my avatar drama

Chapter 113
Wan Yi had just finished cooking, when another sharp pain came, as if someone had drilled his head with a drill.

"Almost got it."

"Someone is here to blow up the group, right?"

There was a lot of noise in his head, except for the pain, Wan Yi was not affected at all, and he felt that there was a high probability that it hurt from the noise.Turning his head and looking around, he couldn't find the location of the attacker.

Just then, the goat came out of the yard slowly.

"Hmph." Then he snorted.

A special wave swayed, and suddenly a vague figure was gradually outlined in a position in the field, and finally a skinny humanoid creature appeared there, with no facial features on the head, but white tentacles protruding from the brain for sucking the brain. creep.

Beside it was a thin and gloomy man with dark circles several times heavier than Wan Yi, also dressed in a baggy black suit, holding a wand in one hand, staring straight at Wan Yi.

"Hello, Mr. Wan Yi."

"Do I know you?"

The other party showed a sinister smile: "It seems that I still don't impress you enough. It's normal, because I was still a young man..."

A bloody saber aura slashed across, the man was still talking, and immediately raised his wand after being attacked.

Keng!
He backed away again and again, a tinge of blood flooded his pale face, and of course it wasn't the color that symbolized health.

"I'm fucking talking!"

"I don't even know you, why should I listen to you?"

"Fake! Die to me! I'll take your soul out and torture you hundreds of times!" He directly raised his wand, and the crystal white energy gathered on the wand, sending out a ray towards Wan Yi.

Wan Yi raised his knife to block it: "Then forgive me, brother, you may be a little tired."

"Meow!"

"Is Mr. Mask uncomfortable?"

"Meow!"

"Dizziness? Nausea? Okay..."

Wan Yi didn't use the knife, and dodged the beam sideways.

The other party persisted, the wand retracted to gather energy again, and this time the hands of the Eater of Souls beside him also began to gather the same white light.

Finally, the soul-eater's light and the man's light bloom together and converge into a thick beam of light, rushing towards Wan Yi.

Bang!
The invisible fluctuations spread, and a large amount of dust floated around and covered Wan Yi's figure.

"The network connection is unstable, please check whether the network connection is smooth."

"This is the server under attack!"

The avatars said as they felt the slight shaking in their brains.

It's almost like shaking your head twice.

The smoke dispersed, and Wan Yi rushed directly in front of the man and the Soul Eater.

"How could it be! The soul devouring shattering spell with the greatest mana is useless!" The man looked at Wan Yi in shock, and watched helplessly as the bloody outline outlined by the transparent blade came towards his head.

The Eater of Souls quickly blocked the blow for him, and its thin but slender fingers blocked the blade.

Bang!
With a muffled sound, the Soul Eater and the man were still sent flying by Wan Yi.

"Zizizi..." The Soul Eater let out a strange cry.

The man made it clear: "His soul and will are indestructible...I can't believe it, but your words are very convincing." He stood up from the ground and tore off the black robe on his body, revealing that the underside did not match his thin face. of strong fitness.

The black tights wrapped his bulging muscles, and he could visually feel that this was not fake.

"The power of the spirit can change the body!" He chanted the mantra, and a white mist rose from his body, which was thin but attached to his body, making him stronger and more powerful.

"Using the power of the plundered soul to bless the spell of the body, the special spell of the Soul Eater." The goat walked leisurely from the artillery fire to Wan Yi's side and said.

After the words fell, the thin body of the Soul Eater also changed.

Except for the strange and disgusting head that remained the same, the body below the neck suddenly became strong and powerful, and the gray body showed violence on the physical level.

"He's pretty handsome." Wan Yi was a little envious.

It would be great if he could sacrifice the spirit of the avatar for physical enhancement.

Even if it's temporary.

"It's okay to keep this kind of thing in your heart."

"He did say it in his heart."

"My heart is in the group."

"Ah, yes."

The clone's complaints will never be absent.

"Let me fight side by side with you, Wan Yi." Master Yang said shaking his head.

"Old man, you'd better take a rest, I can do it alone." Wan Yi said, swinging the saber flower.

"After all, it's my entrustment. I can't bear it if I don't make any effort."

As he said that, a magic circle appeared under the sheep's feet.

That's right, a magic circle!

"Aren't you a zodiac sign!?" Wan Yi said in surprise.

"Learning, you don't know things." Saying this, the magic circle turned from white to blood red, and then black, with a smell of sulfur wafting, and magma flowed out of the magic circle to engulf Lord Yang's body.

The scene was silent for a moment.

Bang!
The magma exploded!

The fur is pitch black, the front hooves have turned into sharp claws, the body stands upright and is more like a human shape, and it also becomes a perfect inverted triangle figure, with knotted muscles, and the hideous fleshy wings on the back spread out, blowing the wind of hell.

"Drink..." The sheep's mouth was slightly opened, and the steaming hot air was exhaled, and the sharp teeth in the lips were faintly visible.

"demon?!"

"This way, the old man is quite satisfied." The black goat demon grabbed his wrist with one hand, and compared a standard bodybuilding posture, his voice full of air was accompanied by a trace of ethereal reverberation.

Sudden change in painting style.

Apart from these four words, Wan Yi couldn't think of anything to describe the change of Master Yang.

What should I do if the opponent is stronger than here?Then become more majestic than the other side!

However, Wan Yi accepted it quickly. As we all know, Wan Yi will become a clone. It is normal for Wei Yang, a strange and knowledgeable creature in the East, to master a little change of the black goat demon next door.

However, Wan Yi accepted it quickly, and the combination of the man and Soul Eater in front of him was a little bit deceived watching this scene.

The main reason is that the hell breath on this black goat demon is too authentic.

I can't believe it's an imitation!
"Don't be in a daze." Wan Yi flicked the cat knife, and this time a jet-black substance began to flow from it.

Blade of Fear mode activated.

Everyone present has played transformation, so Wan Yi can make do with the color and meaning of the knife.

Immediately afterwards, he approached the man and the Soul Eater and swung his knife quickly.

The man reacted quickly, turned the handle of the wand, and the main part of the wand turned over, instantly turned into a dagger and then went up to meet Wan Yi.

Stab it!

Sparks burst out between the blades, and Wan Yi felt that the opponent's strength seemed to be higher than his own at this time.

"Mr. Mask, eat more, why am I starving you?"

"Meow~."

Mr. Mask said that I was eating very hard, don't rush.

I used to be hungry every day, and I was always disgusted by others when I ate a bite. As a result, I started to be disgusted when I turned my head. I ate too slowly, and the cat cried.

Eat with tears.

Soul Eater was about to reach out to punch Wan Yi to help his contractor, but then he heard a whistling sound approaching quickly.

Lord Yang is here!

Two fists that were bigger than the Soul Eater's head without tentacles merged to form a direct blow to the head.

The Soul Eater didn't dare to fight back, and retreated directly.

boom!
Lord Yang stopped in time, but the hunting wind still caused fine cracks to appear on the surrounding ground.

Soul Eater took the opportunity to slap Lord Yang on the chest.

"Young man didn't eat?" Master Yang shook his chest muscles, opened the opponent's fist, and punched Soul Eater in the face.

"Zizizi..." The Soul Eater was stunned for a moment, but when he realized it, he was pulled back.

"Are the muscles grown for nothing?" Another punch directly knocked the Soul Eater to the ground.

The Soul Eater hurriedly released its spell, and the swaying white light drew a trail of trajectories like meteors and tilted on Yang Ye, only then forced Yang Ye to retreat.

Wan Yi's side was affected, so he chose to avoid it, but the man in front of him seized the opportunity, clicked out his wand again and again, and rays struck Wan Yi one after another.

Wan Yi deliberately took the cat knife away, and used his own body to eat the attacks.

Mr. Mask is intolerant of mental attacks, and Wan Yi eats mental attacks casually. How can there be such a clever combination in the world?
After a wave of firepower passed, Wan Yi raised his saber again and stepped forward.

Along with the slashing, Wan Yi's thinking gradually broke free from the old experience.

He is invincible with the cat knife. As long as the avatar reserves are enough, he can do whatever he wants. The most suitable for him is undoubtedly the blood exchange style.

But Wan Yi's current battle experience is all under the tutelage of Fukong.

What Fukong pursues is the one who suffers the fewest injuries, makes the other party feel overwhelmed with pain, and has superb skills.

Even though Wan Yi knows that he has no health bar now, he will still resist or dodge in the face of attacks. This is the influence of his long-term experience and physical instinct.

Fortunately, he has gradually begun to get used to it.

Now that I'm used to it...

"Then you're useless."

Wan Yi said suddenly.

Facing Wan Yi's increasingly frenzied slash, the man who was already struggling and sweating profusely froze for a moment.

Then Wan Yi held the handle of the knife with both hands, and used a posture full of flaws but concentrated all his strength to perform a crisp New Year's greeting knife technique.

The man raises his wand...

Keng!
The man gritted his teeth, feeling that his hand was numb, and the wand almost fell out of his hand under the blow.

He was already in a trance at this moment, and after the knife began to emit a black and ominous breath, after being rubbed a few times, he felt panic for some reason.

It must be some kind of weird power!

Then in front of his eyes, the knife was raised again.

The man quickly chanted the incantation, and the sharp tip of the wand suddenly extended and pierced Wan Yi's chest under the gathering of soul power.

Wan Yi ignored it completely, and swung down the butcher knife again.

A tentacle of the Soul Eater suddenly swung down and knocked Wan Yi away.

The man breathed heavily, as if seeing the sun through the clouds.

Without a doubt, without the help of Eater of Souls, he would have been cut in half, symmetrically.

The Soul Eater didn't feel well, but it also tried its best to save the contractor's life.

For the time being, there is a spirit of contract.

But the spirit of contract cannot save itself.

In Master Yang's hand, the magic circle flickered and grabbed a large sword made of lava, burning Soul Eater's soul with incomparable heat.

The man and the Soul Eater communicated through a contract, and instantly understood what to do next.

"Back off!" he yelled.

Lord Yang and Wan Yi held back their two key points, and the firepower present was not enough to smash the protection of the hospital, and the other mystics under the Soul Eater were chased away by a little bird and two silly mysterious novices.

There is no way to fight this battle!
The Soul Eater suddenly pierced his chest with both hands, and violently pushed his chest open.

In its chest, countless soul powers spewed out to the outside world with ear-piercing howls.

Seeing this, Lord Yang put away the lava sword in time, and put his hands together, chanting Buddhist scriptures.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, turning the miserable soul into heaven.

The black goat demon is chanting Buddhist scriptures to save the souls of the dead.

How could Wan Yi have such a dream?

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man and Soul Eater quickly ran and retreated.

And after Lord Yang calmed down all the wailing of his soul, he and Wan Yi looked at the one big and one small who were gradually going away.

"Wan Yi, I will cooperate with you and cast a spell."

"Okay." Wan Yi replied lightly, flicked the knife flower, and held the knife flat with his back.

The scarlet inverted pentagram also appeared in the eyes of Lord Yang.

Curse of fear, detonate.

The man who was running away and the Eater of Souls were all stunned, and their running steps stopped at the same time.

"Zizizi——" Soul Eater's body trembled violently, and the frequency of its tentacles wriggling showed its violent mood swings.

And the man let out a horrific scream, as if he saw some great horror.

The next moment, in the fierce reaction of the two, they exploded.

The man turned into useless flesh and blood and fell to the ground, only the terrified expression that split in two halves remained.

And the Soul Eater exploded into several shriveled pieces, and the remaining white tentacles were still wriggling slowly, but only the last bit of reaction remained.

"Happy cooperation." Wan Yi said.

"Well, happy cooperation." Yang Ye, who was still maintaining a devilish posture, stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)