My ability is the original god, please enlighten me!

The turbulent flames hit the wall like a sea tide, and immediately burned a large piece of the thick wall!

Xiawu's eyes remained unchanged, and the red silk thread in his palm continued to spew out, constantly replenishing the thickness of the red wall in front of him.

After a period of time, the torrent of flames with insufficient stamina failed to burn through the wall after all, unable to dissipate in the air.

Xia Wu put away the red silk thread, looked at the surrounding open space full of burn marks as if magma had flowed through it, and the family members who were basically all turned into black ash, his eyes suddenly became angry.

"All of you are going to die to me! Carousel spinning!!"

A huge crimson disc suddenly appeared in the air, and layers of red silk threads on it were continuously twirling and rotating, like a huge millstone, quickly attacking Chen Gang and Li Hongxia whose barriers had disappeared!

The whistling and piercing sound of the wind brought by the spinning of the thread, like a bulldozer, plowed a deep mark on the ground, and everything involved in it was instantly torn into countless pieces!

"Don't move the city wall!!"

Chen Gang let out an angry roar, dodged to the opponent's attack trajectory, blocked in front of Li Hongxia, raised his shield high, smashed it hard on the ground again, and directly used his strongest frontal defense move!

A huge phantom of the wall floated in the air, with tile-like patterns all over it, as if it was composed of countless stone bricks, emitting an extremely solid and solid light.

"boom!!"

The huge blood-red grinding disc hit the phantom of the wall in an instant, rubbing sparks, as if hitting a real city wall, the huge thrust made Chen Gang's soles rub against the ground, bringing out a deep deep marks.

"Hongxia, I can't stand it anymore!!!"

"I know!!!"

With a wave of Li Hongxia's staff, she directly abandoned the long chant and used some less powerful magic:

"Fireball!!"

A fireball with a diameter of one meter took shape instantly and smashed in the direction of Xia Wu!

"Roar!!!"

An extremely tall and ferocious figure, covered in black and blue, with more than a dozen eyes and ferocious fangs, suddenly appeared and stood in front of Xia Xianwu. His huge fists whipped up a gust of wind and slammed fiercely at the oncoming fireball!

"boom!"

The fireball with a diameter of one meter was directly shattered, and as the sparks flew, the fist of the tall blue and black figure only had some shallow scorched marks!

"What?!!" Li Hongxia was startled: "That's... moulting?!!"

I saw a scorched outer skin not far away, and the ghost inside had disappeared.

"I can't stand it anymore!!!" Chen Gang's face was exposed with blue veins, his body was pushed back by the huge grinding disc, his face became ruthless, and he directly used the second stage of this move:

"City wall, explode!!"

The illusory city wall suddenly burst into light!

The sound of violent explosions was heard endlessly on the city wall, and every stone brick of the city wall turned into a bomb at this moment, and the strong impact of the explosion blasted the blood-red millstone into pieces!

"Equilibrium exists among all things."

Looking at the two D-level ghosts on the opposite side, and then glancing at Li Hongxia and himself, Chen Gang couldn't help complaining.

"Are ghosts insects?" Chen Gang looked at the scorched skin not far away, feeling a little helpless: "It still molts, what kind of strange species is this?"

"That should be the blood ghost technique of that ghost." Li Hongxia added: "I have read the information in the anime, and that ghost seems to shed its skin once when it is injured. become stronger."

"This is too shameless." Chen Gang was speechless: "If you can't kill him, you can transform yourself."

"Stop chatting, here we come." Li Hongxia said in a dignified voice, "Next, it will be a tough battle."

"Mage against mage, warrior against warrior?" Chen Gang looked at the tall and fierce figure rushing towards him, and held his shield to meet him without fear: "I won't let you get close to Hongxia!"

In the scorched fruit forest, fists and shields intertwined and collided, causing strong winds to blow dust away, blood-red threads and hot flames sputtering and bursting from time to time, and the deafening roars of ghosts and humans spread throughout the depths of the fruit forest!

The situation remained stalemate until——

"Haha, it seems that I came at the right time!" Yang Shengjie, who was spraying flames under his feet, came to the fruit forest, looked at the stalemate battlefield, and showed excitement: "My friends from the hands of the mage, I am here to help you !"

After finishing speaking, Yang Shengjie couldn't wait, and rushed towards the ghost with the blood-red silk thread!

The rewards for killing ghosts here are all his!

"Wait!" Chen Gang, who was fighting the tall and ferocious ghost, was a little anxious: "That's ours..."

"Forget it." Li Hongxia interrupted Chen Gang and sighed: "We really don't have the ability to eat two D-level ghosts, so let him deal with the subordinates."

"In this way, I can concentrate on chanting magic without being disturbed by the army." Li Hongxia looked at the tall ghost wrestling with Chen Gang, "Take out this ghost first, and then go over there to grab the kill reward."

"Okay." Chen Gang nodded, and directly used his control skills:

"Concussion Shield Bash!!"

A burst of light like water waves began to light up on the shield, and after receiving another punch from the green and black ghost, Chen Gang directly threw the shield towards the tall body of the ghost!

"Majestic fire demon, condense your anger into a crimson flame, turn it into an invincible magic gun, burn and destroy all obstacles in front of me!"

Li Hongxia's magic staff glowed scorchingly again, and a crimson flaming spear slowly condensed in the air. Terrifying heat radiated from her body, making the air slightly distorted.

Chen Gang's shield hit the ghost at this moment, and because of the control effect of the skill shock, the green and black ghost stopped in place a little dizzily, shaking its hideous monster's head.

The flame spear was condensed at this moment, and the sharp tip was aimed at the ghost's neck!

"Shoot!" Li Hongxia waved her staff!

The fiery flaming spear pierced the sky, leaving a long trail of flames, which precisely pierced the ghost's neck, and then exploded suddenly!

"boom!!"

The ghost's neck was instantly broken, and its head soared into the sky in the explosion of flames!

......

"Thunderbolt-Musket!"

The moment he rushed towards Xiawu, Yang Shengjie aimed his palms at Xiawu, and ferocious flames spewed out, like a torrent coming out of the gate, toward the ghost.

"Blood ghost art - carved wire wall!"

With a wave of Xiawu's bright red palm, a blood-red thread wall formed, blocking the gushing flames.

The thickness of the wall is constantly being reduced, and the soldiers can only continue to fill it up with blood-red silk thread.

Suddenly there was an explosion not far away, and Xia Wu turned his head to look, only to see the ghost he regarded as his father, under the attack of a flaming spear, the hideous head was directly blown away!

In a blink of an eye, the situation became three-on-one!

After hesitating for a moment, Xia Wu's expression became ruthless, and he took out a tube of black blood and stabbed it on his body!

"what!!"

His face was ferocious, and his veins were bulging!

The turbulent power seemed to make him explode and die!

The blood-red thread in his hand gradually turned black, and the speed at which the high-temperature flame melted the thread also decreased.

[Battle level: C]

"What?!" The fire-breathing Yang Shengjie was surprised: "This ghost also has the means to increase the level?!"

At this moment, Xia Wu only felt a huge force surging in his body, and severe pain came from his whole body, making him show a ferocious smile.

At this time, both the fire resistance of the silk thread and the fineness of manipulating the thread have been greatly enhanced!

"Blood ghost art - black thread gun!"

A long spear made of pitch-black silk threads emerged in the air, pierced through Yang Shengjie's flames, and pierced Yang Shengjie's body!

puff!

Yang Shengjie, who was breathing fire with his palm, couldn't dodge in time, and a big hole was pierced through his shoulder in an instant. The powerful force made the spear drive Yang Shengjie's body, nailing him hard to the trunk of a big tree!

"what!!"

Yang Shengjie let out a scream, and the flame sprayed out of his hand was immediately extinguished.

Xia Wu withdrew the defensive line wall, looked at Chen Gang who was running towards him after killing the green and black ghost, and black silk lines spewed out from the palm of his hand again, intertwined and intertwined in the air, forming a huge black shadow in the shape of a human!

Judging from the outline, it is exactly the same as the molting ghost whose neck was blown off by the flame spear!

"Blood ghost art - black thread puppet!"

The figure made of black silk threads waved its fists, with the same heavy strength as before, so Chen Gang had to raise his shield to meet them, and then they clashed fiercely together!

Turning his head to look in Li Hongxia's direction, Xiawu casually waved his hand, and several black silk threads emerged in the air like sharp claws.

"Vampire Art - Black Line Claw!"

The incoming fireball was cut through in an instant, and at the same time as the crimson flames exploded——

The black silk thread melted a little by the fireball remained undiminished, like ferocious pitch-black sharp claws, with a piercing sound of breaking the wind, it slammed Li Hongxia who was holding up the staff to block, and blood spattered! !

In the blink of an eye, the situation suddenly changed!

"You...all of you will be buried with my family!" Xia Wu's face was ferocious, his veins surged like earthworms, and he raised his palm: "Use this trick to cut all of you into pieces!!"

Dense black silk threads rush out from the palm, intertwined and entangled in the air, and the moment it is about to take shape——

"Equipment, the hunter's verdant arrow feathers!!"

There was an explosion of footsteps hitting the ground, and a figure holding a bright red flame suddenly rushed into the center of the battlefield at this moment!

Xia Wu's eyes were fixed, and the countless silk threads in his hands suddenly surged violently like a dark tide, covering and biting the figure holding the big sword frantically and terrifyingly!

The tide-like violent threads condense into twisted black spikes, on which are shining sharp points piercing gold and iron, and dots of cold stars are surging, like countless extremely sharp black spears, with the ear-piercing and hoarse sound of the gale , I want to pierce countless huge blood holes in the figure in front of me!

"Xia Ji's Eight Cuts - Running to the Wolf Style!!"

Holding a big sword, the black-haired young man sprinted rapidly, his posture of holding the sword in his hand changed, and his footsteps became quicker. Every time he took a step, the soil on the ground would explode into small pits, and then erupted at a terrifying speed, as if A ferocious and agile ferocious giant wolf, brandishing its sharp claws wrapped in bright red flames, pounced away with the howling and ear-piercing sound of wind!

The blinding and dazzling fiery light reflected the focused and indifferent eyes of the black-haired youth, as well as the ferocious piercing that hit like a rain curtain!

"Steel Spine - Dance of the Wolf!"

The attack trajectory in the dark sky can be seen all over the place, the blazing flames on the sword are burning violently, and the bright red sword blade of the black-haired young man flashes a series of blazing hot sword light in the air, which is as smooth and precise as the dance on the tip of the knife, with Deadly gorgeous edge!

The sword light flashed, the flame rose, and the black thread shattered!

The slashing like a gust of wind and rain made a ferocious roar tearing the wind!

The collision between the black thread gun and the bright red flame burst into a gorgeous and passionate symphony in the forest clearing. At this moment, the black-haired young man was holding a deadly and beautiful flaming rose, and was stepping on swift and precise elegant dance steps, just like a party dressed up to attend The ancient aristocrats danced an elegant rhythmic waltz between the crimson sparks flying like dancing notes and the black thread wreckage!

The dazzling bright red sword light pierced through the barriers of countless black thread spears in the blink of an eye, reflecting on the astonished face of the fifth of the last string, like a fiery red meteor falling from the sky, rapidly magnifying in his dark blue ferocious pupils, With fleeting dreams and brilliance!

Staggered, the flames extinguished, and the sword was retracted.

Wu of the last string stood in place in a daze.

The calm voice of the black-haired youth came from behind:

"Compared to Chris's special training, it's far worse."

【Ding!The ghost leader in Beicheng District has been crusaded! 】

Chapter 95 Zheng Wu also longs to be hugged and comforted by a beautiful girl!

Yang Shengjie, who was stuck in a tree with a black thread gun, was stunned.

Chen Gang, who wrestled with the black thread puppet, was stunned.

Li Hongxia, who barely stood up after her shoulder was scratched on the ground, also looked dull.

In a desperate situation where the situation suddenly changed, Yang Shengjie lost his ability to fight, Li Hongxia was knocked into the air, and Chen Gang was dragged by a puppet and unable to support them, the next attack of the Last String Team almost made it impossible for them to resist.

Then they saw in astonishment that a figure with bright red flames burst in from outside the battlefield, attracting everyone's attention in an instant!

It was like a shooting star piercing through the night, with a crimson brilliance, ruthlessly shattering their despair and bringing shocking salvation!

"So strong..." Chen Gang, who was holding the shield, thought of the countless crimson flaming sword lights, and muttered to himself: "And so beautiful..."

"It's just like..." Thinking of Zheng Wu's movements just now, full of a kind of smooth and pleasing to the eye, Chen Gang couldn't help saying the closest description in his heart: "It's like dancing on the tip of a knife, gorgeous And fraught with danger.”

Chen Gang sighed, looked at Yang Shengjie who was tied to the tree with a ferocious expression, and couldn't help complaining:

"It's also support, the gap is too big..."