Cultivation Technique of the Great Witch

Fake Substitution Technique, one of the few spell-level spells that Zou Heng has mastered. He used this technique many times before, just for reasoning, and this time, he was going to use this technique. , Temporarily block the coming enemy.

Although the offensive power of this spell is not strong, the spell he masters can have an offensive effect. The current situation can be used, and that is just this spell.

After shouting loudly for the others in the team to run first, and then throwing out the paper figures, Zou Heng blessed himself with wind and speed techniques at the same time, and once again chased the older warlock.

The elderly warlock, who was a little relieved when he saw Zou Heng stop, suddenly saw Zou Heng running again, and the speed was even faster than before, suddenly his eyelids jumped wildly, and he understood Zou Heng in a flash. Thoughts at this time.

He was looking at the strong enemy behind him already catching up, so he was going to solve one opponent before the opponent arrived, so as not to face two warlocks at the same time when the opponent arrived for a while.

This is what Zou Heng really thinks in his heart. The elderly warlock in front of him is determined to kill the opponent. If it weren't because the opponent blocked the way, then the people chasing after him would not have come so quickly. After catching up, he wouldn't be so miserable now, his whole body was already dyed red.

Although Zou Heng is determined to kill the opponent, his speed is very fast now, but the distance between the two is now enough for an older warlock to cast spells quickly.

Glancing at the Nioh team that had begun to run wildly over there, a light flashed in the eyes of the older warlock. He simply stood still and ran away, but directly pinched the tactics with both hands, ready to cast the spell.

Now this distance is enough for him to perform powerful spells. It is possible that before Zou Heng approaches him again, he will directly kill Zou Heng and stop King Ren's team at the same time.

After pinching the tactics with both hands, the elder warlock crossed his arms, raised his right **** and index finger, and lit a little orange flame with his fingertips. Then he took a deep breath and pointed his direction towards Zou. horizontal.

Seeing this action of the other party, Zou Heng remembered the previous encounter on the official road. The other party had also used this spell. The power was very terrifying, almost turning one side of a mountain into scorched earth.

At such a close distance, Zou Heng couldn't guarantee that he would be able to receive a spell with such terrifying power frontally, so he couldn't let the other party release the spell.

Injecting mana into the oil lamp in his hand, before the opponent released the spell, Zou Heng had already smashed a large group of flames past, but the large group of flames had just arrived in front of the opponent, the elderly warlock It was blown out in one breath.

Suddenly, the igniting seedling at his fingertips turned into a turbulent flame. The flame in front of him was completely enveloped by a turbulent flame. Even Zou Heng, who was approaching, was swallowed by the flame.

But at the next moment, a slight explosion sounded, and the surging flames instantly disappeared. The elderly warlock who was casting the spell flew backwards, while Zou Heng's figure came out of the flames and followed closely. The silhouette of the opponent flying out, hitting a number of punches in a row.

In the end, the body of the elderly warlock fell to the ground. After landing, he slid backward about half a meter and fell to the ground motionless.

Zou Heng still wanted to go up and get rid of the opponent completely, but at this time, there was a crisp and sweet ring in his ears, which made his movements stiff involuntarily.

"coming!"

Zou Heng's heart sank. He turned his head and glanced at the direction from which the bell was coming. Groups of green ghost fires were floating in the air. There were many vague shadows around them, and they had reached the paper people he had thrown out.

Among the green ghost fires and shadows, there is a figure with a squatted figure and a long and divergent figure that is walking forward step by step. The sweet ringtone is transmitted from the staff held by the other party. .

After breathing heavily, Zou Heng stopped paying attention to the older warlock, and now it is more difficult to deal with.

After calming his breath, Zou Heng pinched the Yin Jue in his hand and manipulated the paper men to jump on him and attacked.

The paper man driven by the fake substitution technique, he has not used it as an attack before. On the one hand, it is because the attack power of the paper man was needed before, and on the other hand, the opponents he encountered before have somewhat restrained these. paper man.

For example, now lying on the side, an elderly warlock who doesn't know his life or death, the wind and flame he used before, is very restrained to these paper men.

As for the opponent in front of him, Zou Heng didn't know how effective these paper men could play, but they could stop the opponent for a while, and now there was no other way except to delay.

Driven by Zou Heng, the paper men who looked the same as real people waved their weapons and rushed towards the man who was squatting and holding the staff in his hand.

Seeing these "people" rushing towards him, the person's footsteps stopped for a while, and then he held the staff in his hand, lightly touched the ground, and made a very slight impact with the ground.

Then, the green ghost fires floating behind him, as well as the faint silhouettes of people, immediately rushed up like these "people" in front of him, and the green ghost fires enveloped every "person", those blurry The figure of, is also constantly biting at the paper figures.

In an instant, the paper men thrown by Zou Heng were all resolved, and after turning into paper men again, they were turned into ashes in the green ghost fire.

"You are the sorcerer in the realm of practice next to Nioh, yes, there are really some tricks, and it is cruel to yourself, no wonder you dare to take this muddy water just in the realm of practice, haha!"

After seeing that his paper men were all resolved, Zou Heng heard a gloomy voice in his ears and felt a sharp gaze fall on him.

Seeing the other party talking to himself, Zou Heng simply stood there and said: "If you can, the younger generation would not have the guts to wade into this muddy water. They just couldn't help themselves and had to join in. If they could choose, who would be willing to take their own It's so embarrassing!"

After speaking, Zou Heng spread his hands and looked down at his body.

At this moment, his appearance can no longer be described in embarrassment, and can only be summarized in two words: miserable.

There were wounds all over his body, blood stained his clothes red, there were traces of flame burning on his body, and part of his hair and eyebrows were burned.

The image of the warlock holding the staff in front of him was very stunned, but now standing with Zou Heng, the current Zou Heng looks a little uglier.

Hearing Zou Heng's words, the man seemed to chuckle slightly, a little amused by Zou Heng's words, but he didn't mean to let him go.

"Hehe, you are very good, but it's a pity, you shouldn't be in Nioh's team, so today you have to die, just treat it as your life is bad!"

Some gloomy voices sounded again, and the other party didn't talk nonsense with Zou Heng any more. The ghost fires and some imaginary figures beside him all rushed towards Zou Heng.

Seeing the green ghost fire and the figure rushing towards him, Zou Heng felt the coldness almost from the soul, as if he was going to freeze his whole person, followed by the terrifying sense of crisis.

Zou Heng snapped his fingers quickly and performed the shadowing technique. His body instantly disappeared in place. The ghost fires and figures that rushed towards him, saw the target disappear, and he could only stop.

Seeing this scene, the crooked man's mouth raised a smile again, and continued to speak in that gloomy tone.

"Interesting, when I kill you, I will turn your soul into a ghost. With your potential, I might eventually be able to cultivate a powerful ghost!"

As soon as the voice fell, he raised the staff in his hand and shook it gently in his hand. The crisp and sweet bell rang again, and as the bell dissipated, the ghost fires and silhouettes that stopped just now seemed to have been found again. The goal is the same, they rush towards a position, and the position where they rushed is unexpectedly not far in front of the croaking figure.

Zou Heng knows very well that the person in front of him is probably in the Profound-Telling Realm. In the skill competition, he is not worthy to carry shoes to others. The only chance is to sneak close to the opponent to see if there is a possibility of a sneak attack at close range. .

This situation is also more risky. After all, warlocks above the Tongxuan realm are said to be completely unafraid to fight at close range, but Zou Heng can't control anything, so he can only take a chance.

When the bell rang again, Zou Heng knew that his invisibility effect had been exposed, but this distance was enough to touch the person in front of him when the ghost fire and the figure were approaching him.

To be on the safe side, Zou Heng did not choose to throw a fist at the opponent, but separated from the opponent a certain distance, using the little remaining power in his body that was transformed from the earth's muddy air, and he let out a violent shout.

"upbraid!"

As soon as he yelled out this violent shout, he saw the person who was standing there quietly, suddenly raised a hand, the whole arm was pitch black, exuding a black air, and shot at himself like lightning. Out.

Zou Heng only felt that a violent force had struck him, and it had already hit himself at a distance, causing him to fly upside down, and the effect of the shadowing technique on his body was lifted in an instant.

At the moment he landed, Zou Heng saw the green ghost fire shrouded towards him. At this time, he was inevitable. He could only urge the oil lamp and magical device in his hand to emit a bright fire light to remove those originally intended. The green ghost fire and the silhouette that fell on him blocked him.

This oil lamp magic weapon itself had the ability to resist external evils. At this time, Zou Heng could only rely on the power of this magic weapon oil lamp to temporarily block it.