The ultimate plug-in king

Chapter 780 Black Fire, Grab the Stele
The four of Zheng Mingyu made a shocking move, each using their own means, and the originally dense three-legged black crows instantly seemed much more empty.

Even so, there were still many three-legged black crows surrounding the stele.

"Wow!"

With a cry, those three-legged black crows became crazy, flapping their huge wings, and rushed towards everyone.

The four of Zheng Mingyu killed so many three-legged black crows, which seemed to arouse the anger of the three-legged black crows.

Everyone felt a strong pressure in an instant.

Wu Zhi couldn't be as relaxed as before, these three-legged black crows were desperately fighting, showing ridiculously strong combat power.

While dealing with the attacking three-legged black crow, Wu Zhi looked at the stone tablet in the air.

"What is the magical function of this stele to make these three-legged black crows so crazy?"

Wu Zhi guessed in his heart.

Although he also has a space crystal, he doesn't know what this space crystal is.

It seems that the shape of these space crystals is not fixed, the space crystal he got is a statue.

The three-legged black crow was desperate, and the pressure on the crowd increased, and the four of Zheng Mingyu had just gone through a fight, and they hadn't recovered yet.

For a while, everyone was beaten back and forth by those three-legged black crows, and the casualties began to intensify.

When the number of practitioners decreases, the pressure on others will be greater.

"Wow!"

In the air, another cry sounded, and all the three-legged black crows flew towards the sky, and at this time they even retreated.

Before the cultivators had time to breathe a sigh of relief, their faces changed dramatically.

From the sky of those three-legged black crows, one after another of black flames spewed out, rushing downward.

dark Fire?

Feeling the fiery breath in the air, Wu Zhi also changed color.

No one thought that these three-legged black crows would have such a hand.

For a moment, the sky was full of black flames, rushing downward like covering the sky, covering half of the sky.

Wu Zhi and the others had no chance of escaping.

The sky was filled with black and red, and everyone was enveloped in it.

At this time, even Zheng Mingyu's four people's expressions changed.

This black fire is going to burn everyone to ashes!
"withdraw!"

Who knows who roared, and the people who had already lost their fighting spirit quickly unfolded their movements and quickly flew back.

But, where is the possibility of escape at this time?
Only short screams were heard, and countless cultivators were buried in the flames.

The attack of this black fire is too strong, once it is infected, there will be no sound in a moment.

Wu Zhi's figure flickered, he turned the game acceleration plug-in to the extreme, his whole body was like the wind, he was like an elf as he shuttled through the falling black flames.

None of the black flames that filled the sky could hit him, whistling past him.

At this time, all the cultivators flew into the air, and the lower part was already engulfed in flames, so they could only escape to the sky.

However, the sky is also unsafe, and the black fire that keeps being thrown down still takes the lives of countless cultivators.

Just as Wu Zhi and the others kept avoiding the black fire attack, a head appeared in the sea of ​​flames below, smiling and looking at Wu Zhi and the others in mid-air.

The long hair hangs down on this head, making it impossible to see his face clearly, only those eyes are shining with a strange light.

As for the black fire, it couldn't stand him at all.

If someone saw this head, they would definitely scream in shock.

Because at this time, the head opened its mouth to swallow the black fire.

He opened his mouth and sucked it, and the black fire turned into a fire dragon, which rushed straight into his mouth, and then a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"This is the black fire of the three-legged black crow, it cannot be wasted."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth again, frantically absorbing the surrounding black fire.

No one paid attention to this scene, the head was frantically absorbing the essence of the black fire.

"If this continues, all cultivators will be killed by the black fire."

Wu Zhi said in his heart.

At this time, there are not many cultivators left. Wu Zhi roughly estimates that there will never be more than 30 practitioners.

However, the remaining disciples are all real powerhouses.

"what?"

A look of excitement suddenly appeared on Wu Zhi's face.

Just now, he inadvertently glanced at the stele, only to find that there were only dozens of three-legged black crows left around the stele.

What's happening here?
He suppressed the excitement in his heart and calmed himself down.

At this time, those three-legged black crows were all excitedly spitting black fire. In their eyes, the downwind cultivator was already fat on the grinding board.

"This is an opportunity, a good opportunity."

Wu Zhi's eyes flickered, his heart skipped a beat.

Although the three-legged black crow had been killed by Zheng Mingyu and the others, it was still very difficult for Wu Zhi to seize the stele, and this time was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.

The more he thought about it, the more intense his heart beat.

"We can't delay any longer. If these three-legged black crows stop breathing fire, it will be difficult to grab the space crystals."

Wu Zhi finally made up his mind.

Now is the most chaotic time, just let him fish in troubled waters.

"The three-legged black crow has muddied the water. If I grasp it, it will be too much for heaven!"

Wu Zhi said in his heart, and went through the plan again, and after confirming that it was correct, he activated the automatic teleportation plug-in.

A ray of light flickered, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

In the sea of ​​fire below, the head floated comfortably, constantly absorbing the essence of the black fire.

The black fire, which is extremely dangerous to everyone, is a great tonic to him.

"Space crystals are a good thing, but it's a pity that these three-legged black crows guard the sky tightly."

The head sighed, and then unintentionally glanced at the stele.

It was this glance that made his pupils shrink suddenly.

Just now, he saw a figure suddenly appear beside the stele, and then he stretched out his hand to grab the stele.

He thought he was dazzled at first, closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, and still saw the figure pulling the stele.

"Grass!"

The head cursed angrily, so it didn't care about the black fire essence.

Hearing a bang, he rushed out of the sea of ​​flames, but it was a slender figure, without the slightest hesitation, he turned into a shadow of fire, and rushed straight towards the stone tablet in midair.

At the same time, when Wu Zhi grabbed the stele, the dozen or so three-legged black crows also spotted him.

"Wow!"

A dozen or so three-legged black crows roared, and they all rushed towards Wu Zhi. A pair of wings were the sharpest blades, and slapped Wu Zhi's vitals.

Wu Zhi grasped the stone tablet with one hand, brandished the long knife with the other hand, rolled up the blade lights, and slashed at the black crows that were rushing towards him.

"Hurry up!"

He shouted in his heart.

The speed of collecting stone tablets is also too slow.

It seems that there is an invisible force restraining the stele, preventing him from taking it away easily.

He must contend with that invisible force.

(End of this chapter)