They all say I practice black holes

Chapter 355
The White Walker heard the noise upstairs and turned around.

Not having a portal is one thing, but if there is a living person, it doesn't mind killing it. There is no special reason. Anyway, it doesn't take much effort to kill it.

It walked up the stairs with a bang.

The sound was loud enough for people upstairs to hear clearly, but not enough to penetrate the isolation of the headphones.

Of course, the White Walker didn't have any thoughts in his mind, it didn't care if the people upstairs found it.

One step four steps, only three or five steps, it came to the second floor, glanced at it, a broom was upside down in the corridor, no one was seen, but there was a rattling sound coming from the further room.

The White Walker came closer and stuck his face through the doorframe.

I saw a window wide open, and the curtains slapped on the window frame.

The White Walker turned his head boredly, but his body suddenly became stiff. Several arcs of lightning flashed before he fell softly to the ground with a roar.

Li Rui jumped in from the window, stepped over the corpse of the White Walkers, went down the stairs, and eliminated several White Walkers. It took almost no effort and only brute force was enough. The strength of these White Walkers was not high. It is only at the seventh or eighth level, which is not enough for him now.

"Too bad it still stained the floor."

Back on the trail outside, Li Rui found the frightened nanny, "Auntie, who else is in the martial arts academy now? I don't know? Then go to the Public Security Bureau right away. Don't worry about anything else."

He sent people out of the school and found that there were really not many people left here. The masters above tenth level, including Bailing, had all gone to the battlefield. The remaining people failed to discover these White Walkers who were good at hiding.

However, in his perception, there should be no other White Walkers nearby, and the large army was still getting closer to Linyuan Continent, so he disappeared again and rushed towards the battlefield.

"We must stop them here, Lingshan is not far away!"

Commanders at all levels of the crusade were boosting their morale. Despite the numerical disadvantage, no one retreated because the White Walkers had already crossed most of the areas where humans had evacuated. Moving forward, the human residents in that place might not have been evacuated yet. withdraw.

However, ordinary White Walkers can still be stopped, but the sword-wielding Ghost King is a big trouble. It is hard to say who is stronger than the Ghost King who summons fire rain, but both are definitely stronger than Hydra.

After the giant sword in its hand is entangled with the power of annihilation, it will be a terrifying storm with every wave. Once it is sucked in, it will end with no bones left.

The only consolation is that the speed of those storms is not too fast, they just stay in the space and blow continuously, sometimes very unexpectedly.

Yuan Songwu's chest rose and fell slightly. He had been fighting continuously for too long. If he continued fighting, he would be exhausted sooner or later.By that time, the situation on the crusade's side was very worrying. The rest of them were weaker than him. Bai Ling's ability was biased towards controlling the field and was not very lethal.

"Is there any way you can stop him? Even for a short time."

Bai Ling replied: "I can try, but it will consume a lot of money."

"Then we can only try this once."

Yuan Songwu shouted loudly, "Everyone, help me buy time."

The other martial arts masters who had followed dispersed around and used star magic to attack the Ghost King.

The behemoth felt extremely annoyed. There were a lot of humans in front of him, and they were buzzing like words, making it impossible for him to complete his goal. At this moment, he had murderous intentions and was ready to use his powerful moves to kill them. Lose.

However, as soon as he had the intention to kill, he felt a strong oppression, and then, a feeling of being restrained suddenly came from his hands and feet.

Looking at it with cloudy eyes, I saw that its arms, torso and six legs were each covered with a transparent ring. Even with his body as a ghost king, he could not break free immediately.

"Is it space?"

The Ghost King was surprised, as the ordinary power of space could not restrain him like this.

"No, it's time! It's actually that technique!"

There was a trace of fear in his heart, and he suddenly felt that he might die here.

At this moment, a fierce murderous intent emerged in the air. Yuan Songwu held his domain lord-level sword with both hands, and the sword intention twisted around the blade, brewing an indescribable murderous intent.

This sword is his ultimate trick, and he rarely uses it.

The reason for not using it is also very simple. Because this sword is too sharp, as long as it is used, even one's own meridians will be cut. Every time it is used, it will take several months to recover from the injury, and it may also cause injuries. Come the sequelae.

He's only used it twice so far, and has been lucky enough to suffer serious damage each time but recover with little long-term trouble.

"Hopefully it will be the same this time."

His whole body seemed to have turned into a sword, disappeared from the air, and then appeared behind the ghost king like a teleportation.

After he moved a long distance, a silver line lit up belatedly between the two points.

This line is so sharp that people nearby cannot look directly at it, otherwise it will sting their eyes like needles.

Between the starting point and the end point of the silver line is the ghost king's heart. It does not extend very quickly. It was originally difficult to hit the target, but Bai Ling's star technique restricted it from moving.

Bang! ! !
It was not until the last moment that the ring of time that bound the Ghost King shattered, but at this time, he could no longer dodge and could only watch as the silver thread stabbed his chest.

"Ow——"

The sky-high roar resounded throughout the world, containing endless anger.

A black blood flower bloomed on the ghost king's chest, as if his heart had been completely broken.

Everyone was excited. This was a success that had not been achieved since the beginning of the battle. Once the ghost king was seriously injured, even if he was not killed on the spot, others would have an opportunity to take advantage of it.

However, they were not over happy yet. They saw the Ghost King reaching out to grab it, and the fog of annihilation that originally filled the battlefield suddenly shrank into a ball and poured into its heart.

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in everyone's heart.

When the black mist was completely absorbed by the wound on its chest, the premonition was realized. The wound was restored to its original state, except that the scales and carapace were missing.

The Ghost King let out a hissing gasp, as if he was laughing.

He raised his sword, turned around and stabbed sharply, once again billowing annihilation aura gushed out from the tip of the sword, heading straight for Yuan Songwu in the midair like a black dragon.

At this time, he was unable to dodge, and the boundless black energy quickly enveloped him, and he fell silently from the sky.

Being hit head-on by such a strong force of annihilation has only one ending.

"grandfather!!!"

Yuan Xiaolang no longer cared about the lack of blood on the battlefield, he used his last rationality to shake off the three people on his body, then flapped his wings, and rushed towards the ghost king like a sharp arrow.

The overwhelming anger surged in his chest, and everything in front of him seemed to be stained with blood.

No matter what, grandpa must be rescued.

But in a trance, a huge black shadow enveloped him, and the next moment, he found that he had been pinched tightly by the giant claws of the Ghost King.

The ghost king looked at the human who was transforming into a dragon with great interest, but suddenly his expression changed.

Yuan Xiaolang's aura suddenly increased. He was originally an insignificant ninth level, but suddenly it climbed rapidly.

After being stuck at the fourth quarter for a long time, the solid barrier was broken open by anger, and he broke through to the tenth stage at this time.

A ball of blazing light emerged from the dragon's roar.

Roar--

Dragon flames spurted out and climbed up the Ghost King's entire arm.

(End of this chapter)