"A dog, a man, and something like a lizard, so small I can't tell the difference. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The magpie continued to send information.

"Then get closer, by the way, tell Simba to hurry up, three or four levels, it's not easy to do without Simba."

"Understood."

The magpie responded simply, first controlling a little mouse near Simba to transmit a message to Simba, and then controlling the bird to fly in the direction of Wenyu.

Distance, getting closer!

Then he saw a bullet that was getting bigger and bigger!

"Bang."

A crisp gunshot rang out from the throbbing of Wen Yu's right hand.

Then, the bird fell straight out of mid-air.

The bullet shattered the bird's head.

"The eye was shot down, and the ...... who launched the attack Ahh......h

The magpie just wanted to send information, but was suddenly rushed into his mind by an unknown force!

The strange power kept tearing the magpie's nerves, as if a sharp knife was stabbed into the magpie's brain, and it kept stirring back and forth!

Soul Strike, in effect.

The grafting of the magpie's soul is equivalent to separating a part of its own soul into the body of the grafted object.

However, this part of the soul is not isolated, but has a great connection with the magpie.

When the throbbing bullet hits the bird, it destroys the bird's body and kills the magpie's soul in the bird's body!

According to Magpie's script, when the grafted object is killed, this part of the soul will return to the original body in a short time, but unfortunately, the magpie did not wait for this time.

The throbbing can increase the power of the soul strike, but the extent of this increase is vague.

Facts have proved that this improvement has made Wenyu very satisfied!

The power of the soul strike eliminated the split soul in the bird's body, and the power still did not consume too much, and it poured directly into the magpie's mind along the soul link between the magpie and the bird!

Waves of terrifying power, like huge waves, slapped again and again in the depths of the magpie's soul!

Each wave of attacks caused the magpie to let out a violent scream.

Until, the magpie's consciousness was directly destroyed by the power of the soul blow!

......

When the magpie's screaming stopped, it lay motionless on the ground.

The black-robed man led by stepped forward and touched the pulse of the magpie, then looked at the magpie's blood-colored eyes, and shook his head for a while.

"He's dead, a psychic shock-like skill."

"Well, record it, and be careful with this skill for a while."

In the words of the black-robed man, there was not much pity.

"It's okay, Magpie's mission has been completed, and the next battle, his ability won't come in handy."

There wasn't much fluctuation in Wan Ping's voice either.

The black-robed man nodded, then knelt in front of the magpie, folded his hands, and muttered a lot of unintelligible language.

In the middle of the night, this simple ceremony ended.

The black-robed man stood up straight, took one last look at the magpie's corpse, and spoke loudly.

"Congratulations Magpie! Return to the Demon Lord's Arms! May they gain eternal life in the demon realm! ”

"Gain eternal life!"

The rest of the people immediately chimed in.

In the voice, it is not difficult to hear a feverish mood.

The black-robed man looked at the four people below, including Wanping Guan Tao, with a fanatical look on his face, regardless of whether they were really fanatical or fake fanatical, he raised his hands and shouted vigorously at the moment.

"Long live the demons! Long live the Demon Cult!! ”

"Long live the demons! Long live the Demon Cult!! ”

The black-robed man nodded with satisfaction, looked at the several soldiers who had died, and Xiaoxue who was carried by Guan Tao in his hand, and said slowly.

"Let's go, the target is already nearby, kill him! Use his corpse to add bricks and tiles to our great demon worship cult! ”

Looking at the fanatical few people around them, Wan Ping and Guan Tao glanced at each other, and a complicated look flashed in their eyes.

These guys, Guan Tao and Wan Ping both understand.

Others called them the Forsaken, in fact, earlier they themselves called themselves the Forsaken.

It's a pity that under the leadership of a mysterious figure, these forsaken, man-eating monsters are united. And an alternative evolutionary approach was obtained!

Now they call themselves apostles!

To put it bluntly, I just want to take the initiative to be a lackey of the demon race, that is, a human traitor!

In the banner of faith, do all kinds of sinful things!

This is this cult hidden in the gutter--- Demon Worship Cult!

......

When a few people walked out of the cave, what they saw was Wen Yu standing not far from the cave.

"Hello."

Wen Yu said hello calmly, and then looked at these guys who were hiding their heads and tails.

"By the way, haven't you asked me what to do?"

The tone was flat and a little enthusiastic, like an old friend I hadn't seen for a long time.

But in Wen Yu's heart, these people have already been sentenced to death!

No, not only to kill all the people in front of you, but also to carefully check if these people have a backstage, if so, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots is the best result!

The black-robed man looked at Wen Yu, who had a calm face, and nodded slowly.

"We have a quasi-believer who has a grudge against Your Excellency, so we want to use Your Excellency's head."

Wen Yu nodded, and then the wild song in his left hand was aimed directly at the black-robed man and pulled the trigger!

"Just kidding you, you're still here pretending to be B with me, you'd better die!"

"Boom!"

There was a bang, and at the same time, the smoke of gunpowder filled the air.

When all the dust settled, what Wen Yu saw was a shield formed by the condensation of huge sand.

This shield has defended itself against the attacks of Wild Song!

Wen Yu's physical fitness is 200 points, and his physical fitness in the combat state is 400 points!

Sing's attack deals twice as much damage as your current physical fitness, plus the shape of Sing's bullets.

The blow of Wild Song is equivalent to the full force of a professional with 800 points of physical fitness, wielding a war hammer!

At present, there are really very few professionals who can withstand this level of attack!

The black-robed man led by him slowly gestured, and the sandstone shield in front of him slowly dissipated, revealing the figures of the few people behind.

Wild Song's attack could not be said to be ineffective, at least, the gale from the explosion blew the robes of several people into a rattle, and the hood of one of them was also blown away.

Seeing the slightly familiar face in front of him, Wen Yu slowly put down the gun, stared at the professional in front of him seriously, and said slowly.

"Guan Tao, right, long time no see!"

Guan Tao nodded.

"It's been a long time, I didn't expect you to remember me."

Wen Yu nodded.

"I have a good memory, so when I see you, I kind of understand what is going on."

"In other words, we have a feud?"

"You can't say that, we're just going to be that dog."

Wen Yu's answer was very pleasant!

"Yes, I'll leave it to you."

After Wen Yu finished speaking, he directly picked up his one-eyed eye and shook it hard in the direction of Guan Tao and the others!

At the same time, Wen Yu's voice sounded again.

"Give it to you, you can't seem to kill it!"

......

As early as the moment he saw Guan Tao, Wen Yu had already finished communicating with One-Eye and Xing!

It's very simple, the task of one person and two pets is to kill the group of guys in front of them.

Of course, the frontal shot of the wild song was blocked just now, which had already made Wen Yu understand that the strength of the group of guys in front of him was not weak, and he might not be able to catch it by relying on one-eyed alone.

So, in an instant, the cooperation between Wen Yu and One-Eye has begun!