Bi Bo Bi Bo... Surrounded by ten witch-hunting kings, Qinghe looked at the lizard void that was beginning to become cautious not far away, and the attribute board was once again called out by Qinghe:

Name: Hidden Ghost.

Combat power: 400 points.

Specialty: Changing color, hiding spiritual pressure.

Very simple introduction... It didn't have the same detailed attributes as he did when he looked at other spirits and deaths.

"Is it a little more powerful than Brother Haiyan in his usual state..."

Qinghe, who was muttering to himself, waved his hand and sent out the eight witch hunting kings, leaving two to guard him tightly.

Roar!

With a loud roar, they swarmed up... There is no need for Qinghe to control it personally, and for the King of Witch Hunting who has a fighting instinct and can recover at any time, the easiest attack is to shred the enemy.

Haiyan, who was forced by a witch hunting king at the beginning, used the first solution... The two of them allowed him to use all his strength.

The lizard in front of me is obviously not enough to fight... Bang!

The cracked earth, the burning flames, the smoke and dust that poured from everywhere... The lizard's huge tail kept sweeping, sweeping them away one by one, but its body was burned by the 3,000-degree flames.

Airplanes... A strange wave appeared, and the lizard, which slowly became transparent, disappeared into the warband not far away.

Having lost their purpose, they suddenly froze in place, and a humanized doubt appeared on their black faces... Then they all looked at Qinghe and asked him about his next instructions.

"Did you escape? No! It's just that he blended in with the environment and hid his spiritual pressure."

From being attacked by yourself, escaping, to reversing the situation... Qinghe clearly felt the lizard's desire for his soul: the spirit of the god of death has always been the favorite food of the void, and once he eats it once, he can't give up this temptation.

What's more, his own weaknesses are also obvious... The spiritual power brought by the magic bottle is not enough to control ten witch hunting kings for a long time.

"I made a reckless choice out of anger..."

For Kiyowa, who previously lived in a peaceful era... When you suddenly have strength, you will inevitably become inflated.

Click... As Kiyowa canceled their summons, the witch-hunting king turned into black ashes and fell to the ground.

Only three of them are left in a triangular shape, surrounding Qinghe in the middle... In this way, you can block attacks from all directions.

The situation of the fighting began to reach a stalemate ... Qinghe knew that the lizard void must still be hovering around.

It's waiting... When you are short of spiritual power and cannot maintain the summon, you will attack.

Once again, the identities of the hunter and the prey are reversed... There were some fine beads of sweat on Qinghe's forehead - this was deliberate, showing that he had begun to be afraid, afraid.

Whew... The wind blew, and the lizard's transparent shadow flashed by.

Qinghe knows: it is constantly putting psychological pressure on itself... Don't let yourself dare to leave at will.

To know... This guy's tongue is pretty good: nimble, fast, and deadly.

Five minutes later, Kiyowa was still standing motionless... It's just that there are more beads of sweat on his face, and he doesn't dare to wipe it off.

"Then I'll play a play with you..."

Fear of death, anger... Qinghe was now completely suppressed and began to think about the next battle.

After glancing at the magic bottle hanging on his waist from the corner of his eye, Qinghe had an idea: Lizard Xuan also said just now that he didn't know why his injuries became intact.

Quietly, Qinghe, who held the truth in both hands, pressed his elbow against the stopper of the magic bottle: if it was to instill spiritual power, there was no need to open the mouth of the bottle.

Now Seiwa is on full alert... The fiery red spiritual power on the body needs to maintain the existence of the king of witch hunting, so if you instill spiritual power, you will not be discovered by the other party.

Although the spiritual power returned to the bottle... Two-thirds of its spiritual power will be extracted to repair it.

It's better than being in such a stalemate, using up all your aura... Then he was killed by this miscellaneous fish.

Another five minutes passed... A panicked expression appeared on Kiyowa's little face: a witch hunting king had disappeared.

"Protect me!"

Qinghe, who made a trembling sound, moved the remaining two closer to him.

Bi Bo Bi Bo... Although he was not affected by the scorching heat, too much moisture evaporated from the air, so Qinghe's lips quickly cracked.

"Damn! Don't you dare to come out and fight fairly?! A hoarse and angry voice was shouted out by Qinghe.

"Are you already angry? Gremlin... I'll wait patiently until the moment your spiritual power is exhausted!"

…

Jing Ling Ting.

Twelfth team's subordinate organization: Technology Development Bureau.

In this hall, which was covered with a black cloth, all the sunlight was lit up and the sound of the keyboard crackling echoed.

"Lord Cocoon, the virtual reaction to break into the 1st District of Xiliu Soul Street is gone."

The green-eyed girl with a delicate face and long hair tied into braids said indifferently to the captain of the Twelve Team who was busy in front of the big-screen computer, Nirvana, and reported what happened not long ago.

"That kind of thing, whatever... The death of those untouchables in Soul Street is not as important as my experiment, Otomu... Take it off. ”

Nirvana, who turned his head, swept his yellow eyes over the daughter, the experiment, and the human shield he had made... Although she has a slender body, a red collar around her neck, and the appearance of a dead bully dressed in a miniskirt kimono makes people fall in love: but she is her own private product, and she has absolute loyalty to herself!

"Yes, Mistress Cocoon."

The girl, who didn't have any mood swings, lifted the white strap around her waist and faded the black kimono to reveal the white lining inside... Without any hesitation, the girl's slender fingers took off the inner lining of her body.

Snow-white fragrant shoulders, sexy shrinking bones, fair skin, erect twin peaks, and the mysterious area of fragrant grass... In this way, he appeared under the yellow pupils of a man with a white pharaoh's headdress and a black and white mask.

"Hurry up... I said, you don't need to be reserved! ”

Nirvana doesn't have any pity for the jade... The palm of his hand stretched out and pinched her Ruyu's neck, regardless of the Nirvana Dream whose face turned red, and dragged her to the front of the experimental table.

…

Kiyowa didn't know that such a scene had happened in the Technology Development Bureau of the 12th team... He himself was abandoned in this way: because of the lizard's hidden spiritual pressure ability, there would be no reaper to support him.

Crash... The second witch hunting king turned to ashes and vanished.

The pale face on Qinghe's face is no longer bloody... It's not a disguise, it's that he's really crumbling because of the consumption of spiritual power.

"This guy is more patient than I expected."

At the bottom of the bottle, there was already a little bit of blue liquid... It was covered by his robes in the Death Tyrant: he didn't want to be discovered by the lizard, and let his calculations for so long be in vain.