The strongest talent tree

Chapter 1285

"What?!" No. [-]'s heart was beating wildly, and he didn't realize when the arrow was fired.

Seeing that the arrow was imminent, and the other four enemies were also watching eagerly, No. [-] did not dare to relax at all. The magic power in his body surged out instantly, condensing a strange aura in the boundless murderous aura.

Immediately afterwards, the arrows that were shot at a rapid pace slowly stopped as if they had been shot into the water.

Not only that, but the movements of several other middle-aged men also turned into sloths at the same time.

"What a powerful secret method of control, you are worthy of being a divine magician!" On the outside of the battle circle, a short-haired middle-aged man was amazed, but there was no trace of panic in his eyes.

While controlling the five people, No. [-] also looked a bit struggling. There was nothing he could do about it. After all, they were five opponents of the same level as himself, so it was still very difficult to control them.

"If you dare to ruin the good things of my God Clan, I will tell you why your God Clan is called the God Clan!"

No. [-] Linkong stood proudly in the dark void of the universe, with golden light flashing all over his body. While sneering in a deep voice, he gave a gentle push with his left hand.

The arrow that was stagnant in front of him instantly turned back, even faster than before.

The middle-aged man holding a bow and arrow was shocked, but under the control of No. [-], his body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and he could only watch his own arrows shoot at him.

"Fuck!" The middle-aged man with bow and arrow immediately exploded, and hurriedly yelled: "Boss, don't pretend to be aggressive, hurry up!"

Not far away from No. [-], the green-haired middle-aged man was also restrained in place and unable to move. He still maintained the posture of stabbing No. [-] with his sword, which gave people a very funny feeling.

However, after hearing the shouts of the middle-aged bow and arrow, the body of the green-haired middle-aged man who had completely stopped suddenly regained his ability to move like an athlete starting a [-]-meter race.

No. [-], who was trying his best to control the arrow to fire back, had no time to react, and was directly stabbed in the vital point by the green-haired middle-aged man, and the sharp sword energy passed through his body.

puff!
Mouth No. [-] vomited blood, and the originally boiling murderous aura instantly weakened, and even the golden brilliance of the divine bloodline became dim.

When he was injured, the control secrets originally suppressed in the space also dissipated, and the remaining four middle-aged men launched a second wave of attacks on him.

After narrowly avoiding the arrow, the middle-aged man drew the bow with his backhand, his hand speed was as fast as lightning, and the flying arrows were like a storm, flooding towards the position of No. [-].

"Damn it, how did he break free?!" No. [-]'s face was ashen as he hurriedly activated his bloodline power to increase his defensive talent and improve his defensive capabilities as much as possible.

However, under the rain of arrows from the sky, Qi and blood were still falling slowly.

It was at this time that he noticed that there was a layer of strange black substance on his body. Under the erosion of this layer of black substance, both defense and energy were greatly reduced, and even the detection of spiritual consciousness was greatly reduced. The abilities have been greatly reduced.

The most terrible thing is that even the blood recovery effect of vitality has been deprived!
"Who are these people?!" No. [-]'s heart was beating wildly, and for the first time, he felt that his life was being threatened.

Putting aside all kinds of strange special abilities, the most feared attack effect of the enlightened magician is undoubtedly the deprivation of vitality recovery.

Because generally speaking, the enlightened magician is difficult to kill instantly, and the life force recovery efficiency is also very high. It often happens that the blood recovery is faster than the blood loss. This is why the enlightened magician can be beaten endlessly in one fight.

The vitality recovery and deprivation effect can only be used in real life-and-death battles.

As a top assassin secretly cultivated by the Protoss, No. [-] is also experienced in many battles and knows the prelude and taste of death very well.

In desperation, No. [-] subconsciously wanted to send a Tingshi message to inform the clan and ask for assistance.

But when he wanted to send a message, he found that his spiritual consciousness could not be sent out at all: "Damn it, it was the black barrier at the beginning!" "Did you just find out now? It's too late~!"

A cold voice emerged from behind him, followed by a cold blade and unprecedented horrific damage.

At this moment, No. [-] felt deep despair and wanted to resist, but found that there was no chance at all.

The five people in front of them are like a team that has experienced many battles and cooperates tacitly. Usually, they can't see anything, but once they cooperate, they are like twisting gears. each other any chance.

boom!boom!boom!
Soon, under the compact offensive of the five green-haired middle-aged people, No. [-]'s energy and blood continued to slip, and even his vitality was inexplicably falling.

In less than half an hour, No. [-] was at the end of his strength, and his golden eyes were full of unwillingness.

I never figured out the origins of these people until my death?Where did it come from?
"Huh? Died so soon?" Seeing that No. [-]'s body gradually collapsed and turned into a spatial vortex in the void, the middle-aged man with short hair couldn't help being a little surprised.

"It's a bit weak." The green-haired middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully: "I thought the God Clan magician was so powerful, but it turns out it's just like that."

Everyone beside them nodded in agreement, expressing doubts about the strength of the Protoss.

As he spoke, the space vortex that No. [-] transformed into after his death began to devour the surrounding energy, growing larger and larger.

The middle-aged Gongjian couldn't help but frown slightly and said: "Looking at the scale of the space turbulence, this person's Taoist world should be quite big, so it would be safer to find a way to destroy it."

"The second child is right, it's better to deal with it cleanly. After all, the Protoss is powerful, and it will be bad if we are tracked down."

After saying this, the five people no longer hesitated and used Taoist techniques one after another, surrounding the space vortex and refining together.

……

At this time, in the Ping An Square of Port Anderssey, Feng Hao had already used Ouyang Shaotian's "colorful" performance to attract various cheers from the audience inside and outside the venue.

There is no way, whether it is the blockade of the port at the beginning or the subsequent actions, Ouyang Shaotian has caused a lot of public outrage.

Seeing Ouyang Shaotian being hung up and beaten, the challengers and the audience felt that a great revenge had been avenged.

Ouyang Shaotian himself, on the other hand, looked like he was about to cry. Throughout the whole game, no matter how hard he tried or how much he exploded, he felt as if he was being played and had no power to resist.

The most annoying thing was that Feng Hao was obviously taking it out on him, because from the beginning to the end, Feng Hao didn't use a dagger, but was fighting him with bare hands.

This resulted in Ouyang Shaotian becoming the challenger who "persisted" the longest and the challenger who was beaten the hardest.

"Brother Ouyang, I'm not just talking about you, your strength really needs to be improved~!" Feng Hao looked at Ouyang Shaotian with a bruised nose and a swollen face in front of him with a half-smile, and felt refreshed, and the unhappiness in his heart was swept away. .

"..." Ouyang Shaotian gritted his teeth and forced out a miserable smile, "Brother Honghao is indeed amazing, I will remember you——!"

Feng Hao smiled disapprovingly and joked secretly: "It's okay, everyone will remember you~!"

Ouyang Shaotian's expression froze, and he subconsciously looked at the countless pairs of mocking eyes in the audience, almost fainting on the spot.

(End of this chapter)