After a brief chanting of magic, Lin Luo waved the scimitar in his hand and a hypnotic talisman had already landed on Li Biao in front of him. The yellow and blue talisman and spell seal quickly penetrated into Li Biao's body.

As the yellow and blue talismans and curse seals fell, Li Biao's hands, which were originally holding up the axe, suddenly stopped in the air.

The hypnotic symbol is hit.

Looking at his hypnotic talisman hit, Lin Luo suddenly felt like crying. How many times have it been. In these days, Lin Luo has almost lost confidence in the hypnotic talisman, especially when facing those top bosses, just like the ancient beasts that guarded Chang'an and siege the city before, this hypnotic talisman has no use at all. No, to be precise, the sealing skill is not of much use at all, and it is almost difficult to seal the opponent successfully.

This is what it is in Fantasy Westward Journey. The boss is far higher than ordinary summoning beasts in terms of qi and blood damage and resistance. Especially when it comes to sealing, it makes countless seal players urge to die.

Of course, it is reasonable to think about it. A boss usually faces hundreds of players. If the seal is so easy to hit, then the boss will not be able to kill people. Wouldn't the player be controlled from the beginning to the end and be unable to move.

At this moment, when he saw that his hypnotic talisman finally successfully hit Li Biao, Lin Luo couldn't help but shout NICE.

With the hit of the hypnotic talisman, Cai Qi beside him had already rushed to Li Biao's front, and the special skill, blood-breaking attack was handed over as soon as possible. The spear in his hand stabbed forward, and two extremely fast fierce attacks passed through the armor on Li Biao's chest.

“1017.”

“1108.”

Two bright red numbers appeared on Li Biao's head one after another.

As soon as he fell, Cai Qi kept moving and took a quick step back. This step barely avoided the axe that Li Biao waved.

As he moved his footsteps, the spear had emitted a silver-white light, and several silver-white gun flowers shook out in the air. With a sudden stab, a silver-white gun light rushed directly towards Li Biao's body.

The misty style has been handed over, and another deep bone-scar appeared on Li Biao's body.

At this time, the clones separated by Yimu Xianqi were not idle. When Cai Qi launched a frontal attack, he sneaked around Li Biao's back and slashed Li Biao's back with a knife, leaving a shallow scar on his back.

The mutant horse face and mutant spider spirit who had been roaming around Li Biao also found the right opportunity and launched the most fierce attack.

In front, under the leadership of Cai Qi, the clone cooperated with the two mutant summoning beasts to successfully block Li Biao's attack, and the few of them formed a group in front.

Lin Luo, Niu Niu and the ancient auspicious beast in the rear finally launched their own attack.

The phantoms of the two peaks appeared above Li Biao's head at the first time. The moment the phantom of the mountain appeared, a heavy aura of pressure was heard.

With a "bang", almost at the same time, the two mountain peaks fell heavily on Li Biao's body, and bursts of dust were flying on the ground.

“719.”

The damage numbers of "886." emerge one after another.

Li Biao, who was smashed to the ground, looked a little embarrassed, and the blood volume on his head dropped a little.

But all this was far from over. A dark cloud appeared out of thin air in the sky. Thunder light flashed in the dark clouds, and Lin Luo had already released the thunder-falling talisman.

With a "boom", several pale rasps suddenly fell from the sky and landed accurately on Li Biao. The rasps were wandering around Li Biao.

The damage of the "489." point appeared directly on Li Biao's head.

After a series of spells bombarded, Li Biao was in a very embarrassing state. His already scarred body became even more miserable at this moment. A lot of scars were added to his body, and blood flowed down the scars.

The strength of Lin Luo and Cai Qi is not comparable to those of the low-level players Li Biao met before, not to mention that now there is a clone with no strength at all and four powerful summoning beasts.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Luo and Cai Qi completely gained the upper hand.

As for the remaining players in the distance, they looked at Lin Luo and Cai Qi's extremely brave performance and swallowed their saliva unconsciously.

"My dear, why did there suddenly two more perverts? What is his strength? Is this just going to hit Li Biao?"

"It's so cool, it's much better than our boss. When will I have such strength?"

"Forget it, your boss is not qualified to enter the summit. I just saw the Dragon Prince with my own eyes and killed a tiger-headed monster from the summit with one shot. Do you think you can compare with this strength?"

"I think these two people are above level 40, right?"

"Level 50, it must be level 50. I heard that only level 50 players can summon two summoned beasts, but what kind of sect is the little girl next to the swordsman? Why haven't I seen such a character shape? Is it a hidden sect?"

"God knows, level 50, I'm only level 26 now. If I upgrade to level two in a week, it will take at least two or three months to level 50."

Lin Luoke didn't know that the players around him were looking at him and Cai Qi in shock. There was no way. Lin Luo and Cai Qi's performance in front of this group of players who were only at level 10 or 20 was too shocking. In fact, even in front of the small group of people at the top of Fantasy Westward Journey, Lin Luo and Cai Qi's strength can still be ranked first.

If you have a one-on-one single challenge, there may not be a few players who can be completely confident of defeating two people.

The two of them were invisibly pretending to be a little bit in front of these low-level players.

Of course, the two of them have no ambitions, and their real goals are Li Biao, who is slightly embarrassed in front of them.

The battle still continued. After Lin Luo used the Thunder Lost Talisman, the Frost Talisman and the Lost Talisman were handed over one after another. Today, Lin Luo's luck was quite good, or Li Biao was in trouble, and Lin Luo's seal could always accurately hit Li Biao.

As for Niu Niu on the side, she was even more terrifying. Niu Niu, who was equipped with advanced spell combos, advanced spell critical strikes, advanced spell fluctuations, advanced demon heart and three spell skills, was simply a small nuclear weapon. The release of each spell can always cause huge damage to Li Biao.

Cai Qi even led the rise of two mutant summoning beasts and had clones in front of him to kill. The weapons in his hands never stopped, and he could always find a perfect opportunity to launch the most fierce attack on Li Biao.

When Li Biao faced the attacks of everyone, the blood strips on his head fell at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Chapter completed!