"I don't want to leave, shopkeeper," the stormy red eyes stared at the black-robed man, and the tears on his face were like a zigzag ditch, "I want to kill him, if I don't kill him, I don't want to leave." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The five-headed ghost didn't care about it, and was still charging and attacking the black-robed man.

The blue light was still eroding the milky white light shield, but the black-robed man behind the light shield seemed to be not afraid all of a sudden!

The strange tone of the incantation grew louder and louder, but it no longer trembled and stumbled. The sound of the spell fell into Luo Zheng's ears, making Luo Zheng feel like a complete piece of music, and finally reached the final chapter. The black-robed man gathered all his emotions and pushed the chant to its peak at the end of the whole song.

“#￥%……&*（）――”

The milky white shield continued to be eroded, but the black-robed man ignored it and chanted a curse loudly. When the chanting was at its highest peak, the sound of the incantation came to an abrupt end.

The black-robed man let go of his hand, and the cane stood in place, unsupported. The magic of the white light shield seemed to solidify as the black-robed man finished reciting the spell, and it was firmly in front of the cane, and it no longer needed to be maintained by the black-robed man holding the mantra.

The five-headed ghost continued to charge, and the white shield of light trembled again and again, as if it were about to crumble. The blue light that overflowed from the ghost's body was still eroding the light shield, but the black-robed man didn't seem to be worried at all.

The black-robed man said, "Evil necromancer, you are very unexpected to me. I've never met a mage who can control the infusion of the Spirit Sect. Please be patient, necromancer. The Spirit Sect of the Principality of Baihan is not far from here, and Mr. Tianjian Flower has already gone to invite someone, and the time to return will only be faster than the time it takes you to break through my divine shield. When the time comes, I will capture you alive, and the necromancer who blasphemed the Spirit Sect will definitely be punished with the severest sanctions! “

The storm was furious, and he didn't care what the black-robed man said, he just blindly shouted and ordered: "Kill him!" Kill him! Kill him! ”

The collision of the five ghosts was even more intense, but the white shield of light swayed, but it could not fall and shatter.

The black-robed man let out a sneer, folded his hands, and whispered another incantation. The blue light condensed on the black-robed man's fingertips, turning into a thin straight line, drooping downward, sinking into the ground under the black-robed man's feet.

"That's the Divine Track! I've heard of that! The spirit mages of the Spirit Sect use it to link with each other and support each other, which will be even faster! ”

At the doorway, someone spoke behind the blonde man.

"The Tianjian flower family is saved! It's just that I don't know how much it cost to invite so many Spirit Sects...... Tsk tsk, even the nobles with a thick family background are a little unbearable! “

“……”

Those conversations fell into Luo Zheng's ears, Luo Zheng's eyelids jumped, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and persuaded the storm again: "Don't be willful, we must leave quickly." If you want revenge, you have to think about it in the long run! ”

However, the storm didn't seem to hear Luo Zheng's words, and his bloodshot eyes were about to burst out because of the rage, and he still yelled: "Kill him!" Kill him! Kill him! The voice grew faster and more frantic.

…… Sludge is always sludge. From the extreme of cowardice to the extreme of rage, it is still a piece of mud that cannot be supported by the wall.

Luo Zheng sighed. No matter what decision the turmoil makes, in fact, there is no obstacle for him. After all, he is not from this world, and as the treasurer of the super agency, he can leave this world at any time and return to Earth.

But the problem is, no matter what, the turmoil is the first thing to raise after all...... The first old customer, he is still counting on cultivating such an old customer and cutting meat for a long time. Wouldn't it be a pity to give up now?

The crazy and irrational appearance of the turmoil made Luo Zheng angry, and he also hated iron and steel. He kicked angrily, kicked on Fengbo's waist, and scolded angrily: "Kill, kill, kill! Kill you! ”

"Kill him! Kill - ......"

The storm was kicked and staggered, and he fell, and the cathartic roar in his mouth also broke out.

Luo Zheng scolded angrily: "Are you missing a string in your brain? What's the use of you shouting louder? Let's see if you kill fast, or if that spirit sect comes quickly? It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, so can't you wait? ”

The black-robed man inside the milky white light shield laughed "Hehe", laughing weirdly: "You despicable mortal, you still have a bit of brains. But what's the use of that? If you want to kill me, evil necromancer, do it now! When the other Spirit Sects arrive, you won't have a chance! ”

Fengbo got up from the ground, wiped the tears on his face, wiped his face like a leopard, and said in a low mood: "I'm sorry, shopkeeper." The trumpet flower is dead, and so am I...... It seems to be ...... I don't want to live anymore. I don't know how to get out without killing him. ”

Luo Zheng sighed in his heart, although there were still some problems with Fengbo's speech, the meaning of the expression was already very clear. It's really frustrating to meet such a customer who is a problem from head to toe and inside out.

The black-robed man smiled even more yin and yang: "Come on, come and kill me!" Don't just talk about it, I'll just stand here and wait for you to kill it! ”

…… What a fucking owe pump!

Luo Zheng couldn't help but raise his low-level pistol and fired a few shots at the black-robed man, and the bullets that fell between the light shields seemed to be still in the milky white mire, unable to advance an inch.

The black-robed man laughed even more wantonly.

When Luo Zheng saw the turmoil like this, he knew that no more persuasion would be possible, so he no longer persuaded the turmoil. He looked left and right, glanced at the entire room, and finally looked at the coffin behind the black-robed man, pointed to the coffin with his chin high, and asked Yao Dongxia, "How about that?" ”

The blue ** magic energy that is poured into the body of the black-robed man will have a corrosive effect on the light shield magic of the black-robed man. In this room, in addition to these burial goods, there is also a corpse, which has also been infused with that magical energy. Luo Zheng remembered that when the coffin in the center was pushed open, the blue light shining from inside was surprisingly strong. Obviously, the old master of the Tianjian Flower Family in the coffin had far more magical energy than the martyr.

Perhaps, this corpse posed a far more powerful threat to the black-robed man than the other martyrs.

Yao Dongxia saw what Luo Zheng was pointing and understood what Luo Zheng was thinking. Behind the lenses that reflected blue light, her big eyes lit up, and she nodded, "Maybe you can." ”

When the black-robed man in the light shield heard the conversation between Luo Zheng and Yao Dongxia, his body suddenly tensed, and he couldn't help but reach out and grab the crutches set up in front of him again.

Seeing the movements of the black-robed man, Luo Zheng made up his mind and instructed Feng Bo: "You try to control the one in the coffin." ”

"Coffin...... In the coffin!? Feng Bo was slightly stunned.

When the blonde man at the door heard Luo Zheng's words, he was immediately furious and said angrily: "Despicable slave, you dare!" He seemed to recognize the storm.

The black-robed man also said angrily: "Necromancer, if you dare to do this, it will not only be a blasphemy against my Spirit Sect, but also a blasphemy against the nobles, the kingdom, and even the entire world!" ”

The turmoil was stirred, and some clarity was regained in his eyes, but he hesitated.

Luo Zheng shook his head helplessly. It seems that for the people of this world, no matter how angry they are, the class concept that has been fixed in their hearts since childhood is still an almost insurmountable gap.

"Forget it, it's up to you." Luo Zheng was desperate for the turmoil, and said, "Yao Dongxia, we are ready to go back." ”

Seeing Luo Zheng turn around and walk towards Yao Dongxia, the turmoil suddenly became anxious. He gritted his teeth, looked at the coffin, and finally made up his mind.