Chapter 199 The Power of the Ghost Seal

Qin Weijie is a coward, but he is still very capable. Seeing that the situation is not right, he climbed directly onto the head of the giant dragon Quintu and let Quintu fly into the sky.

Quintu took off, and the remaining giant wolf knights desperately pulled the blond king, which actually slowed down the blond king's movements for a moment.

Looking down from the air at the blond king killing hundreds of giant wolves, Qin Weijie sucked his teeth and said, "It still doesn't work! The difference in strength is too obvious!"

"Emma, ​​you are a Buddhist and Taoist practitioner. If you have any buffs, use them all on these undead!" Qin Weijie looked at Tom and said, "Don't feel sorry for the power of the god of death. Use it all. When the time comes, I will take you to the blood pool in the burial ground to help you recover!"

Tom was speechless. Shouldn't you consider how to escape now? Why are you so angry again! !

Although he complained in his heart, he still increased the output of the power of the god of death. Strange green textures appeared on the entire flute of Thanatos, and all the undead creatures rushed up again as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Emma beside him did not delay, and the talismans on her body flew out without cost, and she was still chanting in Sanskrit.

At this moment, the battlefield was really colorful like a disco, with red, green, blue, and purple magic special effects flying everywhere, plus the beautiful red spider lilies flying in the wind, this scene...

Fuck, I can't see who is who at all!

Even the blond king and those giant wolf knights were covered by the glory.

Only Qin Weijie could see the situation on the battlefield clearly. Through the blood pupil of death, Qin Weijie clearly saw that the blond king was still killing people.

However, it was obviously much harder than before. The undead could already hold him back, and occasionally one or two undead could take the opportunity to attack him, but it was a pity that they could only cause superficial injuries to the blond king at most, and could not cause any substantial damage.

"Weijie, don't get too excited, hurry up!" Tom used up all the power of the god of death and hurriedly called Qin Weijie to leave.

Qin Weijie looked at the blond king with a bad face, and said he could leave! But he must make this grandson pay the price!

"Spiritual inheritance: Song of the Dead Souls!" Qin Weijie's eyes flashed fiercely, and wisps of black death emerged from him.

At the same time, the hideous faces of millions of evil spirits appeared behind Qin Weijie, and a strange, terrifying, and gloomy atmosphere enveloped Qin Weijie.

Countless evil spirits screamed and wailed, faintly merging into a strange movement. Hearing this strange sound that seemed to come from the netherworld, even the blond king felt a chill and couldn't help looking in the direction of Qin Weijie in the air.

Qin Weijie stood on the head of the giant dragon Quintu, staring coldly at the blond king below, like a demon without any emotion.

The blond king knew that it would be disadvantageous for him to drag it on like this, and he instantly burst out with a powerful blow, sweeping the giant axe across to defeat the undead who were surrounding him, buying himself a short time.

The undead were briefly defeated, and the blond king stomped his feet on the ground, and the whole person raised the giant axe like a cannonball and chopped towards Qin Weijie.

Qin Weijie, who was above Quintu's head, remained unmoved, still staring at the blond king indifferently, muttering: "Mysterious Qi, magic power, the power of the netherworld, the power of the god of death, combine!"

Using all the energy in his body, Qin Weijie tried to mix all his power for the first time.

With a bang, the area of ​​hundreds of meters around Qin Weijie turned into a gray and rotten area, and everything seemed to have lost its color at this moment.

Qin Weijie's body was also gushing out gray-black blood like a sieve, and in a blink of an eye he looked like a bloody man, ferocious and terrifying.

It was obvious that Qin Weijie's physique could not support him to use such mixed energy.

After taking a deep breath, Qin Weijie flipped his right hand and a black seal of a unicorn stepping on a ghost appeared in his hand.

As soon as the ghost seal appeared, the wind and clouds changed color, and thunder roared in the sky, and dark clouds closed.

Seeing this strange phenomenon, the blond king felt his scalp tingling slightly. He also noticed the ghost seal in Qin Weijie's hand. This thing is definitely not an ordinary item, it must be a treasure!

It must be said that the blond king is indeed a greedy guy. Even at this time, he is still thinking about the treasure. His eyes are fixed on the ghost seal in Qin Weijie's hand.

"Humph!" Qin Weijie snorted coldly, and his eyes did not hide his sneer at the blond king.

Enduring the severe pain from his body, Qin Weijie held the ghost seal in front of his eyes with both hands, and then injected the four fused energies into it.

In an instant, the ghost seal showed a shocking black light, like a huge black hole, swallowing all the light, and a terrifying beast roar came from the black light.

The next second, the blond king felt as if a mountain fell on his head. He looked up and saw a black and flat seal coming towards him.

There were countless evil ghosts struggling and crying on the seal, and a unicorn with an evil aura stepped on thousands of ghosts. At this moment, the unicorn was like a living thing, staring at the blond king with scarlet eyes.

Boom.

The giant seal fell, and the blond king was directly suppressed into the ground by the giant seal. The blood-colored phantom around him was also shattered. The golden hair was covered with dust, and he looked extremely embarrassed. He spit out large mouthfuls of blood, and even his left leg was deformed.

"Damn, he's not dead yet!" Qin Weijie, who was above Quinto's head, supported his seriously injured body and went down to the ground. The ghost seal had returned to Qin Weijie's hand at this time, and was taken into Qin Weijie's blood pupil in an instant.

The blond king who was suppressed into the ground was more shocked than Qin Weijie at this time.

What is that thing? It can actually seriously injure himself... The destructive energy wandering in his body is extremely overbearing. His body can't recover, and his injuries are still worsening.

You should know that whether it is the bloody magic inherited from the Far North or the knight fighting skills practiced by the Knights of the Round Table, they are all methods that focus on physical training. Even a wizard at the peak of the eighth level of magic power or even the ninth level cannot break through his physical strength.

However, at this time, he was seriously injured by a little ghost with only the seventh level of magic power. The blond king has not experienced such a serious injury for many years.

"Even if I can't capture you today, I will never let you survive!"

The blond king shouted angrily. Qin Weijie gave him too much shock. He felt that he couldn't let this little monster survive.

He struggled to crawl out. The blond king wanted to fight again, but he was worried that forcibly casting magic would hurt his foundation and affect his future strength improvement.

Thinking of this, the blond king hesitated a little, and then turned his head to look at the phantom of the knight's heroic spirit who was about to break out of the predicament. The blond king endured the severe pain and pulled out the magic wand and tapped it lightly, restraining the release of energy in his body to the greatest extent, but this blow was enough to help the Knights escape.

With the help of the Golden Haired King, the shadow of the knight spirit that rushed into the manor ruins broke through the blockade of the fierce fire and finally broke out of the siege.

"That kid is already at the end of his strength, kill him!"

"Yes!"

All the knights were also angry at this time. They were fooled around by a few little ghosts. It was a great shame, a great shame!

"It's really a dog-skin plaster..." Qin Weijie smiled bitterly and looked at the knight spirit that was dozens of meters high, then turned to look at Tom: "Do you want to charge some interest!?"

"What are you going to do?"