The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 223 Appearing, After the End 1

Violent deathly evil energy rose into the sky, forming a gray mist that dimmed the setting sun by three points.

Zhu Mingyao was already calculating in his mind, and a wisp of sound was sent into the ears of his companions.

"Everyone, turn around and run away from the walled city on the coast!"

The deeper you go into the island, the stronger the weakening effect will be. Coupled with the constraints on floating and high-speed movement, it is difficult to escape pursuit. When there are powerful enemies watching in the dark, if you are surrounded by a large number of undead creatures, I'm afraid the outcome will be dire, but it will be easier if we get to the seaside area - there are no rules and regulations there.

What's even better is that the Walled City, as the main gateway to and from Skull Island, is also the node of the secret realm's spiritual energy. Arranging some means and relying on geographical advantages to fight can get twice the result with half the effort.

Everyone either closed the tall stone gate of the walled city and stood alone, or they slapped their butts and flew to the sea. Except for a group of ghosts, the remaining enemies could only stare. When the time came, they would fight if they wanted to, or leave if they wanted!

At this moment, the expressions of several people changed and they all looked back.

With their keen sense of crisis, they all sensed a sign of extreme danger.

It was as if sharp steel needles were hanging on the eyelids, causing a trace of phantom pain. It was also as if someone had suddenly stuffed a lump of ice into his heart, causing all the muscles in his body to twitch.

As if they had detected something, the undead army turned around, and a dozen hazy black and gray mist tangled and merged, converging into a smoke column twenty to thirty meters thick, avoiding air restrictions and clinging to the treetops of the jungle, like The poisonous dragon python is rolling towards here.

"Come on!"

Amid the exclamation, a faint light inside the smoke column rapidly expanded, turning into a long twisted black shadow, roaring through the mist and suddenly rushing out.

Where the black shadow was pointing was a group of people fleeing with all their strength, and they had obviously locked onto their target.

The branches and leaves on the tree branches along its path instantly turned into withered yellow and crumbs, flying like snowflakes, showing its ferocious power!

"You take the wounded and retreat first! I'll block him!" Zhu Mingyao shouted in a deep voice, turned around and flew forward to meet them.

In view of the fact that Bai Ziyuan and the knight Gavin in the temporary team were injured, the remaining two little witches were purely spellcasters and were not good at melee combat. Sam, the demon hunter, was short-legged in melee combat, but his mobility was too poor. Once surrounded, he would It was difficult to escape, and he had to intervene due to both emotion and reason.

Everyone is a clear-minded person who understands the current situation. There is no fool in the middle two comics who insists on staying behind to challenge together. He takes the priest knight thrown by the Yaksha ghost general and summons a few elemental creatures to chat. After helping out, he hurriedly left the stage.

Standing on a thick branch, he raised his peach stick and struck it on the tall larch tree at his feet. Zhu Mingyao's eyes were filled with gleaming light, and he shouted loudly with one hand in seal:

"God Lord Meng Zhang, the blue dragon in the sky of the East, retreats ten thousand troops, as urgent as a law or order!"

As soon as the spell came out, the dense green jungle below immediately started to sway and dance with branches and leaves. Countless plants floated into the air, intertwined with a stream of green Qi of Jiayi wood, and instantly formed a green dragon with vines as its body and leaves as scales. It opened its teeth and danced its claws. Pounced towards the black shadow.

Both sides were extremely fast, and they collided in the blink of an eye!

The dragon that was still menacing just now turned out to be a silver-like wax spear head. When the two sides touched, it immediately spread out like branches thrown into a wood chipper, turning into a piece of sap powder, revealing a clear light spell inside and exploded!

[Dragon Transformation Curse] is just the outer shell, the real killing move is inside [Qinglong Mengzhang Shenjun Curse]!

The method of hiding the curse within the curse was a technique he learned after he upgraded the [Maoshan Miscellaneous Yang Talisman Sutra] to LV5. Most enemies he meets for the first time will have difficulty guarding against it.

The clear light was cut like layers of swords, bursting out with colorful lights, cutting off all the defensive spells that distorted the black shadow, and brought it out of its original form. It was a ferocious flying snake more than ten meters long with colorful ribs and fleshy wings. A young man with black hair and a surprised expression was sitting on it, holding a short black staff.

"It's a very interesting little trick..." The young man praised it with his hands in his hands, looking like he admired it very much.

"If you don't want to continue using this identity and have no choice but to kill all the witnesses, I am still willing to mercifully grant my blessing and turn a young man with potential like you into a dependent."

Not interested in his pretentious words, Zhu Mingyao just stood on the branch and looked at him coldly.

The young man frowned slightly, and a wisp of ink line swept across the opponent's figure, turning it into two pieces of burning yellow paper. The long tail of the flying snake under the seat swung, blocking the silver-white sword light emerging from behind, and the infinite black energy condensed into the backhand. The giant palm was like a mountain pressing down.

Zhu Mingyao's figure was forced out of the void, and he transformed into eight clones. Each of them held up an apricot-yellow wooden plaque carved in the shape of eight trigrams, and took a photo around the flying snake from a distance:

Henry Zhen from the Qianyuan Dynasty is full of energy and nourishment.

The ridge water surges with waves, leaving the fire to drive the flame wheel,

Gen Mountain seals the ghost road, Kun Tu suppresses the gate of the underworld,

The thunder extinguishes evil spirits, the Sunda wind disperses the evil roots,

When we enter the palace, the gods succumb to the demonic atmosphere!

The eight-sided wooden plaques faced each other in pairs, and the golden-lacquered talismans emitted streaks of yellow light, intertwined with each other, and quickly formed a cage.

He used 70% to 80% of his skill in the Qinglong Mengzhang Divine Curse just now, and only peeled off a few layers of the enemy's protective spells, but he was not injured at all. Zhu Mingyao knew that the young man's strength was far above his own. At the moment, I made up my mind to avoid its sharp edges and focus on entanglement and delay.

But even though he tried his best to show leniency to the enemy, he still underestimated the opponent.

"Humph, what a ridiculous trick!"

In response to the taunting sound, a lifeless and violent storm emerged out of thin air, carrying thousands of gray-black thunders sweeping across all directions, tearing apart the light network cage with ease, and drowning all the eight clones.

Thunder composed purely of negative energy struck like rain, and the plants and animals that were hit immediately rotted into dregs. All existence within a few dozen meters was immediately swept away, and dust full of decay was floating everywhere, filled with The dense jungle full of vitality seemed to have turned into an ancient tomb in the mountains haunted by ghosts in the blink of an eye!

He held the remains of a piece of mahogany Bagua card between his two fingers. Zhu Mingyao's figure turned out from behind the big tree in the distance, looked at the fragment in his hand, and looked very ugly.

The Bagua Demon Subduing Formation was broken with a snap of a finger, and before he could feel sorry for the scrapped magic weapon, his brain suddenly became excited, and his body sank suddenly, just in time to avoid a sword that appeared out of thin air, with a dark light like a sword carved from ink jade!

Even if he hid in time, the protective golden armor charm that was rubbed off his body still opened a big hole, and it took a while to slowly close up!

The blow missed, and the big sword floating in the air turned around and slashed across the waist again. The sword edge swept across, and the thick spruce trees broke apart in response. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, showing the sharpness of the magic sword.

Zhu Mingyao's sleeves shook, and the silver-white sword light snake sprang out to resist the pursuing vicious weapons. A white light and a black energy suddenly separated and merged, like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing. The swords of Qingyue clashed with each other continuously, and suddenly there was a clanging fight. Killed dozens of moves.

It is obviously a broad-edged heavy sword with a length of five feet, but it is as light as a phantom. When attacking, it is as fast as lightning, and it can cut iron like mud. The evil energy attached to it can penetrate defensive spells. If it weren't for his cultivation level, It is strong enough, and the quality of the sword pills is also excellent. This violent attack alone can chop most of the extraordinary people under the innate realm into pulp!

Spotting the flaw, the sword light surged like a rainbow and knocked the magic sword away. Zhu Mingyao took the opportunity to tap his toes one after another and dodged a hundred meters in one breath. He jumped onto a tall bamboo and floated slowly towards him. The flying snakes distanced themselves.

"How about... Oriental Warlocks, how does my sword compare to your [Flying Sword]?"

The black-haired young man lowered his mount and said proudly.

(End of this chapter)