Daoist in Magic World

"Okay, don't urge it. Isn’t it interesting to tease these Stinking Insects?"

The snorted man in cotton clothes urged by his companions urged huge The tentacles fell down.

The tentacles are thicker than the logs in the old factory, and they smashed down in an imposing manner, which is really horrible.

When the City Guard warriors gathered at the gate of the count mansion saw this, they dodged one after another.

With a boom, the tentacles hit the ground, and the gate of the count mansion collapsed under the impact.

Several City Guard warriors were unable to evade, were knocked down by the air wave raised by their tentacles, and then were buried by the blown up sand...

"Pain, wailing...Looking at These foolish humans feel funny when they run around in the world. They are always so painful, but they don't know where their pain comes from."

The cotton-jacketed man who urged his tentacles told his companion.

The two are slowly walking toward the collapsed gate of the count mansion while speaking, preparing to enter it to harvest crops.

And at this moment, behind them came the chanting like poetry.

"Taiyi Profound Abyss, the essence of Bingding. The light messenger shines on the universe. A drink of thousands of miles, General Shaochang. If you are to follow it, you must not stay and stop. Hurry as a law!"

Under the law of the thunder technique, dozens of golden-bright and dazzling talisman papers flew from behind, flew around the tentacles and two men in cotton uniforms, and then burst into golden lightning.

The formidable power of these [Thunder Control Talisman] is not small at first, plus the innate talent bonus of [talisman Master] chanting and the third rank [Small Primordial Essence Dao Art] to stimulate and play The formidable power is even more powerful.

The explosive lightning arc bounced on the street, and the old floor of the street shattered.

The huge tentacles protruding from the ground were greatly damaged in the lightning, sputtering a large amount of black slime like pitch.

When the lightning passed, two men in cotton clothes showed their bodies.

The bodies of these two men were transformed into the appearance of the pitch sputtered by the tentacles, thereby avoiding serious injuries in the turbulent lightning attack.

When the lightning strikes disappeared, the two pitch human figures regained their appearance as human beings.

He looked badly at the place where the talisman paper came from.

In their eyes, Han Qi in a black windbreaker walked slowly along the old streets of the abandoned Western District with his hands in his pockets.

"You look at their pain and feel funny. I think it's probably because you are not able to experience their emotions deeply. In order to help you, I decided to let you feel the same."

The two men in cotton clothes saw Han Qi and glanced at each other.

"This guy, I always feel a little familiar."

"He is the one who killed them on the 93rd, right? Yesterday he also handled our stronghold. , So we can’t find a place to live today."

"If you say that,'that thing' is on him~"

……

Han Qi felt a little embarrassed when he heard these two guys talking without anyone else.

"Hey, are you two polite? Don't you know how to respond when someone talks to you?"

As soon as Han Qi this remark came out, two men in cotton clothes showed their faces at the same time ferocious.

"A person who is about to die, we will not care about what he says."

"Hey, the guy in the black clothed suit, hand over the'that thing', we It can make you less painful when you die."

Han Qi heard them say "that thing", considering their identities, I can roughly guess that it should be [Dawn ancient scroll].

And these two guys should be the gardeners who Time Cult came to harvest the "crops".

"You two speak so confidently, don’t run away with their ass in a while~"

Han Qi originally intended to stop their actions and never harbored any The possibility of communicating with them.

The two sides did not agree, and the situation immediately detonated.

Two men in cotton clothes, one with brown hair and the other with purple law, confronted each other, the brown-haired man stepped on pitch-like evil power and rushed towards Han Qi.

While running, a huge tentacle smashed down above his fingers.

Facing this offensive, Han Qi raised his hand to summon Law Bell without dodge.

The light sound of the ringtone purifies the surrounding environment, and at the same time props up a mana shield to wrap Han Qi himself.

The huge tentacles smashed down and hit the surface of the shield. It was impossible to destroy the shield made of Primordial Chaos Magic Power for a while.

Immediately, Han Qi threw away two zhang talisman first, and then cast a spell by pinching the law.

two zhang [Thunder Control Talisman] Attach the tentacles, bursting with strong electrical energy, and the bursting formidable power forces the tentacles to push back.

And the [Monarch Fire Curse] cast by Han Qi's curse immediately turned into a surging intertwined fire wave, facing the rushing man in cotton clothes.

The man in the cotton suit is agile, jumping left and right, avoiding the impact of the fire wave, and soon came to the front of the mana shield.

What made him unimaginable was that the fire wave he had obviously avoided turned a bend behind him and rushed back.

At the same time, a white golden streamer rushed out of the shield and rushed toward his front door.

The brown-haired man tore off the cotton jacket with his backhand, revealing the colorfully painted gown of different colors hidden under it. He fluttered his face against the fire wave behind him, and at the same time he jumped aside. To avoid sword light attacks.

However, Han Qi’s [White Sun True Insight], as the Flying Sword method, is essentially a stronger imperial envoy and a means of sacrificing Flying Sword than [Sword Controlling Art]. [Commander's Iron Sword] has been sacrificed After refining, the sword is extremely fast.

Although the brown-haired man has tried his best to dodge, he still has his arm cut off by a sword.

But at this time, another man with purple hair rushed not far from Han Qi, standing ten meters away on the left hand side of Han Qi, performing evil spells, urging the pitch-like evil spirits that splashed nearby. Hundreds of black scale snakes rushed towards Han Qi in the air.

Han Qi originally wanted to use the powerful defensive power of the mana shield to resist this move, but at this moment, he saw a sword light fall!

Jean leaped into the battlefield with a hand-made sword, and used the dawn sword technique to cut off many scale snakes by slashing the arc of his debut.

Han Qi, upon seeing this, casts the spell [Wind Borrowing Technique], catalyzed by the characteristics of Law Bell, [Wind Borrowing Technique] blew a strong wind, blowing away the remaining scale snakes.

After a fight, the tops retreated.

Two cultists retreated under the huge tentacles, and the purple-haired man looked at the brown-haired man's decapitated left arm, frowned.

"Don't play anymore, why don't you recover?"

The brown-haired man laughed, his face was very ruthless.

"This guy’s weapon is weird, and there is a strange force on the cut surface of the wound, which prevents me from recovering."

Han Qi heard their conversation far away, Said loudly:

"What are you talking about? This is the standard Xuanmen Dharma, where is it weird?"

After speaking, look at Jean:

"No Do you want to go back to the hotel? What are you doing with me?"

Jean chuckled.

"I will murder to seize the treasures and eliminate demons protect the dao with the mentor!"

"You brat are quite good at inferring from one another..."

Han Qi muttered and looked at Jean.

The breath of the abyss on this guy is getting more and more, and water is almost dripping out...

The two men on the opposite side saw Han Qi and didn’t pay attention to them. The look inside was also hairy, and at the same time he roared, and the huge tentacles on the top of his head sprinkled many huge black blisters.

When the blisters fall to the ground, they turn into pure black skeletons.

In an instant, dozens of skeletons surrounded Han Qi and Jean.

The brown-haired man roared:

"Asshole! The hatred of my arm, I want you to pay it with your life!"

Han Qi laughed.

"Half the arm screamed so hard, what should you do later~"