low-key warlock

Dense clouds, wrapped in thunder and lightning and squally showers pouring down!

The jungle suddenly fell into chaos.

Time passed by minute by minute.

A few tall trees were entangled by the airflow produced by the sudden disorder of the five elements of heaven and earth, and their roots protruded more than one meter high.And the birds and beasts near the mountains, forests and pools all scattered and fled.

The berserk sonic attack of the demon elephant made Diao Ping's heart tremble, and the demon almost came out of his body. If he hadn't been used to turning his demon into hostility into trick attacks, he would have been captured by the demon at this moment. Backlash and died.

Even so, he was still bleeding from seven orifices, and there were signs of collapse everywhere in the meridians.

However, he didn't have the slightest thought of giving up, even if he wanted to give up now, he couldn't escape the attack of the demon elephant—just like a warlock's fight, once it enters the heat, it is bound to score a high score.Diao Ping just decided that even if it was a death, he must take down the monster elephant.

After he died, he left this rare demon bone to his master.

He knew that the master had always followed him from afar.

That monster elephant can't hold on for long - at the end of the crossbow, maybe the next moment, the swaying monster elephant will completely collapse and die...

Diao Ping's red eyes were full of hostility.

At the moment when he could barely sustain the backlash of his inner demons and was about to faint, he saw a demon elephant only five or six meters away from him under the dense rain in the darkness. Unable to attack, he fell down.Diao Ping saw that the demon elephant was staring at him with vicious eyes.

Without the terrifying pressure of the monster elephant, Diao Ping staggered up in the wind and rain, walked to the side of the monster elephant that had fully revealed its original shape, raised his foot and kicked the monster elephant's nose, and then raised his hand to rest on the huge folds of the monster elephant. On his eyelids, he coughed twice, and said softly and softly: "We have no grievances or enmities, you lived a good life, but when you met me, I had to kill you... You are not as powerful as me, so ,rest in peace."

For unknown reasons, tears flowed from the corners of Diao Ping's eyes, washing away the blood stains from the corners of his eyes.

The white demon elephant slowly closed its eyes.

Diao Ping sat on the curved, nearly two-meter-long white fangs protruding from the corner of the demon elephant's mouth. The blood oozing from the seven orifices made his face look extraordinarily terrifying, but at the moment there was a slight, contented look on his face. smile.He was thinking, maybe, use the two huge fangs of the demon elephant to make two knives and hang them on his waist, which looks very nice.

He remembered when he was a child, when his father took him and his sister up the mountain to collect firewood, he had a hatchet hanging from his waist and holding a hatchet in his hand—the hatchet wasn’t pretty, but...

Very tasty.

Diao Ping was a little sleepy.

The dark clouds dissipated and the sky shone.

Suddenly, Diao Ping, who was about to fall asleep, felt a sharp aura that was very close to him.

Diao Ping frowned, stood up suddenly, and stood upright, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked directly at the old man who came out of the dense rainforest - he was dressed in some strange clothes, like a minority ethnic group, with a black robe and a black cloth belt around his waist , the old man's beard and hair are all white, and in a pair of cloudy eyes, there is a faint brilliance that can't tell whether it's blue or green.

The old man who appeared suddenly had a kind expression on his face, looked calmly at Diao Ping who was standing next to the demon elephant, and said, "I discovered this demon elephant first, so it belongs to me."

Unfortunately, Diao Ping couldn't understand.

Because the old man spoke Thai.

Diao Ping frowned, he could feel that this seemingly kind-hearted old man had bad intentions, because when the old man appeared, he deliberately burst out his tyrannical personal cultivation strength, and his purpose was self-evident - to deter and intimidate Diao Ping.Because he wanted to get this demon elephant.

"Oh shit!"

Diao Ping spit out, anyone who sees this demon elephant will also be tempted.

As if he knew what he was saying, but the young warlock opposite couldn't understand, the old man in black spoke again and made a gesture. He pointed to the dead demon elephant lying on the ground, and then pointed to himself.

Now, Diao Ping was sure of what the old guy meant.

So Diao Ping shook his head.

The old man gestured again - get out, if you don't leave, you will die!

Very crisp.

very direct.

Very, tough!

Diao Ping was stunned, he knew very well that this old man who appeared out of nowhere had a much higher level of cultivation than him, besides, when he was exhausted from fighting the monster until now, how could he beat this powerful old man?Diao Ping hesitated, as if he had thought of something, he took out a cigarette, lit one, then slowly sat back on the ivory, turned his head and shouted into the woods behind him: "Master, Ping Wa is really out of luck this time... ..."

As soon as the words fell, a majestic and unparalleled magical power suddenly surged from the depths of the jungle, rushing unstoppably at the old man who appeared suddenly and had unfathomable strength like a flood that burst a bank.

The old man in black frowned slightly, raised his hand to strike, and a necklace around his neck quickly rose.

I saw that the necklace had four human-shaped skulls the size of thumbs on it. Following the old man's decision to cast spells and recite the incantation, the four skulls fluttered up and broke away from the necklace in an instant. The azimuths are no more than two meters apart, emitting a faint, mist-like light green light.

The turbulent wave of magic attacks was stopped five feet away from the old man, like a turbulent wave hitting the rocks on the shore, the power of the magic was shattered and scattered, and a strong wind swept around.

The disturbance in the magnetic field caused by the fight against the demon elephant earlier had just returned to calm before causing another disturbance.

The old man in black pointed forward, and two human skulls flew towards the depths of the jungle behind Diao Ping. The old man pointed out again, and the other two skulls flew towards Diao Ping, who was physically and mentally exhausted.

Deep in the jungle.

The energy fluctuations of the technique suddenly skyrocketed!

When the vision of heaven and earth rose sharply and the lightning and thunder did not sound, the violent energy fluctuations of the spell seemed to tear down the thunder that had never shaken the earth from the thick dark clouds in the low sky, and let the thunder be heard in the sky. Under the dull and depressed momentum of struggling, he fell rapidly from a high altitude until it exploded in the jungle.

Rumble!

Boom!

The earth trembled.

The wind raged.

The trees in the forest shook, and branches broke and fell.

The two small skulls that flew into the jungle had swelled to the size of normal human skulls, and quickly flew back to the old man in black.The two skulls that shot towards Diao Ping also turned into the size of normal human skulls, but when they were about to rush to Diao Ping's side, they were intercepted by an invisible violent force, and wrapped them tightly Throw it back.

The old man in black frowned, and a small staff slipped out of the cuff of his left hand. With his right hand held high, he tapped his index finger to control the four skulls that had already appeared in their original shape, exuding a faint green glow.At this moment, he no longer paid attention to the obviously exhausted young man, but had to concentrate on dealing with the warlock who hadn't shown up in the jungle—this was a difficult encounter.An opponent worthy of his all-out effort.

Diao Ping's eyes flickered coldly, and he pulled out from his waist the sharp fighting thorns he picked up from the drug dealer's corpse last time.

If Master can't deal with this old guy in black, then...

Fight him hard!

in the jungle.

Wang Qimin's expression was more serious than ever.

He never expected that in the depths of this inaccessible jungle, he would meet such an opponent whose cultivation base was unfathomable and even higher than his.And judging from the spells and instruments used by the other party, it should be a warlock of the head drop technique.

He chanted the spell silently, and opened his mouth to spit out, a pitch-black round bead jumped out of his mouth, suspended in mid-air.

The artifact has no name.

Wang Qimin also doesn't like to name the magic weapon - the magic weapon is personal and used, not for face.Of course, in the future... when Trickster is recognized in the Qimen Rivers and Lakes, maybe he will give this bead a nicer, more majestic name?

This magical weapon was made by Wang Qimin himself last year, and a few small pieces of demon bones were given by Gong Hu - most of the demon bones that Gong Hu obtained from killing demons in Xishan County were given to Su Chunfeng.

The rest, finally gritted his teeth and gave it to Wang Qimin.

At that time Gong Hu said: "Make a magic weapon for Pingwa."

Wang Qimin agreed, but he didn't make any contribution or reality, but kept it for himself.Because from the beginning, he didn't plan to give Diao Ping the magic weapon, everything had to be done by Diao Ping himself, to get it.

This is the trick inheritor.

The black bead exited, emitting a bright light in the air.Hidden in Wang Qimin's body to warm and nourish for more than half a year, the magic formation on it has long been connected with Wang Qimin's heart, and the magic formation was activated almost instantly, bursting out with unparalleled violent attack power. , unstoppably bumped into the four skulls that attacked again.

Destruction!

The four skulls were almost instantly overwhelmed by the violent calligraphy attack.

The old man in black turned pale with shock, the small staff in his hand suddenly soared, he held the staff to draw a talisman in the air, and muttered in his mouth, suddenly he grabbed it with his right hand, and then lifted it up, it was like a thick earth energy was lifted, and the ground immediately formed a wall to block it A flood of magical attacks.The old man in black took advantage of the gap between the earth's air and the wall, turned his staff without hesitation, pierced his neck with the tail of the staff, and then his head flew away from his neck with a whoosh.

Immediately the staff caught up with the head, one after the other quickly fled away.

in the jungle.

Wang Qimin opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, covering the round black bead, and using his index finger as a talisman, he said softly, "Urgent..."

Whoosh!

The black pearl disappeared out of thin air.

Speed, too fast.

Wang Qimin walked towards Diao Ping's place with a serious expression.

farther.

The fleeing head suddenly stopped in the air, and the staff behind it turned around in the air. The black head-shaped sculpture at the front of the staff sprayed out large clouds of black smoke, and countless ghosts were mixed in the smoke All the poisons rushed towards the black ball that flashed out of thin air, and quickly enveloped it.

The mist billowed, and the scope of its spread became wider and wider.

Trees and vegetation die when touched.

The head turned around and flew away.

The black mist dissipated, and the black ball was gray in color, but it still disappeared in a flash.

to a hundred meters away.

Shi Yi flew his head and landed on the fleeing head, turned his head with horror and unwillingness to look, and was struck by the black ball penetrating from the center of the eyebrows, passing through the skull...

Arthur Chai, a well-known Thai white-clothed head-down master in the international magic circle, died in this deserted jungle.