"Poof!"

A mouthful of hot blood was sprayed on a crimson yin talisman, Shang Biao pinched his sword fingers in his hand, and his slightly bloated body took three complicated steps.

"The heaven and the earth are clear, the blood spirit listens to the order, you are the god, the spirit is moved by the law, the god soldier breaks the enemy, and the god soldier is as urgent as the law!"

After the spell was completed, the yin talisman called 'Blood Spirit' merged with the peachwood sword in Shang Biao's hand, and a demonic blood light appeared, and as Shang Biao's mind broke through the air, it appeared in front of Liu Mei in the blink of an eye.

With the quality of the peachwood sword, it was impossible to hurt Liu Mei, but with the bonus of the blood spirit rune, the magic sword at this time had already broken through the quality of bronze.

In a hurry, Liu Mei couldn't care about being distressed, and directly mobilized the demon pill to resist.

If the demon pill is destroyed, you can go back to the theater and repair it again with your salary, and if the person is gone, there will be nothing, and she can still tell this clearly.

"Whoa!"

The magic sword was pointed at the demon pill, and it let out a piercing screech.

"Blood Spirit, shattered!"

Shang Biao's eyes showed a resolute look, his five fingers were scratched, and his mouth suddenly sounded like thunder.

The peachwood magic sword broke inch by inch, revealing the small red sword that had been flowing with blood.

The demon pill was punctured like a bubble, and the blood spirit sword, which had not yet exhausted its power, left a blood hole on Liu Mei's forehead before it turned into a cloud of dirty blood and scattered on the ground.

After the death of the master, the broken arrow that was in a stalemate with the poor illusory shadow shattered at the same time.

Shang Biao, whose face was pale, sat on the ground, the mana consumption was small, and the deficit of hard work was the most critical reason.

After resting for a few minutes, Shang Biao picked up the broken arrow with a copper spear first, and used the movie ticket to identify it, which was already a few pieces of scrap iron.

threw away the broken arrow in his hand and walked towards Liu Mei's corpse.

The inheritance talent is as black as ever, and there is an extra horizontal fish tattoo on the arm, but it is the most rubbish 'daytime fish', but the two life-saving talents do not appear.

This is the most lost battle since he entered the film, and the shattering of the magic sword has not affected his strength at all.

It's just that the ghost boy is cheap, and he sucks happily in Liu Mei's corpse.

Picking up Liu Mei's whip, he was teleported back to his place as soon as the time was up.

Fortunately, now with the black face of the raccoon, there is nothing unusual to see.

This time, the abnormal state was actually a plague, and it could be regarded as a time to operate, saving Shang Biao some medicine. After using a smoked herb, after recovering, I went back to have lunch and began to defend the city again.

Up to now, there are still twenty-three surviving actors, and if nothing else, there will be another round of deathmatch, Shang Biao has been thinking about a question all afternoon.

Since entering this film, the fight has continued, and the hole cards he prepared have almost been exhausted, what will he do next time he fights to the death.

The people who can survive until now, which one is not the old fritter who fought to the death, Huang Gui and Liu Mei are afraid that they are not the most powerful among them.

Especially now that he is still in a state of hard work, unless he eats that 'Divine Flame Roasted Weasel', he will definitely not be able to recover within a day.

Moreover, the yin and evil qi in his body has overflowed, if he does not release the yin and then use the yin talisman, the evil qi will enter the brain, and the end will not be much better than death.

So if you don't want to die, you must find a hole card that will allow you to win before you die tomorrow.

And the holy fire is the easiest hole card he can think of now.

It seems that he must go to the Holy Fire Temple again tonight, I don't know what the so-called inheritance of the witch house is, but he has no choice now, only to accept.

"Woo, woo!"

As the sun set, the unique war song of the Fire-Weary Nation was heard in the distance, and the people patrolling the city walls looked in the direction from which the sound came.

The men who had returned from the hunt soon appeared in their sight carrying their prey.

The hunting team is also a small team of five people, a large team of twenty people, a total of five teams went out, and a total of three teams came back together, and the team led by Yan Qian usually came back at the latest.

Shang Biao glanced at it and found that most of them were beast-level beasts.

The only exception is a turtle with a bird's head, snake tail, and the size of a millstone.

The whirling turtle is like a turtle and the tail of the bird's head (huǐ), the sound is like a judging wood, and it is not deaf.

The introduction on the movie ticket made Shang Biao wonder how to wear such a big turtle, unless it was broken and polished into ornaments.

After the hunting party entered the city, Shang Biao made an excuse to talk to the others and caught up with the hunting team that came back.

"Win, give me this tortoise, I'll exchange it with you."

Catching up with the black buddy, Shang Biao paid attention to the tortoise.

"If you like the raccoon, I'll give it to you, this was originally picked up when the team came back, the meat is not delicious, and it's troublesome to make."

The straightforward black buddy directly threw the tortoise to Shang Biao and said with a smile.

"Thank you very much, next time I'll treat you to a barbecue."

Shang Biao politely said goodbye and separated from the black buddy. If such a good thing is eaten, it will be wasted, and refining it into a magic weapon can be considered to be fully used.

Liuyao divination is a housekeeping skill that he once took advantage of, and the two key props are copper coins and turtle shells.

Shang Biao used to use ordinary money turtles, which are common turtle shells commonly known as grass turtles, and they were also artificially raised.

Most of his peers were similar to him, because it was too rare to be able to get a tortoise shell that bothered to refine magic weapons.

In addition to looking at the age of the turtle before its death, the requirements for its appearance are also very strict.

The sky is round and the place is round, which is a must.

The dorsal carapace is bulging like the sky, and the ventral carapace is flat, and only when these two things are reached can it be called a round place.

There are also lines, and the best one is Jiacheng Heluo.

Therefore, Shang Biao was happy to see the tortoise, and he didn't need to look at the appearance, just like this, he was definitely the descendant of the turtle ancestor divine beast Xuanwu.

In particular, this spinning turtle seems to have fallen to death from a high altitude, the turtle shell is intact, and it is best to bring it back to the theater and refine it into a magic weapon with blood and flesh.

Moreover, it is recorded in the "Yinshan Method" that this kind of formation called 'Yin and Yang Five Demons' requires a magic weapon refined by a psychic old turtle to be used as a formation eye.

It seems that coming out of the Colosseum, he really transferred, and good things happened one after another.

found a hidden place to dig a pit and threw out all the debris in the ticket space, which squeezed the tortoise in.

Back at the city wall, after a while, Yan Qi led the two teams to come back, but his two teams were not like the previous three teams.

Of the forty people in the two teams, only more than 20 returned, and all of them were wounded, and there were many missing arms and broken arms.

Everyone didn't care about guarding the city wall, so they hurried up to meet it.

"Chief, have you encountered any strange beasts?"

Although Yan Qi was not seriously injured, he also had half of his right arm broken.

Hearing the question, Yan Qian said in a low tone: "When I met Zhu Yan, I was careless!" ”

Seeing that the rest of the people didn't speak, a young man beside Yan Qian couldn't help but speak: "Chief, it's not all your responsibility for today's affairs!" “

Yan Qian: "Okay, don't defend me anymore, everyone has rested for the past two days, and the new chief has to be elected as soon as possible." ”

The chieftain candidates were basically in the hunting team of Yanqi, and when they heard him say this, the originally dull atmosphere was immediately broken, and it was all whispering discussions.