"Idiot! A kitten scares you out, what else would you do but run for your life? Medellin was so angry that his goatee trembled, and he scolded as viciously as he scolded: "Look at what you idiots have done, one slowness, one swiftness, this is the strength of your ninth-level magician?" Lao Tzu can do a better job than you if you find an apprentice, forget it, idiot, with your IQ, it's better to change your career to become a blacksmith as soon as possible......"

"But......" Ma Sen opened his mouth, he really wanted to argue for himself, it was a twelfth-level demonic beast, and he was only a ninth-level magician.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Medellin.

The old man stroked his goatee and looked at him with disdain: "Do you want to say that this is an unfair battle?" Do you still want to say that the level of the Demon Leopard is too high? I bah...... Only cowards like to make excuses, you are not only a fool, but also a coward! ”

Masson's face flushed with excitement: "I'm not!" ”

"Dare you say you're not? Then let me ask you, why did you chant the repelling technique when you had such a good opportunity just now? ”

"I want to distance myself first......"

"Damn, you're a magician, not an archer!" Medellin roared excitedly, and his saliva almost splashed on Masson's face: "Who told you that magicians need distance to fight?" It's so stupid to have a powerful elemental power in your hands, but to pursue the distance to the hell, and with so much time to open the distance, it is better to blast the enemy to death with a fireball! ”

"I ......"

"The next time you fight, please see who your opponent is? You're facing the Demon Leopard, the Slowness Technique is useful, and the Swiftness Technique is useful? It's so much better than you idiot when it comes to dark magic, and it's hopefully stupid to use magic to distance itself......"

"So what can I do?" Ma Sen was still a little unconvinced: "It's a twelfth-level magical beast, I'm just a ninth-level magician, don't you keep a distance, are you still waiting for it to pounce on me and bite me to death?" ”

"Stupid, stupid, stupid......" The old man scolded more than a dozen stupid words before he stretched out his hand and pointed at it.

Medellin's slight finger seemed to contain a huge amount of power, and the ghostly demon leopard that was honestly lying on the ground suddenly flew up under the attraction of this power.

Then Ma Sen saw that this old man, who looked short and thin, used only one hand to easily hold the ghost leopard in his hand.

"Did you see that?" Medellin lifted the leopard aloft and pointed to its bare belly.

It wasn't until this time that Masson saw it clearly.

On the abdomen of the Phantom Demon Leopard, there was a faint dark red flash.

After all, Ma Sen is a ninth-level magician cultivated by the guild, although his strength is not too strong, but he still has this knowledge.

That little bit of dark red fell into his eyes, and Mason immediately understood.

Eighteenth level of dark magic - the mark of exhaustion!

Masson's face turned red all at once...... Creatures that have been hit by the Mark of Exhaustion drop by at least three levels.

This also means that what he faced before was nothing more than a demonic beast below the ninth level, and the ninth-level magician was almost a must-win situation against the ninth-level demonic beast, after all, the demonic beasts were just demonic beasts, they had no wisdom and no thoughts, everything was just instinct.

But such an almost winnable battle, but let himself lose without suspense, Mason really blushed when he thought about it...... Medellín was not wrong, he was indeed scared.

If it weren't for the fact that he was too afraid of the power of the twelfth-level demonic beast, how could he only think about running for his life from beginning to end, but never thought of defeating it? The location of that little mark of exhaustion is not hidden, as long as you are calmer, how can you not find it?

"Now admit you're an idiot, right?" Although the old man's words sounded a little mean, there was a slight hint of appreciation in his eyes, it is not terrible for a person to make mistakes, what is terrible is to keep making mistakes, as long as he can realize that he is wrong, there is still a little room for salvation.

"I see...... Masson nodded honestly, and got up from the ground with some shame.

"Alright, you can get out of here and play by yourself." The old man waved his hand to let him go, and his eyes fell on Ou Ling again: "That cunning little guy, it's your turn!" ”

Ou Ling didn't speak, just walked up silently.

"Wait......" Ou Ling was about to make a move, but the old man stopped him: "You little guy, you are much more cunning than that idiot just now, I can't let you ...... so easily"

Then Ou Ling only felt a trace of magic surging, and the little red light on the belly of the Phantom Demon Leopard dimmed in the blink of an eye.

Breaking free from the shackles of the mark of exhaustion, the Demon Leopard suddenly let out a hearty roar, and at this time, it turned into that terrifying twelfth-level demonic beast again.

Ou Ling didn't say anything, just stared at the dark red eyes of the Demon Leopard, the sound of complicated incantations flowing out like water, and countless shining magic runes around him churned, and the surging magic power fluctuated violently like boiling seawater.

"Awesome ......" Lin Li looked at this scene from afar, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, this Ou Ling's strength was actually stronger than he imagined, maybe it was a tenth-level peak, maybe it was eleventh, in short, compared to himself, I am afraid it was only one step away.

"Whew!" Almost at the same time, Medellin also loosened his grip on the Demon Leopard, and in an instant, he saw a black shadow burst out, like a sharp arrow shot out of the darkness.

The distance of tens of meters was shortened in an instant.

Ou Ling's chant was fast and urgent, and he saw his staff raised, and the ground around him suddenly trembled, followed by a "boom", the earth in the sky turned up, and a thick stone spear stabbed out of the ground.

Then everyone saw that the stone spear that suddenly stabbed out actually stabbed the Phantom Demon Leopard impartially.

At this moment, even Lin Li couldn't help but be taken aback, when the Phantom Demon Leopard was running at full speed, it could be said that it was as fast as lightning, and in such a situation, it was not as difficult as ordinary to hit it with a ground thorn technique.

Under the full force of the Earth Thorn Technique, all he could hear was the screams of the Phantom Demon Leopard.

The sharp arrow shot out of the darkness seemed to shoot on top of a copper wall, and at that moment, everyone seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking, and in an instant, they saw a piece of blood splashing up, and the Phantom Demon Leopard that was running rapidly seemed to have been whipped fiercely, and was completely whipped away.

The screams echoed through the wilderness, and a wisp of red blood spilled on the soft earth.

A stabbing technique hit the enemy hard, Ou Ling did not hesitate, a few wind blades shot out from all angles in a row, not giving the ghost leopard a chance to breathe at all, this person's control of low-level spells, although not as perverted as Lin Li, but it is definitely skilled, a few wind blades shot in a row, whether it is strength or angle, there is nothing to find fault with.

Although the Phantom Demon Leopard is the strength of the twelfth-level demonic beast, the stabbing technique is too ruthless, just a heavy blow, it pierced several of its ribs, and at this time, the broken bones were stuck in the abdominal cavity, not only piercing the soft abdomen, but also piercing its internal organs, and the Phantom Demon Leopard under serious injuries was cornered by a large number of low-level magic for a while.

Two precise wind blades in a row, each hitting the two front paws of the Demon Leopard.

In an instant, another splash of blood splattered.

"Whew-" The enraged Shadow Leopard roared, as sharp as a needle in the ear.

Then there was a burst of suppressed magic elements surging, and in an instant, the surroundings became dark, as if the night had suddenly fallen, and the dark canopy created by the Phantom Demon Leopard instantly enveloped the nearby range of tens of meters, even in the mysterious dark magic, the dark canopy was definitely a powerful spell.

"Oops!" Lin Li couldn't help but be shocked, this was actually a ghostly demon leopard that could cast a dark canopy!

The Demon Leopard is a magical beast that has been born with a certain amount of dark magic, but how much it has mastered is determined by talent, like the guy in front of him who has mastered the dark canopy, even in the Demon Leopard clan, he can definitely be regarded as a genius among geniuses.

In the midst of this dark canopy, Ou Ling's incantation began to become intermittent, and the originally powerful magic fluctuations seemed to suddenly become much weaker.

And the Phantom Demon Leopard, which had just been severely injured, quickly recovered in this dark canopy, and in the blink of an eye, the ribs that had been shattered by the stone spear had slowly grown, and the originally torn lower abdomen was slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, everyone could see that in the deepest darkness, there was a shadow moving rapidly, and it carried a thick bloody breath, like a ghost in the night.

But Ou Ling's incantation was still chanting, and there was no trace of fear on his pale face, and the gaze in his eyes was firm and focused.

The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, and the Demon Leopard had already jumped up, with highly poisonous claws, moving in the dark mountains with a blue and faint light.................................... In the afternoon, grandpa moved to the funeral, and just returned from the countryside, so I put one chapter first, and update the second chapter later.

I think...... I should be the first writer to code words in the graveyard of all the people at the starting point.

Readers, for the sake of me being bitten by mosquitoes for an afternoon, give me a monthly pass to replenish my blood? The last two are chasing so much!

(To be continued)