Chapter 150 The Magic

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The third volume of the seven-star mysterious demon suddenly rises

Chapter 150 Magic

At this moment, the burly man looked at the black ghosts quickly spreading on his fists, and his face suddenly changed: "Don't be rampant. Can the ghost art stop you, Grandpa Qiu? You are so delusional! If you want Grandpa Qiu to cook dinner, it depends on whether you have that good tooth!"

The burly and strong man roared, regardless of the black ghost that had begun to quickly corrupt his hands. He was so golden like a world-class god of war in the air and rushed to the ghost wrapped in the dark clouds. This man strode forward, and every step forward in the void, there was an extremely light Golden footprints emerged, and at the same time made a muffled sound, as if the giant's sledgehammer hit everyone's heart fiercely, which made people's hearts tremble, and even the soul trembled a little. This power is too strong, not like a monk who can show his ability, but like a god of war from ancient times on the battlefield.

With a burst of "Dong-dong.............." The golden light that broke out on the burly man's body is also becoming more and more dazzling, making people unable to look directly at it.

The distance between him and the mysterious ghost was shortened in an instant, but in the blink of an eye, the strong man had appeared six or seven feet in front of the black clouds. At this time, the golden light on his body was extremely dazzling and reached a peak, like a small sun shining in all directions, and the golden light around the dark hills was bright everywhere. Incomparably, even the yellow spring mange rising from the ground from time to time was quickly evaporated in this golden light.

Although the rolling black clouds evaporated out of thin air under the almost enchanting golden light, they also quickly converge and kept rolling, making a sound like something being scorched. At the same time, a bad smell also slowly dispersed around the hill, which was disgusting.

Just when everyone thought that the god-like man was going to smash the evil ghost with one punch, he suddenly stopped in the sky, and there was a strange blood red on his face for no reason.

"Gaga! What's wrong? The taste of corpse poison is not good, hey hey, it's better to die! The ghost, which was originally completely suppressed by the unparalleled momentum of the burly man, suddenly saw such a strange appearance. Suddenly, a thick giant hand full of black scales poked out from the dark cloud and grabbed the motionless big man with bursts of black air. The giant hand was covered with dark scales. The thick and sharp nails are several feet long, and it seems that as long as you gently grasp them, you can scratch the body of the burly man in mid-air.

"Brother Qiu, hide!"

"Run!"

Such a series of situations happened very quickly. When the people behind came to their senses, the ghostly giant hand was almost about to catch the big man's chest. Seeing that the next moment the big man was about to die under the ghost's claws, everyone couldn't help shouting loudly, and even a few people were in a hurry. He took out a portable weapon to hit the ghost claw, hoping to block one or two.

But all this seems to be futile. The ghost claws only flashed, and the next moment they appeared on the top of the big man's head.

"Gaga, die! The spirit and soul of the monk in the Huaqi period, I have finally started to open meat since I was born!" The ghost covered by the black clouds laughed strangely, and the outstretched ghost claws were fiercely grasped with black gas, and the big man's head was about to be pinched by the ghost claws.

When everyone saw this, there was a hint of despair on their faces. A monk in the Qi period was actually about to fall in the hands of several battles with this ghost. Such a scene was really unpredictable. Thinking of the treatment they and others after the fall of the big man, these monks who were not of the same-minded suddenly looked It was a little uncertain, and several anxious people immediately turned around and fled without hesitation. They were originally temporary gathered monks who were not even opponents of such powerful ghosts and brother Qiu in the gas period. If they don't run away at this time, do they have to wait for this ghost to kill them? There is no brotherhood at all. They immediately chose to escape.

As soon as Chen Min, the originator, saw that the big man was about to die under the devil's claws. Under the same change of face, she immediately threw out the flying sword and wanted to escape immediately. With a cold heart, she had no awareness to advance and retreat with Brother Qiu.

But at the moment when the woman ran away, an extremely scary feeling suddenly surged in her heart. Out of instinctive reaction, the woman subconsciously blocked the sensitive bronze mirror magic weapon in her chest.

With a crisp sound, Chen Min only felt a huge force coming from her hand, and then a cold light bounced out on the bronze mirror.

Cold sweat flowed down from the woman's forehead in an instant. She just saw it clearly that the rebound was clearly a small blade. If she hadn't resisted it with this ancient mirror magic weapon, I'm afraid she would have died again.

In an instant, Chen Min sacrificed the ancient mirror magic weapon into a layer of green light mask to completely protect him. At the same time, a pair of eyes looked around, and a dozen charms in his hand had been faintly urged. As soon as the man who attacked him was found, this woman would be completely killed by thunder. The unknown enemy is the most terrible, so she even did not hesitate to use most of her last runes to save her life in order to solve this potential disaster.

This kind of forbearance enemy in the dark is so terrible that an inadvertently may be killed by the other party by finding an opportunity.

Just as Chen Min glanced around and wanted to find out the potential enemy, a laughter suddenly made the woman's body completely cold.

"You ran very fast last time. I don't know if you still have that speed this time?"

"Escape!" At the same time as Chen Min's voice appeared, her face changed greatly and she immediately got up and was about to run away. At the same time, the rune in her hand also burst into a dazzling light, which was obviously completely inspired.

"Death!" The cold voice sounded behind Chen Min, and then a cold knife light scratched the woman's neck. Chen Min's figure of fleeing stopped abruptly. A bright red blood spring suddenly rose to the sky, raised one of her heads high, and then fell into the pile of rocks.

Seven or eight runes that had been inspired by the woman instantly turned into a dazzling white light and exploded in place, raising the sand and rocks all over the sky.

When the sand and stone fell, Jiyang's figure appeared in place. A small black shield on his right hand floated quietly, emitting bursts of spiritual light, while on his left hand was an inconspicuous gray disk, which was the six-edged disk magic weapon bought that day. It was cut effortlessly with sharpness. Chen Min's shield cut off her head.

At this time, a bronze ancient mirror was lying at the bottom of the pit in a deep pit five or six feet deep at the foot of Jiyang. Jiyang's heart moved, and then the ancient mirror turned into a yellow light and fell into his hand.

The ancient mirror is bronze and round. A golden pillar carved with some unknown monster extends down on the yellow mirror, which can be held with both hands. Above the mirror, two other rare beasts arch each other, and an unusual red gem between the two beasts is unusually eye-catching. It seems that these two strange beasts are arching the jewel, but at this time, the gem is extremely dim and has a spiritual look.

"What a strange magic weapon!" Jiyang held the golden mirror and muttered to himself, and the other hand kept touching the jewel as if he wanted to find something.

At this moment, a shocked cry suddenly came from Jiyang's mind:

"The magic! How could he do magic! How can it be!"

Jiyang was stunned when he heard the words. When he was about to ask something, he seemed to feel something and suddenly raised his head.

Seeing the scene in the sky, Jiyang, a descendant, suddenly took a cold breath from his chin to the tail vertebrae!

A cold-faced golden armor god wearing a silver helmet in the sky is holding this blood-red halberd foot and stepping on a yellow cloud slowly falling down from above.