Chapter: 1642
The high temperature evaporated the water on the little emperor's body surface, and the white mist evaporated.
In an instant, Brother Hongji's breath doubled, he swung his flaming fist, and under the push of his back muscles, he rushed forward.
"boom!"
The ghost claw and his fist collided, and the flames surrounding Brother Hongji's fist suddenly went out, and everyone behind him clearly saw that his right shoulder was split open, and the pale bones stained with blood burst out of the flesh.
Level 4 fire demon, the fire demon with the rager skill turned on, can be destroyed in one blow.
thump, thump, amidst the messy and hasty footsteps, Yin Ji's two Yin corpses arrived in time, and the female Yin corpse grabbed Brother Hongji's left shoulder and threw him behind him.
And the male corpse soared into the air, knocking the little emperor back into the palace with a knee bump.
The female Inferi followed closely behind.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Immediately there was a crackling sound, and two infernal corpses, a man and a woman, swung their fists, elbows, knees and legs, pouring violence on the little emperor.
The two yin corpses possessed immense strength and superb hand-to-hand combat skills. The little emperor retreated steadily, and the scales on his body burst and flew.
On the other hand, the little emperor had brute force but no skill, every time he roared and launched a counterattack, he would always be buried or dismantled by the male body, and it was easily resolved.
The bluestone slabs standing under the feet of the three Yin creatures shattered, leaving messy and sunken footprints.
These two Yin corpses failed to play a real role on the bottom of the sea, but now facing a more powerful boss, they are so ferocious that it is shocking.
"Come on, everyone follow me."
Seeing that the situation was very good, Xiahou Aotian grabbed a hand crossbow from the inventory, waved his hand, and ran towards the palace like a warrior leading a charge.
Except for Yunmeng treating brother Hongji's injury, the others rushed to the palace together.
At this moment, the little emperor uttered an unstoppable roar, and the scales in his body suddenly opened.
In an instant, the surrounding air condensed into a thin white mist, which penetrated into the gaps of the opened scales.
The wet land quickly dried up, the emerald green weeds withered and turned yellow, the corpses of the males suddenly froze, their skin wrinkled rapidly, and their muscles shriveled.
In just two or three seconds, the water in the two Yin corpses was completely stripped and turned into mummies.
The little emperor waved his arms angrily, and with a "bang", the mummified corpses of men and women were torn apart, as brittle as dead wood.
Two extremely high-quality Yin corpses were lost in the dungeon.
Seeing this scene, everyone who had arrived at the gate of the palace retreated silently.
Xiahou Aotian ran the fastest.
The Eagle of Liberty fled to the spot at a speed not inferior to his, looked at the gate of the palace with a look of dread, and said in a panic:
"Water Depriver, it...is a level 6 plague god?!"
The God of Plague in the Saint Realm has two ultimate moves, one is "water deprivation" and the other is germs. Among them, water deprivation is particularly overbearing, and it is a skill that can only be learned by level 6 saints.
"Water deprivation is a level 6 skill. Except for Yin Ji, none of us can handle it. I don't think he is the same as the real level 6 plague god. There is a high probability that he will only have such a skill, but such a strong boss is enough Destroy us." Xiahou Aotian panicked, but at least he was an experienced spiritual practitioner, so he gave a plan calmly:
"My suggestion is to retreat temporarily, formulate more detailed tactics and then challenge. If he pursues, then fight and retreat." JrNovels.com