My Dark Soul System

For the golden pythons, the densely covered gold is at the level of drizzle. But for Wang Zhiran and other Star Martial Artists, they were equivalent to countless golden lances.

Every "golden needle" has an adult's height and length. The Metal Attribute is so sharp that you can feel the sharp tingling across the starry sky.

True Qi, which is boosted by the silver light Battle Armor, rages and rushes, and the blue True Qi is like waves rolling behind Wang Zhiran.

"Raging waves!"

The long spear spear glow condensed by True Qi in his hand blooms, and countless True Qi water waves appear out of thin air, turning into angry waves and rushing forward. Countless golden needles and angry waves hit, triggering dazzling rays of light in the silent space.

The "Golden Needle" has strong piercing properties, condensed by sharp Metal Attributes, and quickly pierced the anger inspired by the king. But the water is blue True Qi continuously, constantly turning into waves of waves, drowning countless golden needles.

The Lingjin Python has cold eyes, and it seems that he doesn't care about the struggling ants in front of him. However, the golden flames of the whole body are much more vigorous. Under the fluctuation of the flames, the speed of the golden needles condenses faster, and the golden needles of adult length suddenly become thicker.

"Be careful!"

A delicate voice appeared in his ears, a fiery-red magic array appeared in front of him instantly, and countless elements gathered and turned into a round shield .

"Hey..."

A thick and long golden lance pierced the magic shield, and the energy shock was transmitted to Wang Zhiran's ears, turning into a bell-like ringing. The red magic shield burst quickly, and golden lance rushed directly to his chest.

Wang Zhiran's long spear stabs, and the True Qi on the gun body violently fluctuates, forming a strange flame, and the energy surge hits the spear tip and the golden spear together.

True Qi counterattacked, constantly tearing the Metal Attribute energy, the golden lance continued to dissipate, and finally turned into golden dust floating in space.

Wang Zhiran stopped his gun and slowly lowered his speed, waiting for a few people behind him. He found that he could not get close to the Lingjin Python by himself. The golden lance that fills the space is a hard bone.

A red silhouette appeared next to him, Wang Zhiran nodded signaled, and True Qi encouraged him and said: "many thanks!"

True Qi condenses and vibrates, and Martial Artist uses it to sound transmission. Especially in the case of no sound transmission in space.

red silhouette stopped, a magic robe depicting a complex and mysterious rune, a trace of flame flashed on the rune.

This is the Flame Spirit Race that survives on the mercenary star. The natural Fire Element controller is the same as the Silver Race. It is a good alien race with the Human Race.

Flame Spirit Race is 80% similar to human beings. Except for the natural flame imprint, it is only slender and looks soft and elegant. Therefore, both the Flame Spirit Race and the Silver Race are called "Magic Elf Race."

It’s just that the Flame Spirit Race. Compared to the Silver Clan, she does not have her own ancestor, and belongs to the wandering race in the starry sky. This tribe is just part of the clansman, on the Mercenary Star. Lived for nearly three hundred years.

Before the magic comes, the excellent innate talent of the Silver tribe has formed its own ethnic inheritance. When magic appeared, the racial strength showed an explosive growth. The Flame Spirit Race is much more miserable. Although it can travel interstellar, it depends on the strength of other civilizations.

Because they do not have their own Martial Dao inheritance, they are long and beautiful, and they are often caught by the dark forces as slaves and sold everywhere.

So Homura Spirit Race clansman was scattered around, and when the magic was developed, he gradually relied on the innate talent to gain his status.

The cruelty and weakness of Star Sea is the greatest original sin. Martial power is the only truth about the universe. Even under the control of the Great Universe Alliance, the darkness has not dissipated.

The decline of a clan must be due to the lack of powerful battle strength that cannot deter the enemy; and the powerful Martial Artist can directly create the prosperity of the race.

Then a few rays of light flashed beside them one after another, revealing the silhouette in the rays of light. Wang Zhiran looked over. There were six Martial Artists and one magician.

Among them, the lowest Martial Artist also has the strength of Level 8 stars.

But against a real world-class virtual beast, no one can say that he can safely save his life. What can stand up at this moment is the same situation as the magician of Homura Spirit Race, and their respective races are on the planet.

The powerhouse of the clan came out, blocked the enemy, and made a way for the clansman to retreat.

Continuously golden lance couldn't help but shoot, Wang Zhiran's long spear kept picking up and flying, True Qi consumption was very serious, which made his heart sink continuously. It seems that there is a level 1 difference, but the distance between the realm level and the interstellar is as far away as the Star River.

What they have done may be useless, but they have no way.

"pu chi!"

The distant sky suddenly flew down a huge lance, Zhou Hang trembled, and quickly grabbed Li Yuan in front of him, and a strong impact struck him. The two of them threw them away.

"His...it hurts!" Li Yuan covered his chest and groaned in pain.

A sharp golden lance is firmly in front of them, and under the golden energy fluctuations, a sharp imposing manner is uploaded.

As soon as Zhou Hang got up, his eyebrows throbbed, and the spirit strength sensed the sharp fluctuations in the energy in the lance, which seemed to explode.

"Li Yuan, run away! Bone Shield"

"Boom...!" "crack crack!"

golden lance Shattered, countless golden energies scattered like needles, piercing everything a few meters around.

A section of gloomy white bones appear out of thin air, stacked in layers in front of Li Yuan, turning into a circular shield, firmly blocking the erupting golden glow outside of him. Numerous golden glow hits on the bone shield, making a fine penetrating sound of chirp.

For a while, the bone shield was covered with densely packed spots, like a rotten skeleton being eaten by bugs, all pierced by the dense and sharp Metal Attribute energy.

Fortunately, although the golden spear is big, it has no root. After the golden lance is consumed, the golden glow in the sky also directly astigmatizes. The shield of bones suddenly collapsed into a pile of ashes, floating beside Li Yuan.

Zhou Hang's face is cold and sweaty. The Bone Shield is the undead magic he obtained from the Chapter of the Dead. Although it is only Level 2 magic, its protection is not weaker than Level 3 magic. Especially the undead’s bones are mixed with magic power, which is extremely tenacious, and has strong resistance to physical and energy attacks.

Illusory Gen's silhouette flashed, and came to Li Yuan's side to help him up. Even with the protection of the Bone Shield, Li Yuan was pierced by the golden glow, and blood was constantly spouting from his chest.

The Bone Shield did not fully defend the golden glow attack.

Zhou Hang took out several bottles of energy potions from the Space Stone and poured them into Li Yuan's mouth. Although the energy potion is not a healing medicine, it can always replenish his essence.

It's a pity that Zhou Hang does not have a formula for refining healing potions, otherwise, with his alchemy level, he can steadily practice Level 1 alchemy potions of the healing system.

Looking up to the sky, golden lances are constantly piercing into the metal planet, causing a wave of explosions, and countless blood mists are flying. The six people in space had already struggled to stop the golden needles swayed by the golden pythons, and there was no time to estimate that the "golden needles" missed in the battle floated below.

(Now if I ask for a ticket, will someone hit me?)