Spirit Realm Walker

Hearing Tiphios mention Goumang, Rayleigh Eugene remembered that Goumang had never made a move.

If Ju Mang had taken action just now, he would have gone on a killing spree with two dominating tools.

Rayleigh Eugene turned his head and looked around, and said loudly: "Where is Jumang? Where is Jumang?"

Because of the contract, the saints involved in the operation were unable to exchange tactics afterwards, and all deployments were decided at meetings.

According to the original plan, Jumang should have carried out a killing spree at this moment.

The other saints looked around one after another, looking for Ju Mang's figure. Just now, the war was in chaos and the gods were fighting. Everyone was too busy to take care of themselves and had no time to pay attention to him.

Only then did I realize that Jumang had not appeared from the beginning to the end.

Rayleigh Eugene glanced at Demon Ancestor Tiphios and muttered:

"You won't be timid anymore."

The peak saints understood what he meant instantly. The ordinary saints thought about it for a second longer before they understood what this profit-oriented businessman meant.

Tiphoos named Jumang for a life-and-death fight. He dared to be so arrogant even though he knew that the opponent had a dominating tool, which showed that he was well prepared.

Jumang is essentially a beast king at the peak of the sixth level. His hard power is no better than everyone present. 80% of his brilliant record relies on the dominance props left by Yuanshi Tianzun.

Therefore, after feeling the confidence of Tiphoos, he became timid.

Or, he had realized that he would become the focus of this battle between saints, retreated in advance, and did not come to the port at all.

No matter which one it is, it is fatal to the lawful camp.

If Jumang is not here, Tiphoos will not use his trump card to kill them?

If the opponent uses dominance-level items, the lawful saints present can be wiped out in less than three minutes.

Thinking of this, the expressions of the saints in the lawful camp became even more serious.

At this time, the eyelids of the two male saints beside Emily, the senior saint of the American God Association, suddenly became heavy, staggered a few times, fell down, and fell into a deep sleep.

The breath of the two people disappeared and they died just like that.

This sudden change shocked the lawful saints present. He must be a sixth-level saint who could instantly pull two ordinary saints into a dream and kill them.

And the Dream Palmist who just used the mental attack was clearly standing there and not killing anyone in his sleep.

While they were in shock and doubt, the lawful saints saw a figure jumping out of the dream and joining the saints from the evil camp.

This man was about twenty-five years old, with a high nose and thick eyebrows. He looked very good, but his expression and eyes were too cold, as cold as ice.

Another level six Dream Palmist?

"Are you the Tongtian Cult Master?" Meng Tapir looked at the cold young man with great interest.

He heard that a sixth-level Dream Master appeared in the first area. He was decisive in killing and powerful. The evil camp in the second area specially sent people to China to investigate and asked the Nihility Sect about this person.

The Nihility Sect has never heard of the figure of Lord Tongtian, so they specially retrieved the list of dungeons that have been cleared in the past ten years.

However, the spiritual realm ID of "Tongtian Cult Master" was not found. I suspected that it was a fake name and gave it back to the Hunter Guild truthfully.

Therefore, Meng Tapir is very curious about the true identity of the Tongtian Cult Master. No matter how many changes the illusionist takes, if he can become the pinnacle saint, he must be a famous person.

It shouldn't be unknown.

Curiosity, playfulness, and a trace of exploration. Zhang Yuanqing sensed Meng Tapir's emotions, and the other party did not hide his true emotions.

This guy needs to die, otherwise I will become the center of attention, and the more contact I have, the more trouble I will have! Zhang Yuanqing controlled his emotions, showing no trace of hostility or murderous intention, and said coldly:

"The villain dies because he talks too much. You idiots who talk nonsense and don't do anything yet do you want me to wait for this illusionist to charge into the battle?"

Villain?

The surrounding men in black robes cast hostile glances at the Tongtian Cult Leader.

"Evil camp" and "evil profession" are the definitions given to them by lawful organizations. The evil professions themselves do not recognize it. They claim to be free, do whatever they want, and ignore all constraints.

Therefore, there is a problem with the definition of leader Tongtian as a person.

"This guy has a brain problem, don't worry about it." The facial features are extremely asymmetrical, and the cocktail can kill obsessive-compulsive disorder. He took out a flat iron flask and took a sip, shrugging and saying:

"He has the same virtues as your second district military commander, the Demon Eye King. He does the most insane things and speaks the most high-sounding words."

With the Demon Eye King as a reference, the people in black robes immediately understood and showed a look of astonishment.

At this time, the star officer in the crowd opened his star eyes, slowly scanned the companions around him, and after a few seconds, said:

"The faces of each of you are the same as when we were on the ship. Dark clouds cover us, and the blood is hidden. We are in danger, but we will not die. Well, if the Lord doesn't take action, there will be no changes in tonight's battle between saints. , there is really no need to waste any more time, let’s do it.”

The saints from the evil camp were refreshed.

On the contrary, the already low morale of Xia Zuo and others was hit again, and some of the saints who were more concerned about their lives even began to think about retreating.

Cocktail clicked his tongue: "I like astrology very much. I seek good luck and avoid bad luck. It allows me to see my short-term fortune. I wonder if you can buy me a corresponding prop."

Idiot, astrology can only be used as a reference, don't rely too much on this skill! Zhang Yuanqing on the lighthouse sneered in his heart.

At this time, half of his face was covered with black vine-like patterns, which was the external manifestation of the companion spirit moon when it was used.

Zhang Yuanqing discovered a long time ago that when he was at the peak of the sixth level and paired with his companion spirit moon, he was equivalent to a star officer who majored in the power of the lunar force. In this state, his "night tour" skill had undergone a transformation.

The core ability of Taiyin is actually not the wraith, but "Secret", and the prerequisite skill of "Secret" is "Night Wandering".

Normal night wandering skills can cover up one's own breath, movement and body. When Zhang Yuanqing reached the peak of the Saint Realm and cooperated with the accompanying spirit moon, he found that he entered the night wandering state and received the blessing of "secretness".

Any divination, fortune-telling and deduction about him will have no results.

Only then did he realize how beneficial it was to major in one of the Sun, Moon and Stars, and how important the secret method of the Taiyi Sect was. Although he had previously known that Ye Youshen had to choose one of the three and major in a certain power among the Sun, Moon and Stars, but In fact, there is no substantial understanding.

When he first got the Companion Spirit Moon, he was not yet at the peak of the sixth level. He just felt that the power of the lunar calendar had skyrocketed, and the number of controlled inferi and spiritual servants increased.

Therefore, I thought that the benefit of majoring in the sun, moon and stars was the increase in combat power. It was not until I reached the peak of the saint realm and tried to use the companion spirit moon that I realized that I had underestimated it.

The advantage of majoring in Taiyin is that during his saint stage, he has opened up Taiyin’s core ability—secrecy—in advance!

"Well, this star officer of Dark Night Rose is also majoring in the power of the lunar calendar, but he doesn't know that Jumang is actually the Yuanshi Tianzun and has hidden protection, so he swears by it."

"However, to put it another way, does my deduction last night also count? Because I also cannot count this sixth-level star officer who majors in Taiyin."

Although he possesses the Great Compass Astrolabe, his ability to observe and deduce stars is not inferior to that of a star official who majors in the power of stars, but in "Sun, Moon and Stars", the lunar sky restrains the stars.

It’s not certain who will win in this battle between saints. Let’s follow my plan first. As his thoughts flickered, Zhang Yuanqing heard Tiphoos’ hoarse voice coming from below:

"Since there is no problem, what are you waiting for?"

I saw that the black robe on Tiphoos exploded into pieces, revealing a ferocious and terrifying body. His image was like a demon in Western mythology. His skin was dark red, without any body fat, and his muscle fibers were clear and distinct.

His face had little to do with humans, it was ugly and vicious, and his scarlet vertical pupils were cold and cruel.

He has a pair of sheep's hooves and tall and slender calves, which makes his height far more exaggerated than that of ordinary humans.

Tiphoos's body was still changing. Curved horns sprouted from both sides of his skull, and two meat bags bulged out from his back. With a "pop" sound, the meat bags exploded and turned into a pair of flamboyant black membrane wings.

Tiphoos's scarlet pupils turned gray, and he shot out two pale beams of light.

A saint from the lawful organization was caught off guard and was hit in the chest by a beam of light. There was a continuous "click" sound, and the gray-white stone quickly condensed and turned into a stone sculpture in the blink of an eye.

Like a laser transmitter, Tiphios turned his head and fired petrifying light at the lawful saints.

For a moment, the war was in chaos, and the saints of the lawful organization sought shelter one after another. The petrifying light hit the containers, lamp posts, the ground, and the crane, leaving gray and white marks.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Tree-like thunder and lightning descended one after another, covering the black-robed man indiscriminately, and the thunder mages in the saints fought back.

Accompanying the lightning strike, there were also overwhelming wind blades.

Now it was the black-robed people's turn to be in a hurry.

At the same time, the sea surface in the port was rough, and swarms of swordfish jumped out of the sea, launching suicide attacks from behind and crashing into the men in black robes.

These swordfish are completely black and exude a metallic luster under the moonlight. They are sea beasts carefully cultivated by the Poseidon Church.

Cocktail took a step forward and took the initiative to meet the swordfish school, distorting their flight trajectory, allowing them to pass by the black-robed man, some nailed themselves to the container, and some fell to the ground.

Both sides hid behind the containers and exchanged blows with each other from a distance of more than ten meters.

The God of Jealousy, who was good at melee combat, stepped forward against the wind blades and thunder and lightning. He took a deep breath and exhaled thick gray fog. The thick fog like a sea of ​​clouds rushed towards the saints in the lawful camp.

When Tiphoos saw this, he immediately sprayed out a stream of dark green poisonous smoke, which mixed with the thick fog and rushed toward the enemy.

"Woo!"

North, the sixth-level wind mage of Heavenly Punishment, passed by at low altitude, blowing up a terrible hurricane, blowing away the thick fog and poisonous smoke, and scattering wind blades like a rainstorm.

Wind Mage restrains Mist Lord!

"Damn it!"

The God of Jealousy will grab a bloody sword from the inventory, jump up, and send himself into the team of the lawful camp.

But soon, he was beaten back by Xia Zuo and Deep Sea Terror.

Knights and Kraken are equally good at melee combat.

Hidden behind the container, Master Tongtian and Dream Tapir worked together to stir up the emotions of the saints of the lawful camp, weaken their fighting spirit, and at the same time try to pull them into dreams.

Although the effects are slow, the sleepiness caused by the process can effectively weaken the saints' combat effectiveness.

It is worth mentioning that the melee among the saints actually restricted the performance of most of them.

For example, the illusionist's mental attack, the alcoholic's "drunken spray", the deformed person's poisonous smoke, the plague god's water deprivation, these group attacks do not distinguish between friend and foe.

The two sides fought fiercely for two or three minutes, and several more saints died. The lawful camp gradually felt that the situation was not good.

The only ones on their side who can attack from a distance are the Wind Mage and the Thunder Mage, but the accuracy of the Wind Blade and Thunderbolt is too low, and they are either blocked by the container or distorted by the cocktail.

On the other hand, in the evil camp, although the star official's spiritual servants were restrained by thunder and lightning, and the thick fog and poisonous smoke were also restrained, the illusionist's dream and the plague's germs were hard to guard against.

Several saints have already begun to cough and have symptoms of itchy throats.

"If you continue like this, you will definitely lose!" Siren Deep Sea Terror yelled: "Let's fight in close combat. That coward in Goumang has become a deserter. We will force these evil professions into the sea, and I will send them back to the spiritual realm."

After that, he summoned the "horse", jumped over the container, and rushed towards the man in black robe.

Xia Zuo and others' expressions changed drastically, and it was too late to stop.

Meng Tapir raised the corners of his mouth and shouted: "Do it!"

It was he who amplified the terrifying "arrogance" of the deep sea. Ordinary saints could not control the battle situation and were not among his goals. Only the pinnacle saints were worthy of his action.

Among the pinnacle saints of the lawful camp, the Kraken has the most obvious character flaws, just like the fire master in the second area.

The Jealousy God General, who was best at melee combat, took the lead in running towards the terror of the deep sea. Blue flames erupted from the palm of Tiphoos, forming a giant blade. He ran quickly, arriving first, leaving the Jealousy God General behind.

The horses charged too fast and it was too late to rescue. Xia Zuo stood with his sword in his hand with a solemn expression and announced in a deep voice:

"The rules of this battle are: no close combat!"

The cocktail made a "huh" sound, and threw another silver coin to Xia Zuo, silently reciting a spell.

The coin exploded with a bang.

The rules came down, but none of the three were suppressed.

Boom boom boom!

Tree-like lightning kept falling on the God General Jealousy and Tiphoos, causing black smoke to rise from the two of them. However, their strong bodies made lightning powerless.

At this time, a sharp female voice shouted: "Stop hitting me."

The voice came from Emily, the senior saint of the Goddess of Beauty Association. This love profession was unable to intervene in the skill duel, and it finally came into play at this time.

The voice is mixed with charm, which makes people suddenly yearn for thoughts and desires, but also allows the horror of the deep sea to regain some sanity.

A starlight lit up from behind Emily. It was the star officer of the Dark Night Rose. He did not attack Emily because he was reluctant to do so.

He grabbed a pink whistle from his inventory and blew it gently.

The soft whistle immediately overwhelmed Emily's call, eliminating the charm of the other party.

Dream Tapir breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly strengthened the terrifying arrogance of the deep sea.

The precious time to save people was over, and Tiphoos fired two petrifying beams from his eyes. The horror of the deep sea dwarfed his body and hid in the horse.

The petrified beam hit a patch of white on the horse's body and failed to work.

The petrifying beam has no destructive power and its only function is to petrify matter.

"boom!"

The horse hit the bronze-skinned and iron-boned Jealous God General, and the terrifying force directly knocked the God General away. The moment he flew backwards, a twisted spell appeared in the eyes of the Jealous God General.

The expression of horror in the deep sea suddenly froze, and his pupils became dilated.

Tiphoos' giant blue blade slashed towards the terrifying neck of the deep sea, exploding with exaggerated sparks and blue flames.

A layer of illusory fish scales blocked the knife. As a high-level saint, he could not die so easily.

"puff!"

The blood-colored long knife whirled and slashed, piercing into the terrifying chest of the deep sea.

The Bewitched Demon's weapons are designed to break armor.

Amidst the sound of water, the long sword of blue flames successfully cut open the neck of Deep Sea Terror. The horse collapsed and died instead of Deep Sea Terror.

Immediately afterwards, Tiphoos's eyes shot out a pale beam of light, hitting the terrifying legs of the deep sea. The gray-white stone quickly condensed, petrifying him on the spot.

At this time, a starlight rose from behind Tiphoos, transforming into a handsome young man, holding a twisted picture in his hand, which was Jumang.

The moment the stars rose, Tiphoos said "ha", as if he was already prepared, he decisively stopped his hand and rushed to the left.

At the same time, a gunshot sounded from a distance.

A bullet hit Jumang's feet and exploded immediately. The deep night spread like a tide, covering everything around him.

Deep Sea Terror and Jumang were instantly shrouded in night. After struggling for a moment, they fell down and fell into a deep sleep.

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.