Chapter 955 avatars

"let me teach them a lesson! You take care to protect me. "

A mage in a black robe, holding a white Scepter in his hand, ordered to his companions.

With his command, several legendary beings swarmed around him, ready to protect his safety and prepare for Han Chen's assassination.

A huge black phalanx appeared at Wu Yuan's feet. Centered on her feet, it spread in all directions and even the snow goddess was wrapped in it.

"The dark fall!"

The snow goddess's eyes showed an uncertain look. Although Han Chen has just reminded that she is not needed to protect others, but in the face of such a means, she really does not do it?

Dark fall, a spell that takes 7 seconds to cast, has no chance to be used in a 1-on-1 duel.

Even in group operations, a lot of cover is needed.

So this move is usually used to encircle the most powerful, use a large number of teammates as cover and sacrifice, and then use a move beyond the limit.

If we really let this move work out, not only Wu Yuan, but even her life will be in danger if she continues to stay in the area covered by the black array.

Of course, if you want to simply escape the attack range of this move, it is also very simple.

Then, she suddenly thought of Han Chen's innate awakening.

"Since there should be a strong man in your memory, you should not make such a low-level mistake."

The snow goddess made up her mind not to worry about Wu Yuan's safety.

This is a very risky approach, but she knows that Han Chen's insight is absolutely not under her own. When she made the decision to fight back, Han Chen should count all the enemy's combat effectiveness. Even if there are some mistakes, she will not ignore this situation.

If Han Chen is really so stupid, he can't live to this day.

So the snow goddess directly chose to leave the black array.

Of course, she is not doing nothing, but constantly avoiding the cannon fodder, while looking for opportunities to fight back.

She chose to stay. Of course, she could not be satisfied with holding her own life in the group war. If so, why didn't she choose to leave before the battle?

So she was ready to fight back from the start.

The ice and snow Scepter in her hand was flashing blue light, and countless magic surges passed her, but she could not be hurt.

And her figure, also closer and closer to the troll.

The white bone spear shuttled by her side, only an inch away from her, but she still ignored the existence of the white bone spear and continued to move forward.

"It's almost there."

The distance between the snow goddess and the broken star troll is nearly half of the distance in a blink of an eye, leaving only less than ten miles away.

On the other side, Han Chen is also constantly approaching the mage.

When Han Chen's figure disappeared from the original place, the artillery fire washed the ground on his way to the mage, so as not to let Han Chen have any chance to breathe.

Even if it does not do much harm to Han Chenzao, at least we should delay him.

At this time, the pupil of a legendary abyss demon shrinks: "how can it be? Why can he still use phantom skills? "

Other demons also fixed their eyes, and saw that in the torrent of magic, Han Chen's figure was divided into dozens of channels, and then approached them in different directions.

Phantom skills, as long as they bear slight damage, will be directly destroyed. However, the illusion that can be preserved in the torrent is beyond their understanding.

A legendary devil said: "I don't know why the phantoms of Han Chen can be preserved all the time, but they have no real attack power. They are all real illusions."

As he said this, he hit a mirage with a "magic expel" and drove it away.

"Look, my [magic drive] doesn't cost anything at all." This is what the abyss demon said.

A skinny devil urgently reminded: "no, although most of these avatars are fake, but there may be several real avatars, don't be careless!"

Just as he spoke, Han Chen's figure had become several hundred.

Hundreds of Han Chen's phantoms were flying towards them from different directions. Even if it was the baptism of artillery fire, it did not stop Han Chen's pace.

These phantoms are the special effects of the "night devil's boots". It seems that they are not very professional in confusing the enemy. However, because they are fake enough, even the magic attack can be passed through directly. However, if the magic expels them, the phantom will disappear directly.

This originally a chicken ribs skills, in this case, it has played some effect."Seven Jue bodies of shadow!"

Han Chen's body is divided into seven parts, each of which has the possibility of assassinating each other.

"There it is!"

The skinny devil points to one of Han Chen's avatars, and then the sword turns into a snare and tears Han Chen's Avatar to pieces.

As long as the attack exceeds a certain limit, it will be on the verge of breaking.

And in this deluge of magic, it's impossible to hide your avatar.

"There

With that skinny devil again, Han Chen's another incarnation is so fragmented, there is no time to play any effect.

The abyss demons also showed an excited look in their eyes, according to the direction pointed by the skinny devil, Han Chen's Avatar was dispersed one by one.

Han Chen's shadow seven Jue body, in this way, has not yet played a role, it has been all dispelled.

However, Han Chen's phantom still did not mean to stop. Instead, thousands of phantoms were divided and surrounded in the direction of these legendary existence.

The skinny devil seemed to have thought of something, and reminded him in a loud voice: "be careful, everyone. The avatar created by the shadow of the shadow seven Jue body just now is likely to be made by Han Chen's shadow. Han Chen's father may still be hidden in these illusions, even in the shadow of the phantom."

Because Han Chen has already used this move before, they can't be unprepared for Han Chen's move.

Although it's hard to guard against such a means, since they came here to kill Han Chen, it's impossible not to make any preparations.

With the devil's reminder, a black vigorous wind, spiral toward the surrounding blowing breath and go.