Chapter 528： Death thorns (1/2)

Tang Ming's black robe, like the bat's wings, spreads backwards, except that there are obviously a few holes on it, the robe's edge, and some burnt marks;

At this time, Tang Ming had less than 60% of his blood value, and his face was full of anger, staring at Song Jian gritting his teeth;

With such a serious injury, Tang Ming didn't care, even if he abandoned this body, Tang Ming could exist in another form.

But the safe house was destroyed, especially in the laboratory, the set of instruments that had been collected with great difficulty was completely destroyed, which is what makes Tang Ming feel heartbreaking pain;

”I am going to kill you, I am going to kill you, I want to let you know how miserable the end is to anger a death caller!” Tang Ming yelled, and began to chant the spell of death magic, while holding The bone stick also began to glow gray light.

”Death thorns, take the life of the enemy in front of me!” Tang Ming whispered, pointing his bone stick toward the ground;

Wow ~

A sound of ground-breaking sounded, and a strong breath of death swelled into the sky, like a black beam of light. Then, the black beam of light began to twist, as if a black giant snake began to wake up.

Wow!

The black beams of light protruded countless tentacles outward, and then turned into a huge thorny rattan. At the top of this thorny rattan that was like a bucket, a large mouth full of fangs was facing Song Jian. He stuck out his blood-red tongue;

Uh ~

This rattan, full of the power of death, is covered with more than a foot of sharp thorns. When dancing, these thorns can easily draw deep marks on the walls of the surrounding houses, looking like metal. Be hard.

”What the **** is this?” Song Jian frowned slightly, and he suddenly felt that there were some energetic energy bodies looming around him, approaching him.

Look up!

Song Jian's eyebrows opened silvery eyes and looked around;

Sure enough, around Song Jian, a series of transparent humanoid souls are slowly gathering towards his location. These souls are full of faces, all eyes are crazy and greedy, without a trace of sage;

”Is this what Tang Ming calls a ghost monster?” Song Jian said softly.

”Dead Wraith, Level 25, Qi and Blood Value: 3000/3000, Trait: Physical Attack Immunity;”

”Song Jian, you can't escape!” Tang Ming shook his fist fiercely, and the thorns and rattan of death gave a sharp roar, rushing towards Song Jian quickly;

Wow!

Thorns and thorns, like black snakes, almost came close to the ground, making deep marks on the ground;

Song Jian kept going forward, holding his sword in both hands, holding his head high, and the dark red sword bloomed with dazzling golden light.

Bright cut!

With a swift drink, Song Jian's sword suddenly slashed forward, suddenly a bright golden sword light, as if the waves, chopped towards the thorns and thorns of death;

At the moment when the golden sword qi bloomed, the dead ghost around Song Jian suddenly made a sharp howl, as if he had encountered something terrible, screamed and fled, some slow-moving death ghosts were made of wax. Generally, slowly dissolve;

The golden sword gas easily tore off the defense of the death thorns and rattan, and almost cut it into two pieces. Thick black blood springs usually gush from the wound, and the death thorns and rattan twirled the body violently, making a scream of screams;

”Sacred power? Huh, do you think those gods are really reliable? Only death is the real eternity!” Tang Ming uttered a roar, waved his bone rod, and released a shadow arrow toward Song Jian;