The guy was getting closer, and Potter panicked, and hurriedly raised his hand to chant a spell and perform a witchcraft.

Carrying the blood-dripping giant axe, Honeyman sneered, and the gray faint spell hit the tall body, and with a pop, an ugly gray smoke came out, and there was an unpleasant smell of urine in the air.

It is clear that witchcraft has failed!

However, Potter didn't notice that Honeyman's precious armor didn't shine with the light of breaking demons.

I only heard this guy's thunderous shout ringing in my ears: "Hahaha, what is this?" Dear little magician, I'm going to cut off your head and make a goblet, for I don't have a goblet for a mage's head. ”

Potter almost cried out in fear, exclaiming, "Yes, yes, it's necrophylaxis." Stop, don't come. ”

After saying that, I regret it in my heart and want to die, damn it, how did I play the autopsy on the game characters, I, am I crazy?

Honeyman grabbed Potter's emaciated head, lifted him whole, and held the glittering axe high, a bloody breath rushing into Potter's nostrils, so much so that he almost vomited.

"Necropsy, what kind of magic is this? Listen, little magician, nothing is useless! Listen, Lao Tzu's armor is demon-breaking, free from all magic attacks! Hahaha! ”

Honeyman proudly showed the texture and structure of his body armor, and his big fan-like hand gently patted Potter's face, as if touching a fragile egg, Potter's thin body, pale face, and frightened eyes greatly satisfied his sense of achievement, and in an instant, this guy was a little reluctant to kill Potter.

"Huh? Your eyes don't seem to believe it, okay, I'll let you die, my little glass, you try another magic trick? I'll give you a chance! Then I'll snap and twist your head off! Hahaha! ”

Honeyman's rude language, his tall stature, his demonic face, his murderous eyes, and his blood-dripping axe made Potter almost faint in fright, and he kicked his thin legs in the air in vain, and the few witchcraft spells in his head suddenly forgot all at once.

No, it seems vague that I still remember one, just one, at the critical moment of life and death, Potter panicked and recited the final incantation.

“@&##%@&#……”

Potter vaguely remembered that after the game started, since he put on that wizard robe, there was a string of inexplicable wizard spells in his head, but this one seemed to be new after the upgrade, and he hadn't had time to understand what the function was.

It was still a faint light gray shadow that emerged from Potter's trembling palm and swayed onto Horneman's body.

Honeyman stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, mockingly at the faint gray smoke, which slowly fell onto the armor on his chest, and he was about to laugh when his face suddenly changed.

In an instant, there were fluctuations in the surrounding space, and an inexplicable force rushed out from the fluctuating different space, impacting the body, and the subtle force hit the Demon Breaking Armor, sending out a slight tremor, and the famous artifact actually trembled slightly, and even the body began to tremble.

"it!"

Honeyman gasped!

This force is getting bigger and bigger, and the shaking of the armor-wrapped body is getting more and more powerful.

Damn it!

What about the Demon-Breaking Light? What about the protection of armor? What is this weird thing?

Before he could react, the giant axe in his hand fell to the desert, smashing out a large pit one meter square, and with a "poof", the little magician who looked like a fragile egg also fell to the ground.

My hand? My body? Honeyman was horrified to find that his arms, body, and thighs quickly turned into pale gray smoke in the shaking!

Immediately after, the armor, robes, and even the underwear fell into the desert!

"What is this? Damn magician, what's wrong with me? Damn, what did you do to me? Yes! It's not magic, what is it? Damn it! Let me out! ”

With a long scream, Honeyman completely turned into a humanoid gray smoke, rushing left and right in the smoke, but no matter how he struggled, the creature remained still, turning into a vicious devil, then into a giant axe, and then into a strange beast, with an earth-shattering wail.

Potter was stunned, sitting on the ground dumbfounded, staring blankly at his palms, unable to believe his eyes.

There was the sound of heavy footsteps behind him, and Potter turned around tremblingly, seeing Long Jiang running over in a hurry.

"Potter, are you alright, huh? What about the monster? ”

Long Jiang and Impotence, Han Qingyan and Sha Ke, Lao Barr and a wounded and rescued Chamber of Commerce warriors, divided into three groups, and with great difficulty, pushed three huge car-like bed crossbows, and aimed at the smoke in unison.

Xiao Zhu was sweating profusely, desperately reciting the floating spell, under the three bed crossbows, there was a faint layer of clouds, which could push the heavy bed crossbow dozens of meters away in the desert, which was obviously the result of the floating spell.

Potter finally burst out crying, trembling and pointing to the faint demonic smoke and crying: "Woo, Brother Longlong, I don't know, scared me to death, woo, I chanted a spell, and he became like this." Whining. ”

Impotence was angry, and a neck crutch slashed at the door of Potter's head: "Grass, cry, manly man, the head has a bowl-sized scar, shut up, have something to say!" ”

Indeed, Honeyman was nowhere to be seen, the weapons that everyone had managed to get were useless, and the strange gray smoke was still roaring, screaming, fangs and claws, terrifying, and Potter was still crying cowardly at this time, and the scene was strange.

Long Jiang made a look, and Sister Zhu played the "meditation technique" against Potter with difficulty.

Potter finally calmed down, looked at the smoke that was still screaming in front of him, and stammered and explained, "I, I, I, I played ghostism, and he and he became like this. ”

"Ghosting?" Long Jiang's eyes lit up, could it be that this guy is not immune to witchcraft? He was pleasantly surprised:

"How long does witchcraft last?"

Potter glanced at the status bar on Honeyman's head and exclaimed, "There's still a minute left, and he's gone!" ”

One minute? Everyone took a breath of cold air.

Long Jiang yelled: "Hurry up and arrange!" Twist up the crossbow! Little Sister Zhu, strong arts! Potter is ready to fight another one as soon as he recovers! "Anyway, run over desperately, and together with impotence, stir the bed crossbow cowhide rope round and round to give the bed crossbow strength!

In the loud creaking sound, the crossbow strings as thick as arms on the bed tightened little by little, and the three five or six meter-long crossbow arrows also corrected their direction little by little, aiming at the slowly fading smoke.

With a roar, the witchcraft was over, and Honeyman finally regained his physical body, first his neck, then his slick body, then his thick legs, and finally his tall devilish body was completely exposed.

It's just that he's naked! The words under the crotch are extremely thick and dancing in the wind!

Han Bingyan immediately blushed, and her mother turned her head away. Xiao Zhu's face was full of light, staring at it, and even forgetting the "strong technique". Without the cooperation of the two of them, the work of the three bed crossbows immediately stopped, and everyone was so tired that they could no longer stir the thick cowhide rope.

"Holy, Potter, read quickly! This guy is coming! Long Jiang was shocked and roared hoarsely.

I saw that Honeyman lowered his head and picked up the giant axe, and before he had time to get dressed, he was naked, shaking the thing under his crotch, like a flagpole, roaring angrily, and running towards everyone:

"Damn little magician, what have you done to me, I'm going to eat you! Skinned alive and eaten you! I, Honeyman, have been crisscrossing the desert for thirty-one years, and I have never suffered such a big loss, never! ”

The yellow sand rushed into the sky, Honeyman roared again and again, the giant axe was still dripping with blood, and a strong wind struck everyone's heads!

Potter panicked, and forgot the order of the incantation several times, and the sweat of the anxious beans fell one by one.

Long Jiang couldn't wait any longer, he and the warrior looked at each other, picked up each other's scimitars full of gaps, and rushed head-on!

Honeyman didn't look at it, Spitfire's eyes looked at Potter, revealing an expression like a cannibal, furious, stepping on his huge legs, and slashing with his hand, Long Jiang and the nameless warrior immediately broke their arms, the scimitar shattered, and rolled to the side like a ball of meat.

Long Jiang just rolled to the feet of this guy not far away, casually ate the tube healing red medicine, and then grabbed a scimitar and slashed at the leg and foot as thick as an elephant!

Honeyman sneered, kicked the scimitar in Fei Longjiang's hand, and fiercely held a big axe as wide as a door panel, glowing with a cold light, and slashed at Longjiang's neck!

"I'm grass, Potter!" Long Jiang let out a long roar and closed his eyes!

Boom!

The giant axe slammed into the edge of Long Jiang's head, only 2 centimeters away from his nose, and the flying sand particles collapsed Long Jiang's face!

Long Jiang slowly opened his eyes, the roar like thunder disappeared, and the terrifying guy who was pushed over like a tank finally turned into a smoke-like ghost again!

At the critical moment, Potter's spell that didn't work from time to time finally got fucking good.

Long Jiang quickly got up, and time didn't dare to delay any longer: "Bed crossbow!" Pull out the bed crossbow!"

Bingyan didn't have time to be shy, and Sister Xiao Zhu didn't have time to complain, impotence exerted her strength to breastfeed, and even the weak old Barr joined the ranks of work.

In order to avoid hurting people, Long Jiang deliberately carried the heavy axe out of the desert with impotence.

After a lot of effort, at last, three huge bed crossbows were successfully opened, and three thick crossbow arrows with a length of five meters glittered, aiming at the smoke that was still rushing left and right in anger.

The bed crossbow is controlled by three strong ropes, and when used, the bed crossbow fires when the rope is cut with a swing of the knife.

Long Jiang, Impotence, and Shaq, each with a sharp scimitar, raised it high, nervously staring at the gradually clear cloud of smoke.

He'd already tried it just now, smoke can't be hurt by knives, and only when this guy recovers can he hurt him.

"You damn ants!" Honeyman finally regained his physical body again, let out an earth-shattering roar, raised his fists high, and was extremely angry!

"Let's go!" Long Jiang gave the order, and everyone raised their knives one after another, the knives fell and the rope broke, and the crossbow bowstring of the bed made an amazing roar!

In the flash of cold light, three huge crossbow arrows shot at Honeyman who was roaring in the sky!