Chapter 76: Dark Night Cangyan

When Roland Hill arrived, the fat man was no longer in human form, his body was full of torn wounds, and a large hole was broken in his stomach.

The brilliance in her pupils flowed, from pale blue to emerald, and then a soft breeze blew past, pushing away the vicious dogs that were pressing on the fat man. to stop the bleeding.

It's a pity that I don't currently practice the angel sequence or the demon sequence. For this kind of critical first aid, these two sequences are better. The girl sighed in her heart, then took out a few seeds from her sleeves and sprinkled them on the ground. Under the influx of the magic power of the natural sequence, these seeds quickly pulled out green buds and grew. Soon, a few rare herbs grew and bloomed. result.

Roland Hill's palm radiated a slight light, reflecting the green fruit, which gradually turned from green to yellow, from yellow to red, and from red to purple.

Then the ripe fruits fell into the hands of Roland Hill.

These fruits are held up with a gentle airflow, and then several sharp air blades flash past, cut into several pieces, and the juice from them flows out, and then the juice and leaves of the other herbs are taken out in the same way.

Chop these ingredients into pieces and mix together. She ignited a little flame with magic power to bake the mixed liquid, and then a slight medicinal fragrance overflowed from it.

In the end, a dozen or so purple-red pills were formed in Roland Hill's hands, and the coagulation was completed.

[Heart Condensing and Activating Blood Potion] (Perfect Silver Level): An advanced version of the blood activating potion, which can be used to replenish a large amount of blood loss, heal wounds, and speed up recovery.

Three of the pills fell into the mouth of the fat man with a casual move. After that, Roland Hill thought about it, and then asked his companion on the other side to get a pot of water, poured it into his mouth, and let him swallow it.

"You two stay to take care of this person, the others will come with me." The girl directed the group of black-clothed ghosts who had just arrived, and asked them to separate several people to guard the villagers, and then led the remaining seventeen people to the bottom of the mountain road.

The group of black dogs just now were only the vanguard, not all demons. Those powerful monsters and ghosts often let these black dogs run ahead, looking for the living creatures around, and then just follow.

After coming to a mountain stream, Roland Hill stopped and looked down at the monster that came up below.

These monsters are almost all of the undead sequence, their shapes are strange and ugly, many of them are transformed from corpses, half-human and half-ghost, very terrifying, and among them, there are some ghosts that appear and disappear from time to time. Make a silent cry.

It's a big scene this time...

The girl sighed in her heart, and slowly stretched her hand behind her back and held the hilt of the warm wooden sword. On the side of this alluring girl, a ghost-faced man in black also put his hand on the saber at his waist, ready to go.

Suddenly, a faint blue flame streaks across the night in a long arc, slashing towards the rushing monsters, cutting several of them directly and dividing them into two halves. Then the blue flames licked up and burned it clean.

But this is only a part of this group of monsters. More monsters rushed forward, like a wave of black and red flesh and blood, endless.

They emerged from the cracks in the ground. They were the products of the shattered cave of the Yama Palace in the past. They also absorbed the mixed magic power of the Nine Netherworlds in the dragon veins, making them more powerful. Even if they were killed, they would be produced year after year.

And these ghostly beasts are also the source of disasters and fears in the evening mountains, bringing countless sorrows and partings to this land.

After seeing the leading girl take action, the other ghost-killing messengers by her side also followed, and the cold moon arcs appeared in the night, briefly illuminating the surroundings, and then beheading the corpses of the monsters in front of her.

Roland Hill stood on one of the boulders, holding the Huowu sword in his hand, the magic power of Jiuyou poured out from the palm of his wrist, and then wrapped around the wooden sword, covering it upwards. The infection gradually turned into a cold blue.

The special magic power of killing and purifying the soul gradually penetrated into the long sword, and slowly merged with its original structure, making it more lethal to deal with these monsters.

In the face of these monsters or corpses of the undead sequence, ordinary attacks may not be effective, and sometimes even if they are cut into two pieces, they may not be able to kill the opponent.

Their forms of existence are different from other living creatures. The living body is sometimes just more flexible and powerful. If it is damaged, although its strength will be weakened, it will not die directly.

The dead body can still stand up and fight under the magic of the necromantic sequence, just like manipulating one's own corpse. This is the power of the undead sequence. It is also the reason why the powerhouses of other sequences have been so fearful for thousands of years.

Unless its body is completely destroyed, or its soul body is directly killed, it is not called killing a powerful creature of the undead sequence, and they can still live.

It is precisely because of this power that the Wisteria Crescent Flag of the Quicksilver Dynasty can reverse the orc empire that rules most of the land, defeat the three proud and powerful elves, and finally set the tone for human domination of the world.

It's just that with the changes of the times, the vicissitudes of time have passed, people have gradually been reluctant to mention such a past, and the superhumans of the necromantic sequence have gradually become a minority in the world.

After the transformation and charging were completed, Roland Hill rose lightly, shaped like a flexible swallow, and fell directly into the specter of the boiling monster. The blue long sword danced as it shuttled and danced among the demons, bringing up the trail of blue flames one after another, annihilating one ferocious and crazy corpse monster after another.

The agile figure and the flashing sword light are like the music played at night, and like the butterflies fluttering in the night.

about half

Hours later, the mountain stream under the night finally quieted down.

One after another, black and red corpses were piled up on the stone crevices and on the mountain roads. There were scattered flesh and blood everywhere. The originally dry soil was also infiltrated by this rich blood, turning black and red and muddy.

A man in black with a ghost face trudged through the bloody sea of ​​corpses. His boots stepped on one pool of blood after another, bringing up bloody mud and dripping blood.

In the end, he stopped in front of a ferocious huge head, raised his head, and looked up at the girl standing on top of the corpse.

The girl was slender and looked like a willow, and the long sword hanging down from her hand was still dripping with dark blood.

So slender, yet so powerful, the figure behind the silver hair stood there, and although there was no face, there was a trace of white chin exposed, which was breathtaking and made one fall into deep intoxication and admiration.

Before the promise, these ghost-killing messengers were still a little dissatisfied, but at this moment no one dared to look directly at the girl's figure, lowered their arrogant heads one by one, and stood still, waiting for her order.