Chapter 123: A blow through the air

After killing the blood-colored practitioners, Xiao Ling had no time to clean up the spoils of these blood-colored practitioners and flew towards the center of the blood-colored church.

Mu Lin rushed from a distance, and Xiao Ling's back disappeared at the end of the corridor, leaving only the corpses on the ground. Mu Lin was speechless. In just a moment, all 130 blood-colored practitioners were killed, and none of them were left behind. Is this still a human? The power of the devil is really powerful enough.

Xiao Ling vibrated the demon wings behind him and flew quickly towards the main hall of the Blood-colored Church. Two red lights were emitted from his eyes. He looked into the distance and saw all the scenery within hundreds of meters in the distance.

A graceful woman in a white sacrificial robe was kneeling under the statue of the demon god and praying devoutly, and graceful Sanskrit sounds were floating in the blood-colored church.

Xiao Ling flew to the main hall of the Blood-colored Church, quietly floating in the air, looking down, the demon statue below was just like Xiao Ling's current appearance, and was covered with a black aura. The person wearing the sacrificial robe was unknown who it was. Xiao Ling guessed that she was probably the owner of the Blood-colored Monastery, nun Oslinlan.

The woman in a white sacrificial robe stood up slowly, and the robe opened slightly, blew constantly, and slowly turned around. A slightly pale face gradually became very clear, and her meticulous face was filled with cold chill. It was a shocking beauty, like the snow goddess in the snow, shocking the people.

"When the earth turns into a bloody color, Lord Mokonas and Lord Karlos will be resurrected, allowing their believers to embark on the path of the gods and move towards eternal life. Human beings, your consciousness will disappear in this world, but your flesh will accompany Lord Karlos to become an eternal and immortal existence, enjoy this moment." She slowly rose from the ground, stood in the air, and said to Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling finally saw her information clearly.

Oslinlan: Level 30 Super Elite.

Elites of the same level are divided into ordinary elites, strengthening elites, super-level elites, and there are also great differences in strength among the elites of different levels. However, there are very few super-level elites, and there may not be one super-level elite among thousands of elites. The tasks in the game are complex, with countless ordinary tasks and side tasks, but the main tasks are difficult to encounter. The difficulty of the main tasks is often several times that of the side tasks. Super-level elites will generally only be generated in the main tasks. Because of their existence, the difficulty of the main tasks has increased significantly.

This Oslinlan is also a super elite! The old appraiser said that Oslinlan was an ordinary thirty-level boss. The old appraiser, to be precise, was Elder Malduk. He provided these false information clearly to let Xiao Ling die! If it weren't for Silell, he would probably still be in the dark.

System: Under the guidance of the demon's power, the completion degree is 50%.

Xiao Ling spent some time on the way and waited for the demonic power to complete 49% before entering the main hall of the Blood Colored Church. Xiao Ling was in a conflicted heart. He had to wait until the demonic power was guided to a certain level before he had enough ability to defeat Oslinlan and Mokonasa. However, for every 1% of the demonic power was guided, Xiao Ling had less time left.

"Humanity, I will give your consciousness to the great Lord Carlos as a gift." Oslinlan suddenly opened his eyes, his robe danced in the wind, and he chanted a complicated spell.

Dark realm!

The entire Blood Church's main hall suddenly became darker, and darkness enveloped everything. Xiao Ling could only see himself, Oslinlan and the statue of the Demon God, and everything else seemed to have suddenly disappeared and no longer existed.

Devil charge!

No more magic was allowed to be made by Oslinlan. Xiao Ling waved the sword in his hand and rushed towards Oslinlan. The demon sword in his hand drew a long phantom and slashed towards Oslinlan with a sharp aura.

A blow to kill the air!

Oslinlan waved the black gem staff in her hand, and a black shield rose on her body, but she did not dare to take Xiao Ling's attack. While avoiding Xiao Ling's attack, she summoned spells, and ice icy shrouded towards Xiao Ling like rain of arrows all over the sky.

Oslinlan's flight speed is not slower than Xiao Ling, and the chanting speed of various magic is amazingly fast, and there are countless instant magics. She is much more difficult than Fan Luna. Xiao Ling keeps dodging and is inevitably attacked by magic. These magic can take away Xiao Ling's damage by five or six thousand every time. Compared with before, Xiao Ling's magic resistance has increased much. It can be seen how high Oslinlan's attack strength is. If it were an ordinary player, no player could withstand Oslinlan's attack. However, Xiao Ling's blood volume at this time had nearly 500,000 total blood volume. The damage of five or six thousand was not unbearable for Xiao Ling.

The ice and snow all over the sky seemed to be covering the sky, and the cold dark aura filled this dark space. Xiao Ling remembered that Oslinlan was a nun during his lifetime, majoring in the power of light. He didn't know what happened after her death, but he actually practiced ice magic and dark magic, and his strength was so terrifying.

Xiao Ling chased Oslinlan, but she could never touch Oslinlan's body. Every time she was always freed from it, Xiao Ling suddenly thought of something and recalled Wuyan's pace. Wuyan's pace was very mysterious. When he chased the enemy, the other party would be entangled and could not get rid of it anyway. This is the positioning technique summarized by Wuyan after a long period of monster killing. These steps were repeatedly demonstrated in Xiao Ling's mind over and over again, and unconsciously applied to the process of chasing Oslinlan.

Gradually, Oslinlan found herself forced into a corner, and Xiao Ling had blocked her escape route to death.

Touch of ice and snow!

Oslinlan cast an ice magic with a slow effect, trying to reduce Xiao Ling's speed and then escape in one fell swoop. Xiao Ling noticed Oslinlan's intention in advance and added a demonic immunity to himself before the Ice and Snow Touch attacked him.

Xiao Ling made a mistake and stuck Oslinlan's way. The demonic sword in her hand frequently attacked Oslinlan. Xiao Ling unknowingly used the steps of Wuyan to force the other party, forcing Oslinlan to the corner of the dark field, preventing her from escaping. A series of attack damage appeared on Oslinlan's head, and each attack had nearly tens of thousands of attack damage.

A magic profession is approached by a melee profession. Unless the level and strength of that magic profession player or monster is much higher than that of melee profession player, he will undoubtedly die. Oslinlan and Xiao Ling's strength are equal and they are approached again. The thin cloth robe on his body cannot resist the sharp demon sword at all.

Xiao Ling's attacks continued, and the positioning skills inherited from Wu Yan were not flawed at all. Although they were still a little worse than Wu Yan, it was enough in this case. Under Xiao Ling's endless attack, Oslinlan's blood volume dropped rapidly, but there was no power to counterattack. Three minutes later, Oslinlan's blood volume was only 22%. Xiao Ling was secretly alert to guard against Oslinlan's counterattack, but the long sword in his hand danced out sword flowers, covering Oslinlan's whole body without any gaps to break through.

Dark puppet!

Oslinlan suddenly disappeared, and then turned into two Oslinlans who were unknown whether it was true or false. The two puppets ran in two different directions. Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment, and rushed towards a puppet, using a series of sword skills to cover the puppet. In just thirty seconds, under Xiao Ling's attack, the puppet was shattered by Xiao Ling's violent killing.

Seeing that the puppet was shattered like glass, it turned out to be a fake one. Xiao Ling couldn't help but curse. Her luck was so bad. Looking at the other side, the real Oslinlan was holding up a staff and singing a spell. The darkness and ice and snow elements around her quickly gathered up, like an ice storm, covering the entire space into this storm. Oslinlan disappeared in this storm and could no longer find her trace.

Xiao Ling looked at his blood volume. After the battle just now, Xiao Ling only had more than 300,000 blood volume. The ice edges in the storm were like sharp knives, piercing into Xiao Ling's body, and the blood volume kept falling. In just thirty seconds, Xiao Ling only had more than 200,000 blood volume. The wind and snow blurted Xiao Ling's eyes, and Xiao Ling had no vision at all.

Xiao Ling held the Demon Sword tightly, closed her eyes under the stimulation of ice and snow, and could only feel the place of Oslinlan with her heart. Suddenly, the Demon Sword kept trembling, and a strange feeling surged in Xiao Ling's heart. This feeling that seemed real and illusory, Xiao Ling could not describe it.

A blow to break through the air!

The demonic sword in Xiao Ling's hand slowly stabbed forward, but it only stabbed forward dozens of centimeters. With a puff, it seemed to pierce into a soft body. The violent howling sound in his ear suddenly stopped, and the wind and snow had just stopped.
Chapter completed!