v3 Chapter 1314： Crossing mice (ten / 116)

All I can say is that the fog of Chaos is really fierce.

If you use intuitive data to show that although Wang Ling's one-strike knife can cause explosion damage output, as long as this chaos fog is present, the mist prince can reduce up to 75% of the damage.

This is also the main reason why the misty prince can stand up again after two consecutive strikes by Wang Ling.

Injured, but not seriously injured, and such injuries are far from lethal.

Wang Ling was even more surprised.

In addition to the damage reduction effect, this chaos fog also has the ability to heal itself, and this self-healing can ignore the "severe wound" effect.

The last person who was extremely confident in his "self-healing ability" was President Bai.

It is a pity that President Bai did not count on Wang Ling's every attack with a "severe injury" effect.

So much so that he was too late to recover after being hurt ...

Now, marmots have fully demonstrated the professionalism of a qualified meat shield.

He is not afraid of even serious injuries!

Even if it is beaten into residual blood, as long as there is a chaos fog, you can come back to life!

It's really a tough guy!

In cosmic space, Wang Ling stared at the misty monarch who climbed out of the second pit, and was thinking about countermeasures.

If we want to kill this marmot, we must find a way to peel off this layer of chaos.

However, from the current results, Wang Ling did not think of a suitable way.

Because this chaotic mist seems to have been integrated with the marmot!

Became an indivisible existence!

"Because it has been hidden in the mist for too long, has the mist considered itself as an organ on this groundhog?" Wang Ling guessed.

...

On the other side, the gray mist prince crawling out of the second deep pit was very depressed.

The second face was too sudden.

He even once suspected that he had taken the wrong script.

As the first beast under the ancestral throne, he has never encountered such a scene of unilateral acceptance of beatings.

The Golden Lantern Monk has never asked for such a big deal in his hands!

Rumble Rumble ...

On the surface of the moon, a violent vibration sounded.

The Gray Mist rushed up from the ground again, and aimed his sharp claws in the direction of Wang Ling.

"Are you still here?" Wang Ling didn't believe the marmot would repeat his tricks.

At such a distance, no matter how fast the marmot was, he could immediately shoot the marmot back like a fly.

Seeing that there might be another third deep pit on the surface of the moon.

When I saw Gray Mist flying into the air, his sharp claws tore open a space directly, then turned the body into light particles, and quickly disappeared into the void!

Did it disappear halfway?

Do not……

Wang Ling found that the marmot wanted to get into his own spiritual space.

It's really an omnipotent claw.

The barriers leading to the spiritual space can be torn in.

This is regarded as Wang Ling's mistake.

He didn't expect Marmot to have this ability.

Caused him to be careless for a while.

But even if it is in his spiritual space ...

From Wang Ling's point of view, this marmot is simply seeking its own way.

...

The spiritual space of a normal practitioner is very small.

It is needless to say that the spiritual person has a wide range of spiritual space.

Take monks as examples.

The spiritual world of a monk is about the level of a solar system.

But the spiritual space of Wang Ling ...

After entering the misty prince, I felt foolish.

Because he found that he was just detached from one real universe and into another spiritual universe ...

rub!

What a spiritual space that humans have!

"Are you ready to die?" It was a cold voice that sounded from Wang Ling's spiritual space universe.

Sound seems to be the essence of this universe.

Overlapping, with terrible echoes like the death knell.

Coming from all directions.

The familiar figure of white hair appeared, composed of countless stars and particles.

As always, it ’s like playing in the heavens.

Wang Ying manifested his body in front of Gray Mist, with his eyes domineering and immortal.

"Are you ... the shadow of this person?" Gray Wujun said with a dull expression.

He felt it.

The breath on this person is the same as the large shadow from the previous riots on the back of the moon.

Power from the same avenue.

The groundhog was surprised.

Although he only worked face to face, he could feel the shadow in front of him very strong.

His body is mixed with reality, as if fused in this spiritual world built by the stars and seas, indistinct and invisible.

The pair of cold obsidian-like eyes, full of sharpness, even without Wang Tong's blessing, can still bring a great sense of shock.

The grey light flickered on the groundhog, which once again improved the protection ability of the chaotic fog!

Now, the Chaos Fog has added 50% damage reduction effect, wrapping him up and down.

The groundhog never expected that one day it would blow the chaos fog to 50%.

Because there is so much chaos in him.

50% of the chaos fog means that the majority of the chaos power distribution in his body will be used for this chaos fog.

The effect of damage reduction is up, but at the same time his power damage will be weakened due to the distribution of chaotic power in the body.

"Relying on this gray coat, so do whatever you want." Wang Ying's eyes became more and more indifferent.

Under such a compelling sight, Gray Mist Jun finally couldn't bear it: "Don't be too arrogant! When Daozu gave birth to me, you were not even DNAse!"

The groundhog started, and under the blessing of the fog, he extended his claws and grabbed one claw!

The void ahead is distorted, and there is an invisible chaotic wave spreading, and Wang Ying is imprisoned in it.

At the same time, the smogging mist on his body turned into wings at this moment, making him a flying marmot!

Divine wings wave, a wave is the effect of shrinking into inches!

Countless stars were drawn into the storm and then torn into strong powder by the strong wind.

The marmot waved its wings and probed its claws, trying to tear Wang Ying's body.

Wang Ying was too lazy to dodge ~ www.novelhall.com ~ When this claw hit his brain, it passed directly through his body.

No harm was done to him.

"It's a stupid groundhog. It's such a heavy hand to the shadow." Wang Ying's eyes were cold.

He has learned all this.

This chaotic fog is indeed the key.

And the chaos fog itself is actually similar to him.

It is also a kind of "nothingness", without substance.

Well, as long as he blasts out this chaotic fog, the marmot will deal well.

"You chose to come into Wang Ling's spiritual space, and you really sought your way out." At this point, Wang Ying had already thought of a way to crack the chaotic fog.

He stared at the terrified marmot, showing "nuclear good eyes".