Chapter 694 Abyss Sorcerer Salamo

Looking at the pile of meat mountains in front of him, Song Jian frowned. Such a monster can't even arouse the desire to fight, and he doesn't want to approach it at all.

However, when he heard the seam monster constantly shouting his name, Song Jian suddenly thought of one of his skills, the shackle mark;

As long as you know the target's real name and obtain the target's flesh and blood, you can use the shackle mark to directly destroy the opponent's soul;

"Curaso Modo, I like this name." Song Jian smiled slightly, waved his long sword, and slashed at the suture monster's body. Before the other party could react, he cut off a piece of flesh and blood that gave off a stench. ;

roar~

The Stitching Monster's sense of touch seemed to be very dull. When Song Jian withdrew, the Stitching Monster felt the pain and let out a roar. From his big mouth full of fangs, he sprayed a thick green venom towards Song Jian;

Song Jian hurriedly dodged, and the venom splashed on the floor where he was standing before.

chi chi chi~

Gray bubbles appeared on the floor, corrosive venom, constantly eroding, but because of the special properties of the Undead Tower, there was always a layer of invisible mysterious power offsetting the corrosive power of this pool of venom, on the floor. There were bursts of ripples that spread around;

"Idiot, didn't I tell you that such corrosive venom is not allowed in the Tower of the Undead!" Salamo's angry voice sounded in the hall;

"Curaso Modo feels pain, I want to eat him, eat him!" The limbs on the suture monster kept waving, venting their anger, and the huge body squirmed towards Song Jian;

"Curaçao Modo..." Song Jian began to display the shackle mark, and a black flame burned on the surface of the flesh and blood in his hand. This was pure abyssal magic flame, exuding a strong power of the abyss;

"The smell of the abyss, this is the magic flame of the abyss, damn, human, why do you have this power that doesn't belong to you!" Salamo seemed to be able to check the situation in the entire hall at any time, and saw the burning in Song Jian's hands Black flame, roared in surprise;

Song Jian turned a deaf ear to Salamo's roar, and still chanted the incantation in a low voice;

"Cited by its real name, based on its flesh and blood, shackles mark, mark!"

boom!

The abyss magic flame blazed, quickly burning the flesh and blood in Song Jian's hand, and then condensed a strange abyss rune, which flew towards the stitched monster;

chi chi~

On the body of the Stitching Monster, a blooming black lotus bloomed with dazzling light, and the Stitching Monster suddenly made a shrill roar, and the huge body rolled out of control on the floor. The bloodstains seemed to be about to collapse soon.

"What the hell did you do to it!" Salamo roared, but now it can only watch but can't do anything, and can't cause any harm to Song Jian.

"Imprint, it hurts!" Song Jian shouted in a low voice, looking at the suture monster rolling over and over on the floor;

roar~

A shrill roar emanated from the mouth of the suture monster, and the three huge eyes began to bleed, and the invisible sutures that had been fused to the body also began to slowly seep blood, and the huge body seemed to collapse in the next moment;

"It looks like the imprint is in effect!" A smile appeared on the corner of Song Jian's mouth, and he shouted directly, "The imprint, destroy it!"

The roar of the Stitching Monster suddenly stopped, and the huge body actually rebounded like a fish, and then fell heavily to the ground. The entire undead tower trembled slightly, as if an earthquake.

ho ho~

The sound made by the suture monster is like a traveler who has walked in the desert for more than ten days without drinking a drop of water. The sound is full of anxiety and death;

A little bit of thin light floated out from the Stitcher's body and slowly dissipated in mid-air. With the overflow of the light spots, the Stitcher's body also began to slowly stiffen, and the qi and blood values ​​were visible to the naked eye. the speed is rapidly decreasing;

Without the soul, there is no need for the body to exist, even if it is an undead monster, it can have no flesh and blood, but it must have a soul to continue to survive;

It didn't take long for Song Jian to sense that the imprint of the shackles had lost contact with him, which meant that the powerful suture monster in front of him was completely dead.

In fact, this is exactly the case. At this time, the suture monster has blood-colored suture lines on the surface, and all the fused beast limbs have all rotted and collapsed. In just a few seconds, the entire suture monster body is exuding. a strong cadaverous smell;

"It looks like it won't be able to live here without a dozen cleanings," Song Jian said in a low voice, covering his mouth and nose and rushing towards the revolving stone staircase that had already appeared;

The fourth, fifth, and sixth floors are all powerful monsters with first-order combat power, but the names and attributes of these monsters are clearly displayed on the top of their heads, and they are all flesh and blood creatures, just After a simple fight, Song Jian obtained the opponent's flesh and blood, and then used the shackle mark to kill them all;

"Damn, what is this method, why is it full of abyss, but I have never seen it!" Salamo roared, with a look of fear in his eyes.

It doesn't know what the shackle mark is, but instinctively feels fear. Even it does not want Song Jian to release such a terrifying skill on itself.

"Do you really want to run away, like a lost dog!" Salamore whispered to himself: "No, no, I have already escaped once, and I don't want to run again, I don't believe it, so powerful Terrifying skills, he will pay no price!"

rumbling~

The stone gate on the seventh floor of the Tower of the Dead slowly opened, and Salamo finally faced Song Jian;

"Are you using that to control the entire tower of the dead?" After Song Jian came up, his eyes first fell on the stone platform beside Salamo. The black crystal was really eye-catching.

"Do you think you're sure to win? It's just your weird skills!" Salamo roared, the black cloak on his body moved without wind, and the whole person slowly floated up;

"The abyss wizard Salamore." Song Jian asked with a relaxed expression: "By the way, is Salamore your real name?"

"Salamo is my name, but not my surname. I am a Mordo from the Abyss..." A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Salamo's mind, and he immediately shut his mouth, his eyes flashing with excitement, and he laughed : "Hahaha, do you have to know the opponent's real name to use your previous skill? Hahaha, I won't tell you my real name, your terrifying skill can no longer be used on me!"

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