Tina didn't pay attention to the night at all, and she still had big moves, how could there be those big moves.

The Demon Sword Technique, she will make four moves, and the last two moves can only be played with blood sacrifices.

It can be seen that the words shouted by the night with all his strength are useless.

Tina was so embarrassed by him, she looked at the eyes of the night just now, and knew that he had lost his strength, and it was completely hard to save him, what he couldn't beat in the night, if she Tina could beat it, she would have a ghost.

With a stomp of his feet, his entire body jumped directly into the air, like a fluttering butterfly shadow, and the big sword in his hand was shining brightly, and the dead air was sharp, shooting towards the red-clothed ghost.

The second form of the Demon Sword - Dance of the Demon God!

Watching Tina use this sword move in the dark night, she closed her eyes directly, without looking!

He already knew the consequences, and if he wanted to talk about who knew the most about this sword move, it would definitely be his dark night, not even her Tina herself!

After fighting thousands of times in the academy, he can dodge this sword move with his eyes closed, he is not a swordsman in the night, if it is a swordsman profession, he will definitely play this trick more slippery than Tina.

This is a physical attack sword style, and it is useless to divide the soul of the red-clothed ghost! Even if you cut her through, it is useless!

The ultimate move that the night said was Tina's third and fourth styles of the Demon Sword, and the two moves that he trembled a little bit in the night.

As he expected, Tina's sword slashed through the shoulder of the red-clothed ghost.

However, the red-clothed ghost spirit didn't frown when he looked at Tina who was fixed in the void, his face chuckled, and he blew lightly at her, and a gust of wind suddenly rose, and Tina instantly followed the big sword and was blown upside down by the red-clothed ghost spirit.

With a loud pop, Tina smashed directly into the side of the night, stirring up a cloud of dust, and blood gushed wildly in his mouth, splashing him all over.

The night looked at Tina lying on the ground in front of him, and scolded her, "Idiot!"

When Tina heard the insults, her eyes glared angrily, and she yelled at him, "You can do it, let the old lady give you thunder in front, and you will be paralyzed in the back." ”

"Your sister! I'll go up, I'll go up. ”

The night was also speechless for a while, and he blamed him for being stupid, and said a word to Tina.

"What are you anxious about, neither of you can leave today, one eats, and the other makes a soul corpse, what do you think?"

Jiaoyin was crisp and tired, and the night glared angrily at the red-clothed ghost in the air, turned back to the angry Tina in front of her, and said to her: "Stinky girl, how many amethysts and magic potions do you have?"

"No!" Tina said angrily, glaring at him.

"Don't be so at this time! If you want to cut me, you have to wait for the two of us to get out alive, how much to take out, my brother will be a man for you today, let you see what a real pure man is!"

The night is also a little anxious, but there are too many pig teammates, Gallie Eugene is one, and this Tina crazy girl is definitely one.

Tina was angry, but at this time it was also reasonable, with a touch of the space ring, she poured out a bunch of amethyst and magic potions with a stroke, and her eyes were straight when she looked at the night, and there were at least more than two hundred amethysts, and there were not a few magic potions.

"You're so rich! you really don't think about my son-in-law?" the night muttered to Tina, staring at the pile of amethysts in front of him.

"Get out! Get out alive, the old lady carries the sedan chair and carries you into our house, and the dowry amethyst is piled up for you, you first solve the female ghost in front of me for the old lady. Tina roared into the night.

"Okay! it's decided, the master is waiting for you to pile up mountains of amethyst, haha~~"

After finishing speaking, he copied the three tubes of magic potions, and didn't look at them, but poured them into his mouth after opening them, threw away the empty tubes, and grabbed four or five pieces of amethyst, and in a few breaths, it became a handful of powder.

This is a little fierce, if there is a fire in the chest, the fire in the five internal organs is steaming, turning over the river and the sea, the whole body is even more uncontrollable and uncontrollable, and the steps are overflowing with a gloomy dead air.

"Make up so fiercely, do you want to sleep with the slave family? Slow down, don't worry, my sister is here, she won't run." The red-clothed ghost looked at the dark night of "mad mending" on the ground, and couldn't help but joke.

"Evil ghost, this place is not good, if it is on the side of the bed, your main soul that the master can smoke tonight will not know you, I don't mind trying the posture of a powerful old witch for more than 200 years!"

The dead air in the mouth of the dark night surged, the eyes were bloodshot red like ghosts, and the black air was swirling all over the body, and it was a while of teasing the red-clothed ghosts in the sky.

"You don't like your mouth, you call the slave devil and the old witch, where are people so ugly, you see!"

The red-clothed ghost heard such abuse in the night, without anger, and turned a butterfly shadow in the air, graceful and beautiful, graceful and graceful, and the bare crisp ball on the chest was even more swaying, without a trace of shyness.

As soon as this demon girl's charm is displayed, even in the dark night, this young man feels a little unbearable with a dry mouth, which man in the world can stop this female ghost from breathing in a clear voice!

A ghost is a ghost, a thousand years of practice is not eating rice, this charming power, ordinary beautiful women in the world have their three points, it is really not easy!

"You are so beautiful as Fang, looking for me to do a fart like a boy! There are countless young and handsome men in the world, I want to have no strength, I want to have no looks, you can also get along with the players who want money and no money, it seems that after thousands of years of cultivation, I don't know how to cultivate my strength, but this look is absolutely broken. ”

The dark night couldn't help but choke on this female ghost, he was also helpless, if he could run early, he would also want this rotten strength's little life, it seems that this female ghost is really mosquito meat and will not let go.

"Yo, but you crashed into my territory by yourself, how can you blame the slave family, this kind of voluntary coming to the slave family, the slave family does not accompany you, how can you leave when you are sad.

Then again, anyone can go, but you can't! What about the world's best men, they don't patronize my poor and remote mountain village.

And you, my little master, can summon resentful spirits, and the slave family likes this, giggles..."

Listening to the words of this female ghost in the dark night, he was speechless for a while, and then he suddenly realized why this powerful ghost was so aimed at him.

The cultivation of the ghost needs the qi of resentment, and he also knows that his soul of resentment has been swallowed by this ghost, why is the face of this ghost ruddy, how much resentment is not enough for this female ghost to suck.

It's not easy to say a lot of words, this female ghost won't let him go at all, she can only fight hard!

The night foot girl picked up the amethyst on the ground, grabbed four or five pieces of amethyst in his hand with one hand, and slapped the handprints in the air with one hand, and the death qi that permeated the whole body instantly converged towards the front, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a cold sickle like a small mountain, and the right hand of the night pointed at the red-clothed ghost, and shouted, "Go!"

Spell Skill - Death's Scythe!

A zero-level necromancer spell skill, as long as a necromancer can do it, a spell skill that is more continental than the Hellfire Ball and the Bone Thorn.

Compared with ordinary necromancers, this spell skill is weak to scum, and it will not be used at all when facing the enemy, just because this spell skill has no connotation, it is to directly extract the dead qi of the spiritual consciousness sea and condense it into a sharp dead qi scythe.

It needs to be chanted, but it's short, shorter than the Netherfireball chant, but the night has the talent of the Land of the Dead, and this spell skill will become here in the night.

Instantaneous!

The scythe of the Death Reaper of an ordinary necromancer is not as big as his, and it is simply a waste of death qi to directly extract the spell technique formed by the convergence of the death qi of the spiritual consciousness sea!

Ordinary necromancers just like crazy pumping death qi in the sea of spiritual consciousness, at most put three or four scythes of death, and the sea of spiritual consciousness will dry up.

And the dark night relies on its own strong talent to absorb talent, and a bunch of amethyst given by Tina's little rich woman, you can boldly and extravagantly play this infinite instantaneous!

Experience the signature skills of intermediate mages in advance during the apprenticeship period!

The red-clothed ghost looked at the scythe of death in the blink of an eye, and waved his hand in the air, countless handprints flew up, and in an instant, the huge death qi of the scythe of death was pumped and dispersed.

The red-clothed ghost winked at the night and said, "How can you treat the slave family like this, the slave family just wants to make you a soul corpse and accompany the slave through the long years, how can you be so ruthless." ”

"I'll go to your uncle, you want Lao Tzu's life, Lao Tzu's cheap life is better to fight, die in your hands, you are making my master and me into a soul corpse, and accompany you, a powerful ghost, to practice a thousand years of ghost arts. ”

The night was insulting at the red-clothed ghost in the air, this time he was not flirting, he had completely torn his face, his right hand slapped continuously, and in an instant, five or six human-high scythes of death appeared in front of him, and shot towards the female ghost.

This is not the end, after the shooting, the sea of spiritual consciousness jerked violently, and in front of him, five or six death scythes shot towards the female ghost, wave after wave, and the scythe shadow filled the sky, without giving this red-clothed ghost the slightest respite.

"Ah.....h

Wailing!

There was a chirp in mid-air, which directly shattered the scythe shadow in the sky, and it was obvious in the dark night that at least two or three scythes were slashed at this red-clothed ghost splitting soul, and he sneered softly, this trick was useless to him who had experienced it once!

The dark night threw away the amethyst in his hand, and the miserable green hands slapped towards the land of the dead, and a roar came from his mouth.

"Evil woman, grandpa protects the soul like a saint!

Steady state - solid soul!

The night is all about playing with souls, how can there be no soul protection spell skills!

The last time I was swept away by the green smoke shirt ghost, I didn't know its routine at all, this resentful soul wailing was not a spell skill at all, it was completely the natural instinct of the ghost!

A soul cleansing did not cause even the slightest injury to the night, but it almost left the soul of Tina behind him, and he fell to the ground with blood gushing wildly.

She didn't have an oil-paper umbrella to protect her soul, and the sudden soul impact was directly hit by the one who lost seven or eight lives.