Emperor of Death

Chapter 1047 Killing Meng Qianhe

The flaming long sword is completely composed of purgatory fire, and the power of magic can display abilities beyond itself, but it takes a certain amount of time to cast the spell.

This blow of the Purgatory Flame Explosive Sword had already surpassed Mu Lie's own strength. It cut in between Lan Wen and the death knight, and slashed fiercely at Meng Qianhe.

Sensing the danger, Meng Qianhe raised his head suddenly, looked up with a ferocious expression, and roared angrily, "Block me!"

Meng Qianhe suddenly spat out a shield, which swelled in the wind and blocked the Purgatory Explosive Flame Sword.

"Boom!" The black Purgatory Explosive Flame Sword turned into flames and splashed everywhere, while Meng Qianhe's shield was completely blown away. '

Ye Chen said loudly: "Lan Wen, death knight, just hang on to him, don't let him run away."

Yechen is very satisfied with Mu Lie's magic. This blow is equivalent to a master-level martial skill, and Yechen feels that Mu Lie consumes very little power, which means that as long as Mu Lie is given time , can display more Zun-level martial arts.

This is a little scary.

Ye Chen also kept this point in mind, if he encounters demons and powerful mages in the future, he must kill them as soon as possible. If they are given time to cast their magic, it would be too terrifying.

After Mu Lie was encouraged, he raised his magic wand again, and murmured: "You passionate flame elf! Please lend me your strength! The element of fire! Under the command of the elf, let's turn into an invincible explosive flame! "

Yechen saw that with the fall of Mu Lie's spell, a group of ferocious flames suddenly exploded in front of Meng Qianhe. The ferocious force seemed to blast a hole in the void. The knights raised their shields and shielded their bodies behind them.

Meng Qianhe roared: "Eat my sword, Shenhe Kyushu!"

At this moment, Meng Qianhe's body was combined with the magic weapon, turning into a huge silver crane and rushing towards the flames. This is a martial skill of the highest level. At this moment, Meng Qianhe can only use the martial skills of the highest level to fight recklessly.

With the explosion of the purgatory flames, Meng Qianhe's superior martial skill was destroyed, but Meng Qianhe's power consumption was huge. This time, to resist the flames, he almost consumed [-]% of his strength.

Yechen said: "This magic attack is not as powerful as before."

Mu Lie said with some embarrassment: "Master, I rarely use magic. I usually fight in close quarters. Moreover, the magic level of Explosive Flame is indeed not as good as the Purgatory Explosive Flame Sword just now."

"Oh, you mean, magic is the same as martial arts, right?" Ye Chen said.

"Yes, master! The power of Purgatory Explosive Flame is equivalent to the Zong-level exercise you mentioned, and the Purgatory Explosive Flame Sword is equivalent to the Zong-level exercise. In my inheritance, there are more powerful magics, but with my power , I still can’t use it yet.” Mu Lie said, “Actually, in battle, high-level magic and low-level magic should cooperate with each other. Moreover, many magics have a large range. Let magicians cooperate with warriors, and large-scale magic will be a bit difficult. It’s inconvenient, it’s not as good as small magic.”

"Oh, then let go and fight!" Ye Chen said, "Lan Wen, death knight, killed Meng Qianhe."

In the distance, Meng Qianhe raised his head suddenly, looked at Yechen with red eyes and said, "Little beast, how dare you, this sect belongs to King Luosha, how dare you kill me?"

Yechen sneered, disdaining to answer such stupid words.

The sharp spear in Lan Wen's hand and the spear in the death knight's hand that was burning with billowing black hellfire told him Yechen's determination.

Meng Qianhe was shocked by these two people's attack, and almost fell into despair.

Mu Lie raised his wand, and said loudly: "The elf in the flames, at my call, will turn into my blood-colored long knife, and kill all the creatures in front of me——Flame Gale Wind!"

A series of flaming wind blades formed in the sky, slashing towards Meng Qianhe intensively. The power of each flaming wind blade was not too strong, but the densely packed flaming wind blades made Mu Lie fall into despair.

This time, the magic took shape in front of Meng Qianhe, and it would not attack Lan Wen and the death knight. The dense flame and wind blades enveloped Mu Lie's entire body.

In Lan Wen's hand, the silver light surged, and the silver light turned into a huge phantom of the silver gun, which Lan Wen held in her hand. The powerful force spread out, making even Mu Lie startled.

A martial skill of the highest rank, a fierce sharp spear.

"No!" Feeling the threat of death, Mu Lie roared angrily, and the sword in his hand combined with his body again, turning into a silver crane and flying forward.

The silver crane was crushed by Mu Lie's flame and wind blade. Lan Wen's silver spear pierced into Meng Qianhe's chest like lightning. His body below his heart and shoulders was silently shattered by the fierce gun. , only one head remained, eyes wide open, looking at Yechen unwillingly.

"Hehehe!" Meng Qianhe's teeth were chattering, his face was extremely ferocious, and his eyes were full of resentment, as if he wanted to eat Yechen.

All this happened too fast, just now he was chasing Ye Chen, but he was killed in a blink of an eye.Meng Qianhe had infinite resentment in his heart, as if he wanted to swallow Yechen.

Glaring at Yechen with both eyes, Meng Qianhe slowly lost his vitality and finally died.

After Meng Qianhe died, the strong resentment combined with the undissipated power of death, a ghost who looked exactly like Meng Qianhe when he grew up took shape beside Meng Qianhe, looking blankly around.

The newly formed ghost has very low intelligence, just like a newborn baby, after absorbing the power of death and growing slowly, it will gradually give birth to wisdom. After the ghost is born, it has no connection with the person before it was born. It has independent personality.

Ye Chen looked at Meng Qianhe's ghost, and said with a smile, "I never thought that Meng Qianhe's resentment would be so strong, how much he hates me."

The stronger the resentment, the higher the talent of the ghost born. This ghost actually has the potential of an emperor.

Yechen looked at the ghost, and said lightly: "It looks a little ugly. There should be few people around me who can use it, so let's give it to Lin Shuang. He doesn't have a good life-death creature. This ghost is suitable for him." natal ghost."

Yechen grasped the void, captured the newly born ghost, and then forcibly imprisoned it in the corpse ring.

"Roar! Master! I want you to die!" The zombie who lost its master roared again and again, and rushed towards Lan Wen frantically, but was hit by the red sun again.

Yechen said lightly: "Kill him, it is your food."

"Despicable, kill my master, I will let you live in regret forever." At the level of Wu Zun, the zombie has extremely high wisdom, and even wants to escape, and then secretly avenges the master.

(End of this chapter)