Invincible Call of Doomsday

Chapter [-] The Personality of the Troll Clan

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But even this kind of attack power can't do anything to the powerful trolls. The granite-like skin has unimaginable defense power, and the blue color only appears a white mark when it hits it.

Boom, of course the strong troll will not be beaten like this all the time. The strange language is chanted in the huge mouth, which is different from the human chanting, but it has a special rhythm. The sky and the earth dance with the fluctuation of the sound. A stone arm so huge that it could cover the sky emerged from the ground and blasted towards the middle-aged strong man.

"Sixth-order magic, Tianshi Hand!" A heavy voice spit out from the troll's mouth.

Wow, facing the thundering stone hand, a scroll appeared in the middle-aged man's hand and waved towards the sky.

"Sixth-order magic, the protection of light!" The ruddy brilliance came from the sky, blocking the front of the giant hand, boom, a deafening sound sounded, and the space was shaken by the bombardment, but the light Shelter is still solid.

"The fluctuations are strange!" Mu Ruyan looked at the shelter of light and said, her tone was so weird.

"Strange?" Li Qingcang turned his head and asked in doubt.

"Well, this light element doesn't seem to be pure!" Mu Ruyan said in a slightly thoughtful voice.

After what Mu Ruyan said, Li Qingcang also thought about it. It seems that the elements of the strong in this world are not so pure, and the way of singing is also slightly different. I always feel that the magic spells in the inheritance are longer. , I don't know why!

Of course, no matter what Li Qingcang and the others are talking about, the two strong men will not care. Of course, they don't know that someone is observing them. Such perception is undoubtedly extremely difficult.

Undoubtedly, this kind of battle is beyond Li Qingcang's imagination. It's not that the power is too great, but because of the different ways of fighting. A magician in this world is a magician. Even an evolutionary magician is still frail and scary. The war is simply exhausting. Obviously trolls are better at close combat, but the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi is unwilling to get close.

As an evolutionary who survived the end of the world, whether it is a summoner, a magician, or even a person with special abilities, they all have a strong body, and their melee combat is no less than that of a warrior. Li Qingcang is one of them. Qingcang's own strength is also frighteningly powerful.

Facing such a powerhouse who had evolved into a sixth-level king, Li Qingcang wanted to escape, but they had no choice but to use all their strength to injure such a powerhouse.

"Fifth-level magic, wind entanglement!" Wisps of cyan swept towards the troll. This kind of wind seems gentle, but its destructive power has nothing to do with gentleness.

The space was cut with a trace of traces, as if it had been scratched by a knife.

"Roar! Despicable human!" A deafening roar sounded, being bombarded so continuously, anyone would get angry, let alone a troll who has always had a bad temper.

Boom, the huge mace hit the wind, and there was a piercing and sharp friction sound.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi curled his lips in disdain, despicable?Do you want me to be a magician to fight you hand to hand?

Obscure and lengthy incantations spit out from the mouth of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi continuously, and the lingering wind mass scattered and bombarded the troll. Looking at the blood that had emerged from the troll, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi showed joy. In this way, the troll must be exhausted to death, even if it is not exhausted, it can be repelled. Then these treasures are all his own.

But this middle-aged man in Tsing Yi is undoubtedly very unfamiliar with trolls, so unfamiliar that he doesn't even know the nature of the trolls. If it weren't for the information in the inheritance, Li Qingcang might also know nothing about trolls.

All members of the troll clan have one thing in common, that is, one tendon, to what extent is one tendon?Once you decide to do something, you will definitely do it, even if it is death, you must complete it, especially when you are angered.

Look at that troll's red skin, you have to be careful, because that one-sided problem has already committed!

A deafening roar sounded, not so much a roar, but a curse that came out of the roar.

"Third-level magic: stone skin!" There was a crackling sound, and as the roar fell, the stone emerged from the troll's body, and there was a golden color in it.

"Heh, what's the use of third-order magic?" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi let out a smirk. Could it be that this big, stupid man was beaten into a fool. For alien races, in the eyes of humans, they are all beasts without wisdom, but is it really the case?

Boom, with a roar, the troll's entire body slammed into the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, and the sound of piercing through the air was harsh.

Hum, for such an impact, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi just waved his hand, forming a [-]-meter-long solid wind blade: "Second-level magic, wind blade!" In the hands of a sixth-level king-level powerhouse, any level of magic They all have extraordinary attack power. Naturally, this kind of attack is not for seriously injuring the troll. Of course, if you want to seriously injure, you don't have this attack power, but you can still do it if you want to repel it.

Boom, the wind blade hit the stone muscle, cutting off the defense directly, even blood marks appeared on the troll's body. With a smile, his whole body smashed the wind blade away without dodging or evading, and the scattered golden blood was proving the madness of the troll clan.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi never thought that such a thing would happen. For a sixth-rank king-level powerhouse, such an attack can be avoided with just a dodge, but this troll is not willing to waste such a little time, and directly hits come over.

Boom, the cyan's defense was torn apart by the troll, and the huge and ferocious mouth bit at the middle-aged man in tsing-yi, puff, even if the middle-aged man in tsing-yi dodged, an arm was still torn off, golden blood spattered Sky.

The troll's angry face finally faded a little, and there was a sound of chewing, and the torn arm was like a small bone in the troll's mouth, and the bite was crisp.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi waved his arm, and the blood mouth was closed, and the golden blood floating in the air was sucked into his body again. Watching the scene of the troll biting his arm was also quite unpleasant. Although the arm was broken, only It will take a few days to return to normal, but it is still so uncomfortable to see my arm being eaten.