: 3375 The year of the disaster 2

The elders advised Xiaohui to kill him and smash the roots, but Xiaohui saw that the child was soft. Finally, he gave him to an instinctive Hmong family for adoption, and regularly visited him to secretly test whether he had practiced blood witchcraft. Traces, the result was a year later, he ran, and in his room, the person she sent found some of the drug residues he used to practice blood witchcraft...
This incident has been in the heart of Xiaohui, and it has become a shackle. Therefore, when she heard that the blood witch forces were resurgent, she first thought of this child, but she did not expect that... it was really him.
Everything is fate.
Maybe, he should have killed him at the beginning.
"Look at me, the child who was escaped by you because you can't bear it. Now he grows up. How, I did today, didn't let you down."
"Jin Ming, you are repeating the same mistakes. I let you go, I want you to be a good person, I didn't expect..."
"Good man? I have the murder of the father, but I don't report it, or even talk to you, join the magic world. Is this a good person?"
Xiaohui did not care for him. She began to meditate and speed up recovery.
"Okay, use them to sacrifice the flag first!"
After Jin Ming finished, he lowered his head and continued to practice. The flame in the furnace was gradually deepened, and it seemed that he was accumulating strength.
The people in the purple smoke gradually could not hold back.
At this time, there were three mages who came out together. They were all second-line disciples of the spell guild. When they evaded the devil's pursuit, they accidentally smashed and went out.
The three were a little bit stunned, and then they found out where they were, almost face to face with the nine wizards.
Both sides stunned and then started.
The three mages rushed up.
Jin Ming turned around and blew a sip on the stove. The pure blue flame turned into three beams of fire and rushed to the three.
The three people were surprised, the hands were sealed, and they were blocked by the enchantment. As a result, they only stayed for a few seconds. They were directly shocked and flew directly from the purple smog. They fell heavily in the crowd and fell down several times. One.
The three men were all black and fainted.
Everyone is ashamed.
Although these three guys are not first-class powerhouses, but their strength is not weak, it is the backbone of the spell guild, so a face-to-face... What is the strength of the blood witch king named Jin Ming?
At this moment, Zhang Yuhe and Ren Luoan also pursued the footprints of the three men and rushed out of the smoke. After squatting, they chose to attack. As a result, two flames came in, and the two were prepared to be slightly adequate. The practice was to stand on the ground, but the result was only persisted for a long time. After that, they were also shocked. Fortunately, at the last moment, the two men smelled the signs and tried to protect themselves. So they were not fainted after the earthquake, but they were not hurt. In a short time, there is no way to fight again.
"He absorbed the power of Xuansu hydrangea, not his own strength, you are not an opponent." Xiaohui said weakly, continue to breathe, and hope to recover quickly.
Nine blood witches, the smoke coming out of the furnace is getting thicker and thicker, and it flows into the blue smoke in front.
The battle inside is even more tragic.
Many of the Masters here can only look at it, even if they are now rushing in to help, it is just a drop in the bucket, just like sending a dead. Let's say that the big guys are all in. They don't have a group of dragons, and no one organizes them to do anything. They can only continue to resist the spiritual erosion of the mysterious hydrangea, and even their own is difficult to protect.
The negative emotions in many people's hearts began to emerge, and there was even a trace of despair.
The two masters in the back row suddenly stood up and turned their heads toward the exit.
"What are you going to do, want to run?"
Suddenly, a guy wearing a mask grabbed a wrist.
The two were embarrassed and angry.
"We used to be spontaneous and join in the fun. Now, there is no need to send your life here."
"Yeah, you have the ability to go. What are we in this!"
"Then let's go!"
Ye Shaoyang exerted a little effort, and the infuriating gas was poured into the two bodies from the wrist veins, shattering their sea of ​​air, and then lost in the direction of the hole.
It’s nothing to escape, but it’s not worthy of being a mage. The most annoying thing about Ye Shaoyang's life is such a person. Since they are not qualified to practice, they will be fulfilled.
Ye Shaoyang walked through the crowd, at
In the eyes of the public, Ye Shaoyang walked away from the crowd and headed for the altar of the blood witch king.
"who are you!"
Blood Wu Wang Jin saw the murderousness in his eyes, not the same as the Master at the scene, and he looked at him.
"Wu Jiawei."
Ye Shaoyang is going to install it. Fortunately, I am very similar to Wu Jiawei's body shape. The people present did not deal with Wu Jiawei, but I still couldn't see the flaws.
Jin Ming has long been drumming witchcraft in the wild, away from the magical world, and sent out spies. Some of the names he found were also Yuanchen and Li Yuxuan. It was the first time that Wu Jiawei was a retired old man for more than a decade.
But those mage who were present were shocked.
Wu Jiawei... This is the name that was written in the legend. It was called the first swordsman in the world. Although this head has also made many young people dissatisfied, the popularity is still there. Although Wu Jiawei is a ghost, he is still regarded as a ghost. Human beings.
Ye Shaoyang has long used the hidden gas to hide the yang in the body, so as not to reveal the flaws.
He first went to Xiaohui and asked how she felt.
"Much better." Xiaohui looked at him. Of course she knew who he was. "You help me into the illusion. I feel where the exit is and take you out."
Ye Shaoyang then kneels and puts her on her back and walks toward the purple smoke.
Everyone was shocked.
This person carries a person, his agility is at least half reduced, and he still has to hold the person on his back with one hand. How can this be played?
"You all go out. If you get in the way, I will do it."
Ye Shaoyang turned back and said this to everyone, and walked into the purple fog.
Those who have been strong in the Yuan dynasty have long been unaware of it.
There are countless powerful evils on all sides.