Chapter 542: Dark Moon Spirit

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The body hit the hard rock again and again, and healed himself, filled the blood bottle, and recovered his blood nearly everything. Fortunately, Chi You's body of Wushuangjie increased the speed of blood recovery by 200%, and the cloak of the ruler The special effect of Mufeng also has a 2% blood recovery effect per second, which barely lasted for 15 seconds!

Seeing that the qi and blood were about to bottom out, he hurriedly undid the connection with the dragon's beard hook, "swiped" his body and flew out, breaking away from Ling Han's restraint!

"Boom!"

The body fell on the rock like a cannonball, and rolled out along the broken rock. The sharp rock pierced the body in pain, and hit Liushuang's body between the rocks with a "bang", and brought her to hit the huge rock on the mountain together. On the top, the blood from the corner of my mouth splashed on the frosty white cloak. After it settled down, my blood was only 400+!

"Ahem..."

Coughing violently, blood splashed out from the corner of my mouth, I just felt weak all over, this time I couldn't summon any strength because of the serious injury, just sat there so slumped, powerless.

Liu Shuang leaned on my arms, looked at the injuries all over my body, tears flowed down uncontrollably, leaned his blood-stained face against my neck, and cried softly: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I shouldn't let you If you join Dragon City, you won't be hurt like this, and you won't have to face such terrifying enemies..."

I couldn't help laughing, and said in a weak voice: "What are you talking about? Since the day I joined Dragon City, I have never regretted it..."

"But……"

Tears rolled down her beautiful face, Liushuang looked at me, and said weakly: "You could have been like those adventurers, happily doing some simple tasks of hunting elks and catching bandits in Bahuang City. You will definitely become an excellent adventurer, you don’t need to stand in this terrible foreign land, you don’t have to face those cruel strange monsters, you don’t have to face death every moment..."

I looked at Liu Shuang and smiled slightly: "However, if I hadn't met you, I might never have seen what real power looks like, let alone master those powers, and I'm a restless guy, I don't I will be an adventurer honestly, I love to cause trouble, I love to fight against injustices, without a powerful mentor like you, who will take care of the aftermath for me..."

Liu Shuang couldn't help but burst out laughing, but tears also fell together: "Don't say it, don't say it, we might all die here today..."

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At the foot of the mountain, Su Ke held the battle axe, picked up Dallin's injured body in one hand, led a group of Dragon City soldiers up the mountain again, and roared: "Master Liushuang, we are back again..."

Liu Shuang leaned against me, looked at the crowd from a distance, and said softly: "I know, hurry up... hold Hell War Song...Master Luo Lin...he is about to approach despair...Also, Su Ke Why did you bring up the badly injured Darling?"

Su Ke's face was serious: "Dragon City warriors are all brothers, we are in the same spirit, regardless of each other, today may be the last battle of Dragon City, so I can't let Darlin live alone under the mountain, take him Come up, die, we brothers die together..."

Immediately, the fainted Dahlin suddenly swung his arm and hit Su Ke on the face with a "slap", and a voice came faintly: "NMB, thank you so much..."

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At this moment, at the center of the mountain range, finally, Luo Lin stood up, stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of despair, trembling all over, a bloody light enveloped the whole body, the blood was almost about to burst, Luo Lin gritted his teeth and let out pain Howled, the battle robe flew up behind him, and the whole earth trembled!

"brush!"

A ray of light shot up into the sky centered on the artifact Despair, and the shock wave swayed around, and Liushuang and I were also swept away. We opened our eyes desperately, and finally found that Luo Lin's body began to straighten. It seemed that Despair was quickly healing him. The broken body and the wound on the chest are healing at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.

"King Luo Lin is desperate to get the artifact! King Luo Lin is desperate to get the artifact!" Su Ke cheered while holding his battle axe.

A group of Dragon City soldiers also shouted: "Long live King Luo Lin! Long live King Luo Lin!"

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However, at this moment, Ling Han raised the corner of his mouth and gave a disdainful smile, saying: "A dead dog, even if it has gained despair, so what? The power of a divine weapon lies in the person who masters it. How can a person with a body be able to control the ultimate artifact of despair? Hahaha, how about letting Lao Tzu's bad luck teach me how powerful despair is?"

When the light faded away, Luo Lin stood quietly in the ruins with desperation, slowly raised his head, and said, "As you wish!"

"Snapped!"

The gravel splashed, and Luo Lin suddenly rushed towards Ling Han, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed with a condescending volley!

Ling Han didn't speak, he raised the sickle with both hands, and used the handle of the sickle to block the desperate attack!

"Boom!"

There was a deafening sound, and a whole piece of rock ground collapsed directly, and an energy storm erupted at the part where the two magic soldiers collided, and the whole piece of rock was directly evaporated!

Standing above a bowl-shaped groove in the air, Ling Han stepped back tens of meters, and the corner of his mouth raised: "It looks pretty good, but with only this strength, I'm still going to die!"

His arms trembled slightly, and Ling Han finally started to get serious, one after another hell runes were spinning around his arms, blessed with bad luck, his face became even more ferocious, he raised his scythe with both hands, and said with a quack laugh: "Come on, Let me write a 'Song of the Frost Night'!"

"flood!"

The blood red color rushed towards the sickle, Ling Han's body seemed to be transformed into a much larger one, the sickle swept through the air, and three consecutive attacks of "swipe" attacked Luo Lin, and Luo Lin had no choice but to block it with despair !

"Keng Keng Keng..."

The flames shot up into the sky, as if the entire mountain was about to disintegrate, the cyclone flew, and when the dust settled, it was found that Ling Han was already standing proudly in the air, while Luo Lin fell into the broken rocks with his sword in a state of embarrassment, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth again After all, the disparity in strength between the two sides is relatively large. Even if Luo Lin has gained despair, he still cannot defeat the opponent.

There was a contemptuous smile on the corner of Ling Han's mouth: "Luo Lin, have you seen it? Even if I have a divine weapon, I can still easily crush you. After all, you are not worthy of using despair at all. Come on, give despair to me." Me, I can consider giving you a whole corpse!"

Luo Lin gripped the long sword tightly: "Dream!"

"This is your courting death!"

Ling Han raised his arms, one after another death power gathered in his palm, and suddenly there was another throwing attack, and there was a "boom" immediately. Luo Lin was enveloped by the cyclone storm, and the armor all over his body was chopped into pieces. He couldn't help but howl in pain, but He still didn't let go of his hopeless hand, he was fighting hard, unwilling to give up the low chance of victory. In fact, as long as Luo Lin dies, all of us here can only die once.

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After the raging, Ling Han stood proudly in the air with a smile on his lips, while Luo Lin knelt down in a pile of ruins, the despair in his hand became a little dimmed, Ling Han smiled and said: "See, the ultimate artifact , and also become weak because of the master's waste, Luo Lin, you pampered waste really can't control despair, bring it, hahaha..."

Luo Lin raised his head, his eyes were serious: "Dream!"

"Stubborn!"

Ling Han suddenly raised his sickle, the ground trembled, and death forces came out from the depths of the ground and gathered on the sickle. It seemed that this hell song was about to launch a unique move. Lin Waner, Li Mu, Yanzhao Wushuang, and I Feng Han and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, everyone was mentally prepared, we might all be buried here!

"It's over..." Piao Miao Yunyan clenched her fists tightly.

Han Beisong gritted his teeth: "It looks like we are going to kneel..."

Whose blue-faced MM pointed to the west and said, "Look, there is something dark in the sky, approaching quickly..."

Everyone looked over together, and sure enough, from the west direction, dark flying objects were approaching rapidly.

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"Um?"

Ling Han couldn't help frowning, and said: "I don't seem to be summoned to fight. Why did these sword spirit cavalry come here? Could it be...there are new orders from above?"

A few seconds later, a large group of flying cavalry arrived, all of whom were riding dark flying dragons. The body of the flying dragon was wrapped in iron armor, and all the cavalry were wrapped in fine armor, with heavy swords in their hands, and only their cold eyes were exposed——

Sword spirit cavalry, level 7 strange monster, this is a super advanced monster with abilities that we can't imagine!

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Yanzhao Wushuang was shocked, gritted his teeth, the hand holding the sword trembled a little, and tremblingly said: "CNM...even level 7 strange monsters are here, is this mission going to toss us to death? MLGBD, this is simply It's not an SSS-level mission, it's a mission that will kill as many people as possible, this setting is simply ruthless..."

Jian Fenghan also looked frustrated: "This task...it seems that we didn't want us to complete it at all..."

I recovered to full blood under Fu Shui Nannan's treatment, helped Liu Shuang to stand up, looked at a group of sword spirit cavalry from a distance, Liu Shuang's beautiful eyes showed surprise, and said softly: "The legendary sword spirit Cavalry, this is what it looks like, these cavalry are high-level warriors who guard the holy sword in the territory of strange demons, and the flying dragons they ride are the fastest lineage of dragons..."

I said, "Can we beat it?"

Liu Shuang shook his head: "It is recorded in the annals that when encountering sword spirit cavalry, the most sensible way is to run away, otherwise you will surely die..."

I:"……"

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At this moment, a sword spirit cavalryman with a military rank insignia on his shoulder drove the flying dragon forward, and respectfully said to Ling Han: "Master Hell Warsong, we are ordered to invite you to go back and defend against the enemy!"

"Defend the enemy?" Ling Han said indifferently: "What kind of enemy asked you to invite me?"

The sword spirit cavalry said hoarsely: "It's the enemy in the southwest of the lair, the witches from the territory of the dark moon spirit!"

"Damn it!"

Ling Han clenched his iron fist: "I must eradicate this group of sluts in my lifetime, go, come back with me!"

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As he said that, Ling Han glanced back at Luo Lin deeply, and said with a sneer, "You are lucky this time, but remember, your life belongs to me, Ling Han, and my despair is also mine. Just wait, hit me!" Retire the Dark Moon Spirit, it means your death is coming, no matter where you are, I will come to take your head!"