The Strongest Almighty God of Urban Magic

While Ye Tian waved his body to avoid the attack, he kept recalling the images from the memory fragments he had obtained before.

Everything in the factory was shut down, and the materials were transported to safer caves to organize the evacuation of personnel.

But what Feng Xing didn't expect was that before his two undead holy beasts counterattacked, Xue Zu's originally half-squinted eyes suddenly widened by two points.

Sure enough, after such a long period of wear and tear, has the once behemoth weakened to this extent...

The two undead creatures next to them. After hearing this, the whole body began to tremble. The arrogance and lethality in their eyes no longer existed, but a little more fear.

Right! Magic!

And those black mists are the second application of undead magic... Curse!

However, Ye Tian knows that he is in this state, and it is still difficult to implement the curse, so at this time the spiritual power is pushed to the extreme. He was greatly familiar with this huge body.

Even if there is a feeling of contempt in his heart, he still understands the truth that the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

This popular is worthy of being the first person without a young generation today. From the beginning to the judgment, it only took a few periods of time, and after about a quarter of an hour, all the deployments have been completed.

During this period of time, according to his observation, the blood ancestor's original strength is very insufficient, and it seems that his body has suffered heavy damage.

At this time, Ye Tian's inspiration flashed in the sea, and he suddenly remembered those pictures of the war in the memory fragments.

"I am the blood race... the king of the undead world!"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, a monstrous blood energy instantly surrounded the blood ancestor.

Seeing the popularity of this scene, he was not too surprised. In his eyes, this blood ancestor was nothing more than a trapped beast.

So at this time, seeing that the blood ancestor has been completely killed by two undead saints, he is not idle, and quickly ordered the soldiers below to start building a second line of defense,

......

At that time, the blood ancestors could truly be called the one-man-dangguan, and the black fog directly swept the army's body where the big hand waved, and when the black fog dissipated, only the bones were left.

Fighting like this will only make his already damaged body even more damaged...

At the same time, the following Fengxing saw the two undead holy beasts that he had summoned and became more and more brave, and he was slightly relieved.

I'm definitely missing something...

Something is wrong!_

At this moment, Ye Tian couldn't help but let out a wry smile. When he first saw Blood Ancestor, he was only amazed at his powerful body and his invincible aura, but he forgot that the most powerful weapon in this world is made of these magical elements. The magic of composition!

Seeing Xuezu's feet stomping his huge arms, he immediately waved it, and beat the ghost mother beside him to one side, and the giant tortoise was also trampled under his feet at the same time.

Just when he was planning to organize the soldiers to complete the final blow, suddenly the blood ancestor started to move.

Seeing this scene, Feng Xing couldn't help but sigh.