Chapter 172: Ghosts underfoot

Then he started his streaking journey.
Running streaking is a habit.
But, where did the white beauties who were supposed to be here?
Well, I don't want to look at her white...well, idiot-like behavior.
He put on a pair and was so moved that he wanted to cry, because it was the first time, and because he was well prepared, he didn't need to bother with certain existences to make mosaics.
It's not always good to hit it. Unsightly.
How many steps does such a handsome guy need to walk to meet a monster, just like the old Legend of Sword and Fairy?
the answer is--
Just wait in place, the monsters are quite good at customer experience.
It is more popular than the courier.
The black castle seems to correspond to the black monster.
I didn't pay much attention before, and now facing the black and white world, Ivey is almost turning into a dog.
Ivey stepped on a person's head, and the person sprung up on Ivey's feet like mushrooms after a rain.
This kind of hardworking spirit is quite inspirational.
"what……"
The deep and penetrating voice is still an old female voice, from the soles of his feet, to the little brother, to the chest, all the way up.
Ivey felt a little stunned, and he glanced at it. The thing turned his body into a misty state, and its toughness was still great. A complicated contradiction seemed to tear his obsessive-compulsive careless liver.
This guy is still so cruel.
Even worse, it still smells bad.
Okay, so it’s not quite accurate. If the undead is not smelly, what is the difference between it and the coquettish bitch?
Don't you want face?
She, that twisted female face was full of resentment, as if all men in the world should be her father, and everyone owed her for eight hundred lifetimes.
The stench came close to his body, wrapped him in a heavy coat of aluminum foil, and contaminated his internal organs along his pores, destroying his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.
This kind of viciousness throws a curse far away, I don't know how many levels, this is the power of undead evolution.
Especially nested in one place, self-hypnosis, self-evolving top female undead.
Amazing.
Of course, Ivey doesn't have the time and strength to express this kind of heartfelt appreciation.
A fighting ghost must look like a fighting ghost.
Only this is admirable, and it can be said: a sturdy life, uh, ghosts do not need explanation.
Ivey was not idle either. At the first time the ghosts invaded, he used the technique of uttering words and thoughts to condense the defensive magic, stimulating his skin in the clothes, making them extremely hard and petrified. Close the sweat pores to the maximum.
On the other hand, the pores secrete rosin-like magic energy, which is well applied to the surface of the stone skin, and soon a defensive armor inspired by amber is built.
This kind of flawless three-dimensional defense, even if the ghost is a pervasive super attacker, there is no way.
Buying some time is what Ivey most wants to do at the moment, defense is not.
Ivey's character is aggressive and he always looks down on defense. Of course, he still understands the necessity of defense.
What he likes is Dugu Jiujian's battle pattern of advancing without retreat.
Use offense instead of defense, both offensive and defensive, to control the enemy with one blow, and defend against the enemy outside the country.
According to his observation just now, the transformation of ghosts from reality to reality and the pastoral curse are just a sign of this wave of attacks.
More danger is hidden in the dark.
A net of heaven and earth has been laid all around, and a chain reaction has been completed, waiting for his bait.
No matter how strong his power, no matter how high his magic power, no matter how good his fighting instinct is, he will be taken away by a wave.
However, his first response has completely disrupted the long-term secret deployment of opponents.
An emotion called pride climbed onto his cheek with droopy eyebrows.
Well, I'm fine, very good.
It's not good to replace it with you.
"The wind of thorn circle. Law: freedom."
Free as the wind.
This is a wind magic, next to Ivey's body, forming a source of wind, gurgling wind energy, centered on the eye of the wind, blowing around.
The appearance of a water ripple being shaken, but mixed with a lot of sharp wind energy.
This is an ordinary wind magic, and it is very reluctant to reach the intermediate level.
But it was transformed by Ivey--
Avril Lavigne: Please, how could it be that he reformed it? I don't have a coffin board yet, so I don't need to press it.
The densely packed wind needles in the outer layer move randomly along clockwise, counterclockwise, and Schrodinger's hour hand.
This wind eye, these wind needles, are constantly stabbing the ghost.
The guy screamed in pain and madness.
Obviously it is wind magic, and it actually exerts the effect of soul magic.
Make a profit.
Well, the top magic rule: freedom. It does play a decisive role.
There is nothing to be embarrassed about, humans must be good at using their own advantages to create greater victory.
Some people say that this is exquisite egoism, but it's nothing.
Selfishness is good for others.
Benefiting others is also self-interested.
They are dialectical...
Ugly.
At this time, the appearance of the ghost is simply too ugly, comparable to the view of giants.
Battered and fragmented.
The ghost did not expect that he was so restrained by freedom.
Every part of her body yearns for freedom~EbookFREE.me~ to release her own vitality of death and stench.
I didn't feel the stabbing, and there were evil wounds.
She let out a sharp howl:
"Howl of the Banshee. Law: Crazy."
The authentic version of Banshee's Howl is quite powerful. Coupled with the law of madness, Ivey immediately came to the realm of life and death.
Every time he fights, he is dissatisfied with himself.
This time even worse, he was actually forced to such an extent by a little demon.
This is the arrogant protagonist of Destiny?
Fortunately, at this time, he was not in a mess.
If God wants to destroy it, it must first make it crazy. This shows that he is very close to victory.
He raised his hand, condensing magical energy.
After improving in strength, I learned new magic:
"Thor's Hammer, Law: Burst."
Ivey remembered that when he was studying in the Phoenix Library, there was a page of illustrations depicting the mural of the Star Mage killing ghosts.
The descriptive text is that lightning magic can be the nemesis of ghost monsters.
Because ghosts, undead, and ghosts, these intangible versions of undead creatures carry a kind of obsession and record a lot of brain waves.
Once they are destroyed by lightning, it is equivalent to them really dead.
Everything goes with the wind.
This is Ivey's confidence at the moment.
The ghost howled miserably, and his body became more blurred.
Suddenly she shook, and her body instantly became extremely solid.
Ivey saw it, but found something seemed to be inserted under her.
Is it a wire? Do you want to unplug?
He was caught in the trouble of being unable to ride sister.
Need to verify some answers.