Gamers Are Fierce

Chapter 740: Black mud

boom!

The Catastrophe Setting Sun Golem raised its arms and erupted a crimson light cannon, which hit the scary old man’s back.

It staggered and fell forward two steps, the bag in his hand was a little bit different, and it passed by Bai Hao's ear.

Wanli Sealing Knife stepped out in one step, dragging the afterimage, crossing the small half of the corridor,

The dragon sword in his hand was gleaming, slashing towards the back of the terrifying old man.

The dragon sword slashed on the back covered with black oily liquid,

Easily penetrated the past without encountering any obstacles,

There was no imaginary collision of gold and iron.

this is...

Wanli Fengshou's neck was inexplicably tingling, and he suddenly stopped swinging his sword.

The aura that belonged to the swordsman spilled out, allowing him to see half of the sword blade extended on the left back wall covered with black mud.

Only ten centimeters away can stab Wanli Fengdao himself.

Has the terrifying old man's shuttle ability spread to the black mud on the body surface?

Any attack focused on the black mud will be teleported and transferred,

Counterattack the attacker?

No, not right,

The beam of light blasted by the mechanical golem just hit the back of the terrifying old man, causing it to stagger and fall forward.

Did not pass through the black mud on the walls on both sides of the middle of the corridor,

Bombard in the opposite direction towards the players in the King Kong circle.

Moreover, if the opponent can absorb 100% of the energy attack, he should stand still, motionless, and not fall.

Wanli Fengdao’s brain runs at full speed,

Either the horrible old man can’t transfer the energy attack that has no entity,

Either the beam of light blasted by the mechanical golem has too high an energy level, which prevents the opponent from fully absorbing it.

Either way, it means that the old man of terror is by no means without weakness.

That being the case...

Wanli Fengdao held his breath, and quickly drew the Dragon Slashing Sword from the belly of the terrifying old man.

[Skill Name: Warm Rain, Clear Wind, First Break Freeze]

【Type: Psionic】

【Special effects: warm rain and sunny breeze. Using a sword-shaped weapon, swing a straight-line energy blade towards the front. The air blade will continue to absorb surrounding energy until it hits the physical matter]

[Consumption: 400 physical stamina, 400 spiritual power]

[Cooling time: 10 minutes]

【Conditions of use: General Swordsmanship level reaches the intermediate level. In the Sky Arena, use sword-shaped weapons to advance to the 20th floor]

[Remarks: Chu Jiaohe, the sword sage of Guanjiangkou, practiced sword at the age of three. He was born ten years old, a master at twenty, and an invincible hand at thirty. He lamented that the world is fickle, natural disasters, and dangerous. He volunteered to serve in the court and took up the post of Sikong Buyu. He used his majestic sword energy to cut cumulus clouds in the sky, regulate climate change in all corners of the world, and rescue disasters. There are countless lives. Respect and love for the people of the world, erect temples to worship】

At the moment when Wanli Fengdao swung the Dragon Slashing Sword,

The wind in the corridor moved.

A huge amount of air swept in, sucking around the Dragon Slashing Sword,

The howling wind compressed into a thin blue light,

Following the trajectory of the sword blade, it slowly flew forward to the back of the rotting old creature.

The sword-like horror used by the sword saint of Guanjiangkou to cut high-altitude rain clouds is as horrible,

Even if it is used in a confined corridor, there is not enough space for display,

It still contains terrifying energy that amazes the players present.

The scary old man seemed to feel this too,

It doesn’t care to turn around and fight back,

The black oily liquid gushing crazily under the feet, the whole ground is sunken,

The old man with horror quickly fell.

"Want to run?"

Li Ang stepped on the carpet to form rippled marks, and rushed forward. The vines containing supernatural power bound the terrifying old man’s body and wrist, making it impossible to fall.

The Black Sage who came out of the Diamond Circle together,

I also used a snake-shaped short blade to cut a reverse cross wound on my chest,

Through the transfer of damage, reverse cross trauma appears on the chest of the old man of terror.

At this time, Bai Haozheng has established his footing.

The back of his neck was stabbing, as if he could still feel the deep evil contained in the cloth bag in the hands of the terrifying old man,

If you are caught in a bag, everything will rest.

The strong sense of sight lingered in his mind, Bai Hao was calm, his fingers pressed back and forth on the hilt, creating a rope-like beam.

Cooperate with the vines containing divine power to block the fall of decaying old creatures.

With the cooperation of the three players,

The cyan energy air blade has finally accumulated,

Accelerated suddenly,

Toward the chest of the terrifying old man, cutting diagonally away.

呲——

The body and head of the scary old man were divided into two halves,

The black oil droplets scattered all over, blocked by the semi-solid light curtain that Bai Hao was preparing in advance.

The remaining oil droplets were also blocked by Li Ang with plant vines.

The corrosive ability of black ink is much stronger than yesterday.

It has been able to dissolve the vines soaked with divine power.

Li Ang looked at the two horrifying old halves who had melted and disappeared rapidly, and remained silent.

As the two halves of the scary old man merged into the ground, the black oily object in the corridor disappeared.

The spirit guards floating at the ends of the corridor also changed from the red spherical fog to blue, and then returned to a transparent state and disappeared.

Bai Hao took a long sigh of relief and looked at Hei Shengzi and nodded, "You may be right, it may be better to live on the 11th floor."

Hei Shengzi was silent and didn't say anything. He scratched his chest with the handle of a serpentine short blade to smooth the scar.

During the day, players discuss which floor they should be stationed on at night. Hei Shengzi recommends living on the 11th or 10th floor.

The detection range is wider, and it can monitor movement upstairs or downstairs.

It's just that other players think that they have to beware of things that pop up in rooms 1108 and 1008 if they live on the 11th and 10th floors, and they rejected this suggestion.

Looking now, the anomaly in the corridor seems to move through the stairwell.

If stationed on the eleventh or tenth floor, the monitoring range of the mule’s "Psionic Vision Guard" can be wider, and you can foresee the strangeness in the stairwell in advance.

Don't be as embarrassed as Bai Haozheng who was suddenly attacked just now.

"and many more!"

The face of Wanli Fengdao, who was breathing heavily, changed abruptly, and said quickly, "I didn't hear the kill prompt! That thing is still alive!"

"what?!"

The players present were surprised,

In the next second, a large amount of black oily liquid was secreted everywhere in the corridor on the twelfth floor.

Walls, floors, ceilings, door frames...

The hallway is filled with the rotten and unpleasant stench of black ink,

The diamond ring crackled and persisted for less than a second before it shattered and turned dark.

The players in the diamond circle use their own methods,

The mule and the mechanical golem are standing in the bubble, floating in the air,

Liu Wu's little finger ring emits a shimmer, providing repulsive force, making her hang in the air.

Yuyi carried a jetpack in his heart and carried the pale-faced epidemic doctor in his hand, avoiding the boiling black ink below.

呲呲——

The two machine guns placed on the spot were not picked up by the rushing black mud, and they were immediately dissolved into scorched black molten iron.

The yellow paper talisman pasted on it did not even cause the sound and light effect.

With the machine gun, it melted and disappeared.

"His--"

"Roar!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The black mud is boiling and rolling, and there are all kinds of strange noises.

One by one weird monsters emerged from the thick black mud~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Some of the players on the scene even felt familiar.

In room 0508 of Li Ang, the old woman in black who tells stories to devil children on oil paintings.

On the first night, he stood outside the door of the Black Saint, a concrete humanoid puppet imitating his actions.

The old woman in red brandishing a naginata...

What gushes out of the black mud is an outlier in the hotel

"go!"

Bai Haozheng's face changed abruptly, regardless of loss, he forced his thoughts to hold up the invisible umbrella.

Blocking the black ink falling from the sky for myself and other companions,

At the same time, the tail nozzle at the foot sprays a huge amount of gas,

Carrying him to the left side of the corridor, he rushed to the elevator room supported by heavy objects.

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