The sun is gradually rising, shining all over the land, and it is still a good day today.

Near the mass grave in the north of the town, there is a middle-aged man with a bowed head, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a long sword tied around his waist and a translucent ball in his hand.

The ball was very strange, it kept bubbling and drifting in the direction of the mass grave. The middle-aged man stared at the direction where the strings of bubbles were drifting, and walked forward without hurry, as if looking for something.

Not far away, on the branch of a large tree, two children were hiding.

"What are the balls and bubbles in that guy's hand?" Zhang Jingjing asked softly.

"A spell, the blue-skinned manticore's foam tracking technique, the bubble can float towards the target he tracks. Wang Xiaoming said in a low voice.

For a tenth-level spirit disciple, his strength can explode by a thousand catties, and if he continues to cultivate, the increase in strength will no longer be obvious.

The reason why spirit masters are more powerful than spirit disciples is not because they have great strength, but because they can spell.

There is one spirit vortex for the first-level spirit master, two spirit vortexes for the second-level spirit master, three for the third level, and so on, until the ninth level spirit master, the number of spirit vortexes can reach nine.

Within each whirlpool, a spell can be engraved.

At this time, the middle-aged man who was on the top was tracking something with foam tracking.

In front of a grave, the middle-aged man stopped. Because those bubbles no longer float in one direction like just now, but fly in all directions.

"This ......"

The middle-aged man frowned and hesitated for a moment before following one of the bubbles. After a long time, he picked up a small piece of charred bone.

After staring at the bone for a long time, he walked in the direction of another bubble and found a small bone again.

Slowly, there are more and more bone blocks in the hands of the middle-aged man, and when these bone pieces are put together, it is a skull!

"Mayor Town, is it fun to fight for people's heads?"

A voice suddenly came, which frightened the middle-aged man's hands, and the skull that had just been put together was shattered again.

He looked around as if he was facing a great enemy, and shouted, "Who are you?

"Oh, as the parent official of the town, I have always indulged the gangsters in the town, and now that the gang boss is dead, he is the first to come to track down the righteous man who eliminated harm for the people. Mayor Mare, you're really disappointing me. ”

Wang Xiaoming jumped from the tree and smiled like a rising sun at the mayor, who had worked in the town for more than ten years.

"You ......"

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly widened. He never expected that there was an eight-year-old child standing in front of him!

How could an eight-year-old say such coherent words?

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of fear, surprise, and hesitation, but in the end they all turned into ruthlessness.

No matter what the origin of this eight-year-old child is, he is just an eight-year-old child. Kill people here, and no one will know about his collusion with gangsters.

"Looks like you're trying to kill me. Wang Xiaoming chuckled.

The middle-aged man said, "Child, you shouldn't provoke a spirit master!"

"It's just a first-level spirit master. A first-level spirit master can only engrave one spell per day, and you have already engraved the tracking spell, and there are no spell slots. ”

Wang Xiaoming said as he walked towards the middle-aged man in a dashing manner.

There is only one spirit vortex for a first-level spirit master, and he can only engrave one spell per day. When the moon of the spirit rises, it is the time for the spirit masters to practice and engrave spells.

Tong Guan died yesterday, and his head was gone after his death, and the middle-aged mayor felt very strange when he heard about it. So in the early hours of this morning, he engraved a tracking technique in the whirlpool to investigate the cause of Tong Guan's death.

Wang Xiaoming's tricks are precisely to lure the mayor out. Now that he's engraved the tracking technique to track down the matter, there are no more combat spells. It's not too difficult for him to deal with a spirit master who doesn't have a spell.

The middle-aged man saw Wang Xiaoming approaching step by step, revealing a sneer. This kid probably doesn't know how terrifying a spirit master is. Even if there is no spell, the spirit master is not something that ordinary people can provoke!

With a bang, the middle-aged man pulled out his long sword and wiped it off Wang Xiaoming's neck.

Under the increase of aura, this sword weighs a thousand catties. As soon as it was struck, it brought a gust of wind!

When Wang Xiaoming saw the enemy's long sword swinging, he did not dodge or dodge, but instead faced the blade of the sword.

In an instant, his neck brushed against the blade of the sword, and he was almost slashed by the long sword!

Wang Xiaoming controls this distance. Not only was he not injured, but he was close to the middle-aged man's body.

With a shake of his right hand, a dagger suddenly appeared in the boy's palm, and then swiped it at the base of the middle-aged man's leg!

"Ahh

The middle-aged man didn't expect this child to be so flexible, and he knelt on one knee with a miserable scream!

His left hamstring was broken!

"This little guy is so fast, even if he is not a spirit master, he is also a seventh- or eighth-level spirit disciple, but his age is ...... How is that possible!"

The middle-aged man was shocked, but he didn't have time to think about it, because the boy's movements were as fast as lightning, and he cut off his other leg!

Seeing that the boy was about to cut off his right leg, the middle-aged man hurriedly raised his left hand!

On the middle finger of his left hand, there is a green ring!

At this moment, the ring flashed green, and a sticky acid spurted out of it!

"Phew!"

The viscous acid sprayed an area of two meters square, sprinkled on the forest and grass, and the grass immediately rose white smoke, and then turned to black ash!

"Hmph!" the middle-aged man sneered, the acid of the black water demon frog has a strong corrosiveness, as long as this child gets a little wet, he will not die and be crippled!

But he looked to the side and saw Wang Xiaoming standing two meters away, as if he was almost splashed by acid, but he didn't splash.

"Good acid spirit ring, but unfortunately it didn't hurt me. Wang Xiaoming smiled lightly.

The spirit ring is a ring made of demon beast core, which has been made by a special method, and can store a spell, which can only be used once a day.

Most spirit masters will carry a few spirit rings to protect themselves. The middle-aged man had already used acid spray once for this spiritual ring, and he couldn't use it a second time today. Only when the Moon of the Spirit rises again and the aura fills the ring can it be reused.

The middle-aged man's face became very ugly, but he did not speak, but his fingertips flashed.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, a behemoth landed beside Wang Xiaoming. This is a giant bear wearing armor, more than three meters tall, with big furry paws like a fan, fanning Wang Xiaoming quickly!

"Grey-brown armed bear, I can't see that you have a silver-level pact!"

Wang Xiaoming was a little hectic, rolling on the ground quickly, dodging the attack of the giant bear.

The giant bear saw Wang Xiaoming rolling and roared, but instead of chasing, it smashed on the ground with its huge claws!

"Boom!"

Gray Brown Armed Bear Skill Earth Crack!

The whole earth trembled!

The ability of the Pact Spirit will increase as the Soul Master's cultivation increases. As a silver-level pact spirit, the gray-brown armed bear not only grew to a height of more than three meters after the middle-aged man became a spirit master, but also awakened the skill of earth cracking.

This skill is so powerful that any enemy within five meters of the ground can be stunned by it!

However, as soon as the two paws of the gray-brown armed bear hit the ground, Wang Xiaoming happened to jump up. He jumped neither high nor low, and when the shock was over, he just landed on the ground again!

Didn't shake!

The middle-aged man's eyeballs are about to fall out. What is it about this kid that he can dodge his ground fissures so closely?

You must know that when he was in school, all his classmates didn't dare to get close to him, because this bear's ground crack couldn't hide at all!

"Good Covenant Spirit, you're really blind. Wang Xiaoming had a smile like the rising sun on his face, "Mayor, how long has it been since you fought, your reaction is really as fast as a pig!"

The middle-aged man held the long sword in his hand and stared at Wang Xiaoming tightly. And the giant bear roared and rushed towards Wang Xiaoming!

Wang Xiaoming didn't seem to see the bear at all, and approached the middle-aged man step by step. Just as the bear was about to pounce on him, he suddenly made a dodge!

The giant bear pounced on his body, and instead of touching him, it crashed headlong into the tree next to it.

"This sense of direction, tsk. Actually, I think a pig is more suitable for you!"

Before the boy finished speaking, the speed suddenly accelerated, and he was attached to the middle-aged man like lightning!

Swish!

The middle-aged man swung his sword to meet it, but he didn't cut it again!

"How can this be reasonable!" the middle-aged man snorted coldly, and a white ring on his right hand lit up!

A faint light shrouded in him!

Bite!

Wang Xiaoming's dagger stabbed on the light mask, and a few sparks came out, which was blocked!

"This is the moment!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and took advantage of Wang Xiaoming's obstruction to swing his sword and slash. And the giant bear also pounced from behind Wang Xiaoming again!