"Ha ha ha, damn summoner, I'll make your life a living hell!" Imia looks like a maniac, laughing wildly while letting the blood pour onto the strange serpent's blood staff.
After swallowing a lot of blood, the magic of the serpent's blood staff is more and more frightening, and soon, a large black mass of air is condensed around it. From time to time there came a thunderous roar, more frightening than when the demon Bato had been summoned.
"My God, it's suddenly dark, what's the matter?" Looking at the strange serpent blood staff in the hands of Imia, a mercenary was shocked and suddenly found that the sky was getting darker and darker, the sky did not know when the clouds were overcast, as if the night had come in advance.
'Iberis, it's cold! After a sudden cold wind blew, the mercenary's companion shrank his neck and said in horror: "The sky has changed, Imia the bastard has actually caused the sky to change!" Is he going to summon the hairy devils of hell?"
"No, listen to that terrible roar; perhaps not only hairy devils, but even evil gods have been summoned by him!"
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Watching the terrible change, people lost their voices and unconsciously backed away. Last time, Imia summoned a terrible Bato demon with a few drops of blood, and now, in his madness, he directly poured the blood on it, causing such a terrible change, God knows what terrible monster he will summon this time.
People are freaking out, including Temple knight Cruise and masked mage Michelle. Cruz is fully alert, filled with fighting air, the hand of the black iron spear emitted nearly three feet of red light; Michelle clutched her scepter and urgently summoned the nearby papal warriors and mages.
After a few flashes of magic, five fierce warriors and a white-haired old mage appeared beside Michelle. After a few polite words, they all stared hard at the black air that radiated great waves of dark magic in the field, their faces heavy.
"Brother Imia, it seems inappropriate to dance naked in public?" See Yimia dancing loudly and mumbling, Yang Ling pretended to shake his head and said: "It is really hard to defeat directly, I let you go, there is no need to dance naked in public to beg for forgiveness!"
Dancing naked in public?
Hearing Yang Ling say this, people burst into laughter again. As for the Imia who is mumbling, it is a shiver of anger, mouth spouted a blood, and was almost killed by the unfinished spell.
After a few ironic words, seeing the black light growing larger and larger, Yang Ling did not dare to be careless, rolled over to ride on the unicorn, and handily summoned several horned bees out. Imia concentrated on the spell, it is a good time to attack, if even such a good opportunity to pass up, he would be a real fool.
Under the command of Yang Ling, several horned bee beasts roared away, directly at the opposite Imia. Unexpectedly, just when Yang Ling thought he was going to get it, he saw Yimia Shouting, followed by a horrible monster rushed out of the black air mass.
The monster was covered with black scales, nearly a hundred meters long, with a waist thicker than a tractor, and roared loudly as soon as it rushed out. At first glance, it looks like a giant Amazonian python. But the horror is that on the neck of the thickness of the water tank, there are nine triangle heads with fierce eyes, and nine scarlet letters keep rapidly expanding and shrinking, and people's scalps are numb.
"Oh, my God! Hydra!"
Watching the terrifying monster, the mercenary who knew the goods fled in panic. The others saw this, and also fled in fear, lest they should be swallowed alive by the horrible hydra if they slow down one step. All of a sudden, the chickens fly, the dogs jump, the sound of crying father and mother can not be heard.
Generally speaking, a swordsman who cultivates and fights for many years is only equivalent to the strength of a sixth-level warcraft. If you encounter a nine-level warcraft, let alone a master, the junior and intermediate swordsman will not easily block its edge.
It is said that 500 years ago, the famous sword sage Savage and the demon master Bazak met together to hunt the fire Phoenix in the depths of the forest of Tras. As a result, one was killed and the other injured, and Bazak, who escaped by teleportation magic, was only left with his last breath and died a few days later. The horror of the ninth level warcraft can be imagined.
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Level Nine monsters?
People are terrified, hiding in the distance of Meryl is also shocked, did not expect Imia actually summoned this terrible dark warcraft. It seems that the snake demon blood staff is really extraordinary, Imia only rely on their own blood and incomplete incantation to force open the space cracks, the hydra demon summoned out.
"Teacher, it seems that you may have to save the boy yourself!" Shocked, Meryl shook her head. He has just cultivated to the great magician, even if the magic equipment on the body is good, it is not the opponent of the ninth level warcraft.
After the sharp eyes swept back and forth on the hydra demon several times, the old man in black breathed a sigh of relief and said: "This is only a hydra monster of the late eighth stage, and has not advanced to the Hydra demon." However, even so, Yang Ling is absolutely no enemy. Meryl, while I do this, you go ahead and meet me at the temporary station."
More than the Hydra of the late eighth order, the old man in black was worried about the hidden magic waves across the valley. He cast several probing magic, but all failed, which shows that the strength of the other party is definitely not under his own. The site of the sacred dragon Al Pacino is no small matter, and it is estimated that some old monsters who cannot die for thousands of years have also rushed over, and they have to be vigilant at all times to avoid being plotted.
Curling up, the Hydra shrugged off the few ceratophores close by. The first on the right gave a breath of cold, and in an instant froze the two horned bees into ice; The second head spewed out a flame that burned the three horned bee-beasts to ashes; The third head swooped forward and swallowed the other two.
"Ha ha ha, damn summoner, see where you're going this time!"
Seeing the Hydra easily solve his hated horned wasp beast, Imia laughed loudly and shook her body. In order to a snow heart hate, he ignored the family taboo forced the use of the snake blood staff, lost a lot of blood not only vital injury, and even at the cost of ten years of life.
Although the advisor Good tried to dissuade, but Imia still went ahead. He would do anything to kill Yang Ling, to humiliate this damned summoner. Keep it up, he's going crazy.
Under the signal of Imia, Hydra launched a fierce attack on Yangling. Now it spewed a sharp ice pick, now it spewed a jet of fire, now it pounced on it like lightning. Fortunately, the unicorn speed is very fast, Yang Ling was able to escape again and again.
Although the same as the eighth level of warcraft, but the unicorn is obviously a grade worse than the Hydra that is about to advance, whether it is magic or physical attack defense ability, all are at the disadvantage. In the blink of an eye, the unicorn has a few more shocking wounds. Yang Ling also had a hard time, his legs were numb from the cold, but his eyebrows were almost burned.
With great speed, the unicorn dodged and sent out purple lightning bolts as thin as a bowl mouth. After being hit, the hydra could not help but be numb, and did not dare to approach too much after tasting several times. However, as the injury became more and more severe, the unicorn was not only unable to fight back, but also gradually slowed down, and the fierce Hydra became more brave.
The situation is getting worse for Yangling!
"Sister Sophia, what should I do?" See Yangling dangerous again and again, Alice anxious eyes red.
"Alice, it's okay, Yang Ling, he'll be fine!" Sofia, worried and teary-eyed, whispered soothing words to herself.
As a forest elf with a long history, Sophia has heard many stories about Hydra since childhood, and naturally understands its horror. Worried, had to nervously pray to the goddess of nature.
"Iberis, the damned thing, how did he conjure up such a monster?"
"Oh, what a good lad, is that all..."
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Sophia and Alice were worried, and the scattered crowd shook their heads. Some people swear at the wicked Imia, others close their mouths tightly, lest they should say something bad, and be retaliated against by Imia afterwards; Others silently prayed that Yang Ling would be protected by the gods.
No one thinks that Yang Ling can survive in front of the horrible Hydra!
However, when Yimia laughed wildly, when everyone thought Yang Ling would die, the accident suddenly happened again!