The short-haired man grabbed his collar and roared and tore his clothes in half. His muscles were bulging, and his strength was pulled from left to right. Even his pupils began to separate to both sides, his mouth widened, and his heartbeat began to rise rapidly.

"No, bastard!" His body began to twist, watching his arms clattering, his bones pulled to the limit, and the sound of breaking came.

"puff!"

A stream of blood mist spurted out from his mouth, his heartbeat was torn into two halves, and he stopped abruptly. He stood there for a while, and fell to the ground like a wood, making a heavy impact sound, his pupils spread out, and his breathing slowly dissipated.

"I underestimated you." The black-clothed bishop lowered his scepter, his expression became ferocious, and his other hand took out a disc the size of a palm from his arms.

【Mind Power Sacrifice】

The extremely dangerous feeling emerged in Bai Jing's mental perception.

Before he could take a closer look, he pulled out the Tang sword, bounced his cervical limb behind him, fell from the air with the sound of wind, and slashed towards the Black Bishop.

"Clang!"

The sword light, like a pressing down on Mount Tai, intersected with the scepter that the black-clothed bishop stabbed over, and a sound exploded like an electric explosion.

Bai Jing turned over two consecutively in the air, landed on the ground, and took a few steps back before rescinding his momentum.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

This is the first time he has fought with the Kuangzi-level, and the effect is even worse than he expected.

If the Black Bishop hadn't feared Veronic and did not do his best to take action, the contact of this attack would have caused him serious internal injuries.

The power of source energy can invade the opponent's body in many ways and cause serious damage. Cold weapons are the most direct and rough way, which is also the reason why source warriors with higher source levels prefer to use cold weapons.

The shorter the cold weapon, the easier it is to control it. The greater the power of the invasion of the source air, and it is also more dangerous. Only those who have strong confidence in themselves will use it, such as Veronic.

Bai Jing didn't know how many daggers she had on her body.

The Black Bishop just glanced at the corner of his eyes, and didn't even look at this sneak attacker who was overestimating his abilities. His eyes were always fixed on Veronic.

The disc glowed slightly in his palm, and a phantom emerged from it and rushed into the darkness above his head.

"Nick, stop him!" The pressure in Bai Jing's mental perception soared.

Veronic raised his right hand, and the dagger turned into a cold light and shot towards the black-clothed bishop's temple. She rushed over after the cold light.

The gray phantom shot down from the darkness with glow and projected onto the Black Bishop, making him look like he was bathed in the light of the spotlight, revealing a sense of evil and solemnity.

He grew stronger, his wide black robe became less fit, and inexplicably mental oppression came around.

Bai Jing noticed the buzzing spirit invasion. He calmed down his mind, star chains surrounded him, and established a spiritual barrier.

The pressure fell from the sky, and the air around him trembled with a crisp shock. A sharp howling sounded from the depths of his soul, louder and louder, his eardrums buzzed, and pain burst out from his mind. As the howling became stronger and stronger, he closed his eyes, sweat soaked his hair and dripped down his forehead.

The howling continued, the muscles on Bai Jing's face were trembling slightly, and his mental defense was shaking. Finally, the voice raised a high tail sound and suddenly disappeared.

The pressure dissipated and he opened his eyes.

The whole phantom suddenly fell into the black bishop and disappeared into his body. The black robe swelled up, the edges were split into pieces, and the air blew.

The dagger that flew over was shaken away before it approached. Veronic stopped when the howling sounded, covered his ears, knelt on one knee, her eyes red, and she was desperately resisting the mental invasion brought by the howling.

As soon as the sound disappeared, she ejected, and the dagger rushed straight to the black bishop's throat. The darkness around her once again sucked on her, at an incredible speed.

The black-clothed bishop's hood was completely shattered and hung behind his head, revealing his smooth head, with complex tattoos on it, pale skin, bulging blood vessels, and completely filled with black eyes. He faced Veronic, swung his right hand casually, and collided with the dagger that stabbed.

The unpleasant collision sounded, and the dagger broke into two pieces. Veronic moved his short body horizontally from the palm he grabbed. The black-clothed bishop's arm swelled up, and he followed her like a shadow.

Veronic turned around and punched, and the punches were trembling with a loud noise. She quickly retreated back and blood was pouring down her mouth.

She retreated into the darkness in the corner of the wall and felt her palm numb. The more powerful the power of her killing formation was in the darker the environment, the more she was. When she faced the Black Bishop in this state, she was completely at a disadvantage.

This is not the power he should have.

The black-clothed bishop withdrew his hand and looked at it carefully. He made a terrible laugh, his voice strange, which was completely different from his previous voice.

"Ghost Queen, you are the most unique existence after being infected by the virus. You should return to the command of the true god, rule the world and be enemies with me, which is not a wise choice." The black bishop's voice mixed with a strange sound, "Otherwise, you will die before me."

He raised his head and stood upright, his powerful aura spreading outward, looking at everything.

Bai Jing stared at him, and Yuan Gang instantly transformed into the body.

Small words appear on the retina.

[State form of the legitimate ghost]: bear the projection of the legitimate ghost's mind power and possess the power of the legitimate ghost in a short period of time.

He stretched out his hand expressionlessly.

The black-clothed bishop seemed to sense the danger. He suddenly turned his head, opened his mouth wide, and made a horrifying cry.

Dozens of white air appeared in front of Bai Jing's palm, and sprayed out with a violent aura, like a super shotgun, flying towards the black-clothed bishop with the sound of cutting the air.

Source Gang Arrow Rain!

The black-clothed bishop stepped forward in the rain of arrows, his black robe swelled, and a gray shield formed in front of him, and a louder rain of arrows hit him together.

The howling sound was mixed with the sound of air, and the shock waves scattered around. The sound of soothing went forward and flew towards the darkness behind. There was a thud of explosions on the stone wall and dust filled with it.

The black-clothed bishop stopped and looked down at his body. The black robe was ragged, with only a few strands of broken pieces left. Several blood holes appeared on the limbs. The source air shield completely disappeared, but the chest and abdomen were intact.

Bai's heart was sank.

His source level is still too low, and the degree of original tempering is far from enough. The power of the source is not a problem to deal with the Crazy Skill level, but the current Black Bishop obviously cannot be measured by the Crazy Skill level.

The demon, he had seen the faceless stone statue on the way into the underground. If it were the true god in the mouth of the Black Bishop, what kind of power would its projection have?

The black-clothed bishop raised his head and took a step forward. The next moment he had already reached his sight and his fist was blowing out.

The cherous limbs instantly formed a huge cocoon, and they bounced out under the bombardment of huge power, hitting the stone wall in the distance and dissipated.

Bai Jing's throat turned sweet and blood spurted out.

He raised his head and suddenly looked at the hole.

A grenade dragged the tail cigarette and shot in from outside the hole. The explosion sounded, and the flames enveloped the black-clothed bishop and set off a wave of air.

Two figures appeared from the hole, the fat man holding a rifle, his windbreaker was torn and exposed the guide who was metallic luster inside.
Chapter completed!