Wang Sheng saw the magician running in his direction, and quickly tensed his muscles, touched the firewood knife on his body with his backhand, and prepared to fight to the death.

But who knew that the magician just ran to the front of the rockery, stopped and began to throw the pile of rubble that he had chopped up, and in a few clicks, he turned out a dark passage. I saw the magician 'roar' and jumped down with a strange smile, and in the blink of an eye, a middle-aged man in a green robe was taken out.

He threw the middle-aged man into the middle of the yard, raised his foot and stepped on it, and then began to curse: "Old brute, do you think you can hide it? Roar, roar, roar~ Hurry up and hand over the baby, grandpa, I may be able to spare you from death. The treasure left by the great magician is also something that a mortal like you can have. ”

After the blue-robed middle-aged man was captured, his face turned pale, and he stared at the magician fiercely and asked, "Did you really kill my son?"

"That's natural, how far do you think that stupid boy can run on a group of mortal horses, and now he has been cut in two by his grandfather, roaring and roaring. The magician was not in a hurry to make a move, and enjoyed the pleasure of playing cat and mouse with a hideous face.

"Since you came to 'Fenshan Town', our family has done everything we can to entertain you, but there has been a slight debt, why did you do this. The middle-aged man said, crying with a whimper.

Annoyed by his crying, the magician stepped on it and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, give me the treasure quickly, or I will tear you into pieces." After speaking, he made a few handprints, and sent out a wind blade, cutting off the left leg of the middle-aged man in the green robe at the knee.

The power of the magician seems to be much higher than that of mortals, and with only one foot, the middle-aged man can't turn over. But how can the pain of a broken leg be endured, the middle-aged man who couldn't stop howling waved his arms and gouged wildly, and in the blink of an eye, his fingernails were all lifted, and his body was rubbed with blood.

The middle-aged man writhed for a while, and finally couldn't get through it, so he begged for mercy: "I'll hand it over, Grandpa Mage, don't fight, spare me." Hearing that the middle-aged man was subdued and satisfied, the magician raised his foot and took two steps back, and said with a cruel smile: "My mayor, you said earlier, if you handed it over at the beginning, I might be able to leave you a whole corpse, roar roar." ”

The middle-aged mayor was also really tenacious, he struggled to find a big stone to lean on and straighten his upper body, and while untying his belt to strangle the broken leg, he asked bitterly: "Respected junior magician Lord Guo Xing, you only knew that there is a treasure left by the great magician in my family when you saw the genealogy in the ancestral hall, but do you know what this treasure is?"

Wang Sheng, who was hiding not far away, also had a headache when he saw the magician so ruthless, and it was really difficult to rescue the third uncle from the hands of this murderous person. And listening to the words of the mayor, such a powerful mage is just a beginner, so what skills can a higher-level mage have? All this made Wang Sheng have a strong interest in this magic world.

This junior magician named Guo Xing was also stunned when he heard this: "The things that the great magician rewards you mortals, how can they be child's play, naturally they are magic scrolls, or they are top-level magic tools." ”

"Haha~haha~" When the middle-aged mayor heard this, he laughed wildly, "Dog thief Guo Xing! You don't even know anything, so you slaughter me, I'll show it to you now." ”

This Guo Xing was about to have a seizure on the spot when he was cursed, but when he saw that the mayor was turning over his clothes, thinking that he was taking the baby, he temporarily suppressed his anger and took another step forward.

The mayor fumbled for a while, took out a cloth bag from his arms, reached in and took out a cylindrical crystal bottle, and Wang Sheng in the grass heard that there was a treasure, and he also poked his head out to peek.

At this time, it was already night, under the bright moonlight, the green liquid contained in this crystal bottle seemed to have life, and from time to time there were a few points of fluorescence, leaving the surface of the liquid, flying up and down constantly, very beautiful.

Seeing that Guo Xing was attracted by this bottle of potion, the mayor slowly began to speak: "This is the reward that my ancestor received for helping a great magician, and the great magician had no other gift at that time, but only gave my ancestor a bottle of this potion. He said that if any of our juniors can have a magical affinity, they can take this bottle of potion as a token and go to the Holy Magic Academy in Sky Star City to find him. The Great Magician said that this potion is of little meaning to mortals, so let's not waste it easily. He also said that the name of the potion was 'Life Potion', and that it would increase anyone's life for thirty years. ”

Hearing the words 'life potion', Wang Sheng was immediately stunned. Although he and his Taoist grandfather were obsessed with the study of Taoist truth, immortality was the ultimate goal of all cultivators!

And Guo Xing was more like he had won the jackpot more than a dozen times in a row, and jumped on the spot several times excitedly. He thought that this time he escaped to this town where birds don't, and it was already top luck to get the scroll or magic equipment left by the great magician. But who knew that the Heavenly God of Light was so favored by him that he even sent himself a life potion.

Now that he is over half a hundred years old, there is no hope of promotion, if he can increase his life span for thirty years, and if he works hard to cultivate, he may be able to reach the realm of intermediate magicians, and then the God of Light will give him fifty years of life, and he will have infinite possibilities, which is the dream of countless junior magicians in the Tianyuan Continent.

The more Guo Xing thought about it, the happier he became, he was afraid that he would lose his temper, so he hurriedly suppressed the joy in his heart, stretched out his hands and walked over slowly, wanting to grab the crystal bottle. But the middle-aged mayor has already had a will to die, he seems to have a deep understanding of the temptation of this bottle of potion to junior magicians, and now he wants to see Guo Xing's dream shattered with his own eyes. He waited until Guo Xing came to him, suddenly turned around and threw the crystal bottle out, and then hugged Guo Xing's legs with both hands.

"No~~" With a strange scream, the bottle containing the dreams of countless magicians "snapped" and hit a rockery and smashed to pieces. The pale green liquid dissipated into the air in an instant with a gust of fresh wind.

Guo Xing, whose dreams were shattered, was furious, and he began to send out wind blades incessantly, dismembering the middle-aged mayor under him piece by piece, and the terrible screams kept drifting into Wang Sheng's ears.

I don't know how many wind blades I hit, and the mayor under his feet has turned into a mess of meat and mud, so Guo Xing lowered his head and held his knees, and couldn't stop gasping.

Guo Xing stood there and rested for a while, before he stood up dejectedly, wanting to go to the wing room to catch the third uncle and them, without the life potion, it is good to be able to get the wind system magic crystal, he muttered as he walked, "I don't know, those pig and dog mortals can find my treasure magic crystal, and when grandpa goes to throw them all into the dung pit, he can't find them all cut into meat slices." ”

Guo Xing was obviously tired, his movements were a little slow, he just took two steps, suddenly a pause, handprints were hitting, and a whirlwind rose from under his feet, and then he heard a dense "ding" sound coming.

Wang Sheng raised his eyes and found that Guo Xing sent out a whirlwind like a barrier, protecting him strongly, and more than a dozen feather arrows were shot on it, which were broken and thrown aside.

The feather arrows kept shooting, and six big men in leather armor rushed down from Wang Sheng's side, and these big men shot arrows while running, so that Guo Xing's whirlwind did not dare to stop for a moment.

The last to jump off the wall was a tall, blue-robed man, who did not charge with the others, but hid behind the rocks, raised his hand and drew his bow and shot a red arrow.

The red arrow of the blue-robed man ignored the protection of the whirlwind and plunged into it. I only heard Guo Xing snort, and was shot through the abdomen by this red arrow and fell on his back, and the whirlwind of body protection disappeared immediately the moment he was hit by the arrow.

"Broken Demon Arrow! Zhao Jingang, you old pig dog, in order to chase your grandfather, you can afford to do this. Guo Xing, who fell to the ground after being hit by an arrow, covered his wound and scolded. The blue-robed man here didn't answer, but as the others continued to shoot arrows, Guo Xing saw that the other party was here to kill him, and with a few strange screams, he took out a scroll from his sleeve and tore it at everyone in the courtyard.

I saw that at the opening of this scroll, a white light flashed, and hundreds of ice picks of feet long flew out of it. Everyone in the courtyard obviously had experience in fighting with magicians, and the five big men dropped their bows and arrows one after another, and they all took off a huge shield from their backs and put it in front of them, and then there was a sound of "clanging" of gold and iron

The blue-robed Zhao Jingang, but he didn't take out his shield, he just squatted down with his hands to protect his head and face, and when those ice picks shot down on him, they were immediately smashed into pieces.

When the scroll in Guo Xing's hand turned into ashes due to the exhaustion of magic power, this rain of ice picks also stopped. Zhao Jingang opened his curled body and stretched his limbs, and at this moment, his hands and feet, under the illumination of the moonlight, reflected a metallic light.