Bloodline of Beast God

Chapter 233 Battle against the Necromancer
"It's finally over." Dai Haotian heaved a sigh of relief. At this time, the fit Tori also separated. Tori and Tongri sat on the ground with one buttocks, gasping for breath. The Sun Aegis automatically separated and returned. Inside the two people.

This dwarf fusion secret method is extremely domineering, but the disadvantages are also obvious enough, that is, after the fusion is over, the two people who are combined will fall into a short-term weakness, and it will take at least a day to recover. Moreover, the warriors produced after the combination, It can only be maintained for half an hour, and it will automatically separate in half an hour.

"No, it's not over yet. When we arrived, a person wrapped in a white robe had already entered the ice eye." At this moment, three giant titans stood up and said.

"What?" Feng Qingyang has changed the most. He has been tracking down the necromancer all along, and he knows the necromancer best.

"It's been 10 minutes since you arrived and destroyed these skeletons," said the giant titan.

"Oh, no, we must not let that Necromancer get the Ten Thousand Years Ice, we must go down." Feng Qingyang said.

"No, our physique simply cannot resist the cold temperature under the glacier." Dai Haotian said.

"This is easy to handle, let our Frost Dragon Clan go down." At this time, the Frost Dragon King said.

"Ah, it's the best, we are here, once that necromancer comes out, we can wipe him out." Mo Chen said, there is Dai Haotian, a strong man in the ninth level of the God of Fighting, and three Titans The giants are all in the Fighting Saint Realm, and with Feng Qingyang, who has been famous for a long time at the Ninth Layer Fighting Saint Realm, Mochen believes that with the few of them, they should be able to wipe out the Necromancer.

"Okay, Lord Beast God, then I will take my clansmen down." The Frost Giant Dragon Dynasty nodded at Mo Chen, and turned its head. At this time, the other five seventh-level Frost Giant Dragons transformed into Human figures, including Xiaolan's father, a total of six white-clothed men jumped into the ice-eyed lake.

At this time, Fengyunchi stood in a shift, his eyes were always on the body of the frost dragon group, Xiaolan was lying on his mother's body, looking very peaceful, but Xiaolan would look at Fengyunchi from time to time.

"Master, it's up to you here." After Mo Chen finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged and meditated. Under the crazy operation of the Beast God Art, Mo Chen's fighting spirit quickly recovered, and the Beast God in his dantian Zhu continuously overflowed with an extremely huge ability, replenishing the battle energy consumed by Mo Chen.

"This kid has a lot to do with my Titan family." The three Titans walked up to Mochen. At this moment, Tong Ri and Tori hurriedly stood up and blocked the three Titans. Tori said: "We The king is practicing, no one is allowed to come near, if there is something to do, wait for the king to wake up and talk about it." There was obviously a bad tone in Tori's tone.

"Ah, you guys, alright, we can wait." The three titans sat up and looked at Mochen quietly, their eyes full of complexities.

Tori and Tongri, their expressions were not so good. The dwarves were the servants of the Titans a thousand years ago. Since the great battle a thousand years ago, the Titans gradually declined, and the dwarves became independent. Come out, and now they face their former masters again, and they don't feel happy either.

Half an hour later, there was no movement on the ice-eyed pool. Feng Qingyang and Dai Haotian stood by the pool, staring at the pool for fear of missing something.

Suddenly, bubbles began to bubble above the pool, and the bubbles became bigger and bigger.

"It's coming, deal with it carefully." Feng Qingyang said hastily.

As the bubbles grew bigger and bigger, a huge dead energy emerged from the pool, and Mo Chen also woke up from the state of cultivation, feeling the recovery of the third level of battle energy, Mo Chen smiled slightly, and the golden language appeared in the In his hand, with Mochen's only three layers of Dou Qi left, he could only launch a single blow, and the thick vitality of life also spread over the golden language.

"It's out, everyone be careful."

The necromancer is extremely powerful, Fengyunchi retreated far away, he thought he couldn't intervene, so he avoided it, so as not to hurt everyone.

"Touch." There was a loud noise above the pool. First, a person wrapped in a white mage's robe came out. You can see that there is a faint light mask on the surface of the mage's robe, which is formed by the necromancer's robe. A protective shield that can resist the freezing temperature under the eyes of ice.

With the appearance of the Necromancer, Dai Haotian and Feng Qingyang immediately launched an attack.

The two pieces of top-tier legendary-level equipment shone with bright purple brilliance.

"Hmph, human, you have been chasing me for so long, do you think I can't deal with you?" The necromancer snorted coldly when he saw Feng Qingyang, and a crystal-colored staff burst out a burst of purple in his robes. Meaning, the ultimate legendary level equipment.

"Boom." A large swath of death energy erupted from the necromancer's staff, pressing on Feng Qingyang and Dai Haotian.

The long swords in the hands of the two were full of sword energy, and the sharp sword glow cut through the air of death, and the long sword pointed directly at the necromancer.

"Hmph." The necromancer snorted again, the robe on his body suddenly shone with a gray light, and a gray shield appeared, unexpectedly blocking the long swords of Feng Qingyang and Dai Haotian.

Just when the necromancer was proud, a turquoise sword light descended from the sky, and Mochen held the golden language in both hands, and at some point it reached the top of the necromancer's head, the sword energy erupted, and the power of life crazily entangled in the golden language superior.

"That is, the power of life, damn it, how could such a guy exist." Facing the huge power of life, the necromancer finally panicked.

I saw him holding up the long staff in his hand, a gray dead air spewed out, forming a huge skull, opening his bloody mouth, and devouring towards Mo Chen.

"Huh?" Facing the huge skull, Mochen didn't panic. Although he felt a huge threat, Mochen believed that with his strong body, he would be able to block the attack of the necromancer. One thousand, self-defeating eight hundred, only Mo Chen dared to play like this.

"Shua." The green sword energy pierced the sky, and chopped down towards the skull. The huge life energy was like a sharp giant sword, and the skull had no resistance at all.It was directly cut into two by Jin Yu, and the gray death energy splashed onto Mo Chen, making a creaking and corrosive sound. Even so, Mo Chen's remaining power remained undiminished, and he took advantage of the trend and slashed at the necromancer head-on.

"What the hell, this kid, where did he come from?" Under the crisis, the robe on the necromancer's body erupted with a bright gray light, and the golden language was cut in the gray light group, just like cutting on a ball of sponge, There is no stress point at all.

(End of this chapter)