World of Warcraft Sword Saint

Blood sacrifice grievance corpse spirit defense method.

"Jiejie. I didn't expect that Vice President Nicholas Fa would know this "blood sacrifice grievance corpse spirit" handed down from ancient times." Ying Sha said with a triumphant smile.

"Grandpa. What exactly is that? Nikolai Xuedai frowned slightly. She asked with some worry.

"Hmm." Nicholas Faa nodded with a sullen face. He seemed to mutter in a sleepy voice: Sacrifice to the grieving corpse... an evil and cruel sacrifice method handed down from the age of ancient gods. To be completed This sacrifice must be sacrificed with the blood of a thousand people who were born when the shining sun just set in the sky. It must also be presided over by a dark master at the peak of the stars. And... this blood sacrifice. The life of r. Of course this also includes The dark mage who presided over the sacrifice. Although the loss is heard. However, if the blood sacrifice is really successfully completed, what you get. This will be in the field comparable to the "blood sacrifice grieving corpse spirit" of the holy rank powerhouse. To the point where it can damage the Saint-Rank powerhouse. But the most powerful corpse "The death aura that surrounds the body. The death aura that can swallow everything. It is really terrifying..."

"But. I want to complete this blood sacrifice. The probability of success is extremely low... It can be successful once. That's all good... But I didn't expect the Thieves Guild to have such good luck. Hehe. But I. Think. Shadow. Your thieves’ guild must have paid a lot for this "blood sacrifice grievance corpse"." At the end of the story, Nikolai Fa shifted his eyes to Shadow Kill. Some smirking smiles.

Shadow Killer's body shrouded in the dark robe shuddered. I remembered that in order to achieve the conditions for completing the blood sacrifice...

"Jie Jie. Nicola. Vice-President of Law. Then you don't have to worry about us. With this blood sacrifice grieving corpse spirit. No matter how much my thieves' union loses, it will be worthwhile..."

"Oh. Really||This evil thing. If it is~; hey. It may be that the high-ranking Pope personally came to your thieves' guild and carefully "talked"." Nikolai Fahahehe smiled. The magic wand in his hand outputs magic power with it, emitting bursts of dazzling magic light.

Hearing this, Shadow Killer's body trembled fiercely again. This time the big arc:>.>After. Still no results. Nicholas Fa had to shook his head helplessly. Judging the feeling just now as his own mistake ...

Since Liu Feng in the field became full of indifference, he changed his previous pattern of retreating. He waved the epee in his hand. The sharp sword slashed across the void with dark traces. He slashed fiercely at the big man. At every joint of the body, the lifeless man was staggered...

Looking at the "Blood Sacrifice Spirit Corpse" defeated by Liu Feng, Shadow Killer snorted coldly. He lowered his head and exhausted his full strength to blow to the whistle.

The sharp and stern whistle sounded in the hall, screaming abruptly, and in the empty hall, a somewhat terrifying atmosphere appeared.

"Oh." Receiving this whistle. The blood-covered man in the field. The gray sound wave turned into ripples and rolled through the void. He hit the magic mask with blue light and hit it constantly...

The man’s height once again exploded more than a foot tall. The originally invisible gray gas turned into a substance enveloping his body. The gray gas brought a dull feeling of aura...in the hall. The strength is in the hall. The people under the stars just glanced at the more intense gray gas, and felt that their chests were stuffy, dizzy and swollen...

The big man took a heavy step. Above his fist. Half a foot of gray, he slammed at Liu Feng in front of him... wherever the huge fist passed. The space collapsed.

...

In the field. Because the strength of the big man suddenly skyrocketed, Liu Feng seemed to start to fall. He kept dodge in embarrassment. Every time he was almost a little bit closer, he would be affected by the weird gray energy.

Seeing Liu Feng in the field. The situation is very dangerous. Sophie's small white hands. That constantly undulating chest proves that her mood is not calm...

Nicolas Fa felt his good granddaughter behind him. Although the aura increased, he shook his head helplessly. The staff that controlled the magic mask suddenly trembled. If there was a movement in his heart. >:] After a glance, I sighed in my heart:

The magic wand shook slightly. The magic shield near Shadow Kill suddenly became lighter than other places...

Shadow Killer showed his eyes under the black robe. He looked at Liu Feng who was receding in the field. The aura flashed. He was about to work harder. Let the "Blood Sacrifice Corpse Spirit" tear it to pieces. Suddenly. Appeared from the void. Slashed towards his neck. I was shocked by the experience of rolling around in life and death. He decisively threw the whistle in his hand to the dark shadow next to him. But his figure suddenly retreated...

The whistle swiftly passed through the void. Just when the black shadow was about to reach out and take it, it suddenly disappeared. It disappeared...It was like evaporating out of thin air.

The black shadow still keeps the movement of extending his hand. But the thing that is about to get his hand has already disappeared...

"Asshole. Where's the blood whistle|

"I...I don't know. It's gone." Facing the guild leader's murderous aura, the shadow shivered.

"It's gone:; not." Shadow Killer was so angry that he jumped and scolded. The blood spirit whistle was lost. He went back from here. How did you talk to the group of people in the elder's courtyard who were about to become lunatics Control. The "Blood Sacrifice Corpse Spirit" who accompanied most of the elders. That *** don't

Regardless of the shadow kill that was so angry that he wanted to jump off the building. In the field. Lost control "+ stopped the attack. Standing in place. The turbulent terrifying gray energy. Gradually accompanied by that smaller and smaller body. Indented...

In the void, Liu Feng's figure with a cold face shook gently again... an indifferent face. As if changing his face, he put on a vivid smiling face...

Gently touched the whistle in his arms. Liu Feng smiled...