The bandits, tables, chairs, and tableware fragments in the restaurant were wrapped in tornados, hovering from the ground to the ceiling. No sound could be heard from inside. Jack could still see his face, twisting silently, and he saw the tornado slowly turning red.

The cold air rushed up from cotton Jack's heel and rushed into the back of his head. The first time he felt that the blood was so terrifying, there was purgatory in front of him, and Asra was the purgatory demon king.

Xia He turned his head and vomited blood, but still sprayed it onto the magic robe.

The blood stasis was absorbed in by the magic robe. His left half of his body emitted a fishy smell. The blood-strained robe had a strange light that made people unable to look directly at it.

The battle energy sent into the abdomen of the battle master was like a reamer rotating at high speed. Xia He endured the pain, and the Six-Life Yuan Talisman turned his strength and absorbed the battle energy into the core of the Six-Life Yuan Talisman, and wasted bit by bit. The effect of the rejuvenation technique became obvious, and Xia He had a little redness on his pale face.

Xia He stepped into the backyard in one step, came to the headless corpse, and reached out to put the corpse in the Dragon and Tiger Daolu.

A flat metal box fell down, only the size of a book. Xia He quickly looked at it and took the metal box into his hand with true energy and put it in his arms. This is what the battle master got from the hotel owner. He could not get into space equipment. It must be a very special thing.

I was almost killed, so it's natural to charge some interest?

Dozens of red-armored bandits walked out of the hotel. In the strong wind, Xia He pointed casually, and the power of elements gathered at his fingertips and released them. During the storm, hundreds of electric chains fell. Jack cotton came to his senses and was tingling with lightning.

"We have to leave if you call you."

Jack cotton shivered, his hands trembled a little. He took a whistle out of his arms, stuffed it into his lips, and blew it hard three times, two long and one short.

Dark Thorns! The Tooth of the Earth! Fire Hell Technique!

In the heavy rain, the fire spread, the big trees in the courtyard also burned, and the entire yard was turned white by steam. Xia He casually repaired three quartz wind blades, and the quartz wind blades more than one meter long swept away in the waist. In the white steam, the pain of bandits came.

"Wait for me, I'll go." Xia He said, turning around and walking through the restaurant lobby and coming across the street. The spear thrown by the battle master penetrated a large hole with a diameter of more than half a meter on the wall across the street. Xia He followed the cave and found the spear that almost killed him.

The epic weapon with its own skills can finally make up for my losses. In order to escape the fatal blow, I used up any door scroll.

Cotton Jack found two sailors, and he saw a young magician coming from the street in the lobby. Half of Asra's body was blood-red, and the rain flowed along the magic robe, bright and dazzling.

The wild mage was deeply awe. Seeing Xia He waved, he silently led the sailors into the increasingly heavier rain.

"Lead the way and go to the place where you are staying." Xia He said concisely. His injury has not healed yet, and most of his true qi is consumed. The loss of this true qi is basically because he was hit by a punch from the combat master and forced his true qi to press the injury. On the contrary, there is not much true qi released by magic. Except for the lightning ice cone and the wrath of the mage, the rest of the magic consumption is ordinary.

Xia He followed the pirate, thinking about the gains and losses of the battle as he walked.

The weakness of the lightning ice cone is too obvious, so it is difficult to lock. Especially when facing enemies with higher levels than you, this magic lacks a prefix to make the enemy mistakes. If it is only used to pursue injured enemies, it is better to use elemental fire arrows or quartz wind blades.

However, the advantages of the lightning ice cone cannot be replaced. The attack speed exceeds any spell outside the light system, and its lethality is huge, which directly makes the combat master waste a resurrection technique.

Originally, my ability to fight in close combat was not bad, but my body was degenerating so much that I had no choice but to be punched by a battle master and half of my life was directly killed. If I were still a first-level Taoist priest, I could smash the battle master into a meat pie with a single punch.

Cotton Jack walked into an alley. The water at his feet was no longer above his knees, and the courtyard walls on both sides were towering. The alley turned into a river.

He climbed up the steps, came to a door, and reached out to unlock the mysterious lock on the door.

Xia He followed Jack in Cotton into the yard. Two sailors closed the door behind and put the door bolt inside. There was also water accumulation in the courtyard, but the terrain was high, and a whirlpool with a diameter of more than one meter was formed at the base of the wall, which was discharged outward. The courtyard was not too big, with a length and width of more than four meters. A tree stood alone in the yard.

"Asla, how are your injuries?" Before entering the house, Cotton Jack asked anxiously.

"Minor injuries are not in the way."

Jack cotton asked the sailor to go to work, and he took Xia He to the bedroom: "You rest first, call me if you have something to do."

Xia He nodded, and Jack cotton put four magic books on the table and lowered his head to exit the room. The young wild mage was a little afraid to look at Xia He's eyes. Xia He just killed too much and did not cover up the murderous intent deep in his soul, which made him very uncomfortable. The magician's soul was very sensitive. The things that Xia He exposed at that time were areas that he had not touched yet.

Xia He also knew what was wrong with him. He could no longer be as stable as a mountain between life and death.

Alas, after all, the subject of the soul is all in the lunar mirror, and the part projected in the sea of ​​souls is relatively weak. If it weren't for this method, it would be impossible to hide it from the Dragon and Tiger Dao Palace.

Not everyone can join the Taoist Palace. If you want to become a war Taoist priest in the Taoist Palace, although you don’t need to find out the three ancestors, you must at least see if there is any problem with your soul. The Taoist Palace itself is fighting outside and has seen too many strange creatures in the world. How could it be accidentally?

In less than five minutes, Xia He and the other four left, a magician brought more than 70 red-armored pirates to the scene where Xia He fought. There were no living people in the restaurant. While Xia He killed the pirates, he also killed all the diners. Jack cotton did not realize that Xia He was taking the initiative to silence and did not intend to let these people go.

The magician had long silver hair, skin like white paper, hooked nose, deep eye sockets, and facial features like simple drawings drawn on white paper. Just a few strokes, he drew his gloomy and cruelty.

Now the magician wants to vomit, and the restaurant is covered with flesh and blood mixed with wood chips and porcelain pieces.

It would be fine if he was an ordinary person, but he was a magician with meticulous mental power. He could easily tell which intestines are intestines, eyes, brains, nails, and tongue...

The disgust quickly turned into anger, and he realized that the scene in front of him made him feel weak.

You must never be weak, because in this world, the strong prey on the weak!

He looked up at the backyard, where it was the second battlefield. The fire had been extinguished, and the burning tree was only left with a piece of charred trunk, emitting a slight heat. In the water on the ground, corpses like charcoal were all cut into pieces by magic. I don’t know if they were burned to death or were chopped first.

The mage clenched his fists tightly, his voice croaked: "Where is Lord Gun King's beloved disciple? Where is the little war god?"

His mental power had swept through the upper and lower floors of the hotel and restaurant, and there was no living person. After Xia He cleaned up the scene, everyone here seized the time to escape.

In Storm Corner, such weather means elemental disorders. It is harder to catch the magician who creates killing than climbing to the sky. You can't even keep footprints on the ground, and the best hunting dogs can't smell the remaining breath.

"Sir, you should come and have a look."

A pirate whispered behind him, and the magician turned around and looked through the street. Then he saw a shocking hole on the wall opposite the street. His mental power spread and he quickly drew a line. The starting point of the hole was in the yard of the hotel.

Dead? The little war god is dead?

This thought arises and the mage becomes even more angry. If the Gun King's favorite disciple dies and the Gun King wants nothing, he will also be implicated.

"Look for me, if you can't find it..." The magician's teeth were clenched, what's the use of the queen cultivating these garbage! Hundreds of level ten professionals were killed, and the enemy was like killing chickens. Potions that forced levels were not cheap either. What was the queen's intention?

The Red Armored Pirates were trembling with fear. If the magician took his anger, they would not be able to survive.

The mage came to the street, stood in front of the wall, and was shocked when he looked at the hole pierced by the epic spear. He was not easy to hide from this shot, and the little war god was trying his best. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't kill the opponent. Who is the enemy?

The rain poured down from the sky, and the red-armored pirates searched in the rain, suffering. The rain was pushed away by an invisible barrier around the magician's body, and there was no drop of water on the mage's body. The sky was so dark that it was afraid of people, and the thunder continued. All traces left by the elements were destroyed in this thunder.

"Sir!" A red-armored pirate knelt on the ground, holding something in both hands.

The mage suddenly turned around and saw a glaring head holding it in the pirate's hands. It was no one else, but the little war god Kubrick, who was personally given to him by the Gun King.

puff!

In a rage, an ice cone stabbed through. The pirate holding his head was stabbed through the mouth by the ice cone, penetrated out from the back of his head, and died on the ground on the spot.

"waste!"

The pirates were silent, and the mage did not vent their anger anymore. He reached out and grabbed his head and walked towards the beach.

He can no longer solve this matter by himself, and he has to leave it to the teacher to handle it. If he faces the Gun King himself, who knows what will happen?

The pirates looked at each other, and the mage had no new orders, so they could only stumble and follow behind. The heavy rain washed the streets, the empty restaurants, and the broken bodies in the ground were not cleaned up.
Chapter completed!