Legend of the King of Glory

Chapter 55 Death Rock: Gao Jianli! (Please collect!)

"Ding, the energy has been absorbed, hero skills are being drawn randomly, please wait a moment."

"Ding, the energy has been absorbed, congratulations on getting the Death Rock Gao Jianli!!!"

"Hero Passive: Elegy! After playing four times (basic attack or skill release), the next normal attack will play forward an energy chord with a penetrating effect, causing spell damage!"

"Hero Skill 2: Wild Song! Play the music, causing magic damage to up to 2 nearby enemies. After the note hits the enemy, it will bounce to the nearby enemy, up to 30 times. If the enemy is hit by multiple notes, the subsequent notes will only Deals [-]% more damage."

"Hero Skill 2: Lige! Swing the guitar at will, shock the strings, cause magic damage to nearby enemies, and reduce their movement speed for [-] seconds."

"Hero skill 0.5: Magic sound pierces the ears! Passionate playing continues to cause spell damage to nearby enemies (playing once every 10 seconds, a total of [-] times).

Each segment deals spell damage, and the moment when the skill is released, Gao Jianli gets a 15% damage-free effect.

Every enemy hero around Gao Jianli will increase his damage-free effect by 5% for 5 seconds, and gain a 3% burst movement speed bonus within 70 seconds (continuously decaying). "

"Planting flowers on purpose will not bloom, but planting willows and willows will make shade without intention. Death rock, even you who are called soulless, can't stop the attack of the power of the soul! Take the move, sing wildly!"

Bai Qingyun rekindled his inner passion, every despair lasted until the last moment, hope would always appear.

He used both hands to condense a guitar about 35 centimeters long, and Bai Qingyun turned over and took the guitar.

Then he played a wonderful rhythm with his fingers in an instant, and the rhythm seemed to transform into a sky-high white tiger, fiercely attacking the direction where the bald monk was.

"Ah~"

The bald monk, who was originally invincible in body and invincible in speed, heard the rhythm played by Bai Qingyun, and suddenly covered his ears and fell on the sand, screaming in pain.

This kind of rhythm is soothing and low-pitched, and the smooth texture is like the river bank where thousands of sails have passed.

The voice was full of color, low and long, like a man speaking hoarsely and slowly, but it was so tragic and brilliant.

"One more song, Li Ge!"

Bai Qingyun is like a soul singer in the earth, standing above the stage, forgetting where he is.

Dedicated to the rhythm wholeheartedly, intoxicated by the rhythm and unable to extricate himself.

"Ah~"

The bald monk's screams became even more intense, and he had no strength at all to get close to Bai Qingyun who was playing and singing. If he had known, he would have been dealt with quickly. The bad guy died of talking too much.

It was as if Tang Seng recited a magic spell to Sun Wukong again, it was both unstoppable and helpless, it was extremely aggrieved.

The sound that popped was full of desolate walking, heavy, reverent.

I saw the boat moored on the shore, floating leisurely, gently carried by the wind to the shore, and submerged by the solitude of the night beyond the fishing fire and moonlight.

That voice passed through the past years, driving Xiaofan helplessly, with long-lasting love and long-lasting love.

Originally, this kind of artistic conception was so beautiful, but for the soulless body of the bald monk at this time, it was a fatal injury.

"Kid Qingyun, something is wrong, there seems to be something on the head of the bald monk."

The Shadow Master suddenly saw something terrible, and said to the carnival Bai Qingyun.

"Oh, let me see, my eyes are open!"

Bai Qingyun heard the words of the Lord of Shadows, and directly activated Yang Jian's talent, and an eye appeared on his forehead, named: The Eye of Illusion.

I saw a black-gray airflow above the head of the bald monk who was still in pain, looking extremely evil.

"Boy Qingyun, I suspect it's the monster caused by the black-gray airflow, use the power of your soul to kill it."

The Shadow Master in the mental space immediately judged that it was the black-gray airflow that controlled the bald monk.

"Understood! Look at me, death rock Gao Jianli, the hero's ultimate move: magic sound piercing ears!"

Bai Qingyun yelled, and the speed of his hand playing the guitar instantly became faster, and a huge wave of rhythm was generated around him, surrounding him.

"Go!"

One after another, the rhythms turned into brave warriors with golden swords, slashing at the black-gray airflow above the bald monk's head.

"Puff" sound.

The black-gray air flow was directly uprooted by the rhythm, slashed by the golden sword warrior, and turned into dust and flew into the distance with the air.

"Why am I here?"

After eliminating the black and gray air flow, the bald monk looked at where he was, with a puzzled and surprised expression on his face.

"You are Zisan!"

The bald monk seemed to have seen Bai Qingyun, rubbed his eyes carefully, and found that he was right. He shouted in surprise, and was about to gallop over.

"Stop stop~"

"What's going on? Why is there a black-gray airflow above your head? Who are you? Why do you call me Zisan?"

Bai Qingyun asked all the questions in his heart at once, after all, the bald monk was the one who wanted to kill him just now.

"You, third son. By the way, you haven't recovered yet, the black-gray airflow! Could it be that he controlled me?"

The bald monk heard Bai Qingyun's question and responded immediately, but when he talked about the black and gray airflow, his face showed contemplation.

"What on earth are you talking about? Why can't I understand anything, what can't be recovered!" Hearing the bald monk's intermittent answer, Bai Qingyun was also confused at this time.

"There is no time, third son, let the lord explain it to you, this is the purple crystal token of the third level, go to the unsealed place!"

The bald monk stretched out his hand, and a crystal token suddenly appeared in his hand, and he threw it in front of Bai Qingyun.

Hearing this, Bai Qingyun immediately took the purple crystal token, and now he has three purple crystal tokens.

But no one told themselves what the hell it was?What the hell does this do.

The bald monk saw that Bai Qingyun took the purple crystal token, and concentrated his soul power with both hands to open a time rift for Bai Qingyun. As long as he passes through this time rift, he will immediately reach the sealed place.

"Should I trust him or not? Xiaoying." At this time, Bai Qingyun asked the Shadow Lord's suggestion in his heart.

"It should be fine. After all, the first two levels ended with two purple crystal tokens. Maybe this time it's really over."

When the Shadow Master heard that Bai Qingyun wanted advice, he immediately offered his opinion.

Bai Qingyun heard the words of the Lord of Shadows, and used Phantom Flash's tricky asynchronous method to enter the time rift opened by the bald monk.

"I hope you can help the lord! The black-gray airflow is really it."

The bald monk looked at Bai Qingyun entering the time rift, and suddenly thought of the black-gray airflow, he frowned slightly.

Bai Qingyun entered the time rift, and suddenly felt less dizzy than before. As long as he appeared in the time rift, he would feel dizzy.

And now he seems to be familiar with it, or maybe his soul power has grown.

After a few minutes, Bai Qingyun felt that the position he was in was stopping, and Bai Qingyun opened his closed eyes.

"It's such a barren place, it's almost deserted!"

Bai Qingyun opened his eyes and saw countless skeletons on the ground, and an ancient palace in the center.

There is a strange purple throne in the center of the palace. There seems to be a human skeleton on the throne. Standing in place at this time, you can still feel the majesty.

(End of this chapter)