Don't be fooled by his aura of a holy magician, he was injured by me, and now he is only at the level of a ground-level magician." At this moment, the imprisoned old man said in a hoarse voice.
Qi Bei's eyes flashed with golden light, and he let out a low roar, which erupted like lightning. The long black sword in his hand suddenly struck out with a golden sword light, hitting the throat of the mummy-like old man.
A metallic clang sounded, and a black light suddenly appeared in the throat of the old mummy, like the hardest diamond, blocking Qi Bei's lightning-like strike.
"Jie Jie Jie"
The mummy old man let out a creepy smile, stretched out his dead tree-like claws, and dozens of black smoke instantly wrapped around Qi Bei, lifting him into the air.
"Even if I am only an earth-level magician, it would be easy to kill you." As he said that, the old mummy waved his withered arm, and Qi Bei immediately flew out and hit the black crystal stone wall hard.
"Poof" Qi Bei spat out a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs spasmed.
This is an earth-level magician, so powerful.
A magician can be considered a real magician only when he reaches the level of a senior magician. At this time, the magician already has a certain degree of defense ability, which can be matched with powerful magic attacks. That is truly terrifying, let alone earth-level magic.
Master.
The old mummified man in front of him was actually a holy dark magician who was at the top of the world. Not to mention that his strength fell to the level of an earth-level magician, even a junior magician could not be manipulated by others.
Qi Bei's strength is almost comparable to that of ordinary king-level warriors, but he is also vulnerable to this old mummified man.
"Contribute your soul and blood essence to restore me to my heavenly strength..." The old mummy waved his staff, and a series of obscure spells spewed out of his mouth at a speed that was unimaginable.
A black light shot out from the skull on the top of the scepter, covering Qi Bei's body who was curled up in a ball.
Suddenly, a huge suction force penetrated into Qi Bei's body, trying to suck out all his blood and essence.
Qi Bei felt that all the blood in his body was trying to get out of his body uncontrollably, his blood vessels began to swell, and veins bulged from all over his body. His handsome face was now covered with bulging veins.
It was like it was crawling with earthworms, and his eyes were bloodshot and angry, looking like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
At the same time, his soul was constantly being pulled outward by a suction force, trying to break free from the shackles of his body.
"Kakaka..." Qi Bei clenched his silver teeth, and the inner strength of Shenlongjue began to run wildly, trying to suppress this strange and huge suction force.
At this time, the black long sword that fell beside Qi Bei began to tremble slightly. Without contact with Qi Bei's body, the information it sent could not enter Qi Bei's mind.
"Such a strong will! However, no matter how hard you struggle, it will be in vain. The old mummy was obviously a little surprised, but he didn't take it too seriously. No matter how strong his will is, he can't resist his soul-eating technique. After all, there is a gap in strength between the two.
It can be described as a natural moat.
The mummified old man chanted another series of spells, and the suction power immediately doubled.
Qi Bei's entire body began to lift off the ground, being sucked into the air by the huge suction force.
Some tiny capillaries began to burst, seeping out of the skin and flying towards the mummified old man.
A gurgling sound came from Qi Bei's throat, and a trace of blood escaped from his mouth.
"Hahaha, little ant, give up your resistance, it will be a quicker death." The old mummy laughed strangely. The stronger Qi Bei's willpower means the stronger his soul, how could he be unhappy?
At this moment, the blood color in Qi Bei's pupils was replaced by gold, and the cooing sound in his throat gradually became deeper. It sounded faintly like the roar of a dragon coming from the distant sky.
Suddenly, the mummified old man suddenly felt that his suction force was frozen, and a frightening aura was emanating from the ghost-like Qi Bei.
"Not good!" The old mummy realized something was wrong, but the power of the soul that he had integrated into the soul-eating technique could not be withdrawn.
And Qi Bei raised his head, the veins on his face began to heal, and he stared at the old mummy with a pair of cold and arrogant golden eyes, as if at this moment, the two people's identities had reversed, and the old mummy was the humble and insignificant ant.
Qi Bei's big hand began to swell instantly, and dense golden scales appeared on it, and the sharp claws shone with cold light, carrying a destructive aura.
"Dragon...dragon's breath..." the mummy old man screamed in horror. The power of his soul was firmly captured. If he wanted to escape, he would have to give it up. Then his strength would drop to that of a king-level magician or even just a high-level magician.
division.
"Death!" Qi Bei shouted coldly, and the dragon's claws emitted golden light and grabbed directly at the heart of the mummified old man.
The old mummified man's pupils shrank, and bursts of black light appeared on his body again.
As soon as the dragon's claw touched the black light, it stagnated slightly, but then the pieces of black light collapsed, and the sharp claws pierced the chest of the mummified old man.
But at this moment, the old mummy trembled, and the power of his soul was forcibly cut off, and a burst of terrifying dark energy exploded instantly.
Air waves rolled in the black crystal chamber, and Qi Bei was blown out.
"Asshole, I want you to die without a burial place." The old mummy roared repeatedly, and the skull of the scepter in his hand filled with a trace of black mist, gradually condensing into a wolf-like shape.
"I offer my soul as a sacrifice..." At this moment, the trapped old man suddenly began to recite a mysterious spell in a strange rhythm. His face was pious and peaceful, but a faint snow-white color appeared on his body.
Holy light.
A mysterious huge rune was formed and suddenly enveloped the mummified old man.
How could Qi Bei miss such an opportunity? He immediately roared wildly, and one of the two huge dragon claws pierced the heart of the mummified old man, and the other pierced his head.
"No..." The mummy old man roared unwillingly, and the wolf-like shadow that had condensed into shape began to dissipate, and the skull scepter fell from mid-air.
Qi Bei took out his dragon claws. One claw held a heart that was still beating lightly, while the other claw pulled out a ball of white brains.
The mummified old man fell down like a ball of rotten flesh, and the traces of invisible energy dissipated from his body were greedily absorbed by the black sword.
Qi Bei twitched the corner of his mouth. Under the two claws, his internal energy had been exhausted. The dragon claws began to return to his hands, and his body also felt extremely weak in an instant.
"My little friend, do you still have the strength to come here?" At this time, the imprisoned old man spoke out.
Qi Bei turned his head and was surprised to see that the old man's body was slowly becoming transparent. He dragged heavy steps and walked to the old man's side. If he hadn't cast a magical spell to capture the mummified old man just now,
I'm afraid he is in danger.
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