Chapter 49 Failure? Success
One minute...
Two minutes...
The rapidsand rolled more and boiled. From time to time, a huge palm composed of rapidsand rushed out of the flowing sand and hit it in the direction of the dream, but it was dodged by the flexible pace of the dream.
Five minutes...
Ten minutes...
A boiling yusand became a little restless at this moment, and the attack became more and more frequent. While avoiding the attack of the yusand on the body, Meng Yu controlled the huge ice ball in his hand and shot a few magic ice cones into the sweet sand.
Fifteen minutes later...
The restless sand calmed down in an instant. There was a smile hanging on the corners of Mengliu's mouth. He laughed at the fat mage who was slowly rising from the flowing sand and said, "What's wrong? Do you want to come out?"
"Damn." The fat mage scolded and licked the corners of his mouth that were a little dry. Just now, he manipulated the yellow sand array, which led to the rapid passage of magic in his body. Up to now, there is not much magic left in the fat mage's body. In desperation, he had to escape from the yellow sand. If he persisted, the yellow sand array It will swallow his body.
Meng Yu looked up at the sky. Seeing that it was almost evening, he was not wasting time. His eyes locked the position of the fat mage and shouted delicately, "You can die!" It's frozen!!!"
While Meng Yu shouted these four words, the huge ice ball on her hands quickly rotated, and the magic ice cone with white light threw out of the huge ice ball and shot at the position where the fat mage was standing.
The fat mage still wanted to struggle and poured all the magic in his body into the magic barrier outside the body, "Escape." This is the only thing he can do now. Unfortunately, the fat mage is running fast, and it is not as fast as the magic ice cone summoned by Meng Yu. After only a few steps, he was penetrated into a hornet's nest by more than a dozen magic ice cones. He didn't even have time to scream, and it turned into a cold corpse.
When Chu Tian saw this scene, he looked down at Xue Mei, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and then walked towards Kalishong. Only people would deal with the next thing, and it was meaningless for Chu Tian to stay.
On the other side, the dream leftover giant ice hockey was turned into magic and absorbed into the body. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then jumped on the roof. There was only the body of the bull left on the roof, and the unconscious Xue Mei lying on the ground, but Chu Tian had disappeared.
"Damn it!" Meng Yu poofed softly, held the bull and Xue Mei in his hands, and then rushed to the medical room of the Kingdom of Moqing.
At this time, the sun was setting, and the very lively trading city in the past was very quiet at this time. The stop of Meng Yu and the fat mage scared all the onlookers away, so the only thing left in the current trading city where the body of the fat mage was lying alone. The fat mage could not imagine. Today is the date of his death!
Cares Red's closed room.
"Master! Are you back?" The dwarf said respectfully to Chu Tian, who rushed in in a hurry.
Chu Tian glanced at the little man at the door, nodded to the other party, and then quickly ran to the closed room.
The boundary is opened and the iron door is closed! There was only Chu Tian left in the senior closed room. Chu Tian did not intend to waste time. As soon as he entered the closed room, he fell to the ground with a lot of things purchased in the trading city at noon.
When Chu Tian entered the closed room, the golden villain also rushed out of his arms, looked at the materials on the ground, and carefully looked at it.
After a while, the golden villain nodded to Chu Tian, "The materials are all available. Are you going to try the refining first or carry out the summoning ceremony of the death worm first?"
"Try the death worm first." Chu Tian answered concisely. He didn't mention the scene that just happened in the trading city. He carefully selected the materials, as if nothing had happened just now.
Desert worm, six-pointed star magic scroll, corpse water, desert lizard.
Chu Tian put everything in front of him, spread out the parchment that recorded the method of summoning the dead worm and looked at it, "It seems that something is missing? Oh, by the way, it's hair."
The golden little man came over and looked at the parchment, "Hair? Just record the hair? The old man? A child? Or a pregnant woman? Didn't you say anything about human hair?"
Chu Tian nodded to the golden villain. If there is no mistake, only hair was written on the sheepskin scroll he showed him, and there was no famous person's hair. "Try it first."
The golden villain nodded, and it seemed that he could only know it after a try.
Chu Tian first poured the lizard and the small bottle of corpse water into the body of the desert worm, then placed the already fat desert worm in the middle of the six-pointed star scroll, and then tore off a wisp of his own hair and wrapped the worm and magic scroll.
After all this last night, Chu Tianduan sat on the ground and began to say, "Death, sickness, the earth is trembling, the dead are crying, His Majesty Asura, the demon god of hell, please give me great strength. I am your most loyal servant, call the monster and death worm of hell here!!"
The magic scroll lying on the ground trembled slightly. Chu Tian stood up from the ground and slowly stepped back a few steps. A pungent smell of blood came from the magic scroll, and the smell suddenly filled the whole room in an instant.
The golden villain stood on Chu Tian's shoulder. The two stared straight at the magic scroll that kept shaking on the ground. If Chu Tian remembers correctly, if the summoning fails, the magic scroll and other things will detonate by themselves. Although it is not very powerful, Chu Tian doesn't want to be splashed dirty.
Five minutes have passed... The magic scroll wrapped in the desert worm is still squirming. Looking at its uneven surface, it seems that a lot of things are surging in the magic scroll, and it is possible to rush out at any time.
The space in the real retreat room also began to become thinner, and there was a pungent smell of blood everywhere. If a second person enters this retreat room at this moment, he will see that the whole closed room is shrouded in blood-red fog...
Ten minutes have passed...
The magic scroll trembles more and more frequently. It can even be said that the magic scroll seems to have life and is rolling around on the ground.
Chu Tian and the golden villain have now stood at the only big ** in the room. Ten minutes have passed, and the magic scroll has not exploded. Is it possible that the summoning ceremony is successful?
Peng!
The magic scroll suddenly made a loud noise and exploded in all directions. Chu Tian's eyes dimmed in an instant, "Failed... But it doesn't matter. There are materials. I'll come once." Chu Tian said to the golden villain behind him.