Falusi's heart suddenly tightened, and before he could react, a warning came instantly!

He only felt a chill in his chest, and a sharp pain immediately came from the position of his heart. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Fa Luxi subconsciously looked down, a blade protruding from his chest, still with red blood!!

But Faluci turned his head desperately, as if crazy, and sure enough, he saw Jose standing behind him, looking at him with a cold expression. His whole body trembled suddenly, why is this magician's skill so agile?!

After José struck hard at Falusi, he immediately withdrew the scimitar in his hand, and then took a few steps back before looking at him calmly and said:

"You don't have to struggle, I'm very sure of my shot, you won't survive today. Although we don't have much hatred, it's just that you are too ruthless, and you have killed so many people for your own selfish desires.

Although Lao Tzu is not a righteous man and a gentleman, he does not have too many jealous and hateful temperaments. But killing you is the last time I don't have any psychological burden...... So it's better for people like you to die. ”

"You lowly ant!!" said Faruci, whose mouth was foaming at the mouth of blood, trembled uncontrollably. He already felt that his life was passing quickly, and he was obviously dying, but there was a trace of cruelty on his face:

"Do you think that's the end of it?!"

It was only then that Joseph noticed that something was wrong, and immediately looked at Falusi with alarm. At this moment, a sudden change occurred!A black smoke suddenly erupted from Farusi's body, and then this smoke seemed to be guided, and immediately enveloped Jose's body.

José immediately retreated, opening a defensive magic scroll in an attempt to block the smoke. He was no fool, and had secretly prepared early in the morning to prevent Farusi from dying and throeping. But to his surprise, the black smoke actually broke through the magic defense shield directly, penetrated like air, and then surrounded Jose.

Jose hurriedly stepped back, but the black smoke did not fade in the slightest, as if it had grown on him. In his panic, he even took a few puffs of the smoke.

Jose's heart suddenly cooled: This Falusi shot viciously and viciously, this black smoke is definitely not a good thing! I'm afraid it's some kind of curse or poisonous gas, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult, even the magic defense circle can break through, and now I'm afraid I have to explain here......

But what José didn't expect was that the black smoke dissipated in less than a moment, and he was unharmed, not even his fingers.

"Hahaha......" Farushi laughed wistfully.

His voice was hoarse like a night owl, the corners of his mouth were still bleeding blood, his voice was intermittent, but his expression was still full of viciousness:

"Humble ants, cowardly fools...... You have my witch on you, no matter how far you hide in the world...... Teacher, teacher will definitely avenge me!!"

Only then did Jose realize that this smoke was probably some kind of imprint similar to spiritual power. At this time, he felt a pain in his arm, and quickly lifted his sleeve to take a look, only to find that there was a black skull pattern on his left forearm at the moment, which was clearly visible like a tattoo.

Damn it!

Joseph scolded secretly, but he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and his eyes were fixed on Falusi to prevent this guy from doing any more tricks. Falusi was bloodless at the moment, but he had a strange smile on his face. Finally, his body shook a few times, a low roar came out of his throat, and with an endless look of resentment in his eyes, he fell down unwillingly.

Crazy, this horrible guy is definitely a madman!

After carefully inspecting Falusi's body with his mental power tentacles, Jose finally confirmed that this guy was really dead, and his heart was quietly relieved, but he still didn't dare to get too close to his body.

It was only then that Jose's attention shifted to his forearm, a lifelike black skull clearly imprinted on his arm like a tattoo. He rubbed it vigorously a few times, and it didn't hurt at all, but it fluctuated with a bit of faint magic.

José tried to use his mental power to dispel strange magic fluctuations, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't sense the properties of this magic power. Could it be some kind of special Macedonian witchcraft?!

This made him feel a little irritated in his heart: trouble, what a trouble!

However, what made him feel a little reassuring was that the imprint had no effect on him other than that it could not be removed. According to this Falusi's urine nature, it is fortunate that he did not send any disgusting witchcraft to himself before he died. As for his threats, Jose didn't take it to heart.

Just as Jotheren was catching his breath for a moment, a low dragon groan came from the woods, which reminded him that there was a bone dragon here. However, since this Falusi is dead, presumably this skull dragon will not be able to be fierce without the blessing of his undead aura.

When Jose thought of this, his heart suddenly moved. He didn't pay any more attention to Falusi's corpse, but forcibly supported his body, and flew deep into the woods with the spirit of the Demon Scorpion King.

In fact, you don't have to fly too far, after all, the Bone Dragon and the Demon Scorpion King are both very large, as long as they are above the woods, you can see the fierce fight between these two behemoths in the night!

At this moment, the bone dragon has completely lost its previous momentum, most of the bones on its body have been broken, one of its two bone wings has been broken, and the black undead aura on its body is slowly dissipating. The originally loud and majestic dragon roar was also full of painful wails at the moment.

Although the bone dragon is no longer much of a threat, the Scorpion King's injuries are not light, especially the dense scars on its shell, which makes Jose quite distressed. So he immediately recited the spell and sent the Demon Scorpion King to the summoning space again to cultivate.

After doing all this, Joseph looked at the dying bone dragon from afar, and then he thought about it, and cast another intermediate restraint technique on it.

This almost consumed the last of Joseph's magic power, although he was prepared, but the exhaustion of magic power still made his consciousness trance, and he almost fell to the ground, José was completely relying on perseverance, gritting his teeth, barely falling down.

Qiao Se hurriedly held on to the big tree beside him, his chest gasped violently, but he couldn't help but scold:

"Damn, it's a big loss this time! In order to deal with this wizard, not only is the magic power almost exhausted, but Lao Tzu almost confessed here... However, it is still a bit rewarding!"

As Jose said this, his eyes fell on the bone dragon on the side.

He rested for a while, regained a little strength, and then slowly approached the skull-dragon. The bone dragon had lost its undead breath, and without the control of Falusi, it was already lying on the ground weakly under its serious injuries.

Joseph scratched his head, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed:

What to do with this skullsaur now? (To be continued.) )