Chapter 364 Rakshasa Ghost, Senluo Hell
While everyone was wailing.
The space in front of Wang Yuanfeng rippled, the summoning formation slowly emerged, and the golden color flowed.
A monster slowly walked out from inside.
The monster had a body shape similar to that of a human being, with feathers all over its body, a poisonous tongue spitting out from its mouth, and a black aura lingering around its body.
[Name: Rakshasa Ghost]
[Attributes: Dark, Poison]
[Level: Gold Level 5]
[Qualification: Diamond]
[Skills: Feathers in the sky, miasma, hell]
[Weakness: Light]
[Evolution route: 1]
[Introduction: The body is similar to a human being. The body is covered with feathers, the mouth spits out poisonous tongue, and the black energy lingers around the body. The Rakshasa ghost often attacks human villages and is extremely ferocious. 】
Wang Yuanfeng squinted his eyes, his expression was indifferent, neither happy nor sad.
"Admit defeat, if you don't want to experience extreme pain."
His voice was not loud, but everyone in the room could hear him clearly.
As soon as everyone heard this sentence, a chill suddenly filled their hearts.
The scenes from the previous rounds of competition came to mind again.
It was truly a terrifying, despairing scene.
"Since I'm standing here, I won't admit defeat. It's okay if you want me to. Just show your strength."
Li Qingzhou said calmly, looking directly at Wang Yuanfeng with his hands behind his back, without any fear.
"You asked for this, you can't blame me!"
Wang Yuanfeng said and opened his eyes suddenly.
"Then let you experience the ultimate pain!"
That was the moment he opened his eyes.
The Rakshasa ghost has already started attacking.
The Rakshasa ghost had a green face and fangs, and looked extremely fierce.
I saw his sinister eyes staring at Linghou Taiping, and then his eyes narrowed.
In an instant, the temperature of the entire arena dropped several degrees.
A chilly air covered the entire arena.
Skill Senluo Hell!
The Rakshasa ghost launched the Senluo Hell.
Senluo Hell is an illusion-type skill. With the Rakshasa ghost as the center, a 10-meter radius will be shrouded in an illusory realm.
And this illusion is a terrifying hell scene.
It was in this horrific hell scene that the previous martial arts players were so frightened that their minds were on the verge of collapse.
Even before the fight started, I was already scared.
There was no need for Wang Yuanfeng to take action, they themselves were scared to death.
Moreover, this Senluo Hell is not just for pet beasts, it is a range, and the beast masters in it will also see the terrifying scene. Scenes appeared in front of Li Qingzhou's eyes, scenes of incomparable horror.
Countless evil spirits are roaring, and countless yakshas are floating.
Red oil is billowing and smoke is billowing!
Wails, cries, curses, shouts...
Countless voices lingered in my ears.
Liuyuanzhen on the referee's bench also looked stunned.
This spiritual skill is so powerful that even he, a quasi-master beast master, actually saw a hint of the illusion of hell.
And the horrific scenes contained in that illusion actually made him feel slightly chilled.
He took another look at Wang Yuanfeng, who was standing in the middle of the field with his arms folded, standing proudly, overlooking the whole field, and couldn't help but admire in his heart.
"This pet beast is almost invincible at the gold level with this skill alone. No gold level pet beast can withstand this terrifying Senluo Hell."
He fell in love with Li Qingzhou again.
Li Qingzhou lowered his head slightly, as if he was deep in thought.
In front of Linghou Taiping, there was the same scene as before Li Qingzhou, strange, terrifying and gloomy.
All the visions were playing out in his mind, trying to destroy his spirit.
The corners of Wang Yuanfeng's mouth turned up slightly, forming a smile, "It's done, he is another vulnerable guy."
As he spoke, he shook his head and continued, "Aside from being able to talk big words, he has no real ability. He can't even make a single move in his hands."
He slowly closed his eyes again, waiting for the scene of Li Qingzhou and his pet beast screaming, crying, and rolling on the ring due to a mental breakdown.
But at this moment, Spirit Monkey Taiping raised his head.
He looked at the ferocious Rakshasa ghost in front of him, filled with poisonous energy, and slowly stretched out a finger, "Define!"
Body-fixing technique!
The body of the Rakshasa ghost stiffened slightly, and its two pupils shrank tightly.
An invisible force bound him.
The Senluo Hell was instantly shattered and absorbed into his spiritual consciousness.
Senluo hell is broken!
The spiritual consciousness of Wang Yuanfeng and the Rakshasa ghost are connected.
The moment Senluo Hell broke apart, his consciousness had already sensed it.
He opened his eyes suddenly and looked at Li Qingzhou in disbelief.
"How did you do it?" Wang Yuanfeng asked in surprise.
Li Qingzhou smiled slightly, "Isn't it just mental skills? Who doesn't know it?"
"Chirp!"
"This kind of pediatric question, this level of illusion, I want to scare this king. I am the monkey king, the omnipotent monkey king!"
Spirit Monkey Taiping said.
After saying that, he kicked his legs and turned into a stream of light, heading directly towards the Rakshasa ghost.
The Rakshasa ghost's pupils shrank suddenly, and the feathers all over his body vibrated.
He was struggling to break free from the restraints of the holding technique.
The spiritual power of Linghou Taiping's body-holding technique is more powerful than his Senluo Hell.
So this body-fixing technique not only broke his Senluo Hell, but also fixed his body in place.
However, the Rakshasa ghost was worthy of being a gold-level beast, and he soon broke free from this bondage.
Cross your hands in front of your chest.
The monkey Taiping punched out.
That small fist instantly crossed a distance of about 10 meters and arrived in front of the Rakshasa ghost.
The Rakshasa ghost crossed his hands and protected himself.
"Bang!!!"
Taiping's small fist suddenly became larger, larger than the entire Rakshasa ghost.
The Rakshasa ghost flew backwards under the huge fist.
A terrifying wind pressure swept across the ring, blowing up dust all over the ground.
The Rakshasa ghost flew straight for about 10 meters before stopping.
At this moment, his arms were open, and the feathers on his body gave him a short-term floating ability.
And it was because of the floating ability that he did not fall off the ring.
"What is this?"
Someone in the audience exclaimed.
"Is this really a stone monkey?"
"Rakshasa was actually beaten back and almost knocked off the ring!"
"What did I see? Is this person so strong?"
"Wow, I guess I have to buy a lottery ticket after get off work."
In the audience, the martial arts masters exclaimed.
He Feng's face changed slightly.
After this round of confrontation, Wang Yuanfeng was actually at a disadvantage.
This made him unbelievable and unacceptable.
Who is this Li Qingzhou? He looks only 18 years old, why is his pet so strong?
He Fengfeng couldn't figure it out.
On the ring.
Wang Yuanfeng also put away his calm and composed look at this moment, his face became solemn, and his fists were clenched tightly.
In this round of confrontation, he was crushed.
Not only was Senluo Hell broken, but in the competition of strength, Rakshasa was almost knocked off the ring.
This made him unacceptable!
