentacles in the air spread out in an instant, and each one was as straight as a gun, aiming at Mr. Luo.

However, at this moment, Mr. Luo's figure suddenly blurred, and then disappeared in place.

The next moment, Mr. Luo appeared at Fu Qian's side, with his body covered in burning flames, and pressed Fu Qian's shoulder.

The ability of blinking is really suitable for surprise attacks!

Several tentacles around Fu Qian instantly turned around and stabbed at Mr. Luo's chest without hesitation.

Then this quick counterattack still failed, only passing through a layer of phantom.

Visual misleading can interfere with the judgment of distance and cause visual errors to the opponent. It is also the ability of Wild Spirit before.

A grin appeared on Mr. Luo's face. Taking advantage of the time he had gained, the black fire on his body exploded, sending out a giant ball of fire, and at the same time retreated like lightning.

At the same time, the surrounding gray curtains gathered at an accelerated rate, trying to trap Fu Qian tightly and prevent him from escaping.

Seeing that Fu Qian was in a desperate situation, the next moment Mr. Luo suddenly found that he had bumped into a group of tentacles, and the escape route was completely blocked at a glance.

He didn't retract the tentacle defense, but made a bigger barrier to trap the two of them inside!
After realizing this, Mr. Luo's heart suddenly tightened.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

In the exploding black flame, Fu Qian looked at Mr. Luo calmly.

Why do people like to learn from terrorists these days!

Blink, pin, explode, siege.

Such a coherent attack was obviously planned from the beginning.

In order to paralyze himself, he even deliberately threw a black fireball to mislead him, making him think that he was inclined to attack from a distance.

What a deliberate effort!
It's a pity, what I got today is the BOSS script!

"Since you want to seek excitement, you must follow through to the end!"

The next moment, endless black flames burst out.

Mr. Luo is obviously not the kind of person who will die together in order to win. Even if he adopts this kind of terrorist tactics, he will not leave himself behind.

In fact, when this guy rushed over just now, Fu Qian noticed that the mad spirit on his shoulder was gone.

After judging that this was likely to be his last insurance, Fuqian decided to give him a reason to use it, so he directly blocked his retreat.

You are worried about me running away, but I am actually more worried about you running away!

Let me see your real cards.

Under the explosion full of destructive power, Mr. Luo's body was almost instantly wiped out.

At the same time, the mad spirit outside the barrier seemed to come to life, and retreated quickly, avoiding the aftermath of the explosion.

After a long time, the flames dissipated.

Everyone looked at the center of the explosion, all speechless.

After this devastating explosion, Fu Qian's figure was still standing.

Although compared with before, more than ten tentacles were broken, and scorching marks were all over the body.

But obviously, the explosion just now did not cause unbearable damage to him.

Not to mention the fact that the vast majority of wounds are healing rapidly.

Witnessing this scene, the blood-colored puppet in the air was also stunned.

The four eyes met, and the mad spirit directly turned into a stream of light, and fled without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)