Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Chapter 202: Dangerous village destroyed, disgusting attack

Bai Mo stood, and next to him, there was Ding Yumian. At this time, her whole body was full of evil energy, and strands of blood-black cursed substance flew out of her body like mosquitoes, and continued to condense on the body half a foot away from her. Above a faint blue light.

If you look carefully, you will find that the fist-sized flower is like a ball of flame on top of the burning blue light, connected with a thin ray of brilliance, and at the other end of the brilliance, it just disappears into Ding Yumian's deathly pale face. between the eyebrows!

Ding Yumian has been in this state for a whole day, and the blood-colored mist-like curse power around her has gathered more and more. However, these curse powers also contain a strange vitality.

Therefore, it especially attracts the attention of the undead. I am afraid that they hide under the soil during the day and have long been salivating for the fragrant smell!

The bright moon had just hung in the sky and the night had covered the ground. They couldn't wait to crawl out of the soil.

There were even a few of them right in front of Bai Mo. Looking at those disgusting green and yellow eyes, Bai Mo waved his hand fiercely and shot out with his thoughts, causing the space to vibrate and a strong wind to blow out.

"Go away!"

The invisible force swept across and directly knocked away the undead in a circle around the two people. There were at least a dozen rotting corpses whose bodies were smashed by the strong force, and the undead crystals inside were even more shattered.

The undead rotting corpses that were a little further away were all rolled down the hillside by the majestic force, becoming an obstacle to the undead who wanted to come up.

"These things are undead. It's useless for you to break them in half. You have to break their undead crystals."

"Little Fengling, if you see those things, those who get close will be destroyed immediately."

For example, the skeleton at the bottom of the mountain has a black-gold color and is the size of an adult. It looks scary and evil. It has no momentum, but it cannot be blown away by the wind.

Bai Mo pointed at the mass of undead under the hillside. Feng Ling waved his hand excitedly, and suddenly a strong wind raged down from the top of the hillside in all directions. The strong airflow was even more powerful than Bai Mo's retreat. It blew up a circle of rotting corpses from the bottom of the hillside and blew them farther away.

The wind spirit is already at the commander level, and every wind blade is extremely condensed and sharp. Although there is no abnormality, it is like a magical weapon that blows and breaks hair. There is just a crisp sound, and the Wujin Skull blocks the hands in front of him. It suddenly broke off, and the wind blade cut his body in two without losing its power.

Feng Ling tilted his head and felt that the effect was not very good. A strong wind could not wipe out all these guys.

Bai Mo sighed. In this ancient capital, there is a coffin every five steps and a tomb every ten steps. There is a nest of undead on a small hillside. There are really many.

The moonlit door opened, and the wind spirit flew out.

This weak undead has no fear, and its only instinct is killing and bloodthirsty. Without breaking the undead crystal, the undead will not truly die.

"That's right, let's do it this way." Bai Mo felt very satisfied. These rotting corpses didn't move very fast, and they would be crippled even slower if they were knocked down.

The sound of bones clashing with each other was extremely loud. Wujin Skull blocked it with his hands in front of him, but the bones that were harder than gold and stone had no effect at all.

I don’t know how many were killed, but the effect was obviously good.

"Uh-huh?"

Bai Mo, an undead creature like the Wujin Skeleton, has seen records in books. This kind of monster has an ordinary body shape, but its bones weigh more than ten thousand kilograms. They are extremely hard and have powerful attack power. Even ordinary defensive magic cannot stop their two hits. .

Sensing the different reactions of the skeleton, Feng Ling realized that it was a war general. The aura emanating from his body immediately condensed a long and narrow wind blade and attacked the Wujin skeleton.

"Kaka!"

However, for the undead, especially skeletons, missing arms and legs is not a serious injury at all. The upper half of the body that fell on the ground was directly supported by the arms.

In this way, Feng Ling can always maintain the cleanliness of the undead in this area, and those who cannot be blown away by her strong wind need to be dealt with more seriously.

Therefore, Bai Mo was not surprised by this, and just said to the dumbfounded little Fengling on the side:

At a glance, they are all slave-level minions, but there are still a lot of them, about fifty, and more undead seem to be wandering from a distance.

Then he reconnected the palms that were cut off by Feng Ling, reached forward with both hands, grabbed the fallen lower half of the body, and pressed it on his body. His body stood up intact as before, and he was about to walk toward the second person on the hillside. People come to kill.

And their undead crystals are located in the hard skull defense.

Bai Mo stretched out his hand and turned his thoughts into claws to directly capture the Wujin Skeleton. Facing Feng Ling, he hooked his fingers and lifted up the Wujin Skull's skull.

Pointing to a black crystal inside, he said to Feng Ling, "This is the undead crystal. If you crush it, the monster will die."

"Uh-huh!" Little Fengling nodded seriously, indicating that she had remembered everything. She raised her hand and struck a wind blade, which flashed past and split the undead crystal into two.

"The location of the undead crystals of each type of undead is different. Don't keep staring at other people's heads."

Bai Mo added, signaling Xiao Fengling to keep an eye on the undead and not let them get close, while he started practicing.

Wind Spirit took aim at the circle of rotting corpses and undead that were once again surrounding them. This time, there was no need for strong winds to blow them away. The small body spun around, and a whirlwind immediately spread out. As the whirlwind spread, its size also increased. There are more and more, and the wind is getting more and more urgent! Forming a huge tornado covering the entire hillside!

The violent tornado was no different from the Tribulation Xun Wind Dragon released by Bai Mo. In the blink of an eye, it rolled up a large mass of rotting corpses under the hillside. The wind wall with strong tearing force seemed to be dancing with dragon claws, pulling these corpses away. The rotting corpses were torn apart, and all the rotting corpses that had been torn apart by sharp claws were turned into pieces of flesh.

In the end, it turned into a large unknown object and was thrown to the ground, let alone the undead crystal.

If Bai Mo still had his eyes open, he would be a little speechless. He said that with precision guidance, it was covered by firepower when it reached Fengling's place.

After a night of fighting, even Feng Ling felt a little tired. As soon as Bai Mo finished practicing and opened her eyes, she returned to the summoning plane to sleep.

Standing up from the ground, Bai Mo looked around and saw many flesh and blood fragments of rotting corpses. It seemed that Wind Spirit had killed many rotting corpses last night. Do you think the number of undead in this area can be reduced tonight?

It would take another seven or eight days for Yu Mian to refine his evil body, and Bai Mo felt that the next time should be easier.

The sun in the ancient capital seems to be warmer than in other places, perhaps because the ancient capital is too cold at night.

The undead are the mortal enemies of the living, so at first glance, you can rarely see dense woods in this area, and there are no animals.

Next to Ding Yumian, the blood-black curse gas became even more intense, even covering three meters around her. Bai Mo had to retreat a little further.

The power of these curses was far more powerful than he imagined. At first, he only encountered some curse gas, and half of the wind that protected his mind suddenly dissipated.

Another sunrise.

Su Ming held the last gray garlic given by his grandfather in his hand, looking at the sunlight that represented hope in the past, but the darkness in his eyes was not illuminated.

Everyone in the village died at the hands of those people. He didn't know what those black monsters were, nor who those people were, nor why they, who were so indifferent to the world, suffered such a disaster.

He was buried in the grave by his grandfather for two days, ate gray garlic for two days, ate dirt for two days, and listened to the screams and wails all night.

There were also some people who made cruel sneers and flattering voices. Su Ming wanted to rush out and fight with them, but he remembered his grandfather's words. "You must survive, the village depends on you!"

This was the third day after he crawled out of the earthen grave. There was only one Gray Garlic left, and the ancient capital was still far away. There were no people in the other villages he passed, and there was no water in the wells.

He just had some dry food to keep him warm. Su Ming was not a mage. He didn't know if he would be alive tomorrow.

Looking in a direction away from the ancient capital, there was movement there every night, the strong wind blew endlessly, and he also heard the howls of the undead.

He looked a little hesitant, remembering the sneak peek at the top of the mountain last night, the brilliance he had never seen before.

Pursing his lips and tightening the gray garlic in his hand, he deviated from the pace towards the ancient capital.

Tonight the moon hides in the clouds.

Released the darkness of the entire wasteland.

After the frost, the temperature is especially cold, and on the hillside, it is even colder.

This was the seventh night. Through the blood-ink cursed mist that had expanded to five meters, Bai Mo could vaguely sense two people.

Yes, two people, one is Ding Yumian's evil body!

This process was very strange. Bai Mo, who had been observing from the sidelines, didn't know how the evil body was formed. In just an instant, she appeared without any warning.

Really true!

Bai Mo estimated that Ding Yumian should be able to finish refining the evil body by tomorrow at most.

"Uh~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

A thicker and hoarse roar came, and Bai Mo looked over there. Dozens of shrouded corpse generals who didn't know when they crawled into the field here, and an even bigger monster.

It is twice as high as the hillside where Bai Mo is standing. To him, the hillside in front of him is simply a mound!

The huge body was basically a mountain of flesh. Rolling black corpse oil dripped down from the mountain of flesh, and when it fell on the ground, there were potholes as big as basins. And on top of this body, there are dancing black tentacles, which are also dripping with highly toxic mucus.

A small commander, plus a team of generals.

Bai Mo was not panicked, but he couldn't let the commander come near here, he said to Feng Ling.

"You keep an eye on Sister Yumian here, nothing can get close to her."

As he spoke, he glanced to the north. In the past few days, he had been detecting the surrounding movements through sound string detection. At first, there was nothing unusual.

Until today, a figure that was originally heading towards the ancient capital changed its direction and came towards him.

Bai Mo didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend. The only thing he could tell was that his cultivation level was not high and he was walking very slowly.

It's not far from here now.

Although the opponent temporarily stopped moving forward, Bai Mo had to guard against it.

"Hey!" Xiao Fengling patted her chest and promised to take good care of Sister Yu Mian.

So Bai Mo quickly released the wind constellation, and the light and agile stars changed rapidly in his palm. In the blink of an eye, he summoned thousands of air currents, forming a pair of huge wings that appeared behind him.

The wind howled, and in the blink of an eye, Bai Mo appeared in front of the corpse of the meat mountain. He stretched out his hand and patted it, and a huge wind map expanded, and the brilliant magical light illuminated it brightly.

"The wind roars!"

On the star map, a pattern like a dragon's head shone brightly. In an instant, the strong wind rolled, and a wave of wind dragon suddenly surged out. The overbearing and cold power blew away those wrapped corpses in an instant.

The roar of the wind dragon struck hard at the poison-touched corpse minister, shaking its huge body. A large piece of it fell off the huge chest. If you look closely, you can see that it is all solidified corpse oil!

A large drop of corpse oil rolled down, pulled by his dense tentacles, and splashed towards the white ink.

There was so much corrosive corpse poison that just smelling it would make people dizzy. Bai Mo didn't want this thing to fall on him.

"Disperse!"

The thoughts condensed and turned into heavy palm prints. The power was enough to break mountains and cut off the flow of water, directly smashing all the corpse poison mucus that was thrown in the face. The powerful spatial telepathy remained unabated, colliding with the dense tentacles hidden behind a layer of venom.

"Boom!"

Thunder broke out on the ground, and the majestic air currents scattered in all directions, carrying broken tentacles with them.

When the attack failed, Poison Toucher Corpse Chen stepped hard on the ground with both feet, and his entire body like a hill slammed into Bai Mo. The body oil dripping down from his body was like a waterfall of poisonous poison, spreading towards Bai Mo.

"Teleportation!"

Bai Mo didn't want to face such a huge impact and the poisonous waterfall of corpse oil. Even if he blocked it, he would still be covered in corpse stench.

"Void Sword Wheel!"

Silver light flashed, and Bai Mo's figure instantly appeared high in the sky.

Above the head of the poisonous corpse minister, 30-meter-long silver giant swords condensed one after another. The sharp sword energy cut the space wantonly. The seven giant swords rotated around Bai Mo, and suddenly they merged into one. A sword wheel covering a hundred meters.

The sword wheel rotates at high speed, and the sharp feeling makes people's spirits tingle just by looking at it. The air is torn, and a whirlwind is blown up. The speed was extremely fast, tearing apart the space and reaching the poisonous corpse minister's head in an instant.

With a sound, like a sharp sword cutting through cloth, the sharp sword wheel instantly cut through the layers of defense of the poisonous corpse minister. Corpse oil, meat, bones, and finally cut off most of his head!

However, the undead crystal that touched the corpse didn't seem to be in his head. Unable to feel the pain, he only felt that he was provoked by this tiny insect and allowed it to hurt his perfect body. He immediately saw the severed half of his head.

It was unclear whether it was a piece of brain or other weird liquid. Countless dark green bubbles with ink bubbles were rolling on the cross section where dense bug-like things were swimming.

Just for a moment, like a volcanic eruption, the dark green liquid fire column with dark insects shot up and bombarded the white ink in the sky!

"This is the most disgusting attack I have ever seen in my life."

The wings of wind behind Bai Mo flapped rapidly, shooting straight into the distance like a jet plane, quickly dodging the poisonous blood jet.

(End of this chapter)