"Poof!" a faint sound, like a fart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 I saw that the magic coin in Fang Zhen's hand released billowing greenish-brown smoke like a smoke bomb, instantly filling the surroundings, and the speed of emitting was faster than the black mist just now.

"This! this is the smoke of Aslanth! Quick! Don't let off your fighting spirit!" the old man in white was shocked, and recognized the name of the green-brown mist at a glance, and shouted. The old man himself took out a kettle and spilled the water inside, and then manipulated the water with mental power to form a water curtain on the surface of the body, completely blocking the invasion of smoke.

Aslanth, a legendary giant who inhabits the depths of the swamp, was born from an unknown origin. Ten meters tall, the whole body is greenish-brown, and the large mouth emits greenish-brown billowing smoke, which is extremely foul-smelling, can consume fighting energy and magic, and can also suffocate living beings. Aslanth was once the hero of the swamp civilization of the Terrans.

The smoke of Aslanth can be copied through alchemy, although the effect is a thousand times worse than the real smoke of Aslanth, it is very effective against the enemy, and it is very rare.

The two uncles heard this, but before they could react, the smoke came into contact with their fighting energy cover. I only heard the sound of the "swish" fighting spirit being corroded, as if it was constantly biting.

The two uncles were startled, hurriedly removed the fighting qi mask, and held their breath.

"Hehe, what I want is that you don't breathe!" Fang Zhen was waiting for this opportunity.

"Ahh

"Wow! What a poisonous smoke, it's so painful to take a puff!"

I saw Fang Zhen holding a short blade in his hand, constantly shuttling between the two uncles, leaving blood marks on his body one by one.

There's no way, a fifth-order warrior, the fighting aura cover is very strong. But in addition to the Dou Qi Hood, his own flesh has also been tempered by Dou Qi, and his physical defense is also very strong. In addition, Fang Zhen uses an ordinary short blade, and it is okay to cut a fruit and pick a tooth.

As for killing two people in seconds with magic, just kidding, such a thick smoke of Aslanth, the magic was swallowed by the smoke before it could be released. In this situation, Fang Zhen still has to breathe a sigh of relief.

Of course, the two uncles were unwilling to be abused, covering their mouths and noses while wielding their sharp blades indiscriminately. After all, the smoke covers the sky, and although it is not like night, the visual range is limited to what is in front of you.

"Here's your chance!" Hearing the two of them start wielding their blades, a gleam flashed in Fang Zhen's eyes.

"Whew!" a bloody arrow shot out, and the long-haired uncle stared at the short blade stuck in his throat under his chin, and fell straight down.

"No!" Uncle Thorn screamed angrily when he saw his companion killed, and this became his last voice.

A short blade stabbed him in the throat.

The prickly uncle vomited a mouthful of blood, looked at Fang Zhen who was approaching him, his mouth turned up and down a few times, and finally he couldn't say a word, so he fell to the ground and died.

Listening to sound and distinguishing position, this blind man's skill, Fang Zhen was already familiar with it many years ago. With this skill, Fang Zhen swept many casinos on the earth at the beginning, and took away the wealth that the world's richest people may not be comparable. Therefore, Fang Zhen's adventure career was also accompanied by an extremely thrilling escape.

"It's been so long here, it's the first time I've killed someone, don't blame me, I didn't mean to. Fang Zhen shook his head and sighed. Squatted down and tried to pull out his two short blades.

At this time, the old man roared angrily.

"Damn, boy, you dare to kill the people of our Holy Sword Order!"

The old man knew that something was wrong when he heard the screams of the two uncles, and immediately spilled more water, so that the water curtain formed an egg-shaped barrier, and he could use this small space to support the shield of light.

The heart-rending screams of the two uncles made the old man's heart panic in addition to anger. I thought that a magician who was less than the fourth order could do it with a wave of his sleeves, but who knew that it was so tricky, and two fifth-order warriors died.

Fang Zhen's breathing also began to be difficult, after all, it was very uncomfortable to hold his breath for so long. When Fang Zhen just held the handles of the two sharp blades, the two pendants on the chests of the two uncles emitted a dazzling white light, making Fang Zhen instinctively close his eyes.

Then the violent shaking and weightlessness made Fang Zhen fall to the ground, and then his eyes lit up, and he was actually teleported into a forest.

Looking at the lush green trees around him and the sunlight shining through the dense leaves, Fang Zhen's heart was cold, and he secretly said, "Oh no." ”

It turned out that the old man who claimed to be a member of the Holy Sword Sect expected Fang Zhen to come into contact with the corpses of the two warriors. It activated that every member of the Holy Sword Order had a unique light teleportation.

"Actually teleported out, do these guys have magic props for the Elemental Teleportation Technique?" Fang Zhen pulled out his sharp blade, turned his head, and looked at the white-robed old man who was staring at him coldly, calculating in his heart.

"For the sake of such a kid as you, I used the precious Light Teleportation Technique, and it was okay to use these two fools, but I actually consumed mine!" the old man shouted angrily. In his hand, he still has a crystal pendant on his chest, which has been dulled.

Holding the short blade dripping with blood, Fang Zhen's expression became solemn.

Aslam is a big trump card, Fang Zhen spent a lot of effort to "borrow" such a small bottle from the old immortal, and then used his own alchemy to copy it and make it into a magic coin. Now that he has spent money on dealing with a strong enemy, Fang Zhen's heart is also dripping blood.

What's more, now, in the face of a sixth-order light magician, and looking at his age, he knows that the old man cannot be promoted to a magician due to qualifications, and a little estimate knows that he is a sixth-order upper or sixth-order peak magician. Definitely very deep in magic.

Although with the third-order magic power of Fang Zhen's entire sixth-order system, he is not afraid of fifth-order powerhouses, and with the assistance of his skills and many magic coins, he can also compete with the sixth-order. But in the face of such a light-based sixth-order magician who is good at healing, defense, and purification, the pressure is not ordinary.

"This time, I'm going to beat you half to death, and then slowly catch you back, but I'm also grateful to you for killing these two idiots, and without them my bonus will be more. The old man sneered and swept at Fang Zhen fiercely with his short staff.

I saw the milky white light wheel whistling and flying towards Fang Zhen.

Third-order light magic, the wheel of light.

I saw Fang Zhen's "sigh" flash to the side, slowly stood up, the corners of his mouth curled, and smiled disdainfully.

"In the forest, I'm more powerful than an elf. After Fang Zhen finished speaking, he flew out two short blades at the old man, and then jumped into the tree.

As soon as the two short blades flew in front of the old man, they were swept away by the old man with a short staff that shone with white light. Two short blades flew upside down and stuck in the grass.

Among the light magic, one of the best spells against flying objects is light resistance. With the power of light magic, it can sweep away all lightweight flying objects, such as throwing knives, arrows, stones, hidden weapons, etc.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Fang Zhen kept shuttling through the branches around him. Constantly casting various kinds of magic at the old man, what wind blades, fireballs, ground thorns, all at once.

The first-order magic trumpet has the least magic power, and it is also the best magic to contain the enemy, so Fang Zhen doesn't care what the old man is capable of, as long as he is not a magician, he can't really ignore his magic interference.

"What!Earth, fire, wind, and water magic? Boy, are you sure you didn't use the magic scroll?" The old man was a little surprised, he thought that this kid was just a third-order magician with a dual system of ice and fire, but now he was a little skeptical about the authenticity of this information, and he hoped very much that Fang Zhen could answer, yes, I was using a magic scroll.

"Hehe, old fellow, I'm not a fourth-level magic, but a sixth-system!" Fang Zhen jumped onto the corpses of the two warriors, grinned, and started work with his left and right hands, the arrow of light in his left hand, and the arrow of darkness in his right hand, two third-order magic were launched at the same time, and he flew towards the old man with a bang.

The old man was shocked again, and hurriedly took out a scroll and threw it away. I saw a light cross light shield of one size appear in front of the old man.

"Knock! knock!" sounded, and the light and dark arrows only left a few ripples on the light shield before dissipating.

"Cut, the fifth-order light cross shield is still a scroll, you old guy is really willing, isn't it just two third-order magic? Fang Zhen said disdainfully.

"Sixth Series! It's actually Sixth Series! So young, it's a third-order, this magic talent is second only to the original God of Magic! No, I must catch you back." The Order will definitely reward me more!I can be promoted to the seventh rank and become a magician admired by all people!" The old man put away the light shield, and the luster of the scroll was much less.

Ordinary magic scrolls can only be activated once, but as long as the caster is mentally strong and recovers most of the magic power in time, then this magic scroll can be used again, but the effect is not as good as the first time.

"It's beautiful to think about it, have you been dreaming too much for a while, and you have paranoia. Fang Zhen took out a few magic coins again and stared at the old man coldly.

"Hmph, kid, let you see the true strength of the sixth-order great magician!" the old man snorted, looking at Fang Zhen's eyes was no longer angry but excited, it seemed that Fang Zhen had infinite gold coins on his body.

I saw the old man silently reciting the incantation, and the short staff was raised high, and it fell fiercely. A giant about two meters tall with a milky white glow all over its body.

The fifth order of light summons magic, and the light guards the giant. This giant is composed entirely of the caster's own magic and magical elements, with a hint of the caster's spiritual power, and its power is infinite.

"It's also called help, and you're also cheap. Fang Zhen frowned and said with disdain.

"Hahahaha, as long as I can catch you, all the magician rules and honors will get out of the way!" the old man laughed maniacally, and continued to wave the short staff in his hand, laying a bright buff magic for himself.

There are also a lot of buff spells in light magic. For example, the light glory, the courage of light, the power of light, the wisdom of light, the heart of light, and so on.

Fang Zhen suddenly felt extremely tricky. With its agile skills and excellent geographical environment, it can escape unharmed.

However, being able to duel with a magician who was three levels higher than his own magic cultivation made Fang Zhen's heart stir up infinite battle intent. Besides, he had been at the peak of the third order for so long, and he had not been able to break through the bottleneck, and now there was an opportunity.

Just when Fang Zhen had the heart to fight the old man head-on, a hint of foreboding flashed in Fang Zhen's heart. Frowning, Fang Zhen sighed in his heart.

"Hahaha! boy, obediently tied up by me, you don't have to suffer, the Lord of Light can forgive you for your mistakes, come on!" The old man's short staff pointed, and the two feet of the bright giant turned into streamers, and flew towards Fang Zhen.

Picked up his huge fist and smashed it towards Fang Zhen.

"Boom!" Fang Zhen dodged such an attack with a slight jump. It's just that the bodies of the two uncles are pitiful, and the flesh and blood smashed by the bright giants are flying sideways, and the corpses are broken all over the field.

The Light Guardian Giants are unconscious, and only have the fighting instinct and obedience given by the caster. One hit missed, and just wanted to launch a second blow.

At this time, a black mist appeared on the remnants of the two uncles. The black mist wrapped around the Giant of Light like a magic hand stretched out in a nightmare, making it unable to move in an instant.

I saw Fang Zhen holding an animal skin scroll in both hands, and shouted loudly: "O people who can't find peace in the dark! Your body left behind is the source of my strength, and your unwilling sigh will become the beginning of a nightmare!"

The black mist kept pouring out, surrounding Fang Zhen and the old man, and also obscuring the sunlight.

"This!this!This is ritual magic!Dark ritual magic, nightmare sacrifice!How dare you use such vicious ritual magic!Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Magic Guild?"

Fang Zhen ignored the old man's roar and continued to chant the incantation.

"The life of the past was a false existence, and the death of today is the real destiny. O pain of loss, give it to the nightmares!"

Suddenly, the nightmare hand formed by the black mist tied the light giant fiercely and squeezed hard.

"Boom!" The Bright Giant was like a marshmallow being kneaded, crushed to an unbelievable point, and then exploded, turning into points of light in the void, and extinguished one by one.

"No, no, it's not a dream! Why aren't you dead? I didn't kill you! Yes! It's the leader! It's the church! Don't! Don't!" I saw that the old man's face was extremely panicked, and he kept roaring, his eyes were bloodshot, and he held his head in both hands. It's like seeing something scarier than death.

"The continuation of the nightmare is the glory that the darkness has given you, O sinful people! Why do you still exist! The nightmare has given you death!" Fang Zhen sang for the last time, the scroll in his hand burned, turned into a pitch-black mist, and flew towards the old man who trembled all over his body and kept roaring. Then it fell into the old man's eyes.

Gradually, the old man's eyes lost their brilliance, the breath of life gradually extinguished, and finally he lay sad on the grass, dying.