The Rise of the Cemetery

The decisive battle is imminent, and everyone's heart is heavy.

Seeing in the distance a demon as ferocious as an ancient demon god slowly walking towards him, the pillar of burning fire, the extreme high temperature, and the aura of destroying the world will make every opponent feel trembling and unable to hold on to himself.

Moros' ghost dragon body, no matter its ferocious shape or huge body, is far superior to the slowly approaching plane lord Sir Gai, but in terms of momentum alone, Moros has already lost in a complete mess.

Other people's feelings are still indirect, but Li Xun's feelings can go deep into every tremor of the spirit.

You can't let the enemy wantonly crush your mind with monstrous fierce flames. With such a restrained mind, he will not be able to exert much combat power in the final battle!

With the simplest thoughts, Li Xun's figure gradually rose from the front line of the cemetery, standing in the void and looking at the plane lord who was getting closer and closer.

At no moment has Li Xun been able to appreciate the endless meaning contained in the word "planet lord" more deeply than at this moment. When Xier Gai's slightly squinted blood pupils looked over from the air, Li Xun could clearly feel that a complete world was crushing him head-on.

This feeling may be illusory, but it is Li Xun's most intuitive feeling!

The moment Silga made up his mind to step into the fog of war, he had already made up his mind to fight to the death. A mass of berserk, scorching sun-like fighting intent was surging in his chest, and behind this mass of scorching sun, there was faintly driven by the consciousness of the plane.

Li Xun's panorama stretched out, intertwined with the tyrannical aura extending from Xier Gai's body, and through this contact, he felt the deep malice from this plane.

The consciousness of the plane's hatred for the cemetery has gone deep into the bones, and it is impossible to tolerate this blood-sucking leech crouching on him and acting recklessly. Therefore, under its strong will to destroy everything, the spokesperson of Hilgay has been deeply assimilated, and his own intelligence has been completely suppressed by instinct.

This is good news, but also bad news, it depends on how the young mage uses it.

The good news is that Xier Gai on the opposite side is a high-level demon with only instinct left, and Li Xun no longer has to worry about his tricks; the bad news is that he will exert 120% of his combat power until he dies.

The danger of death, which was so strong that it turned into reality, made Li Xun's hair stand on end, and his body was trembling slightly, but he was still smiling!

Fierce enemies are not to be feared, but cunning enemies are the scariest!

Plane consciousness has never understood this truth. The hatred has already made it go crazy, let it go crazy, and let it be reckless, even hated the hesitation of its spokesperson, and then used the power of projection to savagely occupy Silgay's mind, intending to use the most direct violence to destroy the intruder .

Li Xun smiled.

He even laughed out loud when the powerful enemy came!

The master won't be scared stupid by the fierce monster on the opposite side, will he? Many cemetery mercenaries secretly guessed. Only those who are familiar with the young mage among the heroes in the cemetery can taste a little relaxation and relaxation from the laughter. He, he seems to be really not afraid of the fierce monster on the other side!

"Hi, how are you? Does that pain from last time still hurt?" Li Xunqiang waved his hand comfortably under the heavy pressure like a mountain.

Others may not understand it, but the demon lord who has been controlled by the consciousness of the plane on the other side can understand it.

The chaotic and brutal consciousness couldn't organize a complete vocabulary to fight back. Hilgai's blood pupils suddenly lit up, and the monstrous murderous intent was transpiring like a flame. When he opened and closed his mouth, he could only hear a repeated word: "Destroy... destroy……"

At this moment, there is only one young mage in the eyes of plane consciousness. All its hatred is pinned on him, which makes its attacks fierce and concentrated.

Li Xun had no choice but to deal with such a situation where the hatred value was overwhelming. It seems that today he can only be forced to act as MT (main tank) once.

The 18th-level ghost dragon Moros is still very immature. It can be seen from his last battle that his control over this body is still in its infancy, and he can't exert its full power at all. Letting him go to the overpowered plane lord in front of the main tank is no different from sending him to die. So the young mage had no choice but to step forward, provoke the anger of the plane consciousness, and firmly pull the hatred on himself.

Xier Gai's pace was gradually accelerating, and the anger gushing out of his body was also subsiding. When it reached everyone's eyes, a heat wave and tumbling lava shield had formed, protecting most of his body.

The extremely violent plane lord roared and waved the huge beheading sword in his hand. The giant sword seemed to have life again, the flowing dark red became faster and faster, and stretched continuously at the same time, and finally turned into a ten-meter giant sword burning with a raging abyss!

Every time the giant sword is swung, it will sway a faint flame ripple. These ripples have a rare high temperature, even if it is a solid scorched black rock, it is often easily cut into two pieces by it.

Siris, who was sitting in the mage's tower, couldn't help exclaiming. In her perception, the young mage broke away from the protection of everyone in the cemetery and rushed up to meet the demon lord.

At this moment, there were quite a few who exclaimed like Siris.

The cemetery heroes, mercenaries, and soldiers present densely packed half the sky, and they only faced one demon. Under such circumstances, it is a great humiliation that one's own master is required to meet the enemy in person. The monstrous fighting spirit belonging to the entire cemetery was aroused in an instant, and the soul fires of each one skyrocketed, screaming and rushing forward together.

In fact, Li Xun is not that great.

The hatred for the lord of the opposite plane, Sir Gai, has been steadily pulling on him. If he stays behind the tight protection of the crowd, it will only cause chaos in the team formation, and it will be even more detrimental to the demon-slaying operation later.

There was only 300 meters away, and for people like them who cultivated both magic and martial arts, this was already a dangerous distance that could be reached in the blink of an eye. Although the mage tower in the chaotic land is still continuously interfering in space, this little disturbance can't stop the powerful demon who has controlled the origin of the plane.

The flames of "Tom" exploded, and Hilgay had disappeared in place. When he reappeared in everyone's sight, he was already at the side of the young mage, and the huge decapitating sword slashed towards the young mage's waist with the sound of howling wind. .

As a Barlow flame demon, Xier Gai's body was originally only 6 meters, but under the madness of the consciousness of the plane, his figure soared to more than 10 meters. The huge beheading sword in his hand was attached to the raging Abyss Fierce Flame. If it really hit the young mage, it would not be as simple as a smooth blade, but would incinerate his entire body into ashes.

In fact, there is no need to hit, but Li Xun already felt that he was about to die just because the demon was approaching.

The transpiration heat wave on the main surface of the plane leader was enough to form a high-temperature field. When he appeared from 10 meters away from the young mage's side with the help of flame jump, the mana shield outside the young mage's body exploded crackling. The decapitating sword swirling forward made a sharp roar, and rushed towards it with a raging fire dragon.

"This is ten times more difficult than imagined, a hundred times!" Li Xun flashed out with boundless resentment.

When Li Xun's disappearing figure appeared 50 meters away, Xier Gai pointed to the sky with one hand, and an instant "meteor fire shower" enveloped the area where the young mage appeared.

Looking up at the dense fireballs that had already fallen with his arms around his head, Li Xun only had time to yell "I'm going to suffer!" in his heart, before he was completely covered by the rapidly expanding flames in front of him.

The spatial shock after the flash has not subsided, and at this time, it is too late to use the best teleportation. If you temporarily bless yourself with "magic immunity", you may be able to save yourself from being burned to death by the flames, but it cannot stop the powerful physical impact of the meteor fire rain.

With his mind in a hurry, the young mage had no choice but to desperately inject mana into the shield in front of him, holding his head in his hands and hoping to survive this round of attacks.

Suddenly closing his eyes, Li Xun clenched his teeth, quietly waiting for the unknown result.

"Puff puff……"

The expected violent shock did not appear, which made Li Xun suddenly opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him made him tear up.

A slender and vigorous figure was passing quickly above his head, and the large moon in his hand was dancing like a windmill, smashing all the bolides that hit the young mage into pieces. It's a pity that the "meteor fire shower" added by the lord of the plane is not only dense but also powerful. Every collision between the moon and the fire meteor is a test of strength and fire.

That vigorous and powerful figure was smeared with blood from the aftershock of the shock, but it still stood firm. Even though the thin armor on the outside of her body had been shattered by scattered flints, and there were tiny bloodstains all over her bare skin, she still stood silently and proudly against the wind.

The moon was shattered, and she drew out her dagger to meet it... The dagger and the armor on her arm were shattered, and she blocked the last wave of fireballs with her body...

The young mage stretched out his hand in vain, but he could only watch an elegant figure pass by before being smashed into the ground by a flaming meteorite...

"No!" Li Xun's forehead was bulging with veins, and his heart was burning with anger.

Due to the existence of the soul connection, Li Xun can clearly perceive that Younu is still alive, but her soul fluctuations are extremely weak. As the owner of the cemetery, it might be normal for his subordinates to sacrifice their lives to rescue him, but this could not relieve the pain and anger in Li Xun's chest.

Once upon a time, this beautiful figure was always by his side, getting along with him day and night, but he was always unknown. Li Xun has long been used to the existence of this shadow, and sometimes even ignores her existence because he is too used to it. But at this moment, when he saw the slender figure resolutely rushing up to the sky, when he saw the sad figure of a swan with broken wings, he was outraged!

There may be many ways to attack the king's anger, but Li Xun's anger is so direct and violent!

As his black pupils glowed with silver light, the berserk fire had followed the soul connection and spread to the soul fires of all the creatures in the cemetery. The entire chaotic place seemed to have suddenly entered another world, and the soul fires of all the creatures in the cemetery turned purple, falling into a state of frenzy and bloodthirsty, as if a super-wide-scale "bloodlust" was in effect.

The most intuitive feeling in front of me is that the combat power of all the creatures in the cemetery doubled instantly, and the intensive long-range firepower instantly covered the plane lord who had just completed the guided spell casting.