Full-time mage's wife Mu Ningxue

Chapter 228
"Bingquan~Qingluan~chanting!" Lan Muchen, who fell from the sky, was almost like a star map, and the ice luan screamed crisply, and a lifelike Qingluan descended from the sky.

Two or three approaching corpses were smashed into shattered ice in an instant, and the undead crystals were also frozen, and the dead could not die again.

"Vine!" The hand that hit the ground replaced the plant magic, and the ground that had just been frozen for a hundred meters collapsed, and the emerald green vines entangled the tentacles attacked by the corpse minister like a python.

"The light falls!"

At this moment, a high-pitched sound came from beside him, and thousands of streamers pierced towards the corpse minister like a ray.

The light system is undoubtedly the magic that restrains the undead most. The black mist of the meatball corpse shrinks and dissipates under the light of the holy light, and even its fat corpse made of piles of carrion is riddled with holes by the light.

Under the holy light, the black blood made a wonderful "Zizi" sound. The meatball corpse minister was not afraid of pain, but it was very uncomfortable to be pierced by the light.

"The young man is not bad. He has reached a high level at a young age and is still so brave. Just don't be so reckless next time." The military commander said to Lan Muchen when he released thousands of rays of light.

"Thank you for reminding me." The black mist was broken by Guang Luomanzhang, and it was easier for Lan Muchen to attack the meatball corpse minister. He was gearing up to see that the blue and the red occupied half of his body respectively.

Jun Tong beside him also retreated a few steps due to the extreme cold and heat.

"This, is this a twin-soul species?" Jun Tong couldn't believe his eyes.

"Red Scorched Azure Phoenix - Frozen Coffin!"

Under Lan Muchen's control, the [-]-meter giant coffin was hollow, and it ruthlessly covered the meat ball corpse official.

Blue and red stripes adorn the ice coffin, forming a lifelike two-color ice phoenix.

The meatball corpse minister wanted to bounce away like a rubber ball, but the divine bird Qingluan in the frozen coffin seemed to be alive, spewing out countless Qingluan phoenix fire to block its movements.

Frost condensed and covered, and the lower body of the meatball corpse minister was dotted with ice crystals, blue and red, sometimes cold and sometimes hot.

Lan Muchen is not a fool, and he certainly would not let the corpse official escape and run away.

"Guangyou-Guardian! Don't worry about attacking, those corpses won't be able to get close to you." The military commander knew that his attack power was not as good as that of Lan Muchen who possessed soul-seeds, so he propped up Shengyao's defense to protect Lan Muchen.

Those knives and ax corpses tried their best to chop the circle of light shields, but they were all injured by the reflection of the holy light.

In fact, even if the military leader does not come, Mu Ningxue will protect him, and without her, no undead can hurt Lan Muchen.

"Ice and Phoenix Domain." Mu Ningxue, who fell from the air, dissipated the ice wind and transformed into the purest ice and snow goddess, and the terrifying ice air spread instantly.

Mu Ningxue mainly aimed at the meat ball Corpse Minister to further prevent it from escaping.

The thick frost almost spread to the rotten flesh piled up below by the corpse servant, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't avoid half of it.

At this moment, the ice coffin fell, completely sealing off the meat ball corpse minister's retreat and life.

The scorching heat of the red and the cold of the phoenix fire erupted in the ice coffin, and the ugly and fat meat ball was solidified by the intersection of red frost and deep frost.

Those struggling flesh and blood tentacles were all frozen and shattered, leaving only debris on the ground.

Now even if the meatball corpse minister is extremely powerful, he still can't escape the two-color ice coffin. Those two kinds of terrifying frost are extremely erosive, and it will kill him in a short while.

At this moment, the crystallization of the undead souls of the immobile meat ball corpse minister had already begun to freeze, and when it was completely frozen, it would no longer have the possibility of life.

Seeing the huge frozen coffin covering the leader of the carrion corpse, the team of middle-level mages congratulated and cheered.

After taking down the meat ball corpse minister, the mage's morale soared, and more than half of this small-scale battle had been won.

After clearing all the undead in this area, it is time for the real victory of this battle.

Lan Muchen crushed the ice and snow in his hand, but what was broken was the ice coffin and the giant corpse of the meatball corpse.

The commander-level remnant soul floated over, Lan Muchen let go of his hand, and the blue and red pieces of ice scattered around.

Lan Muchen clapped hands with Mu Ningxue, and turned to deal with those corpse generals and bone generals.

As soon as they dispersed, a gust of dark wind drifted behind Lan Muchen.

Suddenly shivering, just to be on the safe side, he quickly opened the door to the dimension.

In this land of the undead, where rotting corpses and skeletons are everywhere, a charming fragrance of flowers permeated the air.

The flower fairy Xingling stepped out of the dimensional crack one after another, bringing with it wildly growing plants.

Green vines and different trees compete for fragrance and beauty like a hundred flowers blooming, and the aura of life is floating in the deadly land of the dead.

In a blink of an eye, two or three corpses and dozens of rotting corpses will be swallowed by the wildly growing plants.

"Xing Ling, there seems to be some undead hidden around, always pay attention." Lan Muchen reminded.

"Yeah." Xiao Xingling nodded obediently, her perception ability was restricted in the land of the undead, otherwise she could directly find out the hidden undead.

Another gust of dark wind passed by, and Lan Muchen looked around vigilantly, but he didn't find the mastermind who stirred up the dark wind, but saw a few white ghost generals.

They are dressed in white, but have vague faces and bodies, and they are like souls floating in the wind.

"Xing Ling, get rid of them!" It was difficult for elemental magic to deal with them, and it was difficult to hit them. Luckily, Lan Muchen let Xing Ling deal with them.

"Yeah." Xing Ling waved her small hand, expressing that it was easy. The special pollen floated towards those white ghost generals. After touching the pollen, they not only slowed down their movements, but even solidified their soul-like bodies.

It seems that it has a physical body and can be attacked by ordinary magic.

Those Baiyin ghost generals had no idea that they had been exposed. Xing Ling lifted her small hand up, and suddenly saw a huge crack in the ground, and a plant that looked like a piranha came out of it, and opened its bloody mouth wide. Swallow a few ghost generals.

Lan Muchen had never seen Xing Ling's method before, so he should have learned it after becoming a leader.

The full stomach of the green piranha squirmed for a while, as if the White Yin ghost was about to struggle desperately, but everything was in vain.

With a flick of Xiao Xingling's finger, the piranha opened its mouth and spat out, and three solid warrior-level undead crystals flew towards Lan Muchen.

After picking up the three thumb-sized undead crystals, Lan Muchen happily patted Xing Ling on the head.

The little guy is really sensible and knows how to give good things to the owner.

"Yeeeeeeeeee~" Xing Ling danced and danced as if showing off, and Lan Muchen was fascinated by her cute appearance.

"Kill the little monster first, then go back and hug it." You can't take it lightly in the land of the dead.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a sudden whirlwind of wind, and Lan Muchen hurriedly propped up the water circulation.

The black earth left long marks one after another due to the wanton dancing of the wind.

Suddenly, Lan Muchen heard the roar of the ghost.

There was also a woman's whisper in the roar: "I don't deserve to die, you killed me!"

"Give my life back, pay my life back!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow."

Lan Muchen's soul hand felt the continuous impact of the ghost, and his eyes were blurred for a moment.

Close your eyes, concentrate, and gather your spiritual power!
(End of this chapter)