The meat shield of the era of aura recovery

Chapter 358 The End of the Ruler
After drawing the old ruler away, Lin Xiaoqiang looked at the two leaving and an ice sculpture, feeling a little relieved in his heart.

The strength of this old god is too strong. If left alone, it may cause immeasurable losses to the city under construction. In serious cases, the entire plan may even come to a halt because of the existence of the old god.

Therefore, in order not to let it interfere with his plan and the dean's plan, he can only beheaded here.

According to current observations, the Great Old One is about a hundred meters high, nearly half the width, and has countless tentacles, and those eight huge tentacles are very powerful.

Even if it was cut off directly by Song Wanhua, it could grow back by eating the stump. Normal damage would be ineffective against it. If you wanted to kill this old god, you would probably need an emperor-level warrior to take action.

It was strange to say that although this old god was extremely powerful, he couldn't sense its spiritual power, and there was no trace of martial arts on it at all.

After some observations, Lin Xiaoqiang came to a conclusion that this monster probably came from another world. It did not climb martial arts, but borrowed another kind of power.

According to observation, it can be roughly judged that the strength of this old god is around the middle-level martial emperor. Whether it is the ability to attack the mind or the abnormal recovery ability, even a high-level emperor-level warrior can't match it. superior.

Although he still doesn't know what other attack methods it has, Lin Xiaoqiang doesn't want to get close to it again, and the bewitching voice in his heart is still continuing, from the previous uninterrupted voice to only appearing once in a while.

The calmer the mental bewitchment, the more dangerous it is. After all, if the attack frequency is too low, even I may not be able to tell whether it is an attack or not.

If the bewitching voice becomes entangled with the consciousness, or the consciousness fails to understand that this is an attack for a while, and turns it into its own thoughts, it will be a disaster.

The speed of the Old One is not too fast. It seems that it is chasing Lin Xiaoqiang vigorously. Its countless tentacles are dancing vigorously, as if it is running with all its strength.

Observing its movement from the corner of his eye, Lin Xiaoqiang slowed down his speed little by little.

If I can test out all its abilities at this time, then the people who come to help later will not encounter much danger.

The people who will come to help must be the teachers of the academy, and the teachers of the academy cannot be let down here. After all, they are all important combat forces against the demons and the Dark Moon Pavilion in the future. It would be a huge loss if one of them died. .

Thinking in his heart, Lin Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, and once again let the Azure Dragon Sword start to dominate the move of Wan Jian Gui Zong.

Although Wan Jian Guizong had failed once, Lin Xiaoqiang still didn't want to give up. After all, this was the strongest attack move he could display.

Compared with single-target skills like Dragon Kiss, group attacks like Wan Jian Gui Zong are definitely better. No matter how strong a single-target attack is, when facing such a huge monster, its power will be weakened by at least [-]%. Therefore, returning Wan Jian to the sect is the best choice.

In the space behind him, the Azure Dragon Sword began to appear in the air. Because there was no external interference, the speed of condensation was faster this time, and there were hundreds of Azure Dragon Sword [-] in the blink of an eye.

The speed of the Old One is still the same, flying here unhurriedly, looking at the frequency of the tentacles swinging, it doesn't seem like there is any problem, but it seems to be very leisurely, like playing around.

The more you observe, the more obvious this idea becomes.

The frequency of the tentacles waving is very rhythmic, and they will tangle up from time to time. What's more exaggerated, they can even tie a knot and then untie it by themselves. There is no sign of tension at all.

Feeling the old god's attitude and strangeness, Lin Xiaoqiang also stared at the tentacles on top of its head speechlessly, as if the old god had no malice
Although I really don't want to admit it, but Lingwei and spiritual consciousness have been released, and I don't feel the kind of malice against myself at all.

Of course, it is also possible that the old gods have no feelings at all.

Wan Jian Guizong once again condensed and completed. The quality of the spiritual power of the high-ranking Martial King raised the power of this move by two levels, and the cyan illusory long sword became much more solid.

A total of [-] long swords spread out in a circle. Behind Lin Xiaoqiang, from dense to scattered, like Avalokitesvara, one glance is shocking.

The tip of each long sword pointed to a tentacle. Considering that the eyes of the old god seemed to be immune to physical damage, Lin Xiaoqiang aimed at those kelp-like tentacles.

If all these tentacles can be cut off, then those who come to help later will not be caught like the previous self.

After experiencing the sense of despair that only the head can move, Lin Xiaoqiang never wants to try it a second time, it feels too bad, if not for his strong defense, I am afraid that he would have been crushed into meatloaf by the old god.

And it's still the kind of level where even the bone dregs are kneaded into the finest material foundation, and there is no distinction between limbs at all.

"Wan Jian! Return to the sect!"

"cut!"

With free time, Lin Xiaoqiang yelled out the name of the move, not to mention other things, it is really cool to shout like this!
After an order was given, all the circular sword formations shot at the old god. Each long sword aimed at a tentacle. There is no constant concern in this regard.

The sound of a hard object being inserted into the meat rang in the ear, and with the sound of the sword, a symphony of only three or five sounds was intertwined in this world.

When the first long sword cut off the first tentacle and fell to the ground with a slight cracking sound, it was like opening a gate, and the sound gradually became more intensive.

Just like raindrops hitting the ground and leaves, they make all kinds of sounds, which are weird but pleasant.

In less than 30 seconds, all the tentacles on Old God's body, except for the eight giant tentacles, fell to the ground.

This irregular round creature with countless tentacles only has a main body and eight tentacles.

After receiving such a heavy injury, it stopped and hovered in place. Those eyes stared at Lin Xiaoqiang, revealing a humanized bewilderment, and even felt some grievances coming from the sarcoma.

Lin Xiaoqiang looked at the huge sarcoma in a daze. After cutting off all the tentacles, the bewitching sound in his heart disappeared. Not really.

(End of this chapter)