Zombie King

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I saw the fierce black-clothed cold-blooded killers throwing away the weapons in their hands in horror, covering their ears in pain as they fell to the ground. The cold-blooded killers fell to the ground in pain in exactly the same way.

However, the first to be hit was the witch cat lying on Zhang Jinguang's neck and biting.When it bit Zhang Jinguang's throat fiercely with its incomparably sharp teeth, Zhang Jinguang's throat suddenly sent out a strong vibration force, which forced the witch cat to fly more than ten meters away before falling heavily on the big on black stone.The force of the witch cat's missiles smashed the rocks into pieces, and the splashed fragments floated several meters away before falling to the ground.

And this powerful magical monster inlaid by Gan Tong Rici'ao suddenly turned into a ball of meatloaf, falling to the ground like cow dung.

"Spirit magic sound!"

Seeing this, Gan Tong Ri's Austrian magic constructor screamed in surprise, but this did not allow him to think about it, how could this thousand-year-old jungle zombie know the legendary elf magic voice?And his eardrums have been severely impacted by the magic sound, which made his mind start to be in a trance, and his body seemed to be on the verge of falling, almost falling down.

If he hadn't been the farthest away from Zhang Jinguang, he would have been knocked down painfully like everyone else.

He quickly took out two tea crystals from the inner pocket of his clothes, and while quickly chanting the incantation, he kept rubbing the two tea crystals, and a miracle happened at this moment, beams of brilliant light and shadow emanated from the two tea crystals, forming a A powerful barrier prevents the powerful sound waves of the elf magic sound from being harmed.

citrine?Will tea crystals play such a big role in the hands of Gantong Riciao?

It can be seen from this that Mei Ya's housekeeper Guishu Laoer, an ordinary wooden stick in his hand, can fight with a sword. It turned out that the citrine on the wooden stick played a decisive role.

However, even though Gan Tongri's arcane magic constructor had tea crystals and spells to resist the magic sound of the elves, he still felt a very powerful shock wave leaking out of the light and shadow of the tea crystals and hitting him.And he was not prepared at first, nor did he expect that Zhang Jinguang, who was on the verge of death, would make a magic voice. Just before he took out the tea crystal and chanted the spell, he had obviously suffered a lot of internal injuries.

Therefore, the cunning Gan Tong had to do 36 tricks, and under the cover of tea crystal light waves, it was the best strategy!

On the other hand, Zhang Jinguang let out hysterical screams again and again, exhausting the last bit of his life's strength, but this strength was the strongest. After all, it was the roar that erupted when his life was in danger. Out of energy.

Just as Gan Tong Rici'ao was surprised, this sound was indeed inspired by the magic sound of smoke stored in Zhang Jinguang's body. The first-line attack inspired the thousand-year-old Qiankun Great Teleportation Kungfu in his body, but instead absorbed the magic sound of the smoke elf, which was stored deep in his brain and nervous system.

Back then, those goblins were hit by the sound waves of the elf's magic voice, and all of their seven orifices bled to death in a moment.And at the scene at this time, everyone was in great pain, and even death appeared.

Fortunately, Zhang Jinguang was forced to make this elf magic sound, and more importantly, he did not have a strong ability to stimulate this kind of magic sound, so the elf magic sound he made only reached the first level of power.

But even the severity of this level caused the seriously injured royal knights, warriors, and black-clothed cold-blooded killers to bleed to death in a moment.Others who were still alive fell to the ground, opened their mouths wide, and covered their ears desperately. They could only passively scream hysterically to minimize the attack of the elf magic voice and their own fear, and even pain.

Even the poison king, Yi Kansi, was not spared. Regardless of the pain of other wounds on his body, he rolled over and over again on the ground as if under a "curse", screaming like everyone else, instinctively using this to relieve the fear in his heart And the powerful destructive power of the elf magic sound.

Slowly, slowly, Zhang Jinguang's hysterical voice gradually weakened until it stopped.

"Hey! Why am I not dead?"

After Zhang Jinguang's brain was fully awake, he found that he was alive and well.The memory slowly flooded over, and I recalled in my heart: "I seem to have been cut by a cold-blooded killer with an axe, no! It was a monster that flew over me, tearing and biting violently. I was covered in cuts and bruises all over my body, and soon it attacked my throat. Come on. Yes! The monster is desperately biting my throat, and my throat vibrates violently. After the vibration, it makes an unusual sound..."

"Strange sound?" He exclaimed, and quickly looked around. He first saw the body of the murderer who was shaken to death, all the figures lying on the ground, and even the corpse of the monster more than ten meters away. He murmured: "This strange sound? This... strange sound... Oh, it turned out that it was the elf's smoke and magic sound that saved my life!"

"Where's Bujin? Where's Bujin? And Xue Canglang? Poison King Yikansi! Are they all okay?" He suddenly thought of these things, and before he had time to check his injuries, he ran towards Bujin go.

When Zhang Jinguang staggered to Bujin's side, he turned over and sat up. When he found Zhang Jinguang standing in front of him, he shouted happily: "Master! Are you alive?"

What is this nonsense?Zhang Jinguang is dead, can he still stand in front of him?

But Zhang Jinguang saw that Bujin was not seriously injured, so he grinned and said, "How can I die? Little thing, you are not dead! This is also strange, it seems... It seems that when that monster bit my throat, To actually make the sound of saving you in the thousand-year-old jungle, that monster was shocked to death, otherwise, I would really be dead!"

"That's right, the sound I heard was exactly the same as the magic sound I heard last time, but I wasn't hurt badly last time, so why?" Bu Jin recalled the situation just now, wondering.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Jinguang quickly pulled Bu Jin up from the ground, and said in disbelief, "Let me see if it's really not hurt?"

After Zhang Jinguang's careful inspection, he found that Bujin was really only slightly scratched and there was nothing serious, so he said to himself with confidence: "Did this little guy accept my breath of life and energy? Is it possible to have such a strong ability to resist? Moreover, the last time I unintentionally made a magic sound in the thousand-year-old jungle, it saved his life, did he get used to the vibration of the magic sound?"

Although Zhang Jinguang muttered very lightly, Bujin heard clearly, and suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, yes! You are very reasonable, I have already developed magic sound immunity in my body!"

"Magic sound immunity?" Zhang Jinguang was surprised that this little goblin was able to create new terms. Magic sound immunity is absolutely fresh!

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