Chapter 189 Final Battle (11)
The heart-shaking howls of ghosts and wolves kept ringing in the front. It seemed that the evil spirits had discovered their target, poured into areas they had never entered before, and began to attack Qian Xiao B.
“I didn’t expect it.” Zhidian’s eyes were full of joy: “From the moment your hair fell into my hands, you were at a disadvantage. Plus, the venue of this commission is like something out of the military books. The right time and place are all in my hands , the moment you step into here, you are destined to die here, hehehe..."
He suppressed his voice and laughed, and said to himself with an extremely distorted expression: "Originally, I also planned to beg for mercy. If so, I could let you go and accept you as my younger brother, but you dare to scold me like that! Ever since I learned the spell, no one has dared to scold me like that! Die! Die, die, die, die... ”
In order to prevent Qian Xiaoyi from escaping, the conjurers have spread out and sealed off the area. Although they could not see clearly what was happening in front of them because of the fog, they could only see ghosts and shadows. As well as hearing constant inhuman screams, the battle seemed to be very fierce.
"It's so good, so good..." Zhidian listened to those terrifying voices and said intoxicatedly: "After tearing you apart, these evil spirits will start killing each other like raising poisons, and the last few remaining Only powerful evil spirits can still be used by me... Thank you so much, Qian Xiaoyi, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had such a good opportunity to meet so many evil spirits, and be able to use someone with a bad mouth like you Guy killed, this is really the happiest day of my life."
"I suggest you not to speak too early." Qian Xiaoyi's voice rang in his ears.
"?!" Zhidian was shocked. He subconsciously took out a rusty utility knife that exuded an ominous aura from his arms, pulled out the blade with a click, and looked in the direction of the sound.
However, he saw nothing, as if it was just an illusion.
No! He heard it right, he did hear Qian Xiaoyi's voice just now!
"Here, here, where are you looking?" Qian Xiaoyi's voice sounded in his ears again.
Zhitian stiffened, slowly turned his head, and looked over his shoulder.
On his shoulder, I saw a paper man with Qian Xiaoyi's hair tied up sitting there, looking at Zhidian with his round head.
"Hey!" Zhidian screamed and slapped the paper man with his hand, trying to knock him off his shoulder. After a series of random slaps, the paper man on his shoulder disappeared. Just as Zhidian When he looked at the ground to see if it was on the ground, Qian Xiaoyi's voice sounded from above him again.
"Hey, I said you are so rude." The paper man said in Qian Xiaoyi's voice: "Obviously you made my hair into a medium, why are you afraid of this now? Look like? Don’t you always have this paper man with you?”
"Come down! Come down!" Zhidian screamed. He rubbed his long hair randomly. This situation beyond his cognition frightened him.
The paper man said behind him: "I said Zhidian, instead of having time to go crazy here, why not pay attention to your surroundings?"
Zhidian's movements stopped, and he raised his head towards Looking around, he saw that the evil spirits who had been harmed by him had gathered around him, and their bloody resentment had become real.
"Enjoy it, Zhidian." The paper man climbed on top of his head again, gloating: "Didn't you find them with all your hard work?"
It was too late to say, At that moment, Zhidian quickly reached out and grabbed the paper man, and said with a twisted face: "As long as I tear you apart..."
He used both hands hard, and just as he was about to tear open the paper figure, he immediately felt a heartbreaking pain centered on the top of his head.
"No, no, no, no." The paper man said: "You also know about things like spells, right? Don't you still know what the situation is now?"
Zhidian is unbelievable. Said: "This paper figure has become mine. Personal items, and you use your hair to use it as a medium to deal with me? This... is impossible!" "You don't know anything about the art of defeating victory," the paper man said scornfully. You can use other people's personal belongings as a medium, and so can others. In turn, it can influence you through that medium. Just because you still want to fight with others? Didn’t your master teach you the relevant knowledge? Or are you just bullying ordinary people who don’t understand magic? Too bad? ”
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"Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Jealousy, extremely jealous emotions filled his mind, Zhitian roared: "Why do you know how to do spells? Aren't you a decent person? Why do you think you can do magic? Everything?”
"Rather, I'm also confused about why your level is so poor?" Paper Man said: "Forget it about Ghost Vine, that guy is a monk halfway, but you have an inheritance, right? Now it seems that your level is also You're just a little better than him, why are you so arrogant? Is your head full of shit? "I'm going to kill you!" Zhidian shouted! : "Dare to underestimate me! Both you and Kito must die! That traitor! How dare you help a disgusting outsider like you deal with me?!"
"You must survive first." Paper The filmmaker sneered.
Zhidian looked around, and those evil spirits had surrounded him. Zhidian’s eyes were about to burst. He opened his coat, revealing various cursed objects hanging on the inside of the coat, including blood stains. There were puppets with dry eyes and fresh puppets. He said fiercely: "Young men, go out and let these wild evil spirits see your power..."
"Come on. Beat me, you idiots." The paper man suddenly shouted to the evil spirits around him.
The evil spirits seemed to have received the signal and angrily rushed towards Zhidian. The curses on Zhidian also trembled, and the two black resentments collided and entangled endlessly.
This movement caused the conjurers guarding Qian Xiaoyi's circle to turn their heads, wondering what was happening over there.
"What's going on!" A masked conjurer said to himself strangely: "Why are all the evil spirits running in that direction? What's going on in Zhitian? What if that Chinese guy What should I do if I run away?"
"Don't worry, I won't run away."
Qian Xiaoyi walked out of the fog with his bag on his back and said, "You guys. How can I run away before the garbage is cleaned up? If I run away like this, you will definitely come back to provoke me again, right? So I will kill you all here."
The masked conjurer was shocked. This meant that the departure of those evil spirits had something to do with the guy in front of him! Things got serious now. The sure-kill situation was easily solved by the other party!
"Hey! Do you still want to attack me?" He shouted with anger and anger: "Let me tell you, no matter whether we attack you through curse spirits or evil spirits, we can't be left to attack you on our own initiative. Evidence, but you are different! Your method is too obvious. If you take the initiative and are discovered later, it will be against the rules of the game. Do you still want to become the public enemy of the spiritual masters in this country?"
“Thank you for reminding me.” Qian Xiaoyi nodded: “So, is it enough to use evil spirits’ methods? I understand, then let you see...the uniqueness of the Cognitive School’s spells . ”
The last sentence was said in Chinese, so the other party did not know what Qian Xiaoyi said.
But he could feel that after saying those words, the aura of the Chinese man changed, as if the person standing there was no longer a human being, but something else.
Qian Xiaoyi stretched out his hand towards the conjurer. One of his fingers was wrapped with a squirming hair. The figure of a woman in red flashed over him before the conjurer could speak. , a huge tsunami-like resentment burst out from Qian Xiaoyi's palm, drowning the conjurer.
Qian Xiaoyi grinned, with the corners of his mouth cleft to the base of his ears, revealing his fangs:
“Now, I am the evil spirit.”
(End of this chapter)