Leke suddenly said: "Yes! This must be a mental hallucination, hahahaha! You want to deal with me with your little spiritual magic?

After saying that, Leke suddenly crushed the ball, only to feel a clear stream from his hand, slowly using his brain. Pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info so comfortable that Lek wants to moan.

Leke slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that he was no longer so flustered, and the world in his eyes slowly felt the light.

The Snake Eye Orb is a spiritual defense prop made with the central eyeball of the Phantom Demon Snake and some alchemy materials. Inlaid on a hat or headband, it can effectively defend against the invasion and attack of mental power, and if crushed, it can purify the mental abnormality suffered.

Although he didn't recognize this orb, Fang Zhen naturally guessed that it was a prop for treating mental abnormalities, and he frowned unconsciously.

Fang Zhen also expected this to happen, and at the moment, he used the palm of his left hand to hold the magic short-bladed blade held in his right hand, and swiped lightly.

The palm of his hand was cut, and blood flowed out along the wound, only to see Fang Zhen wave his left hand, a large number of blood droplets floated in the air, but did not fall to the ground, but turned into blood mist and floated towards Leke.

Just as Leke finally saw the world under the moonlight, the moment he turned his head, he saw a foreign object floating towards him, and subconsciously blocked it with both hands.

But it's useless, and who can touch the fog?

I saw that the blood mist did not succeed in approaching Lek, and the blood mist only surrounded the outside of the "Holy Light Shelter". It doesn't seem to have any substantial effect on Leke.

But that's enough.

I saw that among the wreckage of the demonic beasts around me, a stream of blood mist rose one after another, and vaguely transformed into the original appearance of these demonic beasts, roaring and rushing towards Leke.

Leke saw that the countless blood mist around him suddenly turned into the appearance of a demonic beast and rushed over, and his heart was originally a little flustered, but when he saw that the blood mist sprayed by the young man was blocked from the "Holy Light Protection", his heart calmed down a little.

He said, "You are actually using a ritual to cast magic with blood? Hmph, you are not afraid to put yourself in it!"

With that, Leque took out another scroll from the ring. He smiled proudly: "Don't think that if I'm not a magician, I don't know anything about ritual magic!hahaha! As long as I have the purification scroll in my hand, any ritual magic is ...... Uhhh

Before he finished speaking, those blood mist that had transformed into demonic beasts strangely penetrated the defenses of the "Holy Light Protection" and burrowed into Leke's body in an instant.

Leke only felt as if his soul was being tortured, his head was in severe pain, his whole body temperature increased, his face was red, and he held his head in pain, even throwing the purification scroll aside.

As Leke wailed for a long time, his voice grew weaker.

In the end, Leke sat on his knees like this, his head up, his eyes and mouth long, looking like a zombie, without even a trace of life. And because he could no longer sense the breath of life, the "Holy Light Shelter" gradually disappeared.

The tall and thin killer on the other side did not dare to act from beginning to end, and no matter how important Leke's safety was, it could not compare to his own safety. So hearing Leke's painful wail over there, the tall and thin killer was numb to this, because he had given up on this arrogant rich second generation.

However, under the gaze of the strong man in the extreme distance, even now that Leke has died in the "nightmare", he is still uneasy, and even fears whether he will be the next target.

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt the pressure around him drop sharply, as if the strong man had stopped staring, and only felt a very calm gaze.

The tall and thin killer breathed a sigh of relief from exhaustion, which also proved that the strong man on the opposite side had no intention of killing him at all.

Turning around, seeing Leke's disgusting death, the tall lanky killer frowned.

frowned, not because of the death of Leke who was kneeling on the ground with his eyes rolled and his mouth wide open, but because he was derelict in his duties, and the tall and thin killer, also known as Snakeeye 51, knew that it was difficult for him to explain to Mino. couldn't help but look at Fang Zhen, the culprit who killed Leke.

At this time, Fang Zhen just stood quietly, not moving at all, just staring coldly at Leke's corpse, the three-pointed star on his pupils gradually disappeared, and then he exhaled, only to feel that his brain was a little dizzy, but he still held on.

Turning his head and staring at the tall and thin killer without flinching, Fang Zhen clenched the magic short blade in his hand in case of contingency.

After all, this tall and thin killer is a powerhouse above the seventh order, and no matter how strong a fourth-order magician is, he can't surpass that level.

"Hmph!", the tall and thin killer did not do anything wrong, let alone leave any words, just like this, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the night, and he couldn't even see his body.

is worthy of being an assassin, sneaking in the night, and even Fang Zhen's eyesight can't see any traces at all.

After all, the tall and thin killer is afraid of the strong man in the distance, and he has the heart to escape after Leke's death, as for helping Leke take revenge? Don't be kidding, how can the tall and thin killer meddle in his own affairs, and besides, his own life will be saved.

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The olive moonlight is still shining on the earth, but on this bare hill, it looks particularly lonely.

Ace ran down from another hill and said worriedly, "Master, are you okay?"

Fang Zhen shook his head, although he felt that the magic power in his body was quite abundant, but his spiritual power was very weak, after all, in order to preside over the ritual magic, the consumption was too great.

Originally, Ace's task was to prevent the sudden attack of the thin and tall killer, so he poured two seventh-order magic cores into the Yanhan Twin Eagles, which were still bought from the Magic Guild, which made Fang Zhen feel distressed for a while at that time, but the precautions were prepared.

Although it was unclear whether the magic power of the seventh-order demon core could deter the tall and thin killer, it could at least hinder it.

The strong man who is far away can take advantage of the extremely short time to arrive.

Then, Fang Zhen took out a piece of high-quality animal skin paper, held it up, glued the remaining blood stains on his left palm, and whispered the incantation of ritual magic on his mouth.

"At the beginning of the nightmare, falling into emptiness, who would have thought that it was a mirror of dreams. How can a sad dreamer know what a soul is!"

I saw that on Leke's body, several faint blood mist emerged from his open mouth and rolled eyes, slowly gathering in the air and turning into a cloud of blood mist.

The blood mist grew thicker and thicker, and finally changed into the form of a person.

Seeing this, Fang Zhen was a little surprised, because this person's appearance was not Leke, let alone anyone who had been killed with the "Nightmare Sacrifice" before. And the appearance of this blood mist does not seem to have a consciousness of its own, but only slowly floats towards him, to be precise, towards the animal skin paper.

Guided by ritual magic spells, the blood mist shrank into the skin paper, forming a mysterious array of magic and runes on the paper. However, Fang Zhen found that the runes inside had become more complicated, and it seemed to be because of another scroll.

"It's ritual magic!"

As the voice sounded, a man in a gray cloak approached.

That's right, it's Tuza.

It was precisely because he was in the woods far away, far away to lock on the tall and thin killer, that Fang Zhen was able to deal with Leke alone.

Putting away the scroll, Fang Zhen smiled lightly and said, "If it weren't for ritual magic, how could I complete the task at a very small price." ”

With that, he walked over to Leker's corpse and pulled the purification scroll from the corpse's hand, as well as the spatial ring on his finger.

"Ace, go grab those two short axes as well, by the way, there's a short staff over there. ”

Looking at Fang Zhen's looting behavior, Tuza didn't feel anything wrong, on the contrary, he felt that this young man was really very good, and it was not shameful to kill people and sell goods, in this world where strength is the last word, this kind of profit-making behavior does not need to be judged by elegant morality.

"Hand over this corpse to me, and for the next seven days, you will go to Razor to hide from the limelight first. ”

Tuza walked over to Lek's corpse and sighed slowly.

"No problem, I guess the Chamber of Commerce behind this guy will definitely go crazy to find me. Anyway, what happens next is what your family likes to do, but don't forget what you promised me at the beginning. ”

Fang Zhen stretched and smiled at the moonlight. Then he took two short axes and a white short staff, and quietly walked into another hill.

The wind in the rainy season is particularly moist, blowing the green grass, but on this bare hill, it is so cruel.

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Until dawn was about to break, Fang Zhen and Ace ran for a hundred miles, so tired that Ace gasped, Fang Zhen was not much better, his spirit was weak but he couldn't raise much energy, fortunately, he finally came to his destination, it was at the foot of an inconspicuous mountain on the edge of Razor, very secretive, and Hanston and Di Ruo, who had been hiding there for a long time, had been waiting for a long time, they dug a cave in it and lived in it.

"Ace, stuff the rocks outside, we're afraid we're going to have to stay for a few days. ”

As soon as Fang Zhen returned to the cave, he sat directly on a rock, panting slightly, and the dizziness in his head never dissipated.

Ritual magic is powerful and weird, and the continent is famous. But some ritual magic is shy away from because the price is too great.

The "Nightmare Sacrifice" was the only ritual magic that Fang Zhen could handle, and it was invincible to use against enemies stronger than himself. When he used it for the first time, Fang Zhen actually knew that he might have lost his own vitality, but he felt that it might not be much. So I don't care too much, after all, this is a world where magic flourishes, and there will definitely be substances that replenish one's life force.

"If it weren't for the auxiliary scroll given by Chrysanthemum-Flower Face, I might not have been able to use the Reversal Ritual. Whew!Ritual magic is easy to use, it's just a little palpitating!" Fang Zhen rubbed the animal skin paper in his hand, stared at the magic array and runes on it, and was silent for a long time.

Reversal ritual is another use of ritual magic.

"Nightmare Sacrifice" is a ritual magic against multiple enemies, the more enemies, the more powerful, the more depletion, and it is uncontrollable, once this ritual is activated, except for the caster or the person protected by the caster, all other lives containing a complete soul will be sacrificed.

This ritual magic is actually an illusion generated by the enemy, and infinitely amplifies negative emotions, such as anger, fear, sorrow, pain, etc., and then causes the soul to fall into madness, and finally causes the life force to burn, and the corpse is sacrificed and re-transformed into a ritual array, which is engraved on the animal skin paper. The more enemies there are, the more powerful the effect becomes, and each enemy that is sacrificed instantly increases the power of ritual magic.

However, the use of the Reversal Ritual can be controlled by the caster. Let the caster freely control the degree of the ritual, so Fang Zhen was able to let Leke enter the spiritual illusion step by step, and then use his own essence and blood as a guide to sacrifice all the souls of the demonic beasts that died at that time, prompting Leke to be besieged by a group of crazy demonic beast souls, and finally the soul was killed due to extreme torture and madness.

That's why Fang Zhen used his own blood to secretly spill it into Leke's wine glass and drink with him. From the beginning, Fang Zhen planned to use ritual magic against him.

And the "Nightmare Sacrifice" reversal ritual has another name, called "Dream Death Silence".

It's just that "Dream Death Silence" has one bad thing, that is, it consumes too much, although it doesn't need to consume a certain amount of life force like "Nightmare Sacrifice". But because the "Death of Dreams" is controllable, in addition to spiritual power, it also needs to consume a large number of magic crystals or magic cores, for which Fang Zhen not only paid hundreds of green pine magic crystals, but also spent nearly 10,000 gold coins to buy ritual magic equipment, such as magic array connection equipment, etc., which were buried in the ground of the hill, and after the ritual magic, due to the pollution of sacrifice, it was already considered useless.

There is also the kind of intelligence that spends gold coins to run intelligence, and the intelligence merchants in Thundering Grass City are very professional, and they are so professional that they can collect money at a glance. However, because of his professionalism, he was very relieved to hand over to these intelligence merchants to spread the news and ask someone to lure Leke over.

When Fang Zhen finally took a breath and his mental power recovered slightly, he immediately took out Leke's spatial ring.

Fortunately, this space ring is not considered a magic guide level, otherwise it would be quite difficult to decipher the certification runes in the ring, at least although Fang Zhen has learned the method of cracking, he has never practiced it.

"Yo yo yo! This Lek is too fat!"

Fang Zhen couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and deeply felt that this single transaction had made a lot of money.

Leke is worthy of being the second generation of rich, and there are thousands of purple gold coins alone, which are worth tens of millions of gold coins. And there are a lot of orange and yellow magic crystals, I'm afraid there are five thousand. Fang Zhen no longer had to worry about advanced resources.

The other items, it seems, are only a few scrolls left, which are still of the nature of a magical attack, as well as a wooden round shield and a short sword, and they are gone.

This shocked me and felt strange, although Leke tore up a bunch of auxiliary scrolls on the hills, but it wasn't a rich second generation, so little was left, right?

I must not have brought it with me, so where will it be hidden?

"Hanston, what is the difference between a nobleman and a merchant?"

Fang Zhen turned his head and said to Hanston, who was reading a book.

Hanston put down the book, thought for a moment, and said, "It should be property." Merchants are very profitable, and mostly use gold coins as inventory, so that they can exchange gold coins for what they want at any time. The aristocracy is heavy on profit and name, and there are more gold coins, so they will want to have some treasures or antiques as a collection, so that even if the time passes, the value of these antique treasures will be greater. Therefore, the property of the merchants was mainly gold coins, and the nobles' were collectibles. ”

"Then where do you think they usually hide these antiques or treasures?" Fang Zhen took the white short staff handed over by Ace, it was obvious that this was a magic prop for light to heal and dispel evil diseases (such as blindness, pain, etc. in dark magic).

Hanston shook his head and said, "There are many secrets of the nobility, and generally no one knows where the collection will be. It could be anywhere. ”

Fang Zhen thought about it, it did make sense, the nobility itself was involved in many fields to make profits, so the really valuable things would definitely not be placed on him. In addition, Leke is only the son of a nobleman, and he has no title and inheritance, but he has a grandfather who opened a chamber of commerce, which can be regarded as a half-aristocratic and half-businessman background.

"Forget it, it's not good to be too greedy. Anyway, there is so much money, enough to spend. Haha!" Thinking of this, Fang Zhen was excited.

"Next, let's make a fuss. ”