The dark spell is not much different from the rest of the spell masters, they all use chanting to start spells, the only difference is that the spells released by the dark spell master are extremely terrifying and evil, if it is launched for a long time, sooner or later it will be eroded by the darkness and become a demon...

Spellcasters from level one to level fourteen, each level can release a corresponding spell, such as the spell released by Han Xue on Chen Feng, that is the sixth-order spell that only a sixth-level spell can be released, the Sealing Spear, although it is not an offensive spell, but it is also extremely ruthless, and it is close to the category of a dark spellmaster, it is conceivable that if a dark spell master launches the sealing spear, it is estimated that Chen Feng will be dead standing here. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

That's why the world is so afraid of dark spells, it's a spell they cast, it's a curse!

This grandfather and grandson saved themselves, Chen Feng didn't want to watch them die miserably, but he was also struggling in his heart, he could only cast a second-order spell, he hadn't cast it for four hundred years, Chen Feng wasn't sure if it would work, and his identity would be exposed, the dark spell master was like a rat crossing the street in the world, and even there were some masters in Zhongzhou who claimed to be holy fighters, and their existence was to slaughter any dark spell master they saw.

After some psychological struggle, Chen Feng still gritted his teeth and made up his mind to fight!

"Little friend, you take Yan Meng and ride my desert wolf, get away from here quickly, you have no ability to fight, staying here is also death, Yan Meng will please you!"

Suddenly, when I heard this, the spell chanting that had been in my throat was swallowed alive again...

"Old man!" Chen Feng frowned slightly, and shouted...

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll send someone to cut off the queen for you, I can die, but Yanmeng is the hope of my mercenary group, and there must be no mistakes!"

Hearing this, Chen Feng looked at the woman who was about to be frozen in front of him, and no longer had any hesitation, he rode on the desert wolf and planned to leave with his dreams...

"Hmph, if you want to run, ten of you will go and chase this Nizi back for me, and the other ten will drag this old guy for me," Scarface saw that the situation was not right, and immediately ordered.

"I... I'm not leaving, I'm going to fight!" Yan Meng said, holding back the trembling Hao teeth.

"If you want to be hardened by them, fight", Chen Feng glanced at him and said lightly.

Suddenly hearing Chen Feng's words without any sense of disobedience, Yan Meng's little face suddenly turned red with anger, and he was about to get angry but found that his body had been forcibly hugged by the other party on the back of the desert wolf...

After coming into contact with Yan Meng's body, Chen Feng's arms instantly formed a layer of frost, if it weren't for his fast movements, it was estimated that he would instantly turn into ice cubes.

"A few of you protect Yan Meng, and the rest of you give up the goods and fight while running!" Yan Yao also immediately ordered, four of the nine mercenaries ran into the distance, they were the only line of defense on Chen Feng's back, and it was up to them whether they could hold it back.

It can also be seen that the mercenary group of this medicine is not very large, there are only about a dozen people, he asked four people to break the back, and the remaining five retreated, probably thinking that he could keep a little belongings...

"If any of you can recover that Nizi, I'll reward him for three days!" Scarface shouted at the bandits who were rushing out.

This sentence was like giving them chicken blood, and they ran over one by one, and in the face of the temptation of beautiful women, these ten bandits were like crazy beasts, almost swarming through the weak defense line composed of four people...

The Desert Wolf is a sprinter, and he is also among the second-order demonic beasts, and the demonic beasts and humans generally have a very strict cultivation system, from the first order to the fourteenth order.

The desert wolf, especially in the desert, is extremely fast in short-distance sprints, but it also has a weakness, that is, the fur is too heavy, and it must stop to dissipate heat after running for a while, otherwise it will be heated to death by its own sweat...

What Chen Feng relies on is to get rid of the pursuers behind as much as possible, otherwise the consequences will be very serious...

"I... I'm so cold" Yan Meng sat behind Chen Feng, a burst of chill continued to emerge from his body, and his black and beautiful hair turned completely snow-white at the moment...

Feeling the big ice cube behind him, Chen Feng gritted his teeth, if the cultivation was still there, he could use the strong cultivation of the Heavenly Tribulation Triple Heaven to drive away the cold, but now he has that ability, but he can't watch this Nizi being frozen to death...

"Hold me..."

"You... You're going to die," Yan Meng trembled and stretched out his cold wrist, but he didn't hug it...

"It's a bad life, with a beautiful woman by your side, what's the pity of dying" Chen Feng waved his hand indifferently...

At this moment, Yanmeng was almost completely controlled by the cold, and he wanted to ask for any trace of heat around him, and the little remaining defense line in his heart completely collapsed, and he hugged Chen Feng's back tightly...

"Whew!" Suddenly feeling the chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow behind him, Chen Feng suddenly gasped.

It seemed that it was because he felt the temperature emanating from this small body, and Yan Meng's painful expression was relieved, but Chen Feng suffered, his cultivation was lost, and he didn't have the slightest strength to fight the cold, and his body gradually attached a layer of light frost...

"Roar"!

At this moment, the galloping desert wolf suddenly stopped, panting heavily, this ran for more than ten minutes and estimated that it had reached its limit...

"Hey, brother, the pursuers are still behind, you can't strike", Chen Feng slapped the desert wolf's ass hard, but it didn't have the slightest effect, although the group of bandits behind was not fast, but they didn't need to rest, it is estimated that the distance between the two parties will not exceed three miles, and they can catch up with each other.

In a hurry, Chen Feng can only choose the target next to a dead tree in the distance, this dead tree is about seven meters, very wide, if it is hidden, it should be enough, and can only choose to stay with the desert wolf, this desert wolf is now hot and oily, maybe you can rely on the heat of the desert wolf to let Yan Meng get through the dangerous period, but this requires Chen Feng to lure away the ten bandits behind...

It wasn't until Yanmeng and the desert wolf were arranged in a narrow tree hole that Chen Feng took a deep breath, and what he had to face was always to face...

"Take off your clothes" Chen Feng looked at the trembling woman and said lightly.

"You... What do you want to do!" Yan Meng had just relieved himself when he heard Chen Feng's words...

"Haha, such a beauty, of course I'm going to enjoy it alone..."Chen Feng suddenly stepped forward and laughed.

"You! you are shameless, even if my sister and I have a cold attack, I can kill you!" Yan Meng looked like he was not admitting defeat, and suddenly raised his jade hand, and a faint chill also waved out...

"What, you treat your benefactor like this?" Chen Feng said with a wry smile.

As if seeing Chen Feng's expression, Yan Meng suddenly burst into tears and laughed, and said, "I'm afraid that you won't be able to satisfy my sister..."

"Don't talk nonsense, let you take it off, you will take it off", Chen Feng was also a little impatient and said angrily.

Yan Meng is not stupid, he understood Chen Feng's intentions in an instant, the group of bandits behind him came to him, Chen Feng changed into his own clothes, the purpose of this is to lure them away and buy time for himself...

"Thank you..."Yan Meng also recovered a little at this moment, and a charming smile appeared on her pretty face. "No thanks..."Chen Feng waved his hand.

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future."

"What, is your cold so severe?" said the young man, frowning slightly.

"If they kill people without blinking, you will die," Yan Meng said with a slight hesitation.

"Haha, this life was originally picked up by you, so I should return it to you", Chen Feng did not hesitate, took off Yanmeng's coat, put it on his body and walked into the distance...

Looking at the young man who gradually disappeared into the night, the woman's eyes flashed with a strange light, although he had only been with this young man for more than ten days, but his bearing and behavior were extremely sophisticated, as if he had a strong man who had experienced wind and frost in his young body!

Against the wind and sand of the night, Chen Feng returned step by step to the way he came, and after a while, he saw a few fast-moving fires in the distance, and the speed of this group of bandits was not slow, and they caught up so quickly...

Standing in place, Chen Feng didn't turn around and move in the other direction until someone in the distance saw him, and avoided the dead trees as much as possible...

"There's that, brothers, come on!" a sharp-eyed bandit shouted into the distance.

Chen Feng in the distance is a slick beauty for them, all of them are crazier than chicken blood, running wildly all the way...

Chen Feng ran for about three minutes, and then he stopped out of breath, took a few deep breaths, and stood quietly in place...

"Oops, I'm tired uncle" Looking at the 'beauty' who finally stopped running in the distance, several robbers relieved themselves...

"Running to death so soon", Chen Feng still didn't turn his head, and said with a smile.

"Well, what a man, damn it, kill him for me!" one of the bandits listened to the wrong voice, and his face immediately turned pale.

"The rotten princess in the black tomb, the crawling skeleton in the jungle of thorns, the black, golden, glowing ghost of the Immortal, the sharp bony claws, the torn, stretched filthy soul, spread!"

Before the group could rush out, the first thing they heard was a series of muffled chants...

"I heard you right, right? It's a chant!" a bandit asked in confusion as he looked at the dark shadow behind him...

"You really shouldn't give me a chance", Chen Feng suddenly turned his head! At this moment, his eyes were gradually spread by black, his arms were stretched out, and a black ball of light emitted black light was suspended three inches away from his fingers, terrifying! evil! Faint! A series of terrifying emotions began to breed among the bandits, they were like wildfire, spreading rapidly!

"Ah! it's a sorcerer! No, it's a dark sorcerer!" a bandit's face distorted, as if he had seen something terrible!

"Second-order spells, haunted by evil ghosts!" Chen Feng shook suddenly, and in a moment's time, black chains swept out of the ball of light, turning into evil ghosts!

[Author's digression]: Chen Feng stood on the top of the mountain, the expression on his face was erratic, when he looked at the sentient beings in the ten thousand worlds, he cruelly pinched out a few handprints: "Eight hundred level spells, great collection techniques! Hey..."