Chapter 1027: Jianqi Stone Tower

"You can't kill me!" Sosmia felt the sword qi becoming richer, looking at the crimson red sword qi rolling around, and snarled in her throat.
The dense white bones are divided into three layers to completely cover Sosmia, like three strong shields, each of which emits a strong atmosphere of undead. This kind of white bone defense is more than the so-called magic iron. Firmness is the strongest defense of Sosmia's undead magic.
The Red Lotus sword array slowly closed, and a long sword was bred in the air, and it was chopped down towards the closed Red Lotus. When the long sword was cut into the Red Lotus, the sharp breaking sound suddenly exploded. In the whole hope The sky reverberates.
After the long sword was cut off, it disappeared slowly with the Red Lotus Sword Formation, leaving only Sosmia, a wolf-like appearance that radiated from the cape.
At this time, Sosmia was surrounded by bone meal. Seven or eight skeleton guards of ten meters in height turned into bone defenses, which disappeared under this sword, all turned into flour.
Even the robes on Southmia were split in two, revealing a dry body.
Sosmia had long since become an undead creature, and had no flesh on her body, leaving only a layer of hard skin wrapped around steel-like bones.
However, at this time, Sosmia had a huge scar from her left shoulder to her right waist. She almost cut it in half. From the wound, you can even see a few black incisions with smooth incisions. If it is an ordinary human, Even if this kind of injury is not dead, it must be seriously injured and unable to move. If it can not be treated in time, the final result must be exhausted, and his life is whimpering.
However, Sosmia's scarlet eyes bloomed with dazzling light, with a proud look on his face, and laughed loudly in the sky. The hoarse voice could be heard even on the city walls hundreds of meters away. Clearly.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Resisting, I haven't died. Such skills cannot kill me at all, hahaha!"
At the last moment, the long sword cut off all the bones around his body. Sosmia was desperate. He had died once. He knew the horrors of death. As an undead creature, if he died again, it would be godlike. All disappeared, even the soul mark disappeared without trace.
"Humans, you can't kill me!" Sosmia sneered, staring at Song Jian and whispering, "I will spread the plague of natural disasters in your city. By then, in this city There will never be another living person, all will become my servants of the undead, even if you, you ... "
At this time, Sosmia suddenly noticed a strangeness, and he found himself in a large shadow, as if there was a huge ...
Misty grass!
Sosmia looked up, and the scared soul was almost frightened, and there was a huge hand with a diameter of more than dozens of meters above the head, which was constantly converging.
Swords of qi interspersed in and out of this palm, and constantly merged into it. The palm print of this palm is clearly visible, just like the palm of a god!
"Damn, how could this be so!" Sosmia didn't even know when the other party was using this skill, and could only do her best to resist.
Bang
A smoke exploded, dozens of black smoke were like long arrows, and shot in all directions. This is a black magic at the bottom of Sosmia's tank. Similar to disintegration, all the power of the undead must be revealed, and After the show, the body will be weak for three days.
However, the power of this trick is also great. On the contrary, the creatures that touch these dozens of black smoke will be contaminated with the spirit of the undead. Even if it only contaminates an area the size of a fingernail, it will continue to be eroded by the undead breath. Over time, it eventually became undead, with no cure.
And the most terrifying thing is that even if you take away the flesh and blood contaminated by the area of ​​the undead breath, you can't get rid of it, because these undead breath infects the soul, not the flesh, and the flesh is just the appearance.
Sosmia used this trick to turn a human thousand-man knight into an undead creature, which was once wanted by human cities.
But at this time, he did this trick not to hurt people, but to run away. His ontological consciousness was hidden in these dozens of black smoke, as long as he escaped the area covered by the palm of the sword. Will survive!
What scared Sosmia, however, was that dozens of black smoke could only flow in the area covered by the palm's shadow, and couldn't escape at all, as if there was an invisible light curtain blocking his area.
Bang
With a loud noise, the palm fell violently, and the ground was sunk several feet, and a huge palm print pressed all the buildings on the street outside the city's mansion into powder. This caused Song Jian's mouth to twitch. under.
The power of Wan Jianjue is huge, the movement is also great, and the damage is even greater. The construction of this street alone may have lost more than tens of millions of doomsday coins!
The sword palm slowly dissipated. A huge palm print appeared on the street. The surrounding slate had been crushed, and the soil was compacted like a rock.
At the very center of the palm print, a mass of human-shaped smudges has been imprinted in the hard dirt, like a birthmark.
"Not yet dead" Song Jian frowned slightly, killing the opponent by more than 30 levels, there was no hint of experience value growth
Even if it is a dominance boss, it is impossible to survive under the sword of Wan Jianjue, but Sosmia is 30 levels higher than Song Jian ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Even if the skill of the sword is improved, it will be weakened to a certain extent.
Sosmia's whole body was broken. This body was infected daily by the power of the undead. It had already surpassed the magic iron, but it was now destroyed. Once Sosmia was seriously injured, and a similar disintegration was performed. The black magic of Sosmia at this time was completely dead, and there was only a thin line.
A black soul floated from Sosmia ’s completely shattered body. As an undead mage, he no longer needed a body to exist. The current Sosmia is just like a ghost and a ghost, and its power is greatly reduced. .
However, Song Jian was one of the few people who could survive the sword-print, which made Song Jian admire him.
"Your strength is good, unfortunately!" Song Jian stared at Sosmia with regret and shook his head.
"Do you think you have defeated me?" Sosmia, who turned into a ghost, stared at Song Jian fiercely. Suffering from serious injuries, he originally wanted to pass the third-tier combat capability assessment, but now he has lost the qualification to pass!
The annoyance in Southmia's heart was beyond words, but he also knew at this time that he was seriously injured and was not Song Jian's opponent at all. After all, the other party only hit himself and seriously injured him.
Just as it was about to flee, a shadow appeared over his head, which suddenly plunged his heart into despair and shook his head.
On top of it, a huge stone tower is constantly overflowing with endless sword spirits.
The fourth stage of Wan Jianjue, Jianqi Stone Tower!
"No!" Sosmia screamed in despair, unable to escape anymore, only to watch the stone tower descend from the sky and squeeze down.
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