Chapter 330： Black magic flame (2/2)
The blood value of the demon zombie is constantly falling. For the negative resistance to sacredness, if it is not to protect the abyss inflammation behind it, I am afraid that it has already turned around and fled.
Time has passed for more than ten minutes. At this time, the inflammation of the abyss has swelled to a height of half a person. The entire bone bone altar has been burned with a ”creak” sound, and it seems that it cannot bear the power of the magic flame. .
Song Jian was a little impatient. The blood value of the demon zombies has been halved, but the time is urgent. If he cannot kill the demon zombies in the remaining time, all this will be meaningless to him;
The consumption of mutant soul species is also extremely great. Every thirty seconds, Song Jian directly uses ten pieces. Until now, there are only thirty or more left in the parcel box.
”That being the case, use it all up and completely kill it!” Song Jian stared at the demon zombies with only a thousand blood values, a flash of fierceness in his eyes.
boom!
A group of golden flames burned from the surface of Song Jian's body, just like the essence. At this time, Song Jian's sacred damage has exceeded 1,000 points. The sacred fire burning on the surface of the body will be harmed even if the demon zombies are closer. ;
”How could it be, are you the sacred son of the legend?” The demon zombies retreated back and forth, can't believe that there will be a sacred son coming to the world.
It is just the blood of a demon with an abyss, not a pure abyss demon. For the sacred son who has the sacred blood in the legend, a fear is rooted in the blood. This is due to the class gap in the blood. It's like a beggar in human beings ~~ facing the human royal family.
”Go to death!” Song Jian did not dare to delay time, a sword chopped towards the other side;
The demon zombies did not even dare to fight with their halberds, and began to dodge blindly, even a look of begging appeared on his face.
Regardless of this, Song Jian displayed his sword shadow step, followed closely behind the demon zombies, and continuously displayed his skills, which could cause hundreds of points of damage to the demon zombies each time;
In just ten seconds, Song Jian caused dozens of wounds on the body of the demon zombies. Each wound exuded a pale golden light, and a black breath continued to emerge from the wound;
The demon zombie's breath is getting weaker and weaker, and his blood value keeps falling. In the face of Song Jian's fierce attack, the demon zombie has never launched a decent attack from beginning to end. This looks like a mighty monster, just a fifteenth level monster;
”I've done my best!” The demon zombie finally gave a heavy sigh, a look of relief appeared in his eyes, and he knelt heavily at Song Jian's feet.
In an instant, Song Jian's experience value increased by 5, and his rich experience surprised him.
However, at this time, the terrible task is still not over, and the countdown on the top of the magic flame still exists, with less than ten minutes left.
With a frown on his face, Song Jian directly stowed the items dropped by the demon zombies, and without a glance, ran towards the bone bone altar.
”How on earth can this flame be extinguished?” Song Jian secretly said, beheading the demon zombies only killed a guardian, without destroying this group of flames, the far-reaching door will eventually open, and the mission will still fail.
Looking at the divine injury, there were still five or six seconds, Song Jian gritted his teeth, waved his sword, and severely chopped it toward the abyss;
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