Chapter two hundred and seventy-five, passivity

If you step aside, what will happen to the cold nebula standing behind you? But if not to move, then they will not what offensive fighting skills, how to resist the fire of the Nether World?

Just as Celta Fengsi was in a dilemma, the cold nebula behind her stood up. The Cold Nebula was much taller than Certa Zephyr, so when he stood up he saw the Pale fire that was pouring out of it.

As I watched the Pale fire draw closer and closer to me, I was still standing in front of me. I had a better understanding of the ability of the Cold Nebula, although from enter the lion fort to now the wind wind is good, but the wind wind wind wind is not a bit of attack-type Fighting Skills Ah, it is there is a way to resist the fire of the Nether!

And at this moment, I stand here already can feel this group of Pale fire to bring me the kind of cold and hot feeling, standing in front of their own Celta Wind can not feel?

Think of here, cold Nebula's heart is a billow again, with the body law of certa breeze, this kind of attack she obviously can dodge, but she has been standing here, is to want to fight for oneself this one time, can't? I don't think so? No reason at all! ... SCARED OUT OF MY MIND... Yeah, she must have freaked out, or maybe she just bumped into her ...... ... AHEM... ! Well, it's up to me to save her now!

Determined to save the life of Celta Wind, the Cold Nebula spoke to Celta wind and said, "don't be afraid, I'm here! " Holding out his hand, want to use a big reversal of the beautiful posture to make themselves and Celta wind swap positions.

Maybe the universe is playing a joke on the cold Nebula, and the cold Nebula's outstretched hand just happens to press down on the full chest of certa breath, and all of a sudden, the cold Nebula's heart is nervous...

If I had just bumped into the back of CERTA Fengxi, it could also be said that I was not ready in the panic, but this time? Even if you know you didn't mean to do it, what would Celta wind think? ... If she starts to scream, give her one of her "hooligan" noises like Israel. ... You'll have to answer for yourself this time.

At the thought of this, the Cold Nebula had only one image in mind... Celta Wind, after a cry of hooliganism, sets off a chain reaction in which she dies not at the hands of skeletons whose mouths breathe fire, but at the hands of Isreal... ...

At the thought of this image, the Cold Nebula felt as if he had turned to stone in an instant, but he couldn't turn to stone now, and if he did, a few seconds later... I'm going to be cremated by this little skeleton...

The Cold Nebula was so worried that the SERTA breath would cry out, but he was so worried about it that he forgot to let go of his hand on the full chest of the SERTA breath.

Having felt the cold hand of the NEBULA press against my chest, the face of CERTA breath is on fire, but it's in the mist, and if anyone could see it, it would be...

With this in mind, CERTA Fengxi reached out hastily to remove the hand cold Nebula was holding to her chest.

But even more to the surprise of Celta Wind, his movements were somewhat rigid deformation... It's. ...... What the Hell is going on here? Do you love Cold Nebulae in your heart?

Both Cold Nebula and Celta breath are in trouble because of this episode, but little skull won't stop, that faint ghost fire is still constantly toward the Cold Nebula and the direction of the two people in the wind.

Feeling the heat and cold coming closer to the cold nebulas, it suddenly dawned on me that if I stood still and stared, it would be really over, no matter what Celta breath thought, you have to live to explain yourself to her!

With this in mind, cold nebula immediately returned to its normal state, refreshed itself, and leaning back slightly, it again brewed the faint fire of the Nether world, which had long since been frightened back, and then leaned forward, a ghostly fire is facing the small skeleton to spurt out the ghostly fire to spurt out.

The Nether fire of the cold Nebula is an ancient lineage of the faeries, and this little skull is but a small link in the mighty Phalanx of the grim reaper, and there is no comparison between nature and the thick mist between them, a huge fireball came out of the fist of the cold nebula and collided with the ghost fire of the little skull, instantly extinguishing the ghost fire of the little skull.

The Pale fire of the cold nebula seems to be much more powerful than the dark fire of the little skeleton, but the little skeleton is also very cunning, see the cold Nebula hit out of the Pale fire will be their own spray Pale fire to burn out, immediately turned around, flew to another direction, escaped the Pale fire attack.

The Cold Nebula had finally broken the attack of the little skeleton that Celta Wind faced, and before he could catch his breath, the skeleton that he was dealing with came up from behind...

The reason why the cold nebula dared to use the pale fire on the small skeleton that was spewing the Pale fire in front of Celta Wind's body, it was only because he had no companion of his own in that direction, judging from the concern of his companions for the wind of Certa, that he dared to use the Pale fire to go up against the little skeleton who spurted the Pale fire, cold nebulas wouldn't dare if they weren't sure which way they were headed without their own companions.

Now the Cold Nebula had just shifted with the Star to protect it. The Cold Nebula was in front, the star was in the back, and the skull from behind was facing the star!

By now the CERTA breath had calmed down enough to know that it was the skull of the Cold Nebula that was attacking him when he saw two glistening green fireflies in the thick fog.

"Now that the little skeleton I'm dealing with is being dealt with by Lord Leng Xingyun, I'll have to deal with the little skeleton too! " Thinking of this, Serta, full of breath, leaped forward and waved her moongoddess Wand, that little skull is a total boner magnet.

The skull had been battling the cold Nebula, which, despite its powerful Nether fire, was a far cry from the Cold Nebula in terms of physical effort.

However, Celta wind is not the same, this elven clan Lorie's skill is almost comparable to the hunter Isriel, together with her born moon God's power, the general opponent is really not in sight.

If it hadn't been for the fog in death's circle, the flaming skeleton would have been smitten by her moonstruck staff.

It was not easy for Isreal either, even as Celta Wind was fighting the little skull, who, though of exceptional skill, was a wandering hunter of the house of boggs, she might have been able to write an encyclopedia of the art of combat, with a bag full of hidden weapons that seemed to never be used up. But such a jack-of-all-trades is now driven to heaven and nowhere by this little skeleton.

The visibility was not even a meter, and it was impossible to see clearly what was going on around them. If it wasn't for the fire in the little skeleton's eyes, in a fog-filled Lion Fort that looks like two fireflies flying side-by-side, Israel might not even be able to find her opponent anywhere.

But even if she could find an opponent, now isriel would not dare to strike him with all his might, for the fog was too heavy to see his companions, and the hammer and Arrow could not be used, not to mention the little skull... If you do hit one of your own, it's no joke...

The sledgehammers and arrows don't work, and so do all sorts of concealed weapons, for the same reason that they don't work, because their range is too large, and their area is smaller, and they're easier to avoid by these very agile little skeletons, so they're harder to use.

Heavy Hammer Arrows and hidden weapons, two of the hunter's survival techniques can not be used, Israel's attack ability suddenly dropped to 30% , only with the hand of the Rune Wood Bow Swung...

There is no comparison between the rune wooden bow used as a stick and the Serta Wind Wand, which is about a metre long when added together, and the rune wood bow in Isreal's hand? However, both sides of the bow are thin, and there is a Radian in the middle, so it is very difficult to swing.

Plus, Isreal itself is a lot higher than Celta Wind, so using the same length of fog would be even worse, so even if Isreal was constantly jumping up and down, there's nothing you can do about this little skeleton that breathes fire.

Fortunately, Isriel can now use some of the body to confuse the basic intelligence of this small skull, otherwise, isriel would have been a small skull to burn.

All three of the more effective men in the mist were confounded by the little skeleton, not to mention the weaker Shary and frost fog, ... Shary survives only by the blessing of the Moon, and frost is already running loose in the lion's den, chased by the little skeleton.