Withdrawing the power to suppress the ancestral spirit, the black magician's face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of old blood.

The ancestral spirit that had lost its suppression seemed to be leaving his body.

The phantoms of hideous and terrifying ferocious beasts sprang out of the black magician's body, but were quickly pulled back by a powerful force.

There is a lion whose whole body is bloody and exudes a terrible smell of blood.

It has a golden color all over, like a tiger made of metal.

There is a jackal whose whole body is filled with black mist and exudes a strong ominous aura.

There is a giant blue python whose whole body is azure, like a fine piece of art.

All kinds of ferocious beasts are extremely terrifying.

The temperature of the entire hotel dropped with the appearance of the beast's soul.

It's like howling in the cold wind.

At this moment, the black magician ignored his image and allowed the bloodshot eyes to slide down the corners of his mouth. His eyes were as scarlet as a rabbit, and he cursed angrily: "Fuck, you idiot, stupid donkey."

"Ah~~"

Cronin was stunned by the scolding.

I was also frightened by the black magician's actions.

What's going on?

Why are you still vomiting blood?

not me.......

Cronin's eyes were dull.

He admitted that he had not handled things well just now and had not upheld the reputation of the black magician.

But this is too much.

We are not affiliated, we are just cooperating.

Cronin was very aggrieved, but facing the notorious black magician, he didn't dare to say a word.

Submissive.

Extremely terrified.

At this moment, the black magician ignored Cronin's thoughts.

He looked at Yang Xu, humble and aggrieved, and hurriedly explained: "I'm very sorry, this idiot has disturbed everyone's enjoyment because of me."

"Please believe me, I definitely don't mean that."

The black magician's attitude was very low. He first admitted his mistake, and then said that it was not his intention, but purely because his companion was too stupid.

In order to show his sincerity, he also expressed his apology to Yang Xu in Chinese.

This is the benefit of longevity.

Although the black magician is an Indian, he is proficient in seven languages.

Spanish, Russian, French, English, Japanese, Chinese, traditional languages ​​of the Indians.

Just facing the black magician's low-profile apology, Qingqiu Yun was rude.

His face was cold, his eyes full of murderous intent, and he yelled angrily.

"This idiot dares to insult my master. Is it enough for you to just misunderstand him?"

The black magician looked ugly.

He now hates this idiot Cronin with all his heart.

But he knew that the most important thing was to dispel Yang Xu's anger and solve this huge trouble.

Cronin's life or death doesn't matter.

The important thing is not to involve yourself in it.

"No, no, I definitely don't mean this."

"My lord, it's just, it's just..."

The black magician cursed Cronin secretly, and faced the angry Qingqiu Yun, and hurriedly explained.

I wonder when the black magician who has been in South America for two hundred years has ever been so humble.

For a moment, he seemed incoherent.

At a loss.

The performance of the black magician made everyone stunned.

Even if they don't understand Chinese, they can roughly understand the black magician's current situation through his expression, speaking speed, and emotions.

fear!

Fear!

Wronged!

This was the truest emotion they had ever seen from a black magician.

Everyone looked at each other.

What exactly is going on?

How did the black magician who was so aggressive just now turn into a coward in an instant?

I'm afraid no one would believe this kind of thing if I told it.

Cronin was still aggrieved just now, but now he gradually understood the whole story.

He couldn't understand even if he didn't understand, but he could still understand the black magician's attitude.

In an instant, he understood what was going on.

I misunderstood what the black magician meant, and provoked someone who even a black magician would be afraid of.

Thinking of this, Cronin's legs softened and he fell to the ground.

The black magician is already a terrifying existence like a demon.

Cronin didn't dare to think about someone who could make a black magician so frightened, and he couldn't understand it either.

All he knew was that he was finished.

Even if Yang Xu doesn't kill him, the black magician will not let him go.

Dead!

Inside the hotel, the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Everyone looked at the lost Cronin, then at the nervous and frightened black magician, and finally fell on Yang Xu and the other three.

"Hiss, no wonder other people ran away when they heard the reputation of the black magician. The three of them still dared to sit there, as if they didn't know the reputation of the black magician. It turns out that they didn't know it, but they didn't care at all."

"That's not true. Look at the black magician's attitude. It's like a grandson meeting his grandpa."

"It's so scary. Who is he? That even a black magician is so afraid of him?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him before. I guess the black magician knows him. He may be a top powerhouse in America."

"Shh, keep your voice down, you don't want to live anymore."

"Ahem."

Yao Yuan's eyes widened, looking at everything that happened in front of him.

It's so bizarre.

Just now, he thought that a battle that would shock the spiritual world was about to happen, but it turned out that the South American demon god, the legendary black magician, had succumbed.

Not only was he soft, he was as soft as a coward.

If he didn't know the characteristics of the black magician and believed that the Holy Knights would not find the wrong person, Yao Yuan would even think that the coward in front of him was not the legendary black magician at all.

Because this is so magical.

How could the legendary black magician who killed many people and never failed to be so humble?

How could you be so cowardly!

Yao Yuan felt a toothache and couldn't help but look at Lei Ming, his eyes full of question marks.

He thought of what Lei Ming just said.

Can't fight.

And this is indeed the case.

The black magician softened at the speed of light, making the upcoming battle invisible.

But the more this happened, the more curious Yao Yuan became.
To be continued...