Chapter 693： Abyss Wizard Salamore (1/2)

Looking at the pile of meat mountains in front of him, Song Jian frowned. Such a monster could not even stimulate the desire to fight, and did not want to approach it.

However, when he heard the stitching monster constantly yelling his name, Song Jian suddenly thought of one of his skills, the yoke mark;

As long as you know the real name of the target and get the flesh of the target, you can use the shackles to directly destroy the opponent's soul;

”Kurasomodo, I like this name.” Song Jian smiled slightly, waving his sword, and chopped on the suture monster's body. Before the other party did not respond, he cut off a piece of flesh with a stench smell from it. ;

Howl

The suture of the suture monster seemed very dull. When Song Jian retreated, the suture monster felt the pain and uttered a roar. In the mouth full of tooth decay, a thick green venom was sprayed towards Song Jian;

Song Jian dodged quickly, and the venom sprayed on the floor where he stood before.

Uh ~

There are gray bubbles on the floor, corrosive venom, constantly eroding, but because of the special properties of the undead tower, there is always a layer of invisible mysterious force and the corrosive power of this beach of venom offsets, on the floor Ripples appeared, spreading around;

”Stupid, haven't I told you that you are not allowed to use this corrosive venom in the undead tower!” Saramo's angry voice rang out in the hall;

”Kurasomodo feels the pain, I want to eat him, eat him!” The limbs of the stitching monster kept waving, venting their anger, and the huge body wriggled toward Song Jian;

”Kurasomodo ...” Song Jian began to cast the yoke mark. The flesh and blood on his face burned with a black flame, which was pure abyss magic, exuding strong abyss power;

”The smell of the abyss, this is the flame of the abyss, **** it, human, why do you master this kind of power that is not yours!” Black flame, shouted in surprise;

Song Jian turned a deaf ear to Saramo's roar, still chanting the spell;

”Take it by its real name, take its flesh as its back, seal it with marks, mark it!”

boom!

The flames of the abyss raged, and quickly burned the piece of flesh and blood in Song Jian's hands, then a strange abyss rune condensed and flew towards the stitching monster;

Uh ~

On the body of the stitching monster, a blooming black lotus bloomed in a dazzling light. The stitching monster suddenly issued a scream of a loud roar, and the huge body rolled continuously on the floor like a runaway body, and the whole body appeared a sermon. The bloodstains seemed to collapse soon.

”What the **** did you do to it!” Salamo yelled, but now it can only look at it helplessly, unable to cause any harm to Song Jian.

”Imprint, pain!” Song Jian whispered as he watched the suture monster rolling on the floor;

Howl