Beast Summoner

The holy warrior held a spear and a long knife in both hands, walked with difficulty, and walked out of the cave entrance very tiredly, and then stood at the entrance of the cave panting, looking very tired.

The holy warriors at the entrance of the cave were not attacked from inside the cave. It seemed that there was no danger at the entrance of the cave. It was not known whether there would be any danger going deep into the cave.

However, judging from the fact that the powerful fighting spirit released by the holy warrior at the end did not make any sound, the cave is definitely not a benign place. Even if it is not a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, it is still a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. If you enter easily, you may never return.

Seeing that the holy warriors were not attacked into the cave, the Holy Magister's face became very ugly. After losing the opportunity, he would definitely face the anger and ruthless attacks of the holy warriors.

The Holy Magister had obviously anticipated the coming crisis, so without saying a word, he waved his magic wand and defended himself first.

The body of a magician is very fragile compared to that of a warrior. Although after becoming a saint-level powerhouse, the body of a saint magister will become stronger and stronger, gradually approaching the elemental body, there is still a gap after all.

Even though the injuries on the body of the Holy Warrior may seem serious, they are nothing to the undead people. More serious injuries than this may not necessarily endanger life, let alone the soul.

The Holy Magister watched the Holy Warrior nervously. As long as the Holy Warrior made any change, his attacks would follow like a tide.

No matter what, he would not let the holy warriors get close to his body, and would never give the holy warriors a chance to throw him into the cave.

After the Holy Warrior escaped from danger, he did not attack the Holy Magister immediately. Instead, he stood there, staring at the Holy Magister with his eyes undisguised in his anger towards the Holy Magister.

"I defended you so much, and you actually attacked me?" The Holy Warrior glared at the Holy Magister with his eyes widened, holding the spear and knife tightly with both hands. The veins on his hands popped out, which showed that the Holy Warrior was extremely uneasy at this time.

Anyone who is betrayed by his partner, or even wants to put him to death, will probably not be at peace. The Holy Warrior did not take action against the Holy Magister immediately, which was already beyond everyone's expectations.

The Holy Magister did not reply, but looked at the Holy Warrior nervously. Obviously, he did not expect that the Holy Warrior did not attack him immediately, but the more this happened, the greater the pressure in his heart.

"Gu Ci, have you seen that? This is called quality! When attacked by one of your own people, you don't fight back. You just ask angrily. You said that they all grew up eating grains. Why is there such a big gap between people?

?" Li Zhenbang shook his head and sighed.

Gu Ci was stunned for a moment, but after seeing Li Zhenbang's playful eyes, he suddenly realized that Li Zhenbang's words obviously did not mean what they said on the surface.

"Lord Holy Son, we all grew up eating whole grains, so our physical fitness is definitely incomparable to that of gods. Eat when you are hungry, rest when you are tired, and take medicine when you are sick.

It's time to recover. Maybe it's not that they don't want to fight back, but they just can't do it for the time being." Gu Ci analyzed seriously.

Li Zhenbang nodded, showing a look of sudden realization, but his eyes when looking at Gu Ci were full of approval. It was obvious that Gu Ci's cooperation made him very satisfied.

Hearing Gu Ci's words, the Holy Magister also suddenly realized that he originally thought that the Holy Warriors did not attack him to intimidate him, to find his flaws, or even to miss old feelings, but now it seems that the Holy Warriors should be here.

Take the opportunity to recover. Once your body recovers, you will definitely not let him go.

The Holy Magister was heartbroken, and a trace of madness flashed in his eyes. He had already broken up with each other anyway, and there was no need to wait any longer. The longer the time dragged on, the worse it would be for him.

Thinking of this, the Holy Magister no longer waited, and all kinds of undead magics were tilted towards the Holy Warriors as if they were free. Although these undead magics were not of high level, they were huge in number and looked very powerful. A quantitative change might lead to a qualitative change.

of.

"Boom boom boom!"

The undead magic was so powerful that it all poured onto the Holy Warrior. Smoke and dust rose up all around the Holy Warrior, completely covering the Holy Warrior.

I don't know how long it took, but when Li Zhenbang felt that his whole head was being filled with the roar of the undead magic attack, the Holy Magister finally stopped attacking.

Although the Holy Magister was out of breath and sweating profusely, it could be seen from the slightly upward curve of the corners of his mouth that he was still very satisfied with his attack.

"Want to kill me? No way! I won't let you throw me in! Don't blame me, who asked you to kill me first! If you don't want to throw me in, I won't either

You! If you want to blame, blame yourself!" The Holy Magister roared somewhat crazily.

Gu Ci looked at the Holy Magister, then at the smoke-filled battlefield, then looked at Li Zhenbang, lowered his voice and asked, "Lord Holy Son, is he going to end like this?"

"What do you think?" Li Zhenbang asked.

Gu Ci pondered for a moment and said with some uncertainty: "Is it possible? At least the physical body should be destroyed! Otherwise, the guy wouldn't be so excited!"

Originally, he thought that the holy warriors should not be so fragile. After all, they were undead holy warriors, and they could die so easily.

But after seeing the appearance of the Holy Magister, and thinking of the very weak state of the Holy Warrior before, he felt a little unsure.

"Do you think he might get excited and take the opportunity to attack us?" Gu Ci said worriedly.

Gu Ci was not afraid that the Holy Magister would take action against them. The main reason was that he was afraid that the Holy Magister would suddenly take action and catch him off guard.

Gu Ci had seen the way the Holy Magister dealt with the Holy Warrior just now. If the Holy Magister had attacked him just now, he didn't think he could stop before being driven into the cave.

"Attacking us? Even if he wants to attack, he has to have his hands free!" Li Zhenbang raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and showed a disdainful smile.

"Free your hands?" Gu Ci was stunned for a moment. This time he didn't quite understand what Li Zhenbang meant. Could someone take action against the Holy Magister? He didn't see anyone else here!

Li Zhenbang smiled slightly and signaled to Gu Ci to be patient and just wait.

Although Li Zhenbang told Gu Ci that someone would take action, out of caution, Gu Ci still kept an eye on the Holy Magister vigilantly to prevent him from doing anything drastic.

Suddenly, the Holy Magister's face turned ugly. Gu Ci followed the Holy Magister's gaze and saw a vague figure standing there in the dust. The figure held a spear in one hand and a broadsword in the other.

Apparently he was a holy warrior who had been attacked before.

Li Zhenbang was not surprised by this. In fact, he already knew the result when the Holy Magister first launched his attack on the Holy Warriors.

The holy warrior stood there motionless from beginning to end, allowing the undead magic to attack him. In fact, these undead magic did not really attack the holy warrior. It was not because the holy magician was merciful, but because the holy warrior had a thin layer on the surface of his body.

The thin gray grudge shield blocks all these undead magics.

Even though the holy warrior looked weak, he seemed to be seriously injured, but Li Zhenbang could feel that he was not injured. The main reason for his weakness was that the final blow detonated the fighting energy and stopped the body, causing the fighting energy to be consumed instantly and the body

It's just a little uncomfortable.

"You...why aren't you dead yet?" The Holy Magister saw that not only was the Holy Warrior not dead, but the injuries on his body had basically recovered, he widened his eyes, pointed at the Holy Warrior, and shouted in disbelief.

He is still very confident in his attacks. Although he does not have any extremely powerful skills, it should not be a problem to deal with the holy warriors who consume a lot of money.

You must know that his attacks are also mixed with many skills that can damage the soul. Even if he cannot kill the holy warrior's body, he should be seriously injured. But now he clearly feels that instead of being seriously injured, the holy warrior's momentum is stronger than before.

More robust.

"Isn't it disappointing for you?" The holy warrior narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a strong murderous intent.

In fact, the Holy Warrior did not think about killing the Holy Magister at first. Even after being misunderstood by the Holy Magister and almost thrown into the cave entrance by the Holy Magister, he still did not think about killing the Holy Magister.

But it's different now. The Holy Magister has gone too far. He endured and tolerated and gave in again and again. What he got in exchange was not the Holy Magister's understanding, but more harm. He really regarded himself as a soft persimmon.

Just pinch it if you want!

"You...go to hell!" The Holy Magister was already in disarray. Without saying a word, he launched another attack on the Holy Warrior.

The holy warrior waved the spear and knife in his hand. The spear and knife were covered with gray fighting spirit, and he resisted and defeated all the oncoming magic attacks.

The Holy Magister saw the Holy Warrior getting closer and closer, but his attacks could not break through the Holy Warrior's defense. A trace of madness flashed in his eyes, and with an angry roar, he broke the white magic wand in half, and then looked at everyone's surprised eyes.

He stabbed the two broken magic wands into his chest without hesitation.

Blood did not spurt out from the wound, but the Holy Magister's face became extremely pale, and the white magic wand inserted into his chest and broken into two parts seemed to have blood vessels squirming on its surface. In the blink of an eye, the white magic wand

It turned into a strange red color, exuding a strong smell of blood.

The whole space was suddenly filled with dark winds, and the smell of blood became more intense. Li Zhenbang and his party felt as if they were in Shura Hell.

Qiang Cao's eyes were blank, and his face showed a look of extreme panic, as if he had seen some horrific scene, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"You forced me to do this! You forced me to do this! No wonder I am!" The Holy Magister pointed at the Holy Warrior and roared at the top of his lungs...