Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Chapter 215 Forbidden Technique, Dark Soul Demon Puppet

Mu Feng was a little excited.

As an inspector, he has no responsibility at all for work such as guarding.

But today's activity is different. The people under his command know his hobbies and tell him that today's beauty appreciation activity has many stunning beauties that are rarely seen in ordinary times.

So Mu Feng came. He was a little disappointed at first. Although the previous ones were good-looking, they were no different from the ones he had eaten before.

But then a stunning lady in white fell from the sky, completely stunning him.

He wanted to eat her, really wanted to!

So he followed quietly, hoping to find an opportunity to mark the prey so that he could hunt it later.

Although this prey seemed to be a high-level mage, he obviously had no vigilance, and he was not spotted following him all the way.

What surprised him even more was that this prey actually went outside the official scope of activities today.

This was really a tough job. He had endured it for more than ten days without looking for prey, and he couldn't bear it anymore today.

And the scenery here is really good, with snow hitting the sky and the ground, and a giant plum tree that is as thick as a hug standing proudly, with pavilions like canopies, forming a small world of plum blossoms.

"How can a mere wind hurt me?"

He had nothing to say about the judge of this suspected murderer.

Following the shadows of snowflakes and plum trees, Mu Feng licked the corners of his mouth and quietly moved towards the woman in white.

The white dragon was mighty and flamboyant, with a sharp and tearing feeling, and charged towards Mu Feng!

With a thought, the pale white wind image instantly condensed in the palm of his hand. The strong wind suddenly rose, rolling up the white snow all over the sky and covering Bai Mo's figure.

Pushing forward with both hands, the agile wind spirit responded to Bai Mo's instructions, the air flow roared violently, and in the blink of an eye, it drove countless snowflakes, condensing into a high-spirited white dragon's head with flying beards and hair.

bump!

The heavy tail whip shattered a large pile of snow, and a figure appeared from the shadow of the falling snow curtain.

Mu Feng instantly felt the power of the rushing wind dragon through the breath of magic, and the disdain in his eyes was clear.

A clear voice came from the woman's mouth. Although Mu Feng felt that the voice was a bit strange, he did not pay attention to it, and was not afraid of being discovered. He continued to pace forward, swaggering.

As soon as Mu Feng emerged from the shadows, Bai Mo recognized him, frowned, and cursed secretly for trouble, but his movements were not slow at all.

As soon as his sleeves were swung, a wind python tail slammed towards the snowflakes.

Bai Mo moved his gaze away from the plum tree in front of him, which had survived for an unknown period of time, and landed on the snowflakes flying beside him.

The huge dragon head hit the blood-red ice shield and shattered. Although the ice shield also cracked, it did not break.

Bai Mo curled his lips, and his figure flew up, dodging the three giant shadow nails that came from the darkness, and a dark golden brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"Finally couldn't bear to come out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, blood-red ice condensed around him, intertwining into a strong and crystal-clear ice shield, blocking his face.

His phonology was sealed, but the advanced phonology's keen ability to capture sounds was still there, and he had discovered this sneaky person a long time ago.

The woman stood alone under the tree, with red plum blossoms all over the ground and white snow falling in the sky. It was a sacred and gorgeous place, a rare place to enjoy a good meal.

"Little beauty, obey me obediently, and you will suffer less physical pain." Mu Feng's voice was unbridled, complementing the lustful and frivolous expression on his face.

"wind!"

"Xue Feng Sunda Dragon!"

Where Mu Feng was standing, a rock fang suddenly broke out of the ground, and the sharp rock thorn pointed directly at Mu Feng's crotch.

Mu Feng's face turned pale in an instant, and he drew the magic at the fastest speed in his life, only to see a flash of silver light.

Following his thoughts, a small air shield instantly appeared on the path that the Fang of Rock must pass.

However, his pitiful mental state was suddenly shattered in front of the penetrating Yanya, which only blocked it for a moment!

It was at this moment that Mu Feng had time to step back.

Bah——! !

He escaped the crotch attack, but the rock teeth were still growing, and in an instant they tore his front clothes to pieces, leaving a shallow mark on his abdomen.

"Damn it! I changed my mind. I want you to beg me to kill you. I want your soul to never rest in peace!"

This shocking shock instantly made Mu Feng, who was still in a playful state, angry. He saw a dark and evil gas suddenly rising from his body, with wisps of red, as if there was some devil from hell trying to attack him. Come! The falling snowflakes around were dyed dark red by the sudden power!

"Come out! Dark Soul Demon Puppet!"

Mu Feng shouted loudly, and at the same time, he saw a dark figure that was 70% similar to him stepping out from his shadow.

The figure's whole body was filled with dark red resentment, and a pair of black eyes stared straight at Bai Mo. On his face that could swallow up the light, an exaggerated and evil smile spread widely.

The terrifying aura instantly pushed away the wind and snow, and the plum tree swayed in an awe-inspiring manner.

"This is a forbidden technique! How brave you are!"

Bai Mo shouted loudly. When he saw the dark red demon puppet walking out of Mu Feng's shadow, the overwhelming resentment, and the power of Ling Ran's little commander, he made an instant judgment.

Because Ding Yumian cultivated the curse system, and because black magic was always weird and evil, it was difficult to deal with it without the right method. Bai Mo had read a lot of black magic information.

One of them records a forbidden technique, which can summon a dark soul demon puppet from the dark plane to possess it, giving the host shadow magic abilities. The specific strength depends on the cultivation level of the dark soul demon puppet.

But this kind of summoning comes at a price. The initial summoning requires the blood and blood of seven intermediate black magic mages, as well as the souls full of resentment.

After obtaining the Dark Soul Demon Puppet, you need to donate a resentful human soul to it every month. If you want the strength of the Dark Soul Demon Puppet to be improved, you need more souls, and if you want the strength to increase faster, you need to select human souls!

This is completely a method of self-abnegation, so it is strictly forbidden to practice.

The Dark Soul Demon Puppet in front of me has already reached the level of a small commander, so at least 343 humans were brutally killed by it!

Who knows how many people were implicated and assassinated, but he didn't believe that this Mu Feng used the lives of death row prisoners. Even if the life of a death row prisoner is used, that is not allowed. To practice forbidden arts and use human lives to practice is to touch the bottom line. Guilty and innocent are only fifty steps and a hundred steps away!

"Hahahaha, you know now? It's too late!" Mu Feng laughed wildly on his face, and he opened his hands to show his true third element.

"Psychedelic radiance!"

Then he saw golden rays of light being swayed out by him, disappearing around this area. This psychedelic yellow light is a small application of light magic and has the effect of blinding people.

It can cover the general scene of an area, so that he can safely use high-level powers here without being discovered by those down the mountain.

The Dark Soul Demon Puppet pulled out a blood-red ink mark and rushed towards Bai Mo quickly. Its hands turned into devil's claws and tore hard at his chest.

Bai Mo's eyes condensed, leaving a real and illusory afterimage on the spot, which was torn apart by the Dark Soul Demon Puppet, but the real body appeared behind the arrogant Mu Feng.

With a squeeze of his palm, a light blue wind knife surrounded by snowflakes suddenly condensed and slashed towards Mu Feng's neck quickly.

"Hmph! A little trick." Mu Feng snorted disdainfully, and the golden shield of light instantly condensed on the path that the wind knife must pass.

At the same time, Mu Feng stretched out his hand towards Bai Mo and saw six or seven ice chains like ice snakes, suddenly crawling up from the white snowflakes and about to wrap around Bai Mo's legs in the blink of an eye.

"Escape!" He felt that his ankles were about to be frozen, and the biting cold made it impossible to move his feet. A green light flashed across his white ink eyes, and his whole body suddenly turned into a pale white stream of wind, rising up.

Avoiding the tearing of the dark soul demon puppet that escaped from the dark, and the restraint of the blood-colored ice chain on the ground.

"Level 5 wind track?!" A flash of doubt flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, and then he became extremely vigilant. He took out a crystal the size of a human head and poured all the light magic energy into it at the speed of opening a gate. His voice was cold and vicious. came,

"I won't let you escape!"

Then the crystal the size of a human head was suddenly thrown high into the sky by Mu Feng, and then a ball of white light exploded, and the falling light curtain opened like a curtain, enclosing this one-mile radius area.

It can be clearly seen that as the light curtain opens, the scattered snowflakes in this area gradually disappear, and a group of white ink flying in the air becomes extremely obvious.

Bai Mo wanted to leave before the light curtain closed. In his current state, it would be very difficult for him to fight Mu Feng.

But saw it on the ground. The whole body of the Dark Soul Demon Puppet was like a cloud of dark smoke, a ghostly figure, soaring straight up, stained with countless snowflakes, and coming at an extremely fast speed!

A pair of hands completely turned into sharp hooks, and once caught by them, they could scrape off a large piece of flesh and blood.

Bai Mo is now in the state of wind, and his speed is not as fast as the Dark Soul Demon Puppet at this time. Although he has no body, he does not dare to be hit by this fierce tear. Otherwise, you will suffer more serious injuries. This is the same principle as the escape.

"Heavy Light Shield!"

In just an instant, his figure appeared in mid-air, with a pale golden shield rushing in front of the Dark Soul Demon Puppet to block him.

Clang!

There was a sharp explosion, and Bai Mo felt as if his whole body was hit by a truck running at full speed, and an extremely strong impact spread through the shield and down his arms throughout his body.

The whole person flew backwards uncontrollably, and his whole body was numbed by the huge impact. The Dark Soul Demon Puppet's blow was blocked, and the whole person chased in the direction of the flying white ink, a pair of dark souls with a pair of black ink. The bloody and glorious claws tore at Bai Mo's chest again without mercy.

"Void Fantasy Armor!"

In such a short period of time, the elementary and intermediate magics could not help him get out of trouble. In just an instant, a set of gorgeous and majestic silver armor covered his whole body.

"Bang Bang Qiang!!"

One blow after another, the Dark Soul Demon Puppet relied on the shadows cast by the last snowflakes still dancing in the air to hit Bai Mo hard at a speed that was not inferior to flying! He was beaten up and down like a broken sack, looking so embarrassed.

But only graffiti were left on the empty fantasy armor, like chalk across a blackboard.

Mu Feng also discovered that Bai Mo's armored magic equipment seemed to be very high-end. With the strength of the Dark Soul Demon Puppet, it could not even break through the defense. Even though it had a frozen coffin, it was placed above Bai Mo's head at this time.

"Let's see how long your turtle shell can protect you!"

Bai Mo raised his eyebrows. Originally, he wanted to be beaten by the Dark Soul Demon Puppet just like this, delaying the time so that Leng Qing and the others could come. Anyway, his armor could not cause any harm to the little commander, and the shock was not even very strong. .

But now it seems that it is no longer possible, and Mu Feng does not dare to delay.

The large piece of blood-colored ice condensed in the sky was obviously a spiritual species. With the power of high-level magic, if it couldn't kill him, it would be frozen into an ice sculpture!

"Frozen coffin!"

Loud chants came, and there was a sudden roar in the sky, and a giant blood-colored ice coffin suddenly fell towards Bai Mo.

"wind!"

Bai Mo shouted loudly in an instant, and the seven-sided pale white star map surrounded him in an instant, and countless pale white clouds condensed into a pair of huge wind wings. With a slight fanning, long wind marks were drawn, and the icy coffin was dodged. The wind wings flickered and waved, and the strong wind hit the dark soul demon puppet behind, directly beating the figure that wanted to catch up.

Mu Feng, who heard Bai Mo's clear and majestic shout, was a little stunned for a moment, widened his eyes and asked, "You are a man!"

"Clean your dog eyes, I am the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Bai Mo gave a cold shout, dived at a low altitude, and reversed his figure. The wind wings behind him instantly collapsed and solidified beyond steel, like a huge machete, slashing towards Mu Feng's head.

The strong wind blowing against his face brought pain like a knife. Mu Feng's expression suddenly changed, and he had to summon a set of earth-yellow heavy armor.

With a clang, the sharp wind cut open a long gap in Mu Feng's armor. The wind carried the soul-disturbing power of the origin soul wind, which directly caused Mu Feng, a guy with little spiritual power, to lose his painting magic. capabilities, and that’s not the end of it.

Then he saw Bai Mo twisting his body, driving another huge wind-winged sword, and slashing at Mu Feng, who staggered back after being hit by the previous blow, with an even more fierce attitude.

At the same time, the wind pattern ring he wore on his finger flashed with light, and a strange pattern was imprinted on the wings of wind. In an instant, the power of this slash was doubled!

This blow was extremely sharp and fast. Mu Feng knew that his ordinary-quality armored magic weapon could not stop him, but at this time, his soul was disturbed by the power of the attacking spirit contained in the wind-strike slash, but he could not stop it. There is no time to describe magic.

Therefore, he could only turn around desperately and use the dark rock armor to withstand this Ling Feng Slash with one side intact.

clang! !

There was another violent collision and cutting sound, and Mu Feng, who had turned his back, was directly knocked away by this blow, and the psychic attack also followed again.

"Xunjian!"

At this moment, Bai Mo spun around again, and the two wind wings that had partially dissipated were directly under his control. They shot out like two wind swords, and the sound was so fast that the air screamed!

Then he saw two slender wind swords. One pointed forward, pointing directly at Mu Feng, who was flying upside down, and the other backward, hitting the oncoming Dark Soul Demon Puppet!

(End of this chapter)