Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 199 White Porcelain Doll ([-])
Standing in the center of the spiral low wall, Fu Qian realized a serious problem.

Looking at these things now, I actually feel much more pleasing to the eye.

Even the unevenness that made people uncomfortable before now seems to have an inexplicable sense of regularity.

This is more than just mental pollution.

Suppressing the looming killing desire in his heart, Fu Qian realized that this was a change after he fused with that thing.

It's reasonable, after all, in a sense, I am the source of the distortion, and it's normal to feel kind when looking at similar things.

As the saying goes, ever since I got a mental illness, everything I see is pleasing to the eye.

Restraining himself from indulging in the desire to destroy everything, Fuqian walked to the side of the white tree.

The next step is to find the mad spirit first, although it is still uncertain.

But in any case, it seems that it is still the most mission-like one.

Considering that there is no need to suppress strength, tracking and locking can be said to be much simpler.

After looking around for a while, Fu Qian's eyes were fixed the next moment—there were only two of the three guards around the island, and all of them had turned into corpses.

And the surroundings were already lifeless, but now there was an even more chilling air.

It's a bit strange!

Looking at the weather, I didn't stay in it for a long time.

It stands to reason that even if the two sides make a move, they won't be able to fight inside so quickly.

Fu Qian was a little puzzled, and with a light leap, he jumped directly to one of the corpses.

I have to say that the physical strength of this form is really strong, if it doesn't affect the brain, it is still a good choice.

Kneeling down and taking a look, there was a round hole in the chest of the corpse, and the bones on the edge were melted and neat.

Mad spirit?

This wound is so classic!
I didn't expect it to come here during this time.

If I had been sitting here waiting for a rabbit, wouldn't I be able to run into him right away?
Fu Qian subconsciously thought.

But it doesn't matter, the wound is still fresh, and it should not have run far, so it won't be too difficult to chase.

Just thinking of this, there was a strange sound in the distance.

Fu Qian raised his head, only to see several groups of dark green fireballs exploding continuously, and pieces of trees fell silently.

It's really not that difficult.

Fu Qian stood up and ran towards the direction of the explosion without hesitation.

After a few easy jumps, Fuqian was close to the target.

Facts have proved that it is indeed true, the one who fled quickly in the front is the wild spirit.

And behind it, two white porcelain dolls were jumping high, each with a green flame lance condensed on their raised arms, and threw them fiercely at the mad spirit.

Further back, there was the bell ringer who was at the front of the parade not long ago, and two other people.

How many people are there?
Witnessing this scene, Fu Qian almost guessed what happened.

There is a high probability that this group of aborigines will go all out for revenge. Unexpectedly, when the interior is empty, the mad spirit will come out to make trouble and kill people.

After killing several people in a row, the bell ringer who looked like a priest had to lead someone to deal with it.

At this time, the green flame spear flanked left and right, whizzing towards it, but the wild spirit seemed to have eyes behind it, and its body in motion suddenly changed direction, dodging the attack again.

The green flame spear exploded into a ball of fire again. This flame seemed to have a strong corrosive effect, and instantly eroded a large area around it.

It's growing a little fast. Last time I saw it, it wasn't so flexible.

Seeing that the wild spirit was about to flee, a gray curtain suddenly rose in midair, blocking its way.

With the help of the wild spirit's dodging skills, the priest holding the bell finally caught up and controlled another white spirit to join the battle.

The mad spirit seemed to be quite jealous of the curtain, and directly changed direction again, trying to escape from the other side.

Unfortunately, a curtain also rose in the direction it chose, blocking its way.

He changed direction again without hesitation, and was blocked again.

In just a few seconds, a translucent gem-shaped cage was formed, trapping the mad spirit firmly inside.

Almost at the same time, Kuang Ling's speed slowed down visibly to the naked eye, as if he had fallen into an invisible quagmire.

The wild spirit with nowhere to escape turned its head to face the priest. Although it didn't make a sound, it could feel its fury.

However, no one paid attention to its emotions. The priest joined hands with the puppet in front of him, and the size of the cage shrank rapidly in the next moment.

At the same time, the other two puppets had already caught up, and once again condensed the green flame spear in their hands, throwing it at the trapped mad spirit.

Seeing that he was about to be hit, the latter, who was almost unable to move, flickered with splendor, and unexpectedly flickered to the side for a short distance, narrowly dodging the blow.

Got a new skill?It didn't use this trick the last time it was whipped.

There are also blood-sucking and visual misleading. This puppet has a lot of skills!

Fu Qian watched from the side and nodded secretly.

However, other spirits can develop abilities through cultivation. As a special molecule, it is understandable that it will have more abilities.

It's a pity that although he barely escaped the attack, the elf was obviously in a desperate situation.

The green flame spears of the two dolls had condensed again, and just for a short while, the size of the gray cage was reduced by half again.

Seeing that the two green flame spears were condensed, they were about to throw them out again.

In desperation, a figure suddenly appeared beside the cage of the mad spirit, a person covered in a thick gray robe.

Mr. Luo?
Fu Qian recognized the visitor.

This one is really weird, there is a high probability that there is a lively fight outside, and he came here alone at this time?
The aborigines were obviously very nervous about the sudden appearance of Mr. Luo.

After hearing a few roars, the flame spears of the two dolls switched directions and pointed at him from afar.

Mr. Luo didn't care at all, he stretched his right hand into the cage unhindered, and grabbed the mad spirit who was still struggling.

At the same time, he waved his left hand, and the two green flame spears that hadn't had time to throw exploded silently.

The dark green fireball instantly enveloped the puppet that condensed them, and the two people next to the priest trembled at the same time, nearly falling to the ground.

The flames dissipated, and cracks appeared on the puppet's body.

The next moment, Mr. Luo dragged the wild spirit out of the cage, then took a step, rushed to the side of the two dolls, and grabbed them all in his hands.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the two puppets that were struggling were shattered at the same time.

Not far away, their masters also fell to the ground, and the breath of life quickly dissipated.

"Who are you and why are you doing this?"

The priest who was left alone removed the empty cage and asked in a hoarse voice.

"You can call me Mr. Luo, as for the reason."

Mr. Luo didn't look at him, but took out a fragment of a puppet from his palm, and put it to Kuang Ling's mouth.

"I'm here to look for it, I'm sorry I can't let you break it."

(End of this chapter)