Cultivating Immortals For All: I Can Modify The Script Of Life

Chapter 314 Majestic Momentum, Ghost Fire

Li Ang stood beside the corpse, clenched his fist with his right hand, and slowly withdrew it.

"How...how is this possible?!"

Beryl's eyes widened in disbelief.

Li Ang grinned, "What is this? It's just an ordinary low-level black dragon corpse, not even a spirit body. If you only have this ability, then you should surrender as soon as possible."

Belial took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "I don't care, you must die here today, no, I will kill you first!"

Li Ang smiled and nodded, "Okay, please go ahead, I'll be waiting."

Belial roared and rushed over, the surrounding air suddenly exploded, a hurricane was set off, and Li Ang's robe sleeves and hem were rattled.

Belial's arms stretched out, as if possessing the power to tear apart the air.

Li Ang still didn't dodge, just raised his left hand and pushed forward.

"Boom!"

A majestic and vast force swept from all directions, shaking Belial, which was condensed by the black mist, into powder.

At the same time, a red arc pierced the sky, spanned a long distance in an instant, and bombarded Li Ang's face.

"Ahem..." Li Ang covered his cheeks and staggered to the ground.

Belial's soul touch has penetrated into Li Ang's sea of ​​consciousness, not only blocking his thinking and spiritual world, but also trying to seize control of his body.

However, Belial did not come alone. The number of dark wizards and dark knights he brought was extremely large, and their strength was not bad, and there were even many powerful people hidden among them.

Li Ang was injured by Belial just now, and was attacked by the cursed force. His head was dizzy, his body was sore, and his will was gradually weakening.

If it were someone else, Beryl would definitely have controlled his body and turned him into a puppet; however, he was different.

"What's happening here?"

An elderly black wizard frowned and muttered to himself: "That wizard's soul power is unexpectedly powerful... Logically speaking, even I should fall in the second round of soul erosion! "

"Something's wrong..."

Another short, thin wizard wearing a half-skull mask shook his head, "I remember Belial's description that it once tried to interfere with his mental world with mental attacks, causing him to become confused and stiff... But this time it seems to be completely reversed."

"I can't feel the fluctuation of this guy's soul, nor can I hear any sound, and I can't feel a trace of spiritual energy... He is like a pure wizard." The black wizard who spoke first hesitated.

"It seems that he really used some weird method to suppress the witch power." Another younger dark wizard said, "Or, his own Bloodline Talent is too special, which can block the curse effect." .”

"In this way, it saves Belial's trouble."

"Let us join forces and capture his soul!"

A group of wizards exchanged a few words, winked at each other, and rushed towards Li Ang respectively.

Their figures were swift and nimble, like streaks of black lightning, passing a distance of 100 meters in the blink of an eye, raising their arms together, releasing pitch-black magic power.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Li Ang stepped on his feet without rushing, and easily dodged the attack of the black wizards, while those black wizards let out a shrill cry, and layers of faint halos appeared on the surface of their bodies, bursting like bubbles.

"Impossible, our magic has no effect on him!"

"Is he a Devil!"

"Damn, how did he do it? What kind of evil witchcraft did he use...Ah!"

The bodies of several black wizards swelled suddenly, and then disintegrated and died again.

"These guys are vulnerable..."

Li Ang muttered and walked towards Belial.

"No! Don't come here, don't come near me!"

Belial roared in horror, "I warn you..."

Before it could finish speaking, a cloud of black liquid sprayed out from its neck and hit the ground, emitting a disgusting stench.

"You...what did you do to me...how did I, my body become like this..."

"Oh, you asked me..."

Li Ang scratched his scalp, and a red flame shot out from his fingertips, "I just want to tell you that your magic power is constantly flowing."

Belial was stunned for a few seconds, "You lied to me! I don't believe...uh...my...my magic power!"

It had a terrified expression on its face.

Burned by Li Ang's fireball, Belial's body shrank and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, he became thin from 30 centimeters tall to 2.56 meters, and turned into a skinny skeleton. And the black mist wrapped around it also dissipated.

This eerie picture elicited exclamations, and the black wizards hurriedly retreated away from it, for fear of suffering disaster.

Belial, however, ignored the gazes of other people, and looked at the crimson flame jumping in Li Ang's hand tremblingly, "You...how do you have the flame of alchemy...you..."

Alchemy is the basic magic used by ancient magicians to manipulate elements and spells. It has not been used for a long time in modern times. Even the ancient wizards who survived only know a few simple alchemy skills, and do not know how to use magic power. Only magic potions can be used to assist spellcasting, such as the fire ball and water ball that Li Ang uses now.

Li Ang shrugged his shoulders, not interested in talking nonsense with Belial, "So, why did you ask me to help you work, to be your dog's leg? You know that I know nothing about alchemy, and I will only waste materials."

Belial said awkwardly: "Because... because you are the only one who knows... knows..."

It closed its mouth suddenly, and green will-o'-the-wisps burst out of its eye sockets, "Hey, ho, ho, ho!"

It opened its mouth suddenly, bared its fangs, and rushed towards Li Ang.

"Don't you want to say it?" Li Ang sneered, swung his staff, and hit Belial hard on the head.

This heavy hammer directly crushed its entire head.

Belial limply slumped on the ground, his body melted quickly, turning into a pool of dark brown thick liquid, emitting a strong stench.

The corpses of the black wizards piled up like a mountain, but Li Ang ignored them and walked towards the next battlefield.

"Let's not hold back any more, let's attack with all our strength." A wizard wearing a black cloak said, "We will shoot together, we will definitely be able to catch him!"

"Not bad." Several other black wizards agreed: "We have cooperated for more than ten years, and we are very skilled in cooperating with each other. He will definitely not be able to withstand our joint attack!"

"Hmph, let's go together." The leading black wizard sneered.

Many black wizards took out a silver-white slender wooden stick, injected magic power, and stirred up a weak magical aura.

The black robe was hunting, the air twisted, and the stormy magic quickly gathered, condensing into various magic items of different shapes, and swarmed towards Li Ang.