The Conjuror Xena

"What is that?"

Hazy enchanting as if to see the light of fire, she rushed forward to see a flame is slowly eroding a gray memory, many gray memory fragments are in an orderly line, waiting for the destruction of the flame!

The strange scene was enchanting and puzzled. Though we explored it, we found that the dark and grey memories waiting to be destroyed were endless night and killing. At best, it was just a process of cultivation, and there was no amount of information. But there was something special about this strange scene, right?

Yan Huang's fire is hot and terrifying, but it's not as enchanting as the contract with the beast God of Yanhuang. She steps into the sea of fire, regards the open fire as nothing, and easily goes around behind the fragments of gray and dark memory, and finds that

Ha ha ha ha! Everything comes to him who waits!

The reason why all the gray memory fragments are tightly clustered together is to protect a piece of colorful memory with palm size from the damage of flame!

The brighter the color, the stronger the emotion in memory! This is a very easy to identify feature when the summoner engraves the slave seal! In addition, Naduo would rather sacrifice all the practice memory, only to protect its comprehensive approach, immediately let enchanting feel a burst of ecstasy!

Good! Find nadol's strongest emotional outburst point! And then

Kill his soul!

Enchanting stretch out his left index finger, gently to that crystal like memory fragment of crystal.

Such a small memory, should be able to read quickly.

Body suddenly light, she was involved in the storm of memory!

"No! No! Xiaoyuyu It's really urgent to go down to the sea! Because enchanting palm that already hazy "Ming" word at this time light to no trace!

Hearing the roar of the soul master, the purple and gold double souls immediately rushed into the inner room again. Looking at the enchanting and the dark soul master who had not woken up for three days, he could not speak!

The atmosphere is very dignified!

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

A burst of tearing sound and bone breaking sound awakened the enchanting consciousness, which was different from the previous several invading memories. This time, she saw everything in front of her, including the wind, the pain of sand in the air across her cheek, and the hardness of the ground under her feet These delicate and subtle feelings poured into her heart.

As if not memories, but personal experience!

At the foot of the dark stone crack filled with yellow sand, look around, the earth is dry as the Gobi, there is no trace of green, but the air is not hot, because the sun in the sky is huge, but the light is dim, as if some strong man stomped his foot a little, it will fall from the sky.

The spirit is extremely deficient, enchanting deeply takes seven or eight breath, still feel the lung leaf is shriveled, the meridians are weak.

It's really barren. Even enchanting, born in rosefinch, can't stand this extremely harsh environment. If she is allowed to fight here, it is estimated that she can play 50% of her combat effectiveness.

If the low sand bags in front of her can be called houses by mixing some materials with sand in the gravel, maybe she is in a desolate demon colony at this time.

Because of the sound of bone breaking, enchanting just saw in front of her eyes six or seven demon youth were kicking and beating a thin young demon. The demon boy is only four or five years old, with green scales on his face.

"Waste!"

"Rubbish!"

"I've been unhappy with him for a long time! The last time that black stone cub was let off by this stupid boy Click! One hand of the mob boy who was beaten by a group has been trampled on by a bully.

Is this god horse Dongdong? Evil customs of evil local ruffians bullying good teenagers?

Enchanting suddenly a black line, it seems that whether it is in Chu Yuan, which is full of vitality and luxuriant weeds, or in the frontier town of the demon world with barren aura and scorched earth and yellow sand Hooligans are just as fierce and shameless!

It's definitely not Naduo, because this memory is full of joy, not pain.

Enchanting thinks that although Naduo is abnormal, it has not yet metamorphosed to the point where the group P will be elated. So her eyes carefully swept through the ugly faces of the ruffians, but she did not find anyone who looked like Naduo.

She immediately looked back and looked around. Was Naduo the legendary "hero" who kicked the bully to save the boy from the abyss?

Although there are adult demons passing by, some of them even begin to fade their cheeks. This means that the demons are powerful, but they seem to be familiar with street fights and walk calmly by the young people.

The blood of the beaten has seeped out, but the bright color is immediately absorbed by the dry yellow sand, and the bright red among the yellow sand leaves only light brown immediately.

It's a very low-level beating. It's raw, it's bloody.

The little boy who was beaten by the group only made a few dull grunts, and his neck tilted to one side.

Along the black stone path, there is a ragged old demon who is playing a desolate song with a bone instrument. It reminds people of the yellow sand, the setting sun, and all the bleak scenes. As if what happened in front of me was not worth noticing as a song.

The adult demons passed from here without even looking at it.Enchanting standing aside do not know why this memory let her see such a scene?

Although she saw the end of the war before made her anger at the peak of the demon, but she still had some intolerance to see the small demon clan under the feet of the children. What was the mistake that the mobs almost broke a weak little guy?

Enchanting subconsciously walked up, to the leading villain is kicked a foot!

Don't think Her flying legs passed through the body of the scoundrel, which was totally useless. The villains continued to beat mercilessly.

"The demon is indeed a vicious race!"

Enchanting in the heart of the dark way, the surrounding body of the adult demon cold face only called her cold, no wonder the demon is cruel and no blood, even treat the same family, so ruthless.

For a while, the six and seven evil men seemed to have a breath at last.

"Dead?"

The first black scale boy stepped on the sand with his feet on the face of the little demon.

"It's really boring. I have not beaten it for a few times and I die. It's cowardly! Bah! "

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