Chapter 4982 They know I am Feng Aotian (87)

But how can the Holy Magister be able to get close easily?

The opponent was surrounded by many clay soldiers, who were more powerful than those who attacked him. This shows that the Holy Magister is a careful person.

"I can't get away with my body skills." Jihuai noticed that the nearby earth elements were under Chen Jingfeng's control, and understood the gap between himself and the Holy Magister.

In fact, he was barely able to reach the Grand Mage level. It was normal for him to have a huge gap with the Holy Mage. It was only with the help of the Elf Bow and that mysterious power that he could barely cope.

In fact, besides borrowing that power and the secret technique obtained from the Undead Stock, he had another way.

Once he uses it, he will pay the price - he will completely inherit the power of the Valley of the Dead and will never be able to join the elves again.

Even though he still looks like an elf, his power cannot deceive the barrier left by the elf god.

Jihuai was weighing his thoughts while dealing with the attacking mud soldiers.

Seeing his fellow tribesmen begging him to leave with tears in their eyes, how could he bear to abandon them here since he had the means?

It was so cruel to send them back to a dark place after he had obviously taken them out to see the fresh stars.

Even if he can't enter the elves, even if he can no longer be the prince of elves, it doesn't mean that he can't continue to save his companions.

Jihuai, who wanted to understand, suddenly raised the elven bow with both hands, as if to welcome something.

Chen Jingfeng was far away, and at first he thought Jihuai was going to surrender, but then he thought it was impossible.

Who in the Mowu Continent doesn't know that the Eastern Elf Prince is a tough guy and has no intention of surrendering.

"Please give me strength."

"I am willing to give up my identity as an elf and inherit my power."

When Jihuai said these words with piety on his face, Chen Jingfeng felt that something was wrong, and quickly communicated with the earth element, controlling countless clay soldiers to attack Jihuai's position crazily.

Just listen to Jihuai say again: "Undead, I need your help now!" Chen Jingfeng almost fell off his chair, what? He, an elf prince, is summoning the undead?

Before he could think about it, there were strange sounds all around, especially as the ground began to crack. An animal bone claw suddenly came out of the ground and crushed the mud soldiers apart.

Scenes like this were happening in every inch of land, and the mud soldiers were easily scattered in front of these undead bones.

The power of the Holy Magister is very powerful, but the mysterious power of the undead can still defeat him!

Chen Jingfeng felt the vibration on the ground. He continued to communicate with the earth element and decided to capture the thief first. Soon, a huge clay soldier appeared with weapons.

But those undead bones were also very fast, and they climbed onto the mud soldiers one by one.

Chen Jingfeng controlled the huge mud soldiers and tried to shake off these white reptiles, but it was in vain. The withered bones of the undead are the best at digging into the soil, and in the blink of an eye, they drilled out holes one by one for his mud soldiers.

The ground shook again, and larger undead bones appeared.

Chen Jingfeng wanted to go over and deal with Jihuai. If the other party was just a being below the level of a great magician, he would definitely succeed.

But since the other party inherited his power, it was impossible for him to deal with Ji Huai directly.

The elf prince does not have the blessing of God, but he has the help of these dead bones.

Chen Jingfeng was a little reluctant, but no matter how many clay soldiers and clay weapons he condensed, he couldn't get close to Jihuai's body.

The bones of the undead were scattered, and with Jihuai's call, they would quickly regroup.

Unless, he can crush them every time.

If they were just ordinary dead bones, it would not be difficult for him to do it, but these dead bones are all undead, and there is a powerful force to summon and support them, even if he is a holy magician, he can't bear it. (End of chapter)