Sword and Magic and Taxi

Fragments in one place.

Zhao Mai stepped on the obsidian shards, as if stepping on glass slag, and the sound of creaking creaking came from under his feet. He picked and picked, found a relatively large fragment, sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger, and then clenched his fist.

"Do you want to continue fighting?" The ghost queen walked out of the clouds. These clouds are formed by the ice and snow on the ground turning into water, and the water is evaporated. Zhao Mai's natural power of flame has already passed its limit, and the natural force in the environment can no longer be replenished, forming an area of ​​force vacuum. There is no burning flame in a vacuum, so Zhao Mai can only use obsidian as a weapon. Although it cannot cause a direct fatal effect on the ghost queen, at least it will not be as ineffective as a metal weapon.

"You can't count how many times did I kill you?" Zhao Mai mouthed, hurrying to gather the natural force. He can still transform, as long as he becomes a ghost again, he can use the power of ice to recover, and the battle can continue.

"997 times, every time I remember it clearly, the pain and pleasure are both." The ghost queen said: "I have already told you that killing can't destroy me. I am hatred. How can killing be resolved? Hatred? You can't do it!"

"No, you're just an old woman ghost who can't die for the time being, and don't say no to a man." Zhao Mai laughed twice: "Look, I'm still in the mood to complain, which means it's far from over. when."

"Don't struggle. If I want to kill you, there is a way. I just need to keep getting close to you and explode." The strange ghost blinked with blue eyes. "I know that you can't easily kill you, but your body is still Will be injured in the explosion, right? These wounds accumulate and will kill you."

"Thank you for the reminder, I actually thought of it a long time ago." Zhao Mai slowly stood up straight. A drop of sweat flowed into his eyes, and the sour sensation made him blink unconsciously. The strange ghost pounced, and his black nails went straight to Zhao Mai's throat.

"Viper! Fall!" Zhao Mai's belt was activated and flew out, propping up on the ground.

"What is this?" The strange ghost thought that everything except obsidian would be frozen by her, so she didn't care. Unexpectedly, this is not a creature, but a magical construct, which can support a period of time in extreme cold, enough to wrap her ankle and fall down.

Zhao Mai fisted up with a right fist, and a sharp piece of obsidian was exposed between his fingers. He jabbed at the back of the strange ghost three times, then rolled aside and avoided. Unexpectedly, the ghost did not choose to explode, but turned into a ground of broken ice.

Zhao Mai mouthed, then slowly stood up again. "998, as long as 998, you can take it home." He muttered strange words. In fact, his mentality is already a little unclear, and it is only barely supported by the training of psychic powers. "There are monster spawners and BOSS spawners, but how can you spawn 998 bosses without losing anything?"

"Zhao Mai!" "Wang!"

Zhao Mai waved his hand, and then shook his head in the direction of the car: "Don't you guys come down, so as not to become hostages and make me shy away. It seems that the guy doesn't want to kill me yet, I don't know why."

"Because I am greedy for you." The strange ghost is reborn faster than before. It seems that she has also learned a lot from death and rebirth. Zhao Mai looked at Bran, the kid was still in a green dream. Is it because the dragon can't be found, or is this method not working at all? How should I say it! I really don't know how long I will hold on.

"Surrender, then join hands with me, as long as you agree to it, everything is over." The ghost is still tempting.

Zhao Mai was shocked and suddenly had some enlightenment. "You want me to agree. Is there any rule in it, like guest power or the barrier of the Great Wall? Just like an oath, as long as I agree, something will change?"

The ghost was silent, but looked straight at Zhao Mai. Zhao Mai nodded, knowing that he was right. "I will not promise you now, nor will I not promise you, know why? I just want to hang you so much. On the one hand, I will let you have expectations, on the other hand, I will immerse you in doubt and worry. Anyway. As long as it makes you uncomfortable, I am quite comfortable."

"I read you wrong, you are not a knight or a hero at all, you are just a rascal!"

"Thank you for the compliment, you still look pretty, it's not wrong to be a rascal." As soon as Zhao Mai's voice fell, Bran suddenly cried out in pain. Red flames emerged from his eyes, nostrils, mouth and ears, and his body was like a red stove. The ghost queen suddenly rushed over and tried to fight for Bran's body.

Many things happened in that instant. Zhao Mai looked at the flame and found that it was only a phantom of energy, only light and no heat, so it would not really hurt Bran's body. He guessed that it was possible that something happened to Bran in the green dream, such as being burned by the dragon's breath, part of the energy was transmitted through the green dream, and then overflowing in his body.

The dragon's flame will destroy the power of all spells, and the green dream will also be affected, as will the clones of ghosts left in the green dream. Zhao Mai was betting on this effect. He reacted instantly, and he couldn't let the strange ghost touch Bran, and couldn't let her plant the clone again, otherwise the matter would be endless.

When it comes to the final victory, you must work hard! Zhao Mai roared and gave up the transforming ghost to absorb the ice power, instead using all his power to transform into a spiritual element. In the white ball of light, he could only barely construct a hazy face, not able to see the surrounding situation clearly, but enough for him to find Bran's position, and then wrap him with himself.

A layer of supernatural flames burned, and the female ghost slammed back, even though her right hand was burned black. She finally ceased to be a personable and graceful beauty, and put on a vicious expression: "Very well, don't you want to protect Bran? You must protect him, because I decided to blow you up."

The ball of light trembled, and did not speak, Zhao Mai almost had no energy to speak. "Ability Blade Storm", Zhao Mai let out a low trembling sound, and then saw the surrounding obsidian shards float slowly, and then began to spin, faster and faster.

"You scattered a piece of ground, did you already prepare for this?" The ghost queen gritted her teeth and rushed up. She entered the range of the blade and was immediately caught by Zhao Mai. Countless sharp fragments flew past and directly broke her body. At the same time, the white ball wrapped Bran and rolled away from the broken female ghost.

The flames of the explosion skyrocketed, the white ball rolled quickly, and then slowly slowed down. The obsidian fragments were still spinning around, protecting Zhao Mai like a satellite halo. "999! It's the Galaxy Rolling Train now! I must be crazy!" Zhao Mai's hoarse voice was mixed with a frantic smile: "Haha, I still have hundreds of ways to use it!"

The strange ghost was reborn again, she estimated the lethality of the obsidian shards, and knew that she couldn't pass through with her body. This kind of blade storm certainly cannot last, but she doesn't have much time! She knelt down, grabbed from the remnant snow on the ground, and used the power of the ice to condense two tower shields, each of which was the same height as her own. She shrank herself, pinched her shield to cover herself, and rushed into the storm.

After the splendid explosion, Zhao Mai was blown back to his original shape, lying on his back on the ground with a curling green smoke. Bran fell unscathed by his side ~www.NovelMTL.com~ From his thin body, the force of nature continuously escaped, like a vibrant fountain.

"1000th time!" Zhao Mai shouted up to the sky: "Die, you bitch!"

"No, I'm still there." Pieces of broken ice gradually merged, regrouping her. She is white and crystal clear, like a perfect sculpture of a goddess. "Give up, you can still surrender."

"I have to say, it's beautiful." Zhao Mai squinted his eyes and checked it carefully: "There is no flaw, even the original black area is gone."

"Black?" The female ghost looked down, and there should be a core of obsidian in her lower abdomen, but it was gone now. what does this mean? Before she could react, a piece of obsidian pierced her chest. It was a broken obsidian sword, and the cracks on it were still clearly visible. This was a weapon previously used by Dogian, which was chopped to pieces by an ice crystal long-handled knife.

After Dojian succeeded, he immediately released the hilt. She held the strange ghost's hair with one hand, and the other hand on her buttocks, turning her body vigorously and throwing her out. Then she pounced on Zhao Mai.

Another explosion. (To be continued.)