Spirit Realm Walker

The King of Fear is like the Yaksha in Buddhism, with dark skin, eight arms spread out in a fan shape, holding a knife, a spear, a sword, a stick, a halberd, and a ring. The two hands of the body are clenched into fists.

There are two heads on the left and right, with eyes like copper bells, a wide mouth and a high nose, which are extremely vicious.

With the blessing of the formation, his strength has been increased to a certain extent, which makes the Dread King, who already possesses semi-god-level combat power, become extremely terrifying. Just the aura emanating from it makes the determined Fu Qingyang and the Demon Eye King, I felt a slight sense of suffocation.

In this case, it is almost impossible to kill the King of Fear without paying the price.

Therefore, the Demon Eye King hopes that Fu Qingyang will lead the charge. Anyway, Mr. Qian is not the Lord of the Sun, and he is not the one he swears allegiance to. The worst he can do is praise him as a hero and get a new account after eighteen years and upgrade again.

Fu Qingyang also had the same mentality.

He even formulated two simple tactics in his mind. The first one is a protracted battle: the ancient God of War has high defense and thick blood, but his physical strength is not infinite. If the Demonic Eye King can confront the Fearful King head-on, he will You can completely rely on the power of the "slash" rule to continuously output enemies.

In a desert devoid of life, the bloodthirsty rage of the ancient god of war cannot be unleashed, fearing that the King of Heaven will die.

Of course, the weaker Demon Eye King will die first.

The Demonic Eye King who is obsessed with cleansing the world can do his part for the lawful camp, so he deserves to die.

The second tactic is a quick fight. Both sides throw their cards at each other in a short period of time, using up their strongest output capabilities to see who can have the last laugh.

This tactic relies on luck, unless you know yourself and the enemy. However, Fu Qingyang doesn't know how many trump cards the King of Fear has.

In silence, both of them looked at each other with the expression "You can die generously". After a few seconds, Fu Qingyang said coldly:

"Then let's go together!"

"Just what I wanted!"

After saying that, the Demon Eye King grabbed a one-foot-tall pitch black statue from the inventory.

This statue has a black dragon on its feet, a white leg bone in its hand, and is wearing an emperor-like robe. Its face is blurry, but it has an indescribable and profound temperament, like an abyss or an ocean, immeasurable.

In front of the statue stands an animal skin drum.

The leg bone in the statue's hand fell down and struck the drum head.

"Boom!"

As the shocking drumbeats spread, dark clouds rolled in the sky, covering a hundred miles in radius, forming a barrier of wind and rain, lightning and thunder.

Regular props-Rain Master Drum Statue.

This prop is made from the "Rain Master Statue" and "Kui Niu Drum" of the Great Elder of Shuishen Palace among the Nine Elders.

The biggest function of this regular item is to create a home ground suitable for rain masters to fight and suppress opponents of the same level. The Demon Eye King is not a rain master and cannot take advantage of the endless rainstorm.

However, the sound of drums and wind and rain can shock the mind, breed plague, and repel the spiritual power of other professions, which can greatly weaken the King of Fear.

"Crash!"

The heavy rain poured down, and the heavy raindrops poured on the majestic body of the King of Fear, splashing mist and mist, extinguishing his powerful aura.

At the same time, the King of Fear's chest rose and fell rapidly, and his nose blew out hot breath.

He is sick!

The King of Fear raised his eyebrows and said in a thick nasal voice:

"It's a bit like that old guy's 'Rain Master Statue' from the Water God Palace. Why do you have this prop?"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of thick fog. The white fog surged like a tide, covering him first, blocking the "sight" of the Demon Eye King, blocking Fu Qingyang's lock, and spreading in all directions. .

Thick fog rose up in a very short period of time, covering the sky and covering the entire dungeon.

For the King of Fear, it is very easy to release thick fog to cover a city.

Thick fog is one of the most terrifying skills of the Bewitching Demon. It can flash, fog, and obscure perception. In the thick fog, the Fog Lord and the Ancient God of War can easily kill enemies of the same level.

However, it is very easy to control the dense fog, as long as there is wind and strong enough wind.

The Demon Eye King manipulated the "Rain Master's Drum Statue" without hesitation, stirring up strong winds and causing the rain in the entire world to sway.

Strong winds swept the thick fog into the sky.

As soon as the thick fog was blown away, the devil's eye saw the scarlet-eyed figure of the King of Fear reflected in the field of vision, and the opponent used the fog to flash in front of him.

Without thinking, the Demon Eye King raised his eyes and said "Gulu", reflecting the figure of the Fear King, and suddenly shot out a golden beam of light.

At such a close distance, he was confident that he could control the King of Fear.

However, the invincible bewitching eye failed this time.

As if the King of Fear had predicted his attack, he ducked down to avoid the beam. Then he puffed up his cheeks and puffed out a breath of sword energy, blinding the vertical eye of the King of Demonic Eyes.

Demon Eye King's forehead hurt, and warm liquid flowed down his face.

Seizing this opportunity, the King of Fear suddenly closed his eight arms like a peacock, and attacked the Demon Eye with swords, spears, swords and halberds from different directions and angles.

The Demon Eye King stretched out his eight arms and held a weapon to block.

The sound of "ding, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, clang" ended within a second, and the weapon transformed by the Demon Eye King exploded into light flakes.

The next second, the long knife pierced his chest, the long sword penetrated under the ribs, the long stick smashed his shoulder, the long halberd chopped off the four arms on his left body, and the long spear pierced his lower abdomen and lifted him up in the air.

After all, the King of Fear is a semi-god-level combat power. In a head-on fight, the Demonic Eye cannot stop him for even one round.

The Demon Eye King let out a painful roar, and a pair of golden-red evil vertical eyes suddenly split open on his body.

At the same time, Fu Qingyang in the distance stepped forward and quickly slashed out two swords.

The sword light escaped into the void and disappeared.

puff! The Achilles tendons of the King of Fear suddenly split, leaving neat incisions.

A slash that has been promoted to a regular one cannot be avoided even if it is predicted in advance, it will definitely hit!

The mighty tall body of the King of Fear inevitably fell to the ground. He seemed to have foreseen the enemy's attack again. At the moment of falling, he took the initiative to disperse the weapons he was holding, and supported the ground with his eight arms, like the legs of an arthropod. He moved flexibly and avoided the golden-red beam of light like a magic ball.

Fu Qingyang's bright black eyes reflected the figure of the King of Fear. He seemed to have locked onto something and slashed out with his sword.

There was a "bang" explosion from one of the palms of the King of Fear, and a bronze disc engraved with a star map exploded into pieces, and this hand was supposed to hold the diamond ring.

The King of Fear's eyes flashed.

This astrolabe was given to him by the Lord of the Stars. It is a replica of the turtle's back diagram. Compared with the real thing, the replica can only reflect the crisis in the next five seconds.

And without the power of rules, it will be interfered by Taiyin's secrets, but it is more than enough to deal with Demon Eye and Fu Qingyang who do not have secret abilities.

Unexpectedly, he was discovered by Fu Qingyang so quickly and was destroyed using the "cutting" sword technique.

Without the warning of the astrolabe, the King of Fear could no longer avoid the bewitching eyes that were shooting all over the sky. He froze in place, his eyes dull.

Fu Qingyang grabbed it in the air with his left hand, and a four-foot sword burning with pale flames came out of the inventory and was caught in his left hand.

The pale flame seems to have some kind of inertia. The jump of the fireworks is slower than that of ordinary flames, and it seems that the playback is adjusted to 0.5 times.

This is a ninth-level rule-based prop - Liangyi Magic Blade!

The flame-burning mask was re-rehearsed. The Liangyi Demon Blade has two forms, one is the Stealing Fire Sword and the other is the Flame Sword.

The function of the fire-stealing sword is to steal the target's flame, temperature, and figurative heat.

The function of the flaming sword is to "burn" and "explode". Regardless of whether the target is struck by the sword, the surface of the body will burn with flames, regardless of whether the defense is broken. The flames cannot be extinguished. Continuous slashing will accumulate fire spirits and cause an explosion.

Fu Qingyang held the long sword burning with white flames in front of him, and the white flames surged out and ran along the ground, turning into a straight trickle and spreading to the feet of the King of Fear.

"Crack, click, click..." In the slight sound of ice crystals condensing, a layer of solid white frost appeared on the body of the King of Fear, and his scarlet pupils were covered with a thin ice shell.

He was like a drunkard in the ice and snow, hardened from the inside out.

Fu Qingyang shouted: "Quick fight and quick decision!"

He didn't plan to fight for a long time, because his side simply didn't have the conditions. In a head-on confrontation, the magic eye wouldn't be able to last even one round.

The power gap between the two sides is too big.

After all, it is a demigod-level combat power that cannot be competed by ninth-level masters like them who control the rules.

The Demonic Eye leaped tens of meters high, its eight arms transformed into swords, spears, swords, halberds, and stick rings, and struck hard at the King of Fear who had turned into an ice sculpture.

Fu Qingyang grabbed a bronze soldier puppet and flicked his fingers together. Bronze soldier puppets holding long swords jumped out of the box, their armor clanking in unison.

Fu Qingyang's eyes were sharp, his face was filled with bright red blood, the sword energy above his head shot straight into the sky, and the sword energy around his body surged instantly.

The Swordsman's Cauldron, like the Night Walker's Xiaoyue, are skills that temporarily stimulate potential in exchange for a surge in power.

The swords in the hands of more than a hundred bronze soldiers erupted with sword energy, and they launched hundreds of slashes containing the power of rules towards the King of Fear.

At this moment, those bronze soldier puppets suddenly turned their heads and looked at the Demon Eye King in the sky.

Fu Qingyang found that he could no longer control these puppets.

Hundreds of swords were slashed out.

But the target is not the King of Fear, but the Magic Eye.

More than a hundred sword lights escaped into the dark void, and the next second, Demon Eye's body disintegrated in mid-air.

"Pap tap tap..."

The body of the Demon Eye King fell from the sky.

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Ground-to-air array.

Xiahou Aotian grabbed the quilt and was about to cover Zhai Cai with it when he suddenly saw a figure emerging from the body of the single knight. It was the Southern Illusion God wearing a black robe with no face.

The Southern Illusion God raised his head slightly and opened his mouth.

Invisible, terrifying sound waves spread, sweeping through the surrounding creatures like ripples.

Shadow roars!

Demigod-level shadow roar!

Even if he was weakened by Sunrise, he was still not an eighth-level master who could bear it.

Without thinking much, Xiahou Aotian unfolded the quilt and wrapped himself in it.

At the same time, he heard the shrill screams of the Master of the Killing Palace in the distance.

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PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.