As early as when Wang Ming went up to fight for his life, Xing Lian was mobilizing his psychic powers. It was precisely because he knew the effects of those two psychic powers that Wang Ming was so crazy about distracting Night Angel's attack.
Of course he knew that Xinglian would not be able to survive after using such intense spiritual energy. Spiritual energy is like alchemy, adhering to the principle of equal exchange. You have to pay as much as you want to gain. If you want to save lives, naturally Also pay with your life.
But in this case there is no choice.
Either Xinglian uses this method to gain the only chance of survival, or everyone will be killed by Night Angel here.
If Wang Ming can survive in the end, or even just keep the bodies of the three of them, Yue Ying and the others can be resurrected through the power of arcane or divine magic.
Xinglian¡¯s sacrifice is necessary. Wang Ming doesn¡¯t have the trump card to kill Night Angel, so even if he can¡¯t bear it anymore, he still has to watch the girl jump into hell.
"When facing legends, you can't have any hesitation, because they won't hesitate to face you. A little bit of indecision will ruin the entire team." - Feiyue taught Wang Ming more than once.
This is cruel mathematics, either save one and then find a remedy that may not exist at all, or sleep together here.
Xinglian and Wang Ming both knew this, so Wang Ming could only acquiesce.
My heart is filled with anger towards my own weak strength, regret towards Xinglian, the absurd feeling of sorrow for the death of a rabbit, and the joy and guilt of knowing that I will survive.
The psychic fluctuations calmed down again, and the place where Night Angel originally stood was already empty.
"Aborted?"
Xinglian and Wang Ming looked forward to it.
Desperate darkness overflowed from the top of the head, and the night angel spread its dark wings and landed lightly in front of the two of them.
"Xiao Nizi, you are not the only one who can do clones."
Xinglian no longer had the strength to stand. As each projection disillusioned, the lost spiritual energy was spread over her head. The huge loss instantly destroyed her will.
"That's it"
As he spoke, Xinglian knelt on the ground and slowly leaned to one side. The long night flooded into his consciousness overwhelmingly.
Before the final spiritual consciousness collapsed, Xinglian murmured: "Sister, it's up to you"
Hearing these words suddenly, Night Angel and Wang Ming changed their colors at the same time.
At the entrance of the underground space, Yue Ying, bathed in pale moonlight, walked in with a sullen face, holding the crystal long bow in her left hand, and the condensed moonlight danced between the five fingers of her right hand.
Priest Xiyue was in a bad mood. One of her companions was dead, and the other two seemed to be about to follow in Yuhuang's footsteps. If she hadn't had the sense to stop them in time, she might have rushed up too.
Moonlight as bright as snow emanates from Yue Ying, bright but not dazzling. With every step the stars fall, the moonlight flickers regularly, and beneficial states based on divine magic are cast on Yue Ying. , Cat's Elegance, Moon Armor, Moon Blade Guardian
Moon Priests are the most powerful field-controlling spellcasters. They can easily double the combat power of their companions, and can also discount the enemy's various attributes and skills, although most of those magicians are not good at output. , but obviously Yueying is not in this category.
"Dark Moon, comes again!"
When the distance was close enough to be sure to hit, Yue Ying decisively raised the long bow. The long bow, which was originally crystal clear and looked like a crystal artwork, was soaked in ink-like blackness, exuding a black-purple light, and her slender fingers Holding the invisible bow string, as the long bow was pulled open, an arrow of light appeared out of thin air on the empty bow string.
Unlike the previous bright white light arrows, this light arrow is filled with deep purple darkness. Looking at the arrow is like looking at the original sin of all living beings.
There is no need to continue aiming, the intuition that has been developed long ago guides the light arrow to fly towards the night angel's chest.
The negative energy barrier spread out with great fanfare on the flight path of the light arrow, as if it wanted to block all attacks from the Night King behind him as before.
But under the indifferent gaze of Night Angel, the light arrow easily penetrated the barrier. No, to be precise, the light arrow seemed to penetrate the negative energy layer as easily as it penetrated the water layer.
Before Night Angel could react, the light arrow had already disappeared from her chest. With her heartbeat resuming after a pause, the evil hidden in the light arrow flowed all over Night Angel's body.
Night Angel suddenly remembered what the long bow represented, and asked in surprise: "Dark Moon String? You are from the Moon Temple"
Yueying didn¡¯t speak, she just responded to the second light arrow.
Night Angel Zhang ?The wings were crossed in front of him, and the light arrow hit the dark wings. After wrestling with the ominous black feathers for a while, they disintegrated into a twisted and uncertain original darkness.
Lowering the black feather barrier in front of him, Night Angel carefully looked at the girl in front of him. His sense of danger was far better than when Xinglian fired at him.
Light arrows can penetrate negative energy, but in the face of Night Angel's extraordinary reaction speed and black wings whose spell resistance is comparable to inert mithril, Yue Ying's light arrows once again lost their effect.
Faced with this dilemma, Yueying just narrowed her eyes slightly, and her talent for fighting took control of her body, causing her to draw the bow again.
The light arrow at the beginning did not cause any damage to Night Angel. Even if it did, facing a legendary strongman, Yueying would not be naive enough to think that her attack could threaten Night Angel's life.
The light arrow only had three negative states attached to it: slowness, dizziness and disease. However, in the face of Night Angel's inhuman spell resistance, the three negative states failed to take effect and turned into pure energy and dissolved into the void. But in addition to the three states, there is also a negative state that is not a negative state.
"Hunting Mark", this first-level divine spell does no harm to the recipient, except that it will be clearly marked in the caster's field of vision.
The night angel was coated with a dark red edge by this mark, which was particularly eye-catching in the darkness.
Every weak point in the body is marked by strange intuition, allowing people to more easily hit the places where the attack is relatively effective.
Yue Ying looked at Night Angel coldly, her violet-like eyes concealing a sharp blade comparable to an artifact, and a string of sparks collided with Night Angel's sight. It was the purest spiritual confrontation, Yue Ying relied on the power of the starry sky The power of the moonlight on the body was able to withstand the spiritual attack of Night Angel.
Fortunately, Night Angel is not good at mental skills. The confrontation between the two sides was fleeting, and the dizziness of the mental battle caught up with them.
Although she was dizzy, Yue Ying's body, which had been trained for thousands of times, moved on its own. She raised the long bow that was slightly drooping in her hand and stabilized the originally stretched bow string.
This time the light arrow did not condense, but was replaced by a purple light ball, with light spots like flowing fireflies constantly floating on the surface.
Complying with Yueying's cold gaze, the light ball shot out along the spark path where the eyes met before, and the apple-sized negative energy ball roared through the wind.
Under the guidance of Yue Ying, the ball of light shattered and turned into dozens of tiny long needles, covering every part of Night Angel's body.
The spread black wings turned into shields again, blocking most of the long needles. Amidst a series of clanging sounds, the long needles were annihilated into wisps of black smoke.
The long needle that had dodged Black Wings for a short time also stopped in front of Night Angel's outstretched palm. As the invisible force field twisted, it exploded into countless black crystal-like fragments.
But there was still one that pierced Night Angel's cheek deeply. There was no blood, and it couldn't even penetrate the skin, because it was just a vehicle for negative effects.
"Dimensional anchor?"
Night Angel said to himself in surprise.
Time and space jumping is a common high-level combat method. Once two legendary warriors collide, they usually jump across different terrains or even different planes to find a suitable home ground.
The reason why Night Angel was able to dodge most of the attacks at the beginning was because of the legendary powerhouse's own void spark, which allowed him to jump in different time and space.
However, the most terrible thing about the fourth-level spell of Dimensional Anchor is that it prohibits dimensional jumping. Any method of teleportation and teleportation will be anchored by the confinement in this time dimension.
"This is just the beginning."
Yueying shot another ball of light, which scattered into hundreds of long needles as soon as it was released.
Night Angel jumped up from where she was, spinning at high speed. Her slightly tilted wings made her float in the air like a bamboo dragonfly. The aroused wind pillars and high-speed spinning black wings blocked every long needle, and responded with a The black feathers shot out at high speed.
The black feathers condensed by pure negative energy scraped against the rocky ground, like a hot knife across butter, leaving bottomless bullet holes. The surrounding walls and ground were immediately riddled with holes, making people mistakenly think that they were in a huge honeycomb.
But none of these black feathers can reach Yueying, and they can't even get closer than ten meters to Yueying. Behind Yueying, a girl with ear-length silver hair is stepping on a vague six-pointed star array.
Thanks to Cangyang¡¯s Forbidden Demon Realm, Xing Lian and Wang Ming did not die tragically in this deadly storm.
"Well, this is just the beginning."
Cangyang quietly repeated Yueying's words, and fireballs the size of table tennis balls floated behind him.
Knowing that his fireball technique cannot penetrate Night Angel's defense?, Cang Yang walked slowly towards Night Angel, and the negative energy barrier was compressed at the edge of the forbidden demon field. The black barrier that was originally like a broken sphere gave way obediently in front of the Forbidden Demon Realm, as if it was just a ball of stains floating in the air, and the Forbidden Demon Realm was a spherical piece of rubber. An inward concave arc was eroded on the barrier. , marking the edge of the forbidden magic realm.
With Cang Yang¡¯s footsteps, the gap became wider and wider, and finally like the shadow swallowing the full moon, the entire negative energy barrier was dispelled.
Night Angel forcibly condensed a long sword of negative energy. The long sword in the forbidden magic field is far inferior to that of the past. In terms of strength and sharpness, it is more like a child's toy.
After losing almost all the elemental power, Night Angel still has terrifying physical attributes, and the long black sword penetrates towards Cang Yang.
After the sound of "†ê¡ª¡ª", the advancing sword collapsed.
In front of Cangyang, dozens of Sun-shattering knives are forming a large net. If Night Angel insists on moving forward, he will end up being cut into pieces by the net of knives.
"If Night Angel hadn't thrust his sword at the Sun-Shattering Knife at the last moment and stopped suddenly with the help of the reaction force, then he would have used his body without divine grace to test the Sun-Breaking Knife's power.
"Both girls are very capable~"
What responded to her was the magic missile shot by Cang Yang.
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Ask Cangyang
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