Necromancer Doomsday

shouting loudly, like the sound of violent thunderbolt bursting in the ears, shocking those low-level magic warriors dizzy and eyes blurred weak hands and feet.

The fighting energy of the whole body ran 100% unreservedly, exploded in an instant, rushing into the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and the whole body was filled with fighting energy up and down.

Dou Neng, running like crazy in a wonderful way, distributes the whole body, as if it is combined with each cell, no longer distinguishing each other.

Wan Zhiyang’s body also experienced obvious changes at the moment when Dou Neng poured his whole body.

The luster like water waves quickly filled the whole body, glowing with a cold metallic silver-gray luster, each muscle was obviously raised, and the junction between muscles was sunken in. It’s like a perfect work carefully crafted by a stone carving master.

This body is like a real cast iron, glowing with a cold silver-gray metallic luster, and it looks full of powerful and unparalleled power.

Speaking of so much, in fact, it was only a momentary matter. When Wang Ling’s lance pierced a distance of seven or eight meters and was about to hit Wan Zhiyang, Wan Zhiyang’s body was already The body of flesh and blood became the body that was now glowing with metal.

With a clang, dozens of fire stars splashed, rushing through the air, across one after another arc, moved towards the ground fell one after another, some bright, like fireworks exploded in the sky in summer night Scattered.

Wang Ling’s lance accurately hit Wan Zhiyang’s chest, but, as expected, the scene that penetrated Wan Zhiyang’s chest was not at all, and the sharp spear tip of lance appeared first. It was blocked this time, and it was the human body of Wan Zhiyang that blocked it.

Although this strike did not use skills, in fact, it was not that Wang Ling didn’t use skills, but the use of thunder-fire strikes required a little time to prepare. The opportunity is rare and fleeting.

A powerful attack. With this attack, Wang Ling was going to kill Wan Zhiyang directly.

Didn’t expect, Wan Zhiyang used a skill to strengthen his body countless times, making Wang Ling’s attack impossible.

The huge stabbing force, a huge counter-shock force was transmitted to the palm of the hand through the lance, instantly making Wang Ling’s palm numb, and the tiger’s mouth was aching.

Wan Zhiyang’s body couldn’t help but shook, but he didn’t suffer any harm.

“Iron Body!”

“It’s the Iron Body of the leader!”

“That idiot, don’t you know the Iron Body of the leader? Is it amazing?”

The magic warriors of the Black Mountain battle group, staring at Wan Zhiyang’s body with bright eyes, shouted excitedly.

Yes, what Wan Zhiyang uses at this time is his innate talent skill: Iron Body.

Iron Body, as the name suggests, after using this skill, the whole body will become as hard as steel. Of course, this is just a metaphor. In fact, Wan Zhiyang’s Iron Body is tough and tough The extent, compared to Hundred Refinements steel essence, I don’t know how many times stronger it is.

Otherwise, even Qianlian steel essence would not be able to block Wang Ling’s blow and remain intact.

In addition to giving the body terrifying hardness and toughness, the Iron Body will not make the joints of the whole body stiff and affect the movement, and still has the same flexibility of the limbs as before.

There was another clang, Wan Zhiyang flicked off lance with one hand, and leaned forward, his feet stepped on the ground forcefully, the sound of peng peng’s footsteps sounded, and each step stepped on the hard floor. Fragmented, leaving one after another deep footprints.

It looks like a war chariot, Wan Zhiyang moved towards Wang Ling and rushed towards Wang Ling, his hands banging against each other. The clang of metal is deafening.

“Kill!”

With a sharp shout, Wan Zhiyang instantly dashed through a distance of seven or eight meters, punched, fiercely blasted, and the air was squeezed out. With bursts of crackling sound, this fist is ferocious without casting.

Wang Ling’s eyes flashed wildly, and when he moved, he quickly moved to the side. At the same time, the lance in his hand pierced out like a poisonous snake, piercing one of Wan Zhiyang’s eyes.

Since the body is incredibly hard, let’s start with the eyes. I don’t believe that even the eyes become the same as the body.

Wan Zhiyang seemed to have been prepared for a long time, when he missed a punch, the other hand quickly appeared in front of his eyes.

With a clang, the palm of his hand blocked Lance’s blow, and then he quickly grasped the tip of Lance’s spear.

Wang Ling’s face changed slightly, his arms energized, and he immediately pulled back, but Wan Zhiyang’s spear was firmly grasped by Wan Zhiyang, unable to pull out the slightest.

Dou can quickly infuse the body of the spear and rush to the tip of the spear, fiercely exploding in Wan Zhiyang’s hands.

The huge explosive force instantly opened Wan Zhiyang’s hand, and Lance slipped and immediately broke away from Wan Zhiyang’s palm.

But lance not at all retracted, instead, he flicked a shot and pierced Wan Zhiyang’s other eye.

The speed is too fast, Wan Zhiyang has no time to defend, so he closes his eyes subconsciously.

With a clang, the fire star splashed away again, and the spear pierced Wan Zhiyang’s eyelid. Although it did not hurt the eye, the force of this blow broke out extremely strong, and the force of the vibration made Wan Zhiyang Zhiyang’s eyes hurt for a while, and he couldn’t help backing two steps to relieve his strength.

At first glance, the attacking eyes seemed to work, Wang Ling’s arm flicked, and in a moment, lance turned into a spear shadow one after another, like a poisonous snake spitting a core, all piercing Wan Zhiyang s eyes.

Wan Zhiyang had to continue to retreat, while shaking his palms in front of him continuously, blocking Wang Linglance’s attacks again and again.

Wang Ling was unreasonable, lance sprinted out again and again, and each blow seemed to tear the air with sharp noises, leaving one after another in the air. shadow.

Wan Zhiyang was very angry and was pressed and beaten. Although the opponent’s attack power was not as strong as his, but the speed was too fast, so fast that he can only passively defend and is difficult to make. Fight back.

What is especially hateful is that the other party has been moved towards his eyes to greet.

Although he closes his eyes and is hit on the eyelid, he will not be hurt, but the eyelid is still too tender after all. The attacking power will still be transmitted into the inside through the eyelid and attack To the eyeballs.

Although it will not damage the eyeballs, the little power will make the delicate eyeballs feel a tingling sensation. This feeling is very uncomfortable.

Even Wan Zhiyang has the feeling that if he keeps hitting his eyelids and then affects his eyeballs, he might actually hurt his eyeballs.

Therefore, he had to shoot again and again to block Lance’s attack and could not make an effective counterattack. This feeling made him abnormally frustrated, and his anger continued to accumulate in his heart, just like Fire Mountain Cliff Like the precipitation of the pulp… (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)