Zhou Ming put his fingers in his mouth and blew vigorously, bleeding from his knuckles, dripping down the corners of his mouth.

The night when the Red Door was opened constantly appeared in his mind. That night was as if the moon was washing, and the sky was flying snow, ice crystals danced around him so naturally, buzzing cicadas, as if they were born with independent souls.

"Hohohohoho!"

The rage demon was still roaring, and Zhou Ming's intense desire in his heart gradually grew amidst the devil's roar.

The monster's roar was still deafening, but Zhou Ming felt as if he had entered a strange state, and his whistle in his ears had separated from the rage demon's roar.

Two different emotions in the same space.

Blowing a whistle is just an action, but he somehow realized the mood of summoning the ice cicada again.

In a daze, he saw a picture he had never seen before. He was standing on a boundless snowfield, with snow and ice extending infinitely far away at his feet, white as salt, and the world was white and boundless. His whistle spreads infinitely in this vast space, and the sound will not be reduced no matter how far away it is. It is the only sound between heaven and earth...

Feeling too real, even made Zhou Ming appear an illusion for an instant.

When he came back to his senses, he had already noticed that the air around him began to vibrate slightly, and he heard the hum of cicadas!

coming!

That's how it feels!

The harmless female thief and others saw something that seemed to be transparent around Zhou Ming, like a layer of fuzzy broken glass. She stared at the broken glass and frowned, squinting and wondering: "What is that? ?"

The wind and snow began to swept and revolved around Zhou Ming, and began to spread around. The flying cicadas composed of two extremely thin ice flakes screamed and shuttled in the wind and snow, and slammed into the body of the Wrathful Demon.

They circled the Rage Demon constantly, as if no damage was caused, but large swaths of blood spilled from the sky and hit the ground like a waterfall. The scars on its body that were invisible to the naked eye continued to overlap, and its hard scale armor. Cracked every inch.

The raging demon began to roar, and its roar was earth-shaking, even more angry than before.

The harmless female thief and the others stared wide, staring at this scene in disbelief: "How did he do it?!"

"The range of this spell is already thirty meters, right? A-level elemental conjurer, can it have such a large range?"

"Is he out of control!"

Rakshasa looked at this scene and said lightly: "No, his spell range just looks large, and it doesn't mean that it is his spell range. Even the same spell has a different realm. The thing is given an autonomous mode of action, and then let it leave the scope of the spell, then the thing will still act in a fixed pattern.

"A very superb spell application technique. In fact, his spell range is far less than what you see, maybe only ten or twenty meters around.

"But the things he created in this range, after leaving the range of his spells, can still move according to certain rules of action, and even then, he can also control it."

Rakshasa nodded his temple and added: "You can imagine that he separated some of his subconsciousness and injected it into the ice. Now his spiritual consciousness has become fragments in the sky, flying there. "

The Fury Demon lost the desire to attack for the first time, or its attention was all shifted to the flying ice flakes. It scratched itself frantically and waved away the surrounding ice cicadas, but this had no effect.

The ice cicadas flying all over the sky are actually just two pieces of ice close together. They are as sharp as a knife and as thin as a feather. A random gust of wind can change the direction of their flight. They follow Zhou Ming’s will to catch the airflow in the snowstorm and continuously cut the enemy. body of.

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At the headquarters of the analysis room, almost half of the analysts got up from their seats and looked at this scene on the screen in surprise. The rapid changes in the situation made them not mentally prepared enough.

A second before they watched Zhou Ming whistling and fleeing in embarrassment, thinking that it would be impossible to win, but after a second, the blood of the rage demon flowed like a waterfall, and it looked like it was suppressed again!

The suppression this time and the beginning of the White Dragon King’s suppression of the Fury Demon are completely different levels. From entering the field to the present, the Fury Demon has gone through a phase of change, attack power, defense power, and speed. , All can be said to be unsolvable.

Now if you want to cause enough damage to the raging demon, you must take a great risk, just like the previous white dragon king broke an arm in order to slash it.

But Zhou Ming used a mysterious spell power to completely suppress the Rage Demon!

At least on the scene, the Musketeers have indeed suppressed the Fury Demon now.

"What's going on?" A group of people was surprised.

"The range of the Musketeer's spell is something wrong, is it out of control?"

"But there are exceptions. Some conjurers do have such skills." Someone immediately stood up to refute.

"But can that technique be learned temporarily? Obviously he just learned to use it, otherwise it would not be possible to use it now."

The surrounding team leaders discussed fiercely that although it is rare for a conjurer to use spells to attack at a very long distance, they have seen more or less of these veteran cadres who have served for many years, so they will not judge Zhou Ming out of control for the first time. .

But the most suspicious thing is that Zhou Ming only used this trick now. If Zhou Ming would have used such a strong trick, why did he use it now?

Just when everyone was puzzled, a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "He is looking for feeling."

Several team leaders looked behind them ~lightnovelpub.net~ and found that the commander in chief wearing a white square mask had also come to the analysis room at some point.

"Commander, why are you here!"

"My business is done, of course I have to come here to see the situation." The commander-in-chief looked at Zhou Ming on the screen and let out an unexplained laugh. He had used it a long time ago, but he hadn't fully grasped it yet. It was in the stage of inefficiency, and he didn't use it until just now."

"this……"

"Didn't you see? He kept putting his fingers in his mouth, as if he was blowing a whistle or doing something. I think it should be a symbolic action, a prerequisite for activating a spell, and it is probably a naming technique. Nomenclature of behavior." The commander-in-chief said, "He may be a genius."

The others held their breath, and after the commander-in-chief said the possibility, everyone thought of it.

There is no doubt that if the current strength is not the result of the Musketeer losing control, then his strength is now the strongest in the elite squad!

If you still want to say who can defeat the Fury Demon, then it can only be him!