Chapter 200: piece

Uh, uh, uh!
The black shadows flash like non-stop ghosts.
They are combat wizards, but they are very well disguised and have no flaws at all. Compared with real black wizards, they are generally no different.
"Black robe, you are those black robe! No, you!" A nearby pharmacist spotted them and yelled at them, but immediately, his face was inexplicably inexplicable.
"You are so familiar, no, you are not those black robes, you are ..."
The pharmacist just wanted to say something, but it was too late.
puff!
Winston's body flickered, and he shot directly, the long sword in his hand slashing towards the pharmacist.
Under the long sword blessed with bizarre witchcraft, the pharmacist had no resistance at all. After a muffled sound, the pharmacist's body was cut in half.
Winston kicked the corpse shells off the ground with one foot. He carried his long sword and sullenly stood behind Grean without saying a word.
"Okay, let's go to Morin and try to get rid of him earlier." Grean scanned the corpse on the ground and said lightly.
After saying this, Grean rushed forward in a move.
Other combat wizards followed, turning into shadows and running towards the distance.
…………
"Roar!"
A witchcraft creature with a lion's head, but resembling 犼, suddenly rushed out. It was surrounded by a blaze of flames, and the sharp claws with a gust of wind slammed toward Moline.
There was no trace of confusion on Morin's face, and he slowly raised his hand.
The silver Minet totem emerged behind him, circling continuously, emitting a shimmer like a wave of water, suddenly bright and dark.
Morin's lips fluttered silently, and he extended his finger and gently pointed at the powerful witchcraft creature.
boom!
The body of the witchcraft creature with a fierce breath burst into pieces at once, exploded into countless pieces of flesh and blood, and scattered around.
Morin stood quietly, surrounded by quiet, no wind, but his robe was frantically convoluted, as if there were countless raging waves raging in it.
The silver light was dazzling, and the silver rune in Morin's eyes instantly shone brightly.
boom!
The air shook like a shock, and vaguely, a large and vague witchcraft rune flashed through Moline and shattered instantly.
Morin felt the energy of the wizard working freely in his body again and exhaled gently.
"This strength of imprisoned witchcraft should be the skill of a second-level wizard ..."
"I have been using the power of the Minet Totem. I have accumulated it for so long, and finally broke the imprisonment just now. Now, I can finally use witchcraft again."
Morin's eyes opened slightly, and he thought so.
Immediately, Morin looked around and frowned slightly.
"Get away from me!"
Moline's wide black robe sleeve suddenly flicked.
A powerful black wind was born from Morin, growing bigger and bigger, and finally forming a circle of storms, all the witchcraft creatures that rushed nearby rolled up and twisted into countless pieces of meat.
This is the combined witchcraft and dark wind ring that Moline once created. However, after Moline was promoted to a formal wizard, this witchcraft has been improved. The dark wind ring now has too much power compared with before too much.
After clearing nearby witchcraft creatures, Morin's body flickered and ran quickly in the direction he recognized.
The situation is very wrong now, Mo Lin decided to leave the area where Hanxing Wuyanghua is located first.
However, when his figure flashed over and appeared in a forest, he saw a surprising scene.
Many pharmacists were ragged and wounded, but they all got together and depended on each other to resist the witchcraft creatures who kept coming.
"Mo ... Wizard Moline!"
"It's the Moline Wizard!"
The pharmacists discovered Morin and exclaimed suddenly.
Morin's figure flashed and appeared directly among the many pharmacists. He nodded and responded to the many pharmacists. His eyes looked around, but he unexpectedly discovered that the leader of these pharmacists was unexpectedly. The cold and solitary pharmacist.
Xorx also found Morin, he snorted coldly, then turned his head, using a cross sword to shoot fiercely, constantly attacking many crazy witchcraft creatures rushing in front.
But no one saw that in the eyes of Xassos, there was a strange color that flashed away.
"Okay, let's get together, let me deal with these witchcraft creatures." Morin said lightly.
He looked at the witchcraft creatures that rushed over, opened his palms, and began to show witchcraft.
Dark erosion fireballs, dark wind rings, shadow chains ... A series of witchcraft were released non-stop, and instantly, those witchcraft creatures suffered heavy casualties.
After a moment.
There was a thick smell in the air, and the corpses of many witchcraft creatures were on the ground, and the pharmacists were next to them, watching this scene, they were completely stunned.
"Sorcerer Moline, you ... why can you use the energy of the wizard in your body to release the witchcraft?" A pharmacist could not help but asked, he was a 27-year-old man with a bad wound There was blood all over him, one arm was sagged and he fell down weakly.
"I used the treasured potion to get rid of the strange state just now."
Morin said lightly, his face pale, and he couldn't see a lie.
"That's it." The pharmacists looked at each other, but then they thought about Moline's identity and understood the matter. Subconsciously, they admired Moline even more.
"Okay, now that Wizard Maurin has solved all the witchcraft creatures here, let's go."
A pharmacist shouted, God knows, he never wants to stay in this ghost place again.
call out!
An arrow with voodoo fluctuations suddenly blasted over, causing the pharmacist's body to fly and nailed heavily to the trunk.
The pharmacists' eyes were amazed.
The sound of breaking the air kept ringing, and a group of black robe figures appeared, enclosing all the pharmacists.
"Sorcerer Grian, Wizard Sorcerer Winston, you, you ..." A pharmacist recognized them and Winston, and the pharmacist's eyes suddenly showed incredible colors.
"Why did you kill John! What do you want to do!"
The pharmacist couldn't help but shouted.
"You are all dead, telling you there is nothing." Grean glanced at the pharmacist and said, "We are pretending to be black wizards to prevent accidents, because now, we are going to do black wizards."
"Kill you."
Gree settled, and said so.
Then Grean ignored the stunned pharmacists, but turned his head and looked at Morin quietly.
"Morin, you can actually use the potion to break the imprisoned witchcraft in your hands, allowing you to use the witchcraft again. I have to say that you are really a genius, and your accomplishments in pharmacy are scary." Grean shook his head. Tao: "Unfortunately, you will die here."
"Oh, is it?" Morin laughed.
"of course."
Grean looked at Morin, with a disappointment in his eyes, and said, "It's a perfect regret to see a person as stunning as you die in front of me."
Uh!
Winston and Hugh moved slightly, and then suddenly rushed to Morin.
The energy of the wizards in them was surging, with faint singular fluctuations, as if they would use powerful witchcraft to kill Moline at any time.
Moline is a liquefied wizard. According to common sense, even if Winston and Hugh are also liquefied wizards, it is not so easy to kill Moline, but I do n’t know what it is, whether it is Greanwin. Ston, or Hugh, looked at Moline, as if looking at a dead person.
Suddenly, the powerful wizard energy exploded. Next to Moline, a figure exhibited strange witchcraft, and attacked unsuspectingly against Moline.
This figure has a strong breath and has reached the peak of the liquefied wizard.
And this person is no one else, it is exactly Xos.
That cold-looking pharmacist!
"It turns out that this is the secret child you are hiding." Morin suddenly said, "Let Xoxos take advantage of my attention, and attack me when I'm unprotected ~ www. EbookFREE.me ~ It's good. Unexpectedly, a liqueur wizard peak shot suddenly, even if I can't kill me on the spot, I can definitely be seriously injured and make me lose my resistance. "
"You only know now, unfortunately, it's too late." Xorth's voice came coldly.
"is it?"
Morin smiled softly.
Xorx didn't even care about Morin's words at all, but suddenly, he was shocked to find that a hand was stretched out and grabbed his hand firmly.
The blue-lighted dagger was only an inch from Morin's waist and abdomen, but this short inch, even if he had exhausted all his strength, could not move forward.
"Xorx!" Morin's voice passed.
Xorx raised his head subconsciously.
What he saw was Morin's long white net palm and expressionless face.