Master of Beasts

Chapter 521

"High Lord level spirit skill, ice praying!"

Xiao Yang's low cheers reverberate in the passage, and ice crystals, in the wings of the Royal ice butterfly, roar out of the sky, suspended in the air, flashing crystal clear light.

These ice crystals almost occupy the whole space. Every inch, there are one ice crystals, which are evenly distributed.

"What's this?"

Looking at these ice crystals with a slight frown, the witches thought for a moment, and then sneered. No matter what kind of skill, as long as the Dementor's original Rune still exists, it will never be killed!

All Xiao Yang did was in vain!

"Dementor, sword of runes." Wu all low drinks a way.

Standing in the sky of ice crystals, the Dementor holds his hand slightly. A sharp sword made of runes cuts through the air and stabs the butterfly's abdomen.

You can't give up any chance to kill an old wizard.

"Hum!"

Just as the Dementor had just swept out, the ice crystals suspended in the air suddenly vibrated. A cold breath came out of the air and gathered together, making the whole space full of cold. Even the Dementor's Rune sword was covered with a thin layer of ice.

"Bingqi, blooming!"

With Xiao Yang's low voice, the wings of the ice butterfly tremble, and the ice crystals in the air move quickly. Between the movements, they turn into sharp ice discs!

These dense ice discs crisscross each other and evenly fill the space in the passage. At the moment of the butterfly's retrogression, these ice discs rotate at high speed around the position of the ice crystal just now!

"Hum!"

With the rotation of the ice disc, the rune sword in the hands of the Dementor is immediately twisted into countless pieces. At the next moment, even the Dementor's own body is fragmented!

"Click!"

The rune around the Dementor's arm was broken, and he took these attacks for him, but his perfect body just emerged in mid air, and the sharp ice disc cut his body apart again!

All of a sudden, the sound of broken runes, in the spacious channel, sounded continuously.

Every sound comes out, it means that the Dementor has a broken Rune!

"I'll see how many life runes your Dementor can have." Xiao Yang's indifferent way.

"Click!"

After a long time, the last Rune of the Dementor's life broke into light spots in Wu Jun's frightened eyes, and the Dementor's body never recovered after being twisted into a spray of blood mist!

Dementor, dead at last!

"You lost." Xiao Yang's face is cold.

Ice praying is a psychic skill that can only be understood by the Royal ice butterfly at the eighth level. It can quickly spread the ice crystals around the body into the air, and then turn them into ice disks with extremely sharp edges. Moreover, the higher the level, the more ice crystals there are.

However, this psychic skill consumes a lot of psychic power. At the current level of ice butterfly, it can sprinkle ice crystals all over the channel at most.

Of course, this level is more than enough for a Dementor.

"What am I going to do to let me go?" Wu Jun's face was full of fear and he gritted his teeth.

Whether Lingyu or other items, as long as Xiao Yang can let him go, he is willing to give up!

"When I want to kill someone, you can't do anything." Xiao Yang's finger is light, and the ice butterfly who gets the command waves its wings slightly. The ice disc distributed in the space quickly surrounds Wu Jun and makes a heart throbbing sound.

"By the way, these ice discs will keep moving closer to you in a quarter of an hour. I hope this method of death can satisfy you."

Taking the Royal ice butterfly into the spirit gate, Xiao Yang takes out a clean robe from the empty boundary stone and walks slowly towards the depth of the underground labyrinth.

"Asshole!"

Looking at the dense ice disks around him, Wu Jun's face was like earth. He could feel that these ice disks, as Xiao Yang said, were slowly approaching him!

It is estimated that in a quarter of an hour, he will be ground into a pile of mashed meat!

Looking at the ice disc getting closer and closer, Wu Jun's body trembled rapidly. There was nothing more tormenting than seeing his own death with his own eyes!

"Son of a bitch, I'll kill you!" In the eyes is reflecting the big ice disc, the sorcerer nearly collapses roars.

The roar behind him didn't make Xiao Yang's eyes feel the slightest waves.

He has never been soft hearted in dealing with such a beast that has no human nature.

"There's another one."

In the hand revolves a light twinkling leaf, Xiao Yang murmurs a way.

After defeating Wu Jun, Xiao Yang collected his empty stone together. Behind the light wall of Lingli, he witnessed the function of this leaf, so relying on this leaf, he could easily find Ren Feng.For Ren Feng, Xiao Yang is almost from the heart of killing!

If other people are accomplices in killing Fengliang, then Ren Feng is the person who started the whole incident. He tortured Fengliang to death with the sharp branches of magic beak tree!

……

"Brothers, it's all up to you."

Among the intricate companions, Ren Feng, with a flattering face, handed the dozens of Lingyu in the empty stone to the Zhuang man in front of him. The Zhuang man weighed the Lingyu and laughed with satisfaction.

This strong man, named song he, is also the eighth level spiritual master. Although his strength is slightly inferior to Wu Jun's, he is superior to many people behind him. There are only four eighth level spiritual masters, and there are countless seventh level spiritual masters.

"Ha ha, he's just a little boy. It's estimated that he will be too scared to walk when he sees us!"

A young man in blue behind song he laughs and tries to deal with a lone eight level spirit Master by the price of dozens of spirit jade. No matter how you look at it, it's a good deal.

Listen to song he and others' laughter, Ren Feng's face, set off a sinister sneer, there are so many people present, is the Ninth level spirit Master, also want to weigh, not to mention, is you this eight level spirit Master!

"Dong!"

As soon as the soles of his feet step on the ground, Xiao Yang's figure appears at the corner of the passage. Song he looks at Xiao Yang's figure, with a cold light, passing through his eyes.

"Bang!"

With the waving of song he's hand, several spiral spikes, like gold and iron, pierce the air and shoot fiercely at Xiao Yang.

Eyes slightly a MI, Xiao Yang rapid retreat, sharp spiral spines, densely filled the road in front of him.

"Ha ha!"

In a burst of wild laughter, song he raised his thumb and immediately pointed to the ground.

"The road is impassable!"

Looking at Xiao Yang with a cold face, Ren Feng's smile is full of provocation.