149 Ghost Resurretion

He Zuo walked to the forest with a ferocious smile and grabbed him from the ground. The big hand stained with mud and blood reached on the back of the forest and touched it. He pulled out the short handle axe prepared by the forest. At this time, the mirror-like short handle axe had cracked several fine lines. It turned out that it had just blocked Hei Zuo's throw. The short spear that came over temporarily saved Youlin's life.

Hezuo is very interested in this same earthen enemy. Just like the difference between ordinary orcs and warriors, orcs also know the classification of human warriors, which can make at least one martial saint of the unearthed spells. It would be better if it were a magician. If he captured such a master, Heizo has a lot of face.

The proud Heizo took out a piece of hemp rope from his body and tied the seriously injured forest a few times. It's a long matter for such a prisoner to bring back! Heizo looked at the three bodies and his captives on the ground with satisfaction. He laughed and pulled the faint forest that was about to be unconscious and walked to the fire again. After throwing a few branches, Heizo made the fire big. Now he is ready to start making a delicious supper to comfort himself.

"Haha, who said I was a loser? I just came here to walk around, which also killed a lot of human warriors alone!" Heizo looked at the bonfire and laughed for a while, and suddenly remembered something and couldn't help sighing: "Hi, it's a pity that my three close bodyguards still have to eat by myself..."

It scratched its head with its dark nails, and then shook its small eyes and began to look at several human beings around it.

Although the bloody ghost lay by the fire, he was the first to be given up. He didn't know how many metal fragments were in the body of the ghost who was hit by the explosive spear. It must be very toothy to eat! Ruger, with a short spear on his stomach, is fat and thin, and looks delicious.

Heizuo skillfully set up a bracket on the fire, then picked up Ruger's epee and cut off his legs twice. After removing the tattered trousers a few times, he put them on the fire with branches. Lord Heizuo hummed a little love song in his heart and proudly leaned on the side and waited for the meat to be cooked.

The seriously injured Youlin looked at its partner's body and was so angry that he spewed out another mouthful of blood and completely fainted. Hei Zuo inserted the remaining short spear on his back and played with a few human weapons by the fire. The human's so-called heavy sword was light in Hei Zuo's hand. Huang Zhu's bamboo leaf-shaped wide sword Being played like a big dagger by Heizo, the sword of Youlin was still sharp, so Heizo tied it to his side for a while as a knife to cut meat. The silver ranger knife that the ghost fell was also taken over by Heizo. The violent explosion of the short spear did not damage it, but the silver knife was full of scratches.

The two legs were crackled by the fire, and the burnt skin quickly converged and cracked, revealing the solid muscles inside. Hei Zuo kept saliva and giggled and turned the barbecue back and forth to make it more evenly cooked. Human meat is a fine in the meat of the orcs. It tastes delicate and fat, compared with those all over the body. The beasts with muscles and bones are much more delicious!

Heizo, whose attention was focused on the barbecue, did not find it. The ghost's finger lying on his back by the fire suddenly moved slightly, and then the burning fire seemed to suddenly blow in a gust of evil wind. The jumping flames suddenly soared, and a bucket of thick red snake quickly winded out of the fire. It chugged out, and in the scream of Heizo, it actually surrounded the muddy Heizo in the middle!

"Mud!" The panicked Heizo did not forget to launch his spell. Its huge body sank into the quagmire. Although the fire dragon burned a piece of soil on its body quickly, as long as it entered the quagmire, no matter how arrogant the fire snake was, it was impossible to transmit heat to the quagmire. At best, it was majestic on the surface. That's all.

"Daily, who the mother is against me? Come out and let me have a look if you have the ability!" Heizo sat in the quagmire and quickly removed all the hot mud on his body and shouted around. The cunning Heizo took advantage of the opportunity to grope back and forth with his hands and quietly grabbed the remaining explosive short spear in his hand!

Holding the blasting spear, He Zuo's heart was a little bottom. The guy who could play such a big fire snake must not be easy to mess with. He Zuo stared alertly and stared around nervously with his small eyes.

"You stupid pig hit me so much~" A faint word sounded from Heizo's side. The ghost, who should have been dead, actually sat up covered with blood, and a pair of big dark red eyes stared at Heizo without expression.

"His grandma, don't scare me with the dead. Which necromancer is nearby? I'm the black wizard of Bochu Pain!" Hezuo immediately shouted. Only those necromancers in the demon world could control the dead. Looking at the ghost like this, he must have been controlled by some necromancer.

"Bochupin's black wizard, good~" The faint voice still sounded in the ghost's mouth. Heizo looked at the ghost strangely through the spinning fire snake, and it suddenly shouted loudly: "You bastard is not dead yet!" Raise your hand and throw the remaining explosive short spear at the ghost!

Although the necromancer can control the body, he must not let the body speak, let alone get a fire snake to tease himself! Heizo found the flaw in it after thinking about it. He never thought that the ghost had been hit by a blasting spear, but he was not dead yet! Or is it not dead yet?

The two are less than five meters apart. Hezuo believes that even orc warriors can't avoid its short spear in such a close distance. As long as the ghost has a little contact with the blasting short spear, the short spear will definitely turn into hundreds of small sharp metal scales like the last one, and will cut countless more wounds on the ghost in an instant. Come on!

In such a short distance, even the ghost was not sure to completely avoid Heizo's short spear, so he simply did not hide. The tyranny in the soul was awakened by an unyielding force!

The ghost has been hit once in the explosion of the short spear, so he will not be confused by it this time. In the purple pupil, the dark explosive short spear kept spinning in the air, and the ghost could even see the dense lines on it flashing gold-like fine patterns because of the reflection of the firelight. This is the secret spell pattern of the orc wizard! As long as the blasting spear encounters any obstacles to destroy these spells, it will immediately break into hundreds of fragments according to the lines and accelerate forward again, directly beating the person blocking it into a leaky spoon!

Such a vicious trick will indeed suffer a big loss from the opponent who encounters the explosive short spear for the first time. The ghost belongs to the kind that has suffered losses, so there is already a solution. An illusory black fireball suddenly appeared out of thin air between the ghost and the explosive short spear, and the fast-moving short spear plunged in, waiting for it to pass through When the black fireball came out from the other side, the countless witch spells on the spearhead had become blurred. The spiritual power used to launch the blasting force had been completely filtered out by the black flame, and the adjudication flame was simply easy to catch them!

The short spear that can't be exploded is still a short spear. The ghost's hand was rubbed off by a piece of flesh and blood by the rolling spear before stopping it in front of his chest!

"You are really powerful..." The ghost's hoarse voice was like an old owl. He inserted his short spear stained with his blood into the ground and slowly stood up.

The fire snake, which is several times thicker than the jungle python, is as docile as a puppy in front of the ghost. With the light of a finger of the ghost, the fire snake around Heizo instantly turns into a flying spark, disappearing like magic.

"Come out, orc wizard, I want to fight with you!" The ghost tore off the tattered clothes and stood bare on the edge of the muddy pool and shouted to the black assistant inside. The dense wounds on his body have all stopped the bleeding, and many of them are even squirming slightly, looking like maggots all over their bodies.

"Hmm, you son of a man, I will slap you to death!" No matter how cowardly Heizo is, he is still a tall orc. How can he stand it in the face of the shouting of his opponent who is half shorter than himself!

Heizo cursed and walked to the ghost in the mud. When he came to the edge of the quagmire, his hands deep into the quagmire suddenly raised, and a sharp spear flashed cold light into the ghost's chest! He Zuoming looked at the short spear pricking the ghost, but suddenly there was a flower in front of him. The thin boy who was standing in front of him suddenly disappeared!

The short spear pricked the ground with a poof, and Hei Zuo was wrapped in black mud and stood on the edge of the quagmire and looked around doubtfully.

"Do you orcs fight like this? I'm empty-handed..." The creepy voice suddenly sounded from Heizo's side. The ghost was standing close to Heizo's body. At this time, he raised his hand and inserted it into the still flowing mud and grabbed Heizo's arm.

"The duel should be absolutely fair!" Before the ghost's voice fell, Heizo felt that his arm holding the short spear seemed to have been bitten by a wild wolf. Suddenly, it was in unexpected pain. It screamed, threw away the short spear and wiped the mud from his arm a few times and looked up. He saw that his strong arm was really missing a piece of meat as if it had been bitten by a wolf. And that piece of meat is still caught in the hands of the ghost!

"Is the arm quite strong~~" The ghost smiled and threw an egg-sized piece of meat into the mud. He actually used nothing and pulled a piece of meat from Heizo's arm with his fingers!

"Oh, son, I'll kill you!" The shocked and angry Heizo roared, and the big fist of the wine jar threw the stinky mud with the evil wind and hit the ghost's chest fiercely.

After a muffled sound, even Heizo looked at his fist in disbelief. The moving and ghost-like boy just now actually punched himself so straight!

Agui didn't run away this time and was really punched by Hei Zuo!