After finally completing the cleaning of voodoo, the mage in the sky had already completed the fusion, and a dangerous breath crushed downward, making Xuan Qi very uncomfortable, as if he smelled a dangerous breath. He asked the old man in a low voice: "Does he have the strength of true qi liquid?" As he said that, he used the Qi-detecting technique and saw the blood-red luck.

The helicopter chased the mercenary below. When the marshal saw the mage in the sky, he turned his muzzle. In order to ensure lethality, the marshal also specially replaced the special bullet and pulled his fingers on the trigger. The bombardment came in an instant like a stream of light.

A ripples suddenly appeared beside the mage's temple, and a bullet passed through layers of air barriers and drilled into the mage's cheek bit by bit. The blood-red mage stretched out two fingers and gently tapped the bullet. The special bomb exploded with a bang, and the broken steel slag was grabbed by the mage before it could fly around.

"I hate these little bugs. If you don't let them go, I'll let them die." The mage said as his hands rose to his feet and gradually condensed into two large ghosts.

Xuan Qi used his shield to push the mask on his helmet, then waved to his beard, asking them to retreat first. No matter how many mortals there are, there is no use.

After receiving Xuan Qi's instructions, the beard slowly retreated with the man, and the helicopter in the sky was also flew back. After all, it is still abroad, so it is not good to do it too out of order. Sometimes you still have to pay attention to the influence of the country.

Xuan Qi's ability is beyond doubt. Since he wants to solve the enemy alone, let him fight. The beard led his man slowly to the border line, and accidentally became a burden again. Although the armor on his body seemed very strong, the feeling of burden was really very bad. The beard secretly vowed to become strong and not be a burden.

"Chinese?" The mage was stunned, with a confused and inexplicable face on his face, "Why do you have the armor of the Holy See? It seems that the standard is armed by God."

After Xuan Qi waited for everyone to retreat, he silently put his helmet on again. The true energy of the internalized liquid in his body had already accumulated to the peak, and suddenly turned into a thunder and smashed it towards the mage.

"Arrogant and bold" the mage who had integrated the twelve clones into one has the aura of dominating the world. Seeing Xuan Qi silently, he continued to do something to himself, and a trace of anger rose from his chest. The ghost spirit on his hands stretched forward, and the two ghost spirits rushed into Xuan Qi's body.

The true qi turns into liquid, and the mysterious skill is like a tide. The holy shield in Xuan Qi's hand is full of light power, which is dedicated to breaking through some ghosts and monsters, and is a shield strike at the two ghosts. The two bangs and bangs, and the ghost spirit is not knocked away, but retreats to the side like a physical body.

"Ghost Transformation" Old Tortoise let out another exclaim: "I know he is a wizard from that sect, he is an evil wizard who was exiled in ancient times."

In ancient times, humans became the masters of this continent, and when they were strong, they would decline. After there were no enemies, humans fell into internal struggles. Various battles continued every day. Some wizards held their own identities and formed a wizard alliance. They also performed martial arts from time to time, some were like the Xuanmen Conference in later generations.

Fighting is always indispensable in some places, not to mention humans who have just moved from wilderness to civilization. Therefore, in the fight, some wizards are defined as evil wizards, and are driven to the wilderness with scarce spiritual energy and are not allowed to enter the Central Plains. Over time, there are many sects such as overseas Xuan Cultivation, Wuhuang Xuan Cultivation, and Central Plains Xuan Cultivation.

Compared with the mysterious cultivators who remained in China, the wild mysterious cultivators could use fewer resources, but they passed down the Taoist tradition. This is why some remote areas where birds do not shit, but there are monks who have mastered the myths.

"I don't pay attention to what kind of monk he is, I just want to know how to deal with him." Xuan Qi was in a very embarrassing situation now. The two ghost spirits and mages formed a situation where three fights one. Even if Xuan Qi had God's armed forces, it would be difficult to resist. After all, two fists could not match four hands, and there were many heroes who could not resist.

He knocked the two ghost spirits away with the shield strike again, and Xuan Qi felt a faint pain in his chest. The mage's big palm slapped Xuan Qi's chest and slapped Xuan Qi away directly.

He fell to the ground and rolled a few times like a projectile. Xuan Qi took a deep breath and felt his chest cracked. Even the dragon armor that the old chariot had been added to him was broken.

"Don't use holy swords and holy shields. Since you are dealing with wizards, you must use witchcraft." After the old man said that, he pulled out a spirit stone and stuffed it on Xuan Qi's chest.

As the abundant spiritual power dissipated, Xuan Qi squinted his eyes comfortably, and the pain in his chest dissipated and opened up silently. He climbed up from the ground silently. When he fought against others, he had to grit his teeth and endured the pain. If others could not see the pain expression, they could not eat the depth. Sometimes, the person who won in the end may not be the best one, but he must be the best one.

The mage lost twelve wizard martial arts at one time, and was eager to sacrifice and refine the next batch. So he knocked Xuan Qi away and did not continue to chase and attack. Instead, he was preparing to humiliate Xuan Qi until he was humiliated and killed Xuan Qi. Only after obtaining such a resentful corpse could he sacrifice and refine Wu Wu.

Looking at Xuan Qi getting up from the ground, the mage had a grim smile on the corner of his mouth, and two solid ghosts forced him up again.

Xuan Qi silently placed the sword and shield on the ground, then took off the gloves from his hands, and two cold stars flashed in his eyes, and silently looked at the three things opposite him.

"Shang" the mage waved his hand, and he felt danger, but he couldn't say something wrong.

The two ghost spirits condensed into physical bodies continued to rush forward, and a pair of ghost claws pulled Xuan Qi's arm. The two of them were cannon fodder, which played a role in restraining and delaying.

Xuan Qi took a step back and then jumped a little, then his legs suddenly exerted force, his body jumped high, and the spirit stone on his chest turned into ashes. Xuan Qi had plenty of spiritual energy. He pulled his hands from the void, directly pulled out a huge bronze lord, raised it high, and fell heavily. The witch weapon burst out thousands of bright lights in the void, whistling with thunder, and directly slapped the two ghosts below into pieces.

"This is" the shocked mage was stunned, with a greedy divine light shot out in his eyes. He looked up and down at the Four Sheep Lord in Xuan Qi's hand, and then said incoherently: "Give it to me, I can ⊥ your life, otherwise, I will kill you."

"Is that true?" After taking out the Four Sheep Lord, Xuan Qi felt that it was not compatible with God's armed forces, so he took off his helmet, took off his breastplate, took off his knee pads, and only wore holy boots on his feet: "I want to exchange my life for it."

"Arrogant" The mage's eyes flashed with fierce light, and his hands slapped together hard. Six hideous big tendons appeared on each arm, just like six live centipedes. The whole arm was swollen, and a layer of bright red light appeared on the mage's body: "Since you don't give it, don't blame me for being rude to you. I want to break the bones on your body one by one."

"I hope your teeth are as hard as your fists." Xuan Qi said as he swung the four sheep masters in his hand and smashed them at the mage.

"Give him to me" the mage did not dodge. In his eyes, Xuan Qi was just an insignificant ant. How could he use a witchcraft? His fists were introduced by twelve clones, which was equivalent to a combination of twelve witches and martial arts, whether in terms of strength or hardness, they were all pushed one by one.

A crisp cry was heard. The mage's fist hit the Four Sheep Lord, and the bright red blood fluttered. The mage's eyes were full of terror that could not be curbed.

Why is this bronze ware so hard and so strong? The reinforced fist, let alone smashing the bronze ware, can even smash the steel ware even if he gives him a steel brick. Now his hard hands are flowing out with red blood, and the wound is exposed with white finger bones.

How could it be so hard, why is it still hurt so much? After the twelve clones were combined, the mage had the power of the Nine Dragons and Ten Tigers, and his fists were as steel as iron. Why didn't he smash the big master of Fang open, and why was he so seriously injured?

Xuan Qi didn't give the mage time to think, his feet slammed, his body jumped high, and the four sheep masters in his hand swung them up again, and smashed them to the mage with his head and face.

As blood dripped out of his palm, the mage lost his courage. Seeing Xuan Qilun's big tripod, he immediately retreated. He recited the spell again...

A three-foot-long lightning burst out from the cauldron in Xuan Qi's hand, slashing at the mage, staggering his body. The bronze ware is suitable for conducting lightning, and Xuan Qi is practicing the authentic Five Thunder Magic. This electric stalker stiffened the mage's body, and the body that was originally retreating was directly frozen there.

The Great Master of the Four Sheep hit the mage. Even if the body that could reach the strength of the twelve witch martial arts was damaged and deformed under the invincible sheep horns. It was smashed on the ground and turned into a meat pie.

The mage's eyes were dim and his expression was at a loss. He opened his mouth and vomited blood and pieces of internal organ fragments. Xuan Qi used Qi to look at the mage's head with Qi-sighting technique. The longevity Qi, which was originally long, is now dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye. It seems that he can't live.

"What kind of magic weapon are you...? Why? So... strong?" The mage who died with his eyes closed and asked Xuan Qi with his last breath.

"This is called the Four Sheep Lord. It is a witchcraft from ancient times. It is also your honor to be able to die under its horns." Xuan Qi just finished speaking and saw the mage die with his eyes closed.

Hu Xuanqi then felt weak all over and sat on the ground as if he was apart. This game was really dangerous. If it weren't for the trump card of the Four Sheep Master, he might have lost again. Every time he was a fight on the front line of life and death, suddenly Xuanqi felt a little unreal. The dream-like feeling was very real, as if he would leave this world if he took a wrong step.

The old man did not disturb Xuan Qi. After waiting for Xuan Qi to calm down, he whispered to Xuan Qi: "There are not many spirit stones. If you want to change your fate to Xuan Qing and Ni Tian, ​​you will need for 7,749 sacrificed spirit stones. Without the spirit stones, you cannot set up a life-extending array, and there is no way to talk about changing your fate to Ni Tian Tian."

This question made Xuan Qi scratch his head and couldn't help but ask the old man: "How many spiritual stones do we have now?

"Twenty-one pieces" said the old man and suggested to Xuan Qi: "Maybe you can go to the Himalayas, and Wei Guangzheng can get the spirit stones from there, and I believe you can do it too."

Xuan Qi silently picked up the Four Sheep Lord from the ground: "Before the Chinese New Year, we will go to the Himalayas. Although it is not a good time to enter Tibet, according to my current cultivation level, we can go anywhere in the world."

The old man likes Xuan Qi's vitality very much, and he likes Xuan Qi's passion even more. Young people should do this, be confident and free and easy.
Chapter completed!