Chapter 107

"... stubborn."

The skeleton giant spirit quietly guarded behind him. The Green Pheasant looked at each other curiously, trying to find out what force was supporting the bone shelf.

In the face of the desert sword, lowett looked cold and waved.

Boo!!

The giant sand blade has just drilled out of the ground. The next second, the dead fog around the body pours on it decisively and smashes the sand blade.

Now that the hell has been exposed, there is no need to keep your hands.

Hum!!!

Shattering the sand blade is not the end. There is a buzzing sound in the air. The breath from the dead spirit world is instantly lodged in the material body of the real world, controlling the yellow sand to rush towards klockdar.

"What?!"

He has always controlled the sand sea to kill the enemy, and klockdar never thought he would have such a day.

The Green Pheasant couldn't help looking back: "ah Lala, what a troublesome and strange ability."

Being able to control elements and substances like the natural system is equivalent to half a natural system fruit.

Boom... WOW!!

The sand curtain was first the size of a door, and then expanded rapidly into a sand curtain covering the sky in a short distance of a few meters. The yellow sand soaked with blood revealed a bright red color, and a skeleton face appeared in front of the sand curtain.

Of course, klockdar did not dare to let such a strange thing close to him. The only left right hand pushed hard, and a violent wind and sandstorm emerged in an instant.

Weight Shalan!

Boom!!!

The sand curtain and the tornado collided in mid air, and the gravel all over the sky made a harsh noise. But soon klockdar was frightened and found that his attack was being consumed, and more yellow sand was swallowed by the sand curtain and controlled by lowett.

The necromancer school rarely has that kind of magnificent magic. They are better at "killing" than "destruction".

The ghost earth returning to the soul perfectly makes up for this. The breath from the dead spirit world is so enthusiastic about anything in the living world.

But it must be a tangible and qualitative "whole" before boarding.

Otherwise, klockdahl will find that not only the yellow sand, but also the air flow is under the control of lowett.

But now it's enough.

PA!!

Controlling the sand curtain, the sandstorm tornado was swallowed up and dispersed into a continuous breeze. As soon as lowett's walking stick was thrown, the world-shaking sky curtain immediately rushed towards klockdar.

"No way!!"

Even if you lose in the hands of lowett, you have to lose in the yellow sand. Klockdar will never tolerate that kind of thing!

He pulled the black coat, and the wide coat broke down in the air to form sand balls.

Whew, whew, whew!

In the process of shooting, the sand ball drives the yellow sand on the surface to continuously rush into the sky, forming a violent rotating drill bit and drilling straight to the sand curtain in front.

Desert hurricane!

More than a dozen sand balls formed more than a dozen drill bits, scattered on the sand curtain, and the two sides collided violently.

In the face of this ingenious attack, the simple sand curtain naturally could not resist. It was soon drilled out of the way, like torn sheets.

Then

Whew!!

With the help of sand and dust cover, a long yellow sand column rushed from behind the sand. Klockdar shook his broken arm and tried to kill with the poison on the scorpion poison hook!

"He's a cruel man!"

Even if the arm can still turn into gravel, there is only a layer of skin and flesh left between the left hand and the limbs, and the pain of shaking is enough to make people crazy.

Looking at the scorpion poison golden hook, lowett narrowed his eyes.

"Unfortunately, the power is too weak!"

The right hand is clawed back to the waist, and then lifted up.

Boo!!

The breath of the dead world immediately drives the yellow sand to explode and blows the scorpion poison hook away. Immediately, lowett spit out the last syllable in his mouth and pestle his left walking stick heavily in the sand sea.

Tick

Soul magic · symbiotic soul!

Then

Earth soul recovery!

The recovery of the left arm not only gave Lowe more flexible hands, but also liberated some consciousness to control the black sand.

With singing spells and fingers to build a spell circuit, not to mention the same series of spells, he can release conflicting spells at the same time.

This is the strength of being a title mage. Knowledge is power. You can combine spells easily!

"That's it again!"

Not far away, the green pheasant and the skeleton spirit resist the erosion of yellow sand. When they see the dense ghosts rising from the ground, they are suddenly surprised.

"Hey, hey, this guy, didn't he kill so many people just to prepare for this move?"

According to reliable information, these wronged souls are real!

In the spring Queen's city, many people can even know who some of the wronged souls are.

And lowett has now destroyed a whole kingdom army, and these wrongs have become his power at this moment!

Based on the green pheasant's understanding of lowett, maybe this is really the case!

Whoosh!

A translucent ghost emerged from the battlefield, but did not drill into the yellow sand to form a body. Lowett controlled them to constantly inhale into their bodies. To be exact, they returned to their souls through the dark earth and used these souls as sacrifices in exchange for more breath of the dead spirit world.

The next second, under klockdar's horrified gaze, the scattered yellow sand suddenly gathered again.

Even he could not control the gathering of the scattered yellow sand, but Lovett did it!

But what he didn't know was that he scattered the yellow sand. Yes, but lowett controlled the spirit world atmosphere.

You smash the yellow sand. What's the matter with my spirit world breath?

"Roar!"

Massive souls are exchanged for massive breath of the dead spirit world. Soon, a terrible beast composed entirely of sand appeared in the center of the desert, with a height of more than 300 meters and a fat body, like a mountain peak.

Shalan, the most powerful Summoner that klockdar has ever shown, is only the length of one claw in front of this giant beast.

"I heard you like playing with sand and say you are invincible in the desert?"

Lowett stood on the forehead of the giant beast of sand, and his voice spread out loud through magic.

"Coincidentally, so is it."

After that, the giant beast of sand suddenly opened its mouth and gathered Taoist souls to fill the yellow sand to form a meteorite like sand ball.

This is not necromancer magic, but Rune magic.

Rune magic · coffin sand coffin!

Bang!!

When the soul and yellow sand are condensed to the extreme, the giant beast of sand opens its mouth and spits out a sand ball. Suddenly, the sky and the earth burst and smashed at klockdar.

The latter wanted to escape instantly, but when he moved under his feet, he found that he seemed to be imprisoned in place.

Obviously, the air vibrates and bursts, which makes people's eardrums unbearable, but around him, the gravel doesn't vibrate at all. It seems that some heavy weight is pressing on it, suppressing the whole space.

Joking is not nonsense. Coffin sand coffin coffin sand coffin, of course, is a coffin.

What the giant beast of sand spits out is only a lock. The real "coffin" has blocked klockdar when it gathers strength.

Boom!!

Sure enough, the next second, countless yellow sand surged around and buckled in the middle like petals. Klockdar woke up instantly and bit blood from his lips.

Weight Shalan!

Then

Shenshalan!!!

With him as the center, the whirlwind soared instantaneously, and yellow sand tornadoes that skeleton giants could not resist rushed out laterally and rushed in all directions in an attempt to smash the walls.

Boom!

Bang bang!

However, after the violent earthquake, klockdar was surprised to find that these walls had not been damaged at all. Instead, part of the gravel he controlled was taken away by yellow sand, making the walls more solid.

Buzz!!

Between the loud buzzing, silver and white lines continued to spread along the wall, hanging down like a creeper, and at the moment, the sand ball was close to him.

"No!!!"

Locked in the coffin, klockdahl let out a desperate roar, summoned up all his strength, gave the strongest blow, and hit the closed lid of the coffin.

Then

Bang!!

The sand ball fell into the concave trace on the coffin surface accurately. After embedding, the silver and white lines resolutely climbed onto the sand ball and locked it with a "click", forming a huge coffin standing in the desert.

Boom!!

The gravel all over the sky was out of control, with raindrops rolling down, announcing the defeat of a generation of owl klockdar.

Raindrops patter, the world is noisy and quiet, and the atmosphere is strange.

"Return of soul!"

As if he had done a small thing, lowett opened his Mana Shield and waved his stick gently.

Whew, whew, whew!

Hundreds of thousands of troops, even if detonated by new spells, many souls survived. Undigested souls whirled under the rain and gathered in the palm of lowett's hand to form a bright white light ball, which he temporarily put into his trouser pocket.

Having done this, lowett turned to the rear and asked.

"The Navy should be able to carry such a big coffin, general Green Pheasant?"

"Of course, you are very clever."

The Green Pheasant recovered from the shock, and his eyes were indifferent.

"I was going to kill you on the pretext that you didn't listen to advice and had to kill klockdar. Unexpectedly, you guessed my intention."

This is a bit awkward, but the meaning of killing is self-evident!

You old Yb!

Lowett's mouth twitched: "no, I just remembered the Navy's usual style."

"What do you mean?"

"For those with this fruit ability, you always like imprisonment rather than punishment. In the future, everyone is a family. I'll give you a favor..."

I take you as my own man, but you want to kill me?

Sorry, the brother can't do it.

So lowett opened his mouth and said with an evil teasing smile:

"So I think Roger died unjustly. If he ate a dangerous devil fruit, there would be no public punishment."

Green Pheasant: "

Suddenly I really want to kill him?!