As soon as the dark wind moved, Ji Hao's golden crow flame robe released a layer of faint red light. The pure yang of the Golden Crow Divine Flame was fierce and specialized in destroying evil obstacles. Before the Yin Wind could get close to Ji Hao, it was evaporated by the fierce pure yang firepower.
Feng Xing ran away as usual, hiding in the mountains and forests several miles away, looking over here. He held a long bow in his hand, and there was a row of arrows inserted neatly in the soil beside him. Yu Mu clapped his hands lightly, and a large amount of water vapor rose into the sky, turning into green mist and surrounding him completely. The dark wind approached him, only making a few ripples on the water vapor.
Before Manman and Shaosi had time to move, Taoist Yu Yu had already rubbed his hands, and a few points of purple fire spurted out, creating a circle with a diameter of several feet on the ground with a "chichi" sound.
He grabbed a gourd made of split gourd, scooped a ladle of wine into the wine vat Feng Xing brought back and drank it. Taoist Yuyu smiled and waved to Ji Hao and others: "It's interesting, come in and watch the show." stop!"
Several flexible forces struck, and Ji Hao, Manman, Shaosi, and Yu Mu were all sucked into the circle on the ground, except for Feng Xing, who stayed far away. As soon as wisps of swirling dark wind approached the circle, they were shattered into pieces by the fine purple electric light.
The dark wind trembled and trembled, slowly surrounding the altar of the Nail Head Seven Arrows Book.
The Taisi stood in front of the altar, his eyes turned strangely black, and there was a faint light swirling in his pupils. Dozens of dark winds were like spiritual snakes, squirming gently and slowly approaching Tai Si.
There are strange "jiejie" and "squeak" sounds coming from the reed marsh on Shadao, as if there are countless ghosts walking through the reed marsh. Gray mist, like a thin spider web, slowly emerged from the ground with a rotten and rotten atmosphere, and quickly filled the entire sand island with the drifting wind.
Dozens of evil winds swirled around Taisi, but Taisi had just merged with the hidden mirror, and his aura was perfectly hidden. Even though these evil winds circulated around him for a long time, and brushed against his robe countless times, but Still unable to grasp Taisi's true identity.
On the altar, the straw man wrapped in the nail-head Seven Arrows book shook slightly, and two green lights suddenly lit up in the straw man's eye sockets. Someone spent a lot of effort to peek here from a distance through Ju Xiu's subtle connection with the straw man.
The green light glanced around, and the black curtain transformed from the nail-headed Seven Arrows book on the straw man suddenly appeared. As soon as the black curtain swayed, a shrill scream was heard, and two points of green fire exploded, turning into Countless dots of green fireflies are floating away.
In Ju Xiu's dormitory, a curse master who was dancing wildly around the altar let out a strange roar, and his two fist-sized eyes suddenly exploded, and thick blood sprayed all over the floor, and then he took a big mouthful. Vomiting blood, his body floated in the air uncontrollably.
It was as if an invisible giant had grabbed hold of the curse master. Even though the dozens of bone fragments, jade fragments and other random talismans hanging on his body continued to explode with dazzling flashes of light, the curse master's life was still unable to be saved. His body was twisted weirdly, like a small insect that had been gently crushed by a giant, and the bones all over his body kept making terrible cracking sounds.
In just a few breaths, the spell master fell to the ground in pieces.
With a 'pop' sound, the curse master's twisted body hit the ground and turned into countless ashes floating away. His flesh, blood, and essence were strangely swallowed up, and his body was like a desert mummy that had been dead for thousands of years, without any moisture at all.
Two cultivators of the cultivator quickly walked out from the crowd, took out strange-looking magic weapons and inspected the mummy for a while. The five eyes of a cultivator of cultivators flashed a shocked light at the same time: " The soul was devoured. Not even a trace of remnant soul was left. Such a cruel witchcraft. Could it be that the old ghosts from the Witch Palace...the Candle Dragon Department took action?"
In a small mountain depression, beside a pool, the candle dragon sundial with a toad lying on its face shook its body slightly. He was knocked unconscious by Taoist Yu Yu's punch, but before he could wake up, he was already firmly shouldering the blame.
Several human curse masters dancing wildly around the altar let out a low roar, with a hint of ferocity and panic on their faces. They looked at Di Cha, who was standing aside with a dark face, and hurriedly took out various bone spurs and bone knives, and stabbed them into their bodies with gritted teeth.
Di Cha muttered in a low voice: "These trash, if they can't catch the other party's spell master, chop them into pieces and feed them to the animals."
The bodies of several spell masters trembled violently.
They are human beings, but they are human beings who have taken refuge in a foreign race. Their status is not even as good as the slaves of a foreign race. Those alien slaves with strange shapes are still more or less slaves. And these spell masters, they are the public property of foreign races!
The foreign nobles never regarded them as living creatures, but regarded them as the property of their own families, just like the jade coins jingling in their pockets. So Di Cha said that he would chop them into pieces and feed them to livestock, which was probably the same as a woman from the Golden Crow tribe killing a chicken and feeding her baby two chicken legs.
"We will do our best to the death." A spell master roared with a bit of sadness.
Their bodies were covered with hideous-looking bone spurs and bone knives. They forced out the blood essence and potential in their bodies and turned it into the power of terrifying witchcraft and threw it into the altar. The heads of the ferocious beasts sacrificed all around turned into dust and were sucked in by the altar. The thick layer of ferocious beast blood on the ground was also absorbed by the altar, and the entire altar suddenly turned into blood.
On the sand island, the dark wind wrapped in gray mist turned into hundreds of whirlwinds more than one foot high that whirled back and forth.
On the altar where the straw man was, circles of blood ripples spread out, and a powerful witchcraft power penetrated the void and directly locked onto the straw man's location. The altar trembled slightly, and the straw man actually stood up and kept jumping lightly, trying to jump into the bloody ripples.
"Want to take away the medium of my spell? How can it be so easy?" Taisi smiled faintly, holding the small bow of the nail-head Seven Arrows book, suddenly pulled out a few hairs, and bit the tip of his tongue. He sprayed a mouthful of blood on his hair.
"Your witchcraft is stronger than mine, and your cultivation is higher than mine, but... I have the Seven Arrows Book of Nailheads!" Tai Si smiled strangely, and the long hair between his fingers was nourished by essence and blood, and suddenly stretched as straight as Like arrows.
He put an arrow made of a few hairs on the bow string, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the small bow, shook his hand and shot towards the bloody ripple.
This time, no good archery skills were needed, the bloody ripples directly swallowed the arrows turned into a few hairs.
The sound of "Pfft" was heard endlessly, and the chests of several spell masters in Juxiu's dormitory exploded at the same time, with transparent holes the size of human heads exploding.
(End of chapter)