Chapter 1041 Wang Yan Also Uses a Big Move

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In the huge temple square, Nan Lian summoned the Winter Goddess, who was like a Shikigami. With one move, she froze thousands of miles, freezing the Black Death Demon Army. At a glance, it was all a white ice sculpture.

Especially those gargoyles flying in the air, after stagnating for half a second, they fell like dumplings. When they hit the ground, they exploded into countless fragments like ice sculptures.

That scene was really spectacular to the extreme.

Just this one attack consumed more than half of the Black Death Demon Army's miscellaneous soldiers.

In an instant, the face of the Black Death Demon Lord changed. The power displayed by the Winter Goddess's attack was extremely terrifying. Not to mention that he couldn't use such a large-scale celestial spell now, even if he could barely use it, it would exhaust all his strength.

What's more, celestial spells have always been quite effective against miscellaneous soldiers, but the effect is not obvious against S-level or even A-level strongmen.

"Damn it~ How can the Winter Goddess have such a strong power?" The Black Death Demon Lord roared in his heart. Such a powerful heavenly tribulation could not kill Nan Lian and the Son of Flame, and even did not hurt her. In addition, the Dian Yi Staff actually benefited Nan Lian.

That was a plan he worked hard to come up with. He used the Dian Yi Staff to trap the Winter Goddess, take her as his own, and constantly absorb her spiritual power to restore himself. Unfortunately, everything now has been used to make wedding clothes for others.

It was like a knife cut the heart of the Black Death Demon Lord fiercely.

"Hahaha~" After the attack, the Winter Goddess felt very refreshed, and the phantom was suspended in the air and laughed happily. The power of her big move naturally came from the chaotic power formed after the yin and yang of Nan Lian and Wang Yan combined.

The power of chaos is the original power of all things in the world, and it is also a great tonic for her.

In fact, this is not bad. If everything goes well, it may not take hundreds of years to restore the power of the heyday. At that time, how could this so-called divine weapon, the Diandi Staff, trap her? After showing off her power, especially after seeing the horrified expression of the Black Death Demon Lord, the Winter Goddess had unknowingly accepted the identity of being a weapon spirit and a summoned creature.

If she was only in the state of spirit, how could she exert such a powerful move?

Unfortunately, her recovered strength was still limited. After this exhilarating big move, the power in her body and the Diandi Staff had been completely consumed. Her spirit was also full of fatigue. She had to turn into a phantom and return to the Diandi Staff to recuperate. I'm afraid she won't be able to make another move in a short time.

But before the generals of the Black Death Demon Army could breathe a sigh of relief, a ray of fire swept across the sky.

That was the Son of Flame. He rushed straight into the sky like a backwards meteor, full of momentum and extraordinary dominance.

Sister Nanlian summoned the Winter Goddess to kill more than half of the soldiers with one move, and he, the Son of Flame, was naturally unwilling to lag behind. The man was in mid-air, and when he raised his hand, a simple, mysterious and unpredictable scroll appeared in his palm.

The scroll gave people a sense of oppression, and it was obviously not an ordinary product.

Western magicians like to seal magic in scrolls. Once the seal is torn, the corresponding spells can be released. This prop is very convenient to use. Even people like Wang Yan who have only a superficial understanding of magic can use it with mental power.

Of course, similar props also exist in the East, and they are called talismans.

Wang Yan held the talisman with a slightly distressed expression. Obviously, this is an ancient and extremely valuable scroll that cannot be copied in the current world. One less is one less. This thing was obtained from the great tyrant Saladin.

However, good steel should be used on the blade. The situation is extremely dangerous now. When is it better?

Although he was heartbroken, Wang Yan still gritted his teeth and tore the scroll into pieces. Suddenly, a vast and boundless force burst out, and the surrounding space was also distorted by that force, forming a huge space vortex in the violent rotation.

Wang Yan also understood some space laws, but his ability to control space was nothing compared to the power of this scroll. He couldn't help but be secretly shocked. The earth is indeed a world full of talents.

The person who made this scroll is probably Saladin's ancestor, King Solomon.

Thinking back to the time when King Solomon was so powerful, even the Church of Light and the Dark Council had to avoid him.

As the scroll came out, a huge space vortex formed in the sky. It was like a monster like a cosmic black hole, ferocious and seemed to swallow up the whole world.

"Damn it!"

The Black Death Demon Lord's heart, which had not yet been put down, twitched heavily, and he could not help but curse, "This is a scroll of the Great Teleportation Technique. Even I don't have such a treasure. How can you, the Son of Flame, have it? How can you be willing to use it?"

What made the Black Death Demon Lord even more uneasy was, what on earth was this kid going to send with this scroll of the Great Teleportation Technique? Since the Son of Flame was willing to use such a precious scroll, the thing he summoned would naturally not be second-rate or third-rate garbage.

"Haha, of course, it's something that will kill you." Wang Yan was suspended in the air, surrounded by flames, like a flame war god, especially suspended in front of the huge space vortex, he was even more majestic and powerful.

At the same time.

In a lush and beautiful college near the distant Huahai City.

By the lake, two groups of students were confronting each other.

The leader of one side is an ordinary loser, and the leader of the other side is actually a cute little girl of 11 or 12 years old.

"Zhang Wei, you are too much. Why do you want to bully female classmates?" The cute little girl is naturally the key student An An. She is extremely talented and was taken in as a personal disciple by the corpse Taoist. He was also given a bronze-armored war corpse as a guard.

After this period of time, she has been practicing the Nine Yin Mysterious Corpse Method. Her strength has obviously improved greatly, and her temperament has become outstanding. In front of her delicate body, there stands a two or three-meter-tall, majestic bronze-armored war corpse.

Behind her, there are seven or eight ordinary students, all of whom follow An An's lead.

"An An, don't you understand now?" Zhang Wei, who has an outstanding spatial talent, has also made rapid progress. He is no longer the same as when he first entered school. He folded his hands and said calmly, this world is originally a world of the survival of the fittest. "

"Hmph, anyway, I don't like you bullying others." An An said angrily.

"Then let's fight and see whose fist is harder." Zhang Wei was full of fighting spirit and looked at the bronze-armored corpse provocatively. Recently, Zhang Wei also worshipped a master, but his master was the legendary King of Vile Willy.

Just when the two teams were deadlocked, there was a sudden violent surge under the calm lake.

The eyes of both sides were surprised at first, and then they showed great horror.

This, this, this, how is this possible?

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