Beast Summoner

The Holy Son didn't know how powerful these eight holes were, but they had a deep understanding of it. In fact, it couldn't be said that they had a deep understanding, after all, they had never personally tried to force their way into the blood pool without a token.

But have you never eaten pork and seen pigs running away? The horror of these eight caves can be regarded as word of mouth. Anyway, so far, no one who has forced his way into these eight caves has ever come out alive.

No matter whether you break in from the outside or from the inside out, there will be no good results for those who forcefully break in. And these eight holes are not only for people of their undead tribe, but also for people of other races.

"Lord Holy Son, you must not do this! If you don't believe it, you can ask him to go in and give you a demonstration. For people of our strength, even if we give a demonstration, it may not be of reference value!" Gu Ci does not want to become a saint.

Since the Holy Warrior was unkind, don't blame him for being unjust, so he threw the experimental subject back to the Holy Warrior.

With Gu Ci taking the lead, Qiang Cao and others also responded, clamoring for the Holy Warrior to set an example for the Holy Son. The Holy Warrior instantly became the target of Gu Ci and others.

"This is a good suggestion. The Undead Holy Warrior is indeed the best choice in terms of physical strength and strength." Li Zhenbang nodded, seeming to be very interested in Gu Ci's proposal.

As the Holy Warrior's partner, the Holy Magister not only did not stop him, but stood aside without saying a word, laughing secretly in his heart that the Holy Warrior had shot himself in the foot. He even had some objections to the idea of ​​throwing the Holy Warrior into the cave.

Small expectations. It's just that he neither said it nor showed it.

"Lord Holy Son, I just made a joke, please don't take it seriously. But you really can't force your way through these eight caves, otherwise it will really kill you!" The holy warrior looked at Li Zhenbang nervously, for fear of Li Zhenbang.

Really throw him in.

"I'm just kidding you, how can I really throw you in? Even if I throw you, I have to throw him!" Li Zhenbang pointed at the Holy Magister, "How about you throw him in for an experiment?

How about I take a look?"

The Holy Warrior was stunned for a moment. Even if he was angry with the Holy Magister, he would only be angry at the Holy Magister for his poor brain, and it would not go to the point of killing people, so he could not throw the Holy Magister in. Not to mention the Holy Demon.

The mentor is still his partner, and he doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of the last holy warrior guard.

And if he really threw the Holy Magister in, even if the Holy Son asked him to force him to do so, it would not be justified to the high priest. His fate might only be worse than that of the last Holy Warrior guard.

The Holy Warrior thinks so, but the Holy Magister doesn't think so. In the Holy Magister's view, the stunned moment of his partner who has been complaining about him has many meanings. It is very likely that he will wait for his partner to come back to his senses in order to please him.

The Holy Son really threw him into the cave.

The Undead Magister is already at a slight disadvantage when fighting against the Undead Warrior, but at such a close distance, the disadvantage becomes even more obvious. If his partner strikes first, he may not be able to fight back.

When the time comes, the Holy Son will help his partner to cover up, saying that he entered the cave accidentally. Even if the high priest knew that this was not the case, he would probably acquiesce, and then his death would be unknown.

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Holy Magister. Adhering to the principle of attacking first to gain strength and attacking later to suffer disaster, he suddenly burst into action and launched a series of operations against the Holy Warriors.

First, a stun-like undead magic soul shock was released on the holy warrior, causing the holy warrior to fall into a brief dizziness. Then, a control-type undead magic, the claws of the dead, grabbed the holy warrior's body and caused his body to fly into the air.

Then a hell iron fist hit the holy warrior hard, trying to hammer the holy warrior into the cave.

Gu Ci and the others looked at all this in stunned silence. No one expected that the Holy Magister would suddenly attack.

The Holy Magister's set of operations was done without any delay. Each link was linked together, as if it had been used many times before. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was very smooth. It was obvious that the Holy Magister was ready to accomplish all his achievements in one battle.

The holy warriors must be hammered directly into the cave.

Gu Ci and others were thinking quickly. They were all wondering whether they could escape if the Holy Magister suddenly used this set of actions on them. The result seemed to be a bit pessimistic.

On the contrary, Li Zhenbang did not show any surprise at this, but looked at it with amusement, as if he had expected everything.

In fact, Li Zhenbang had already discovered it the moment before the Holy Magister was about to take action. How could Li Zhenbang be so careless and unprepared in such a strange and dangerous place? His mental power had already covered the entire area.

Although mental power cannot penetrate through the entrance of the cave to detect the situation of the blood pool, there is still no problem in covering a certain area around it. Therefore, Li Zhenbang has already sensed the slightest movement of the Holy Magister's mind and body.

If he hadn't sensed that the Holy Magister's target was not him, Li Zhenbang might have already taken action as soon as the Holy Magister was about to take action.

It was precisely because Li Zhenbang knew that the target of the Holy Magister was the Holy Warrior, so he continued to watch it with interest. No matter who lost or won, the Holy Magister or the Holy Warrior, it didn't matter to him. He might still be able to take the opportunity to explore the cave.

What's wrong with it, why wouldn't he do it?

Li Zhenbang and the others watched intently as the holy warrior was about to be driven into the cave, and no one had any intention of stopping him.

In fact, none of them had ever seen what would happen to those who broke into the cave. They had only heard about it, so they were very interested in seeing with their own eyes what would happen to the holy warriors who broke into the cave by mistake.

The Holy Magister was afraid that the Holy Warrior would recover, so the Hell Iron Fist did not dissipate after hitting the Holy Warrior. Instead, he chased after him at a faster speed and continued to hammer the Holy Warrior.

Under the repeated pursuit and hammer blows of Hell's Iron Fist, the holy warrior flew faster and faster towards the entrance of the cave, and in the blink of an eye he was near the entrance of the cave.

But it is a pity that holy warriors are not ordinary people after all. Whether it is their own abilities or their explosive power in the face of danger, they are not comparable to ordinary people.

Just when the Holy Warrior was less than one meter away from the cave entrance, the Holy Warrior's eyes regained clarity, he roared angrily, and the fighting energy in his body burst out behind him, causing the Holy Warrior's speed to slow down sharply.

With a wave of the Holy Magister's staff, Hell's Iron Fist punched out again, striking hard at the Holy Warrior's chest.

The holy warrior crossed his arms in front of his chest, and half of the purple fighting energy on his body had been replaced by gray. A red light flashed in his eyes, and with an angry roar, he took the hell iron fist forcefully.

"Bang!" The Hell Iron Fist and the Holy Warrior's arms collided together. The Holy Warrior's body trembled slightly, and the body that was still approaching the hole accelerated again towards the hole.

Not to mention, in order to increase the impact of the Hell Iron Fist, the Holy Magister actually detonated the Hell Iron Fist directly after the Hell Iron Fist hit the Holy Warrior. With a loud bang, the huge impact once again pushed the Holy Warrior's body towards the cave.

Hit and fly.

After all, it is not a particularly advanced form of undead magic, so it will not cause any harm to the undead holy warriors who are thick-skinned and have strong immunity to undead magic.

The Holy Magister's original intention was not to use the Hell Iron Fist to cause any harm to the Holy Warriors. What he wanted was to rush the Holy Warriors into the cave and use the cave to destroy the Holy Warriors.

It has to be said that the Holy Magister's approach is still very wise. If the Holy Warrior's body continues to fly upside down at the current speed, I am afraid that the Holy Warrior will not have time to stop his body and will enter the depths of the cave. By then, the Holy Warrior will

It is not up to him to decide whether to live or die.

At the last critical moment, the holy warrior had an idea and took out a spear and a long knife from the space ring. He held the tail ends of the spear and the long knife with both hands, and then stretched out his arms.

"Bang!"

The tops of the spear and the long knife collided with the two sides of the cave respectively. Veins popped up on the holy warrior's arms, his teeth were clenched, and there was faint blood flowing from his mouth. He leaned forward as much as possible.

"Boom!"

I don't know if the Holy Warrior was inspired by the explosion of Hell's Iron Fist. Almost at the same time, the fighting spirit behind the Holy Warrior also exploded, providing the Holy Warrior with a powerful force to rush out of the cave.

The clothes on the holy warrior were directly blown to pieces by the impact, and his back was a bloody mess. In some places, the holy warrior's internal organs could even be seen squirming.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The holy warrior's two feet stepped heavily on the ground at the entrance of the cave, and his body finally stopped abruptly.

The two feet of the holy warrior are very powerful. If they step on a person, the person's body may be crushed.

I don't know what kind of material this cave is made of. Not only did the spears and knives leave no traces, but they didn't even leave any footprints, only a thin layer of dust was raised.

The power that the holy warrior exploded behind him should not be underestimated. It was the power of a holy warrior who forcibly burst out in order to save his life. However, after this powerful force entered the cave, it was like a mud cow entering the sea.

Any sound it makes is as if it disappears into thin air.

Li Zhenbang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked deep into the cave, but he didn't see anything except pitch black.

Although Li Zhenbang was somewhat regretful that the holy warrior could stop himself in time, Li Zhenbang could not be said to be disappointed. Instead, he looked at the holy warrior with interest.

There is nothing good about the undead tribe, let alone the undead holy warrior. He was attacked by his partner, the undead holy magician, and almost lost his life. He did not believe that the holy warrior would just give up in the face of such betrayal.

, the next step may be the most interesting...