Qi Bei coughed and got up from the ground, and said with a bitter face: "Hey, I said there is no need to be so violent, you hypnotize me without my consent, can't I make a joke?"

The bewitching stared at Qi Bei for a long time, and only then did two words burst out of her mouth: "Monster." ”

"Fairy!" Qi Bei cracked his mouth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, put his left hand between his nose, and sniffed intoxicatedly.

The bewitching face was a little feverish, and she almost wanted to throw a wind blade to cut him to pieces.

"It's getting dark, do you know where to hide, and besides, I'm lost, meeting is fate, you won't leave me alone. Qi Bei said with a grin.

"I never help people in vain, what can you give?" said enchantingly, brushing her hair.

"Tell me...... How about making a promise with your body?" Qi Bei had a longing expression on his face.

"Okay, but, can you do it?" Enchanting hooked her hand, and a wisp of breeze restrained Qi Bei to her side, and her beautiful eyes looked directly at him, as if she wanted to see him through.

"What? You doubt that I can't? How unreasonable, if you let me go, we'll fight three hundred rounds now. Qi Bei was insulted and shouted.

Enchanting glanced at Qi Bei, suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the Blood River, a hint of joy appeared between his eyebrows, and then stretched out a green jade finger against his lips, exhaling like a Lan Dao: "Shhh, I believe you can't do it?" But I want to wronged you for the time being." ”

Qi Bei's heart skipped a beat, because of the enchanting and seductive charm, and because of the intuition of being surrounded by a great danger.

Nima! Qi Bei couldn't move, his heart was crossed, and he stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it on his bewitching jade fingers.

Enchanting retracted her jade hand like an electric shock, and scolded in a coquettish voice: "Bad guy." ”

A goblin is a goblin, and scolding people is so seductive.

It's just that Qi Bei didn't feel relaxed after taking advantage of his tongue, and the dangerous feeling had already made his hairs stand on end.

Enchanting a little between Qi Bei's throat, she sealed his mouth, and then quickly took out a handful of crystal nuclei, and actually began to arrange a formation around him.

In an instant, the formation was arranged, and two drops of blood popped out from her fingertips, and she chanted a few incantations, and the blood light of this formation disappeared silently in a flash.

Then, the bewitching whole body twisted like water streaks, and it disappeared.

"I'm rubbing, this goblin, he's taking me as bait. Qi Bei didn't know what the enchanting was thinking, and scolded in his heart.

In the turbulent river of blood, one vortex after another suddenly appeared.

In the blink of an eye, within a kilometer of the river of blood, hundreds of small whirlpools were filled. In every whirlpool, there were shattered faces.

The already very thick lifeless resentment in the air suddenly became more than ten times thicker.

The yin wind whimpered, like thousands of children crying at the same time, listening to it makes people cold from the outside to the inside.

The internal force of Qibei Dantian flowed slowly, and the wind magic bound on his body began to melt little by little.

At this time, among the hundreds of whirlpools of the Blood River, wisps of smoke that were almost as transparent as glass escaped, gathering and condensing above the Blood River, forming a translucent ghost with a faint golden color.

The ghost's eyes were glowing with golden glow, staring greedily at the immobile Qi Bei, as if he were the most delicious delicacy in the world.

Qi Bei's pupils shrank, and it turned out to be a ghost!

Ghosts are not ordinary souls, both human and beast souls are controlled by the legendary god of death, and the god of death will never allow any souls to stay in the world. Even if some of the dead souls escape the clutches of death, they will be wiped out in a while.

And if the soul of the dead not only escapes the clutches of death, but also does not disappear, it will become a ghost.

Qi Bei has been in the Mountains of the Dead for eight months, and there are only a handful of ghosts he has seen, and they are all unconscious low-level ghosts.

This ghost partially became glaze-colored, and according to the level of the undead, it was half a foot into the realm of the king of the undead.

No matter what kind of undead, they are divided into low-level undead, middle-level undead, and high-level undead. Above the high-level undead are the kings of the undead, such as the Corpse King, Skeletron King, and the Ghost King.

The kings of the undead already have a considerable IQ and can summon thousands of undead.

To provoke the king of the undead is to provoke an army of the undead.

Although the ghost in front of him has not become the real king of the undead, it is not sure if it will have a group of junior brothers, besides, even if there is no junior brother, its own strength is already an existence that Qi Bei can only look up to.

At the beginning, the silver corpse only had half of its body left, and its strength was only two or three percent of that of the real silver corpse, but it forced Qi Bei to the end of the mountain, if it wasn't for luck, he would have died a long time ago.

Moreover, among the high-level undead, the strength of the silver corpse is only in the middle of the stream, if it is a more powerful golden corpse, it can kill Qi Bei in seconds with a single face.

Although the ghost salivated at Qi Bei, it did not pounce on him immediately, but circled around him several times, as if sensing that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that although the smell of the living is a stimulant to the undead, it does not make the ghost so coveted, and it must be the enchanting man who has done something.

The ghost hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't resist the temptation and pounced towards Qi Bei.

And at this moment, the wind magic on Qi Bei's body was finally completely melted by his internal force.

Just as Qi Bei wanted to dodge, a magic array emitting a dazzling glow of blood lit up around him, trapping the ghost in it.

Qi Beisheng couldn't resist the dodge action, he wanted to see how strong this goblin was, maybe the cranes and clam would compete with each other, so that he, the fisherman, would benefit.

"Woo hoo, Hai Duoqimo%*¥###......" Enchanting appeared outside the magic array, holding a magic wand in her hand, her red lips quickly opened and closed, and she chanted the incantation in a hurried tone.

Blood-red rattans suddenly drilled out of the magic array, tightly entwining the ghosts inside.

A sharp cry sounded from this ghost, and Qi Bei, who was close at hand, was dizzy, but he was isolated by this magic array.

The ghost began to struggle violently, the golden light and the glazed light flickering on its body.

The blood-red rattans were shattered, but new ones reappeared and wound around them.

Qi Bei found that every rattan was broken, and his bewitching face turned white.

However, with each break of the rattan, the light on the ghost's body dimmed.

Qi Bei could see that if it weren't for this magical magic array, Enchanting would not be the opponent of this ghost.

The scream of the ghost just now is probably summoning the little brother, this is really going to summon a group of undead, and the enchanting is bound to flee in the wilderness, and Qi Bei, who is in the magic array, is about to be torn to pieces by the undead.

Now that the battle is deadlocked, it depends on who lasts to the end.

(Brothers, come and recommend it)