"Continue to kill me, they won't leave any armor!"
Lin Fei doesn't care what the people above will think.
Let's talk about it with great pleasure.
As for the people in the Curse Palace, Lin Fei specially arranged it.
No matter what, the Curse Palace will definitely suffer, and at least it will attract some firepower to himself. Lin Fei doesn't believe that those giants and strong men will not hold grudges to the Curse Palace.
Just now, that was a real spell, not a primary spell, but all of them are medium and advanced spells. Only those who are personally disciples from the Curse Palace can practice them.
In the sinkhole passage.
The sword slave and the sword slave occupy the passage, and the magician is assisted behind the back, and the end of the passage almost becomes a fortress.
Unless the giants take action, they can’t come in with those half-step giants.
If there weren't giant treasures, Lin Fei wouldn't mind leaving behind a few half-step giants, it would be a good target for transformation.
Now, I will absorb the original energy all over again.
......
"It's so scary!"
"It's finally safe!"
"They didn't catch up!"
....
Out of the sinkhole passage.
The remaining forces were breathing heavily and breathing a sigh of relief.
The dark entrance to the sinkhole also became the entrance to hell in their eyes. They never thought they would be defeated. After the influence of the spell, they saw their friends, deacons, etc., being rushed up by those sword slaves and sword slaves, and were dismantled from all over, without a complete body.
They didn't want to recall the second time that scene.
I didn't see that some of the half-step giants had been hit by the spell, but were suppressed by treasures and powerful strength. It can be imagined how terrible those people were.
After confirming that there was no danger, the half-step giant did not stay away, but stopped not far from the sinkhole, and at the same time took out the voice transmission treasure and reported the message.
This is not something they can deal with.
There are several half-step giants who are not aware of it for a while and are hit by the spell, which is a terrible sight.
Now I don't have the courage to go in.
.....
"It's so miserable!"
The Demon Nishang couldn't believe it. In just a short time, as many as 70% of the disciples in the Demon Palace died, including elite disciples and some geniuses.
In the face of powerful magic, whether it is an elite disciple or a genius, it becomes fragile.
"We have all fallen, who would have thought that Di Tian was so capable?" The half-step giant of the Heavenly Demon Palace sighed lightly, "Help them suppress the spell first, the most important thing!"
The powerful War Emperor who has a spell in his body can only suppress it with a half-step giant.
Even though they know this is a strategy, the half-step giant has to do it.
......
"Di Tian!"
A roar came.
The voice was filled with endless hatred, and it turned into endless murderous intent.
"A spiritual sense, I have the nerve to act fiercely in front of me!"
Lin Fei laughed loudly and pointed at the void.
"Spell, big cut!"
An arc of the full moon shook by.
"You will, too!"
A bottomless crack was left in the void, and Zhu Wuhuan appeared on the other side of the crack and glared at Di Tian opposite him.
It was because of this Emperor Tian that the Curse Palace stall was in big trouble.
Zhu Wuhuan didn't care about danger and went down to the world himself, just to figure it out clearly.
"What can I do if I can't do it!" Lin Fei smiled and said, "If it weren't for your Curse Palace's inheritance, I wouldn't mind killing all the people in your Curse Palace just now. Your glad curse is in the Curse Palace's inheritance."
Zhu Wuhuan's heart sank, "Di Tian, you are talking nonsense. You just stole the spell from our curse palace and deliberately framed it. You have the nerve to say it!"
If you can become the lord of the palace, how can you not hear the meaning of Zhu Wuhuan? If you admit this, you will not be able to wash it clearly even if you jump into the Yellow River.
Besides, the people above must be paying attention to this.
The ability of giants and powerful people is not that simple.
Lin Fei smiled even more happily and shook his head slightly, "Wrong, I'm wrong, I'm really sad for you. After so many years, the spell is in your hands and it doesn't shine. You still have the nerve to say the inherited spell. I, let you see what the real spell is!"
Lin Fei's aura changed in vain.
"Spell, paralysis!"
"Spell, great prophecy!"
He pointed at Zhu Wuhuan's spiritual phantom.
Zhu Wuhuan's disagreement in his heart, disappeared without a trace, and the nameless crisis from the bottom of his heart shocked him.
"Move!"
"Damn!"
With a bang, Zhu Wuhuan's spiritual consciousness disappeared.
"I can't even stop my spells, so I'm so embarrassed to ask me!" Lin Fei stood with his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky, "Using the original energy to cast the spells, the power is indeed amazing!"
Just now, Lin Fei tried to cast the spell with his original origin.
That's the result!
...........
"It's outrageous!"
In the secret room of the curse palace.
When Zhu Wuhuan opened his eyes, blood flowed out of his mouth and roared.
"Prince Lord, what's going on!"
"Did that little bastard Di Tian surrender?"
In the secret room, the giants are there.
The giants chose to ignore Zhu Wuhuan's roar, which made Zhu Wuhuan very frustrated. Didn't you see this palace bleeding?
"I was unable to kill Di Tian, but he used his spell to kill the divine clone!"
Zhu Wuhuan is worthy of being the palace master, so he briefly explained the following matter on the spot.
"Palace Master, have you made a mistake? Our spells have been passed down for a long time. Is Di Tian's spells more powerful than ours?"
"This shouldn't be!"
"The spells in our spell palace are the authentic spells!"
...
The rest of the people are no longer indifferent.
This is serious.
Although the divine clone is nothing, the two spells killed the divine clone, and the power of the spell can be imagined.
"Maybe~~Di Tian mastered more advanced and mysterious spells in his hands!"
Suddenly, a giant said.
Everyone was silent!
...........
"Is Zhu Wuhuan's spiritual clone killed?"
"A spell paralysis, a spell great prophecy, is it so terrifying?"
"Can Di Tian be the reincarnation of an old antique in the Curse Palace?"
"Only old antiques can be reincarnated, and a spell of this level can be cast."
.....
The giant saint masters who are following are completely unrestrained.
The divine clone is still at the giant level. Even Di Tian, the ten-star war emperor, is not so easy to kill the opponent. Therefore, it is too late to even take action to kill the divine clone of Brah Wuhuan so easily. It can only show one thing: Di Tian has a more terrifying curse in his hands and is more powerful.
This is not good news,
If they can, they really don't want to see this.
This adds unforeseen trouble to them, and it is quite troublesome.
"Di Tian has become a thorn in your heart. With him and his men and horses, our people cannot achieve the original fruit. According to my intention, this son must be killed immediately!" A giant suggested.
"I agree to kill Di Tian!"
"Di Tian has become a high mountain in the space of the God Emperor Mountain. It must be removed!"
.....
The giants soon had an opinion.
Together, descend the divine clone and kill the Emperor Tian.