Chapter 463 (1/2)

For Gou Zhu, the pain of being slapped is still the second. The baby who has already got it flies again. That is the real pain in the heart. I've never seen such a despicable robbery in such a long time.

Lin mei'er also found the white shadow flying around. It's just that she needs to be hanged, and she doesn't dare to act rashly. As soon as she flashed over, Gouzhu had been hit by a dull palm, and the white shadow quickly took away shangpinshen and disappeared in the rubble.

What she saw was not a friar in white, but a monster in the shape of a man covered with white hair. As soon as the divine consciousness was swept away, she only felt a wave of stillness, which disappeared in an instant.

Lin mei'er collected the silver chain, put Gou Zhu on the ground, and then fell to gou Zhu's side. They looked at the quiet and tall stone forest. There was a dead silence around them. They could hear their own heartbeat, but they could not hear anything in the stone forest.

If we had met this kind of ghost in the past, Gou Zhu would have run away. But this time he, his hard-working shangpinshen was cut off for no reason. He couldn't swallow the breath.

But let him rashly into this piece of stone forest to look for invisible enemies, he did not dare. He was about to release the blue cold spirit puppet to the stone forest to investigate. Lin mei'er's Qi and blood power surged, and the crescent blade at the center of her eyebrow had already flown out to strike at the place where the dead gas finally disappeared in the stone forest.

In the deep cave of the polyp rock, the polyp constantly absorbed the aura in the air, which greatly hindered the development of the spiritual consciousness of the monks. But after all, Lin mei'er's realm was much higher than that of Gouzhu. As the stillness disappeared, she remembered the other party's last position.

Although the white shadow can cover all the breath fluctuations to prevent being detected by her consciousness, it must be limited to the state of stillness. Once there is action to be made, it is impossible to make any noise.

At the moment when her crescent blade flew into the sky above the stone forest, there was a dark green light shining out of the stone forest. When it rose to a height of ten meters, it exploded suddenly. A purple magic power wave urged a thick green smoke to ripple around.

”No, it's poison gas!” Lin mei'er didn't notice, but Gou Zhu had already reacted. He reminded them in time and both held their breath at the same time.

Lin Meier was a smuggler in Lingbo island for so many years. She had rich experience and was not surprised. However, the experience of fighting with friars is far less than that of Lian Ling, who killed for more than 30 years in Xuanmen lake and lake.

Lian Ling attached great importance to her fighting experience and passed it on to her disciples. In addition to her appearance, there are also some old tricks in the world. Miao, the elder of the soul sect, taught her by her words and deeds. Coupled with her amazing memory, she was far superior to the monks of the same rank in fighting skills.

Although the purple mansion magic power rising from the stone forest explodes very fast, it has no killing power on its strength, but it is extremely powerful to penetrate. But if a spell has no killing power, what's the use even if it can penetrate the opponent's defense?

The answer is nothing more than two, or magic, penetrating the body into divine consciousness. Either it's a poison attack. It hurts people with poison, not with strength.

Miao not only taught him these experiences repeatedly, but also used his changeable magic power to practice his ability to see through the enemy's intentions in an instant. Although he couldn't prevent being slapped in the back, he could still react to this frontal attack.

The green smoke came to her face. Lin mei'er held her breath in a hurry. She took back the crescent blade and burst back. But this poisonous smoke is actually a big ball of very fine poisonous powder, which is driven by magic power and splashes like an explosion. Even if you hold your breath, if you stick a little bit on your skin, you will be poisoned immediately.

In the face of this kind of poisonous wind, sometimes the monks whose accomplishments are higher than the other side have no good coping methods. Even if you are really strong enough to stop the spread of poison with your mana, you have to restrain part of your mana.

If you attack with the skill of wind escape, you can blow the poison fog, but you have to be more powerful than the opponent. Gouzhu built the foundation nine times. The power of true Qi could not be compared with the other party's purple mansion magic power.

But at this time, he had a good idea. When he opened his mouth, he vomited out a mysterious fire, which quickly spread out in the air, forming a thin film in front of him and Lin mei'er.

Although Xuanyin Youhuo is one of the three treasures of Xuanyin, it can burn all things. However, it can't stop a magic weapon driven by purple mansion's magic power if it is driven by the power of the foundation builder. I'm afraid that the magic weapon of the other side has just been stuck with the Yin Fire and has not been damaged, it has broken through the fire curtain and directly hit his body.

Fortunately, the other side is not casting any magic weapon, but countless poisonous powder. The powder itself is very fine, fall in the dark and quiet fire, just like flour sprinkled into the fire pot, instantly deflagration, into ashes. After passing through the curtain of fire, there is only a pure Yang Qi with no lethality left.

”Eh?” In the stone forest, a black armored zombie slowly stands up. The two holes on the mask seem to be full of incredible color.