The wrinkles on the old shaman's face became even deeper, and his sunken eye sockets were like an abandoned well of the age, and there was no drop of well water for a long time, only a deep well that was bottomless. The update is so fast.

Even if the dark clouds cover the top, there is not even a trace of wind in the treacherous wind and clouds, but the old shaman can see what kind of wind and clouds are hidden under the black and oppressive sky.

All the surging is in the shadows, and it is a powerful witchcraft who is unleashing his most powerful attacks. This style of play is definitely a complete battle, once the attack fails, the whole game will be lost, but once it succeeds, there is no place for the opponent to die.

Very few people would use such a style of play, and the old shaman did not know how the other party could make such a choice. Especially when he can feel that the opponent's strength should actually be slightly better than him, then this kind of play that is put to death and then born is particularly out of place.

But no matter what, the other party was already slightly stronger than him, and now he used this kind of play that would make a difference between one blow, and the old shaman had to do his best to deal with it.

The staff in his hand began to stir slowly, as if he was stirring a bowl of batter, and the more he stirred, the thicker it became, and the staff in his hand also rotated more and more slowly.

But the incantation in the old shaman's mouth became louder and louder, from the beginning of the silent opening of his mouth and 'lips', to the whispering of his own mutter, and by the time the staff in his hand was almost unmoving, the 'groan' in his mouth had become a loud chant like a choir singing.

The syllables sung by the old shaman were extremely condescending, not the strange monosyllabic ones of the usual witch 'door' spells, but a series of very complex words, and it was impossible to understand what he was singing.

The chanting of the incantation, combined with the staff in his hand, did not make the black clouds at the top disperse, on the contrary, the black clouds became more dense and black, as if they had really become ink flowing in the air, and even the sound of water flowing could be heard in the air.

The staff was raised high, piercing the sky, and finally turned around, bringing up a torrent, and in the thick black 'color' like ink, a group of arrows suddenly burst out, heading straight for the place in front of the old shaman.

In mid-air, the arrows turned into hideous-looking beasts, let out a dull roar with teeth and claws, and pounced forward. It was so powerful that it seemed as if any obstacle that stood in its way would be torn to shreds.

The beast was unacceptably ugly, and the human brain could not imagine how its face could be so ugly. Its four claws were like hooks, the tips of its claws shimmered with a dark light, and behind it was a huge dragon tail, which seemed to be able to crush everything that came close to it between swings.

The face of the bull, the body of the bear, the horns of the bull, and the whole body are covered with scales the size of a millstone, and there is hardly a single flaw on the whole body, and there are thick scales in each place to form armor, which is enough to resist all forms of attacks. And the other parts of its body are almost all sharp weapons for killing, the fangs that protrude from the corners of the mouth, as well as the sharp teeth and strong jaws inside after opening the bloody mouth, it can be seen that as long as it is bitten, even Da Luo Jinxian will have to lose a piece of 'meat'.

Sharp claws, horns, and dragon tails are all powerful weapons, and this fierce beast can be said to be full of weapons, but it is protected without the slightest flaw.

In the black clouds at the top of the cover, facing the old shaman, about two hundred meters away, was a slender figure.

It was a 'woman', she stood proudly, her figure was extremely graceful, she stood tall with her breasts, and her breasts were towering like two mountains.

Fair-skinned, she stood between the black clouds, her hands in front of her 'chest' in a semicircle, between her hands, wisps of liquid objects as thick as inky black and lacquer flowed out, and when they met the air, they merged into it, and then gradually rose, completely forming a part of this black 'color' world.

There is no doubt that this black 'colored' world was built by this 'woman', and it was she who launched this powerful attack on the old shaman.

The 'female' son is Zhu Xian, at this moment her beautiful and demonic 'glamorous' face is even more beautiful, her ruddy face makes her skin blow and break, but her expression is unprecedentedly grim since she turned into a human.

The fierce beast in front of him had already pounced, but Zhu Xian closed his eyes instead, and just muttered: "Ancient Divine Beast?" With these four dissimilarities, you also want to shake my method of covering the sky and covering the sun? And I still use my veil to attack myself. ”

A look of disdain flashed on his face, and Zhu Xian suddenly spit out a black 'colored' water arrow from his mouth, and after the water arrow left his mouth, it also transformed into a fierce beast.

This beast is the image of a standard Pixiu, and it still looks a little cute sitting in front of Zhu Xian, and when the beast on the opposite side pounces down, Pixiu opens its bloody mouth without hurrying.

Once that mouth is opened, it really feels like swallowing the sky, as if it can eat everything in the world.

Before the beast could perform any moves, it didn't even play the role of a scale and a half claw, and it had already plunged into Pixiu's huge mouth and was completely devoured by Pixiu.

More than two hundred meters away, the old shaman who was implicated because the beast was swallowed, his body was also violent, and a few traces of blood oozed from his mouth.

"It's amazing!" The white hair of the 'flower' on the back of the old shaman's head floated high as if it was electrified, like a needle, and his head instantly seemed to be 'shot' by thousands of sharp arrows.

The words came out of his mouth again, and this time, at the beginning, it was the obscure words that were incomprehensible, and the voice was very loud, and the black clouds above his head began to roll.

With the wave of the staff, the black cloud tumbling in the air condensed into a black ball, the old shaman suddenly opened his eyes, the dry eyes revealed a faint green light, the staff in his hand waved several times, only to see the ball formed by the black cloud suddenly exploded, instantly turned into countless ink spots, and went straight to the opposite Zhu Xian.

The ink dots gradually pulled into a line in the air, and gradually condensed into sharp arrows, as if tens of thousands of archers were opening their bows and arrows at the same time, and under the black 'color' clouds, there were already thousands of arrows. In the air, there was even a buzzing resonance sound due to the huge number of black 'colored' arrows flying by, and the sound was mighty, so it was not scary.

Even though Zhu Xian was holding it up, she also opened her eyes, and when she saw the dense array of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of sharp arrows on the opposite side, she couldn't help but have a little more serious 'color' on her face.

"There's something interesting about that!" Zhu Xian's eyebrows were twisted, her eyes were slightly empty, her right hand shook behind her, and there was an extra long sword in her hand for no reason.

Immediately, Zhu Xian's long sword protected his body, pulled out the impermeable sword 'flower', stepped heavily on the ground with his heel, and his body was like a cannonball, and it was 'shot' straight in the direction of the old shaman.

Along the way, the sound of clanging was endless, but the tens of thousands of sharp arrows still couldn't help Zhu Xian, Zhu Xian just relied on one person and one sword, and easily penetrated the entire arrow array.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at the old shaman, and the old shaman waved the staff in his hand and met the long sword in Zhu Xian's hand.

I only heard the sound of dang, the old shaman's staff was strong after all, and the man's strength also had an advantage, and the long sword in Zhu Xian's hand was actually broken by the staff.

The short sword disappeared in Zhu Xian's hand in an instant, Zhu Xian's hands were protected in front of his 'chest', the spell in her mouth began to flow rapidly, and wisps of black 'colored' liquid appeared between her hands again, slowly dripping down her white arms, but it seemed to evaporate in mid-air, rising up a small black cloud, blending into the sky, becoming a part of the entire black 'color' world.

The old shaman's face became even more serious, he thought that he had interrupted Zhu Xian's spell, but now it seems that the interruption is indeed an interruption, but Zhu Xian can still continue, this is simply impossible.

Stepping back cautiously, the old shaman was carefully feeling the breath from Zhu Xian's body at the same time, and he suddenly shouted in horror: "You are not human? You are not from my witch gate, you are a demon? ”

Zhu Xian said with a smile while releasing the black cloud: "Thousands of years ago, the Lich War, and now the results of the battle are about to be reversed. However, I will soon cease to be a demon and I will become a human being. And you are the last barrier on the path of my 'flesh' body. Kill you, and I'll be flesh in no time! ”

Because of speaking, the spell was interrupted again, but Zhu Xian continued it again.

This is also a major 'characteristic' of the demon, if it is witchcraft, as long as the spell is interrupted, and then you want to recast the spell, even if the strength is enough, you must start from scratch, and it is impossible to continue to let the black clouds in the sky continue to increase without decreasing.

Demons don't need to, they can be interrupted countless times, but as long as they are given enough time, they can continue to cast spells.

The old shaman's expression became even more severe, because he already felt that under the urging of Zhu Xian, the black clouds in the sky had become thicker and thicker, and the scope was getting smaller and smaller. For the old shaman trapped in the center of the black cloud, he may not be able to see that the area covered by the black cloud has changed drastically, but he knows the principle. And the little girl who was deaf and dumb standing not far from the old shaman found that she had escaped from the thick darkness...... No, it was the thick darkness that let her out, and she was still standing where she was, never moving, but the night had faded, and it was still a very deep night ahead.

It's like standing in front of the 'door' of a large warehouse that is completely opaque, with blazing sunlight above your head, but in front of you, it is pitch black, as if it is still in the night.

The old shaman had already felt that those black clouds began to have the power to restrain themselves, they shrunk smaller and smaller, thicker and thicker, tightly wrapped them in the middle, he felt the pressure around his body getting bigger and bigger, as if he was at the bottom of the sea deeper and deeper, the air pressure in his body had begun to be unable to adapt to the pressure of Zhou Weishui, and the old shaman knew that the time for the final battle had come.

He closed his eyes tightly and began to chant a mantra silently, and at this moment, Zhu Xian had only one action, that is, the black 'colored' liquid continued to flow out from between his hands, thus forming a black cloud as thick as ink, constantly squeezing, so that the black cloud covered the area smaller and smaller.

Once the black clouds cover even Zhu Xian himself, the old shaman will experience what it is like to be squeezed to death. When the time comes, he will be like an orange, put in a squeeze container, squeezing out all the orange juice, but the orange itself will be miserable.

Zhu Xian felt that her back had been exposed to the sun, and she could already feel the warmth of the sun, even burning.

It only takes two minutes, and the old shaman will definitely die, and then she can rescue Yi Bodhi and complete the task that Xu Bansheng 'handed over' to her, and she will be able to achieve a 'flesh' body.

The old shaman is also doing the last struggle, although his strength is not as good as Zhu Xian, but he doesn't want to die like this.

Finally, Zhu Xian had been completely exposed to the sun, and the black clouds finally wrapped the old shaman alone......

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