Monster Paradise

There are three ways to defeat the Warrior Spirit.

The first is to destroy the figurine.

But this approach, at least, requires the power of God.

The second is the use of soul attacks to destroy the spirits of the beasts hidden in the figurines.

But this method also requires a very high degree of soul strength, and with the strength of the white face black gold, it requires at least two high realms of gold to achieve it.

The third is to drain the life of the figurine.

This approach is time-consuming. Due to the unusually strong defenses of the figurines, only physical and physical resistance is required to be attacked, without any loss of life and energy. So if you want to deplete the life in the figurine, you can only allow the figurine to attack continuously, and constantly deplete your life for battle output.

The other is the owner of the Battle Soul of the Terracotta.

As soon as the owner of the Warrior Spirit in the Terracotta dies, the Warrior Spirit inside the Terracotta will automatically collapse, and the Terracotta will return to statues the size of a slap.

The first two methods Lin Huanghuang couldn't do, and the third method was too time-consuming, so he chose the fourth one, which was relatively easy.

Originally Lin Huang also wondered how to bypass the warrior souls of the two figurines and approach the white face. But it didn't occur to me that the white-faced man sent two fighter spirits to surround the black charcoal and sent them to the door himself.

Such a good opportunity, Lin Huang naturally won't miss it.

The failure of the two figurines to kill black charcoal was already inevitable, and in order to prevent the white-faced man from escaping after the failure of the plan, he quietly arranged everything with a silk thread, which the white-faced man did not realize.

So there's the scene now.

The white-faced man was strapped to his limbs and neck by thousands of silk threads and hung in the air, like a bug falling into a spider web, without escape.

“I don't know who you are, and I don't need to know.” Lin Huang stared at the white-faced man, his eyes were cold, "because in my eyes, there was only one person who attacked me or those around me, the dead man. ”

The voice fell, Lin Huang reached out and pointed in the direction of the white-faced man.

The cannibal fish that smelled like a bloody flying knife burst out towards the white face.

White-faced people are completely targets for life under the strap of reading energy threads.

A fish-like flying knife struck a white-faced man, making a metal clash, which sounded dense and numb, as if a heavy rain had fallen.

Under the protection of the demigod, the white-faced man was not injured, but his face was still ugly. Because he clearly sensed that his life could gush out as if it were a showdown, filling the demigod uncontrollably and continuously.

“If this doesn't work, my life will run out for up to five minutes...” The white-faced man immediately communicated with the two warriors and gave a new order.

The two figurines climbed out of the pit and flashed before the white-faced man.

One wrapped his fingernails around the thread and the other stopped him as his shield in front of the white face.

“That's naive.” Lin Huang couldn't help but find it a little funny.

With a slight finger movement, a silk thread wrapped around the ghost-faced monster. The ghost-faced monster hurried away and had no time to get the white-faced man out of trouble.

Then Lin Huang struck another ring finger.

A reading knife began to change the flight trajectory, bypassing the snake-head monster stopped in front of the white-faced man and continuing to attack the white-faced man without any hindrance.

The white-faced plan failed again, and they were all a little youthful.

“Leave me alone, you attack with a range, destroy these reading knives! ”

Received new instructions, two figurine warriors immediately began to execute.

The snake-headed beast lifted his hooves and suddenly stepped toward the nearby reading knife. The ghost-faced monster also stretched out his claws and waved them in memory of the flying knife.

“This silly approach is no different.” Lin Huang smiled, but he already had a plan.

Shot black charcoal's head, Lin Huang and black charcoal opened their mouths almost simultaneously, black dragon flames erupted again, covering the area where the white-faced man was.

This time the eruption of dragon flame, although it looked like the previous one, was actually shielded from soul-side attacks by Lin Huang and black charcoal. This is done in order to avoid affecting the operation of reading threads and reading knives.

Dragon's flame spray, this time not to attack, but to create an enabling environment.

Of course, it also speeds up the consumption of the lives of white-faced people.

The white-faced saw black dragon flames in the sky again, and they couldn't help but have the urge to scold people.

The next moment, he fell into darkness in front of him, and his eyes were filled with black flames, and he couldn't even see the souls of two figurines.

But you can sense that they're not far from you.

Two fighter warriors caught in the flames, still without any defense equipment, stood in dragon flames.

They can't see anything but the black flames around.

There is no way to carry out the directive to attack mind-boggling weapons.

A black ink feather flying knife travels freely in dragon flames, and under the cover of dragon flames, these black flying knives are even more elusive.

However, for Lin Huang, the coverage of dragon inflammation is equivalent to a huge area, and no wind or grass can hide from his eyes. This is all the more true for the white-faced man, so every attack of the flying knife still falls precisely on him.

Combined with the burning effect of dragon inflammation, the rate of life energy consumption in white-faced people has not decreased, but has increased.

The energy response of dragon flame should far exceed that of mindfulness. Even close by, as long as the naked eye did not see it, the two figurine warriors could not sense the existence of mindfulness knife, completely blind.

Occasionally sensing the nearest flying knife, it also disappeared into the dragon flame without waiting for a shot.

Sensing the state of two figurine warriors, the white-faced man finally had to admit that he had planted it this time.

“Lin Evil, I think I lost. You let me go, I promise I won't bother you again. ”

“Admit it?” Lin Huang listened to his eyebrows, “you think this is a game? If you lose, can you start over? ”

“So what do you want? Do you want to make amends?” The white-faced man looked in the direction of Lin Huanghuang through the dragon flame, "let's make a price. ”

“You don't seem to remember much.” Lin Huang obviously didn't intend to spare the white-faced man, "I made myself clear. Dead people are the only ones who did it to me and the people around me! You kidnapped Yi Zheng and tried to kill me and rob the figurine. That's enough to kill you twice! ”

“Are you sure you want to break the net with my fish?” The white-faced man's tone calmed down. He could not actually see Lin Huang, but he knew the approximate orientation of Lin Huang, and his gaze projected towards this orientation.

“If you really have any other means, use them. After all, you don't have much time.” Lin Huang is not worried about the threat from the white-faced people at all, "if I am correct, your life will be completely depleted in one minute at the most. You'll have no chance at all. ”

“If that's what you said, it's what you wanted. I hope you won't regret it later! ”

When the voice fell, the white-faced man's life was about to drain, but he didn't know why it was replenishing.

More than that, Lin Huang even implicitly felt that the white-faced man had signs of a breakthrough in war.

His breath, every second, is getting stronger.

After reaching the peak of the Black Gold Realm, the breath stayed for only about three seconds, and suddenly broke through the battle power and promoted to the Red Gold Realm! Thereafter, the momentum continued unabated as the road soared.

Forgiveness is Lin Huang, sensing this change is stunning, but what surprises him more is what he sees.

The white-faced man's frontal position revealed a sharp, bladed claw. From the front, it looks like someone stabbed him in the back of the head with a sharp claw, penetrating the front, with clear blood marks.

The claw slowly slipped down as if a paper cutter were cutting a piece of white paper after it penetrated the white man's forehead.

Lin Huang frowned slightly at this strange scene.

The claws slipped down from the white man's forehead, leaving a long, deep bloodstain. The claws stopped cutting and retracted into the white-faced body until they dropped to the abdomen.

After a moment of silence, a sound of flesh and blood creeping came in, and the white face wound position began to bleed heavily, and the body began to deform, as if something was struggling in the body. He looked extremely painful and even began to make strange voices that humans could not make.

Lin Huang stared at the shocking scene in front of him without turning a blind eye.

The open wound of the white-faced man seemed to be propelled up by an invisible force, a bloodbathed monster slowly drilled out of the cleft of his body... and the original white-faced man's body no longer had any breath, turned into a bloody flesh paralyzed on the ground, like losing all the bones in his body.