Ji Wenming and Barbarian looked at it at the same time.
Ji Wenming just stood in place, concentrating on this touch of blood.
But the barbarian was his whole face in front of Ji Hao's chest, his eyes widened, and he stared at this extremely thin line of blood qi intently.
"They are urging, should I vomit blood, or should I scream" Ji Hao looked at Ji Wenming with a smile: "Uncle, my two snakes told me that they were the hands and feet made by those three-eyed drunkards."
The beast tide outside is so powerful, I want to lure the people behind them out. ” Ji Wenming smiled and nodded: "This beast tide is wrong, the strength of a few of them will never make these beasts and birds so crazy."
The strength behind them is not weak.
Pretending to be seriously injured and luring them out is also a good idea. ” As soon as Ji Wenming's words were finished, the barbarian's already extremely bright eyes suddenly widened, and in the next moment, her two Zhenshan hammers smashed the walls of the small building one after the other, and slammed into the small building next door.
Don't look at the barbarian's heartless appearance on weekdays, since Ji Hao and those few people clashed in the wine shop, she remembers the residences of several people to death, and even this action of picking up a hammer and smashing people, she doesn't know how many times she simulated it in her heart.
The two sledgehammers roared out one after the other, and smashed right towards the position where the five people gathered in the small building, without the slightest deviation.
The brute couldn't see their movements in the house, but she could throw a hammer so accurately, which shows that she has a unique talent in throwing things and smashing people.
The sledgehammer flew out, and a divine power that the barbarian had just awakened was injected into it, and the two sledgehammers clicked, and a burst of firelight burst out, and the hammer head that was originally three feet square suddenly swelled to the size of several zhang, and the whole body was surging like a meteor falling to the ground.
The entire city of the Turtle Spirit Caravan trembled violently, and the metal buildings with a height of six zhang on the upper and lower floors collapsed in the skyrocketing firelight, and a large hole was smashed open in place, and you can clearly see the dense small cabins in the city below.
The five bald men were sneakily hiding in the small building, and they never dreamed of it.
As soon as the blood curse was activated, the brute brutally gave them a hammer.
No excuses, no reasons, no evidence.
It's just an inference from Ji Hao and Ji Wenming, and the catastrophe will fall immediately.
Two hammers that surpassed the Great Witch in weight and power fell, and the four bald men snorted miserably, and were smashed to pieces by the sledgehammer in the firelight.
Only the bald man who led the team screamed, and countless fine and dense black runes oozed from under his fair skin.
His body suddenly swelled to a height of five meters, and his hands were held up to the sky, blocking a sledgehammer with difficulty.
The flames were shining, the heat was rolling, the hammer head was crushing downward, the bald man roared strangely, and the terrible weight was like a mountain pressing on the top, so that his bones clicked, and his body below the waist was already deep in the alloy floor.
Three-eyed screamed in panic, and he couldn't care about chanting spells to trigger blood spells anymore.
Instead, three eyes spewed out pillars of green light at the same time, helping his master to hold up the hammer that he had smashed head-on.
This drunkard was clearly not good at physical strength, and he had to invoke the evil curse in his body to exert his power, and tens of thousands of strange runes poured out of his body.
"It's over," the bald man sighed in despair.
Sure enough, it was over, and the runes that erupted from the body of the three-eyed drunken were alive one by one, as if they were fierce and hideous fierce birds and beasts, and the whole body was entangled with blood and light, and the anger was soaring, and under the nourishment of the blood and soul of countless murdered fierce birds and beasts, these runes were lifelike and like living creatures.
You don't need a lot of witch sacrifices, as long as you're a big witch with a little bit of research on witchcraft.
You can see at a glance the connection between these runes and the beast tide outside Ji Hao shook his head, gently patted his little head with his right hand, walked to the big hole in the wall that was smashed out by her sledgehammer, and looked down at the bald man who was suppressed by the sledgehammer.
Ji Wenming clasped his hands in front of his chest.
With a gentle smile, he smiled at Gui Laosan, who suddenly appeared like a ghost, and smiled: "Gui Laosan, the beast tide was made by this group of people, and so are those blood curses."
No need to thank us for waiving our travel expenses this time."
Gui Laosan smiled so much that his face was full of wrinkles, and he bowed to Ji Hao and Ji Wenming.
Then he grinned and stretched out his hands to the bald man enthusiastically: "Hehe, thank you for helping us find out this group of bastards, our caravan has lost more than 30 good hands."
Gui Laosan's body was trembling slightly, and those damaged caravan guards were all old men who had served the caravan for generations.
Many of them followed him to the third child in and out of the Southern Wilderness again and again, and it was really a friendship between the wind and rain, the sword, and the minions of the beasts.
The strong drunkard who was so born was turned into such an ugly puddle of blood by such a vicious witch curse.
Gui Laosan's heart was extremely resentful, and the look in his eyes when he looked at the bald man was wrong.
With a smile on his face, Gui Laosan's hand clasped the bald man's shoulders, and he sneered: "This distinguished guest, since you have arrived at our Turtle Spirit Caravan and given us such a generous gift from the Turtle Spirit Caravan, we have to entertain you well."
The bald man suddenly let out a breath, he looked at Ji Hao, and shook his head: "Okay, you actually escaped the blood curse of the three-eyed demon soul beast, and you have the inheritance witch treasure body on your body Hehe, hehe." ” He looked at Gui Lao San again, and said indifferently: "It's just a turtle spirit caravan."
If we die here, someone will settle accounts with you. ” With a chuckle, the three-eyed let out an unwilling scream, and opened his mouth to spew out a ball of green fire, wrapping himself and the bald man tightly inside.
Their bodies were like candles in front of a stove, beginning to melt strangely.
The bald man stared at the brute and said lightly: "Little girl, at a young age, with such a lot of strength, when you grow up in the future, it will be a trouble to get it wrong."
You have to die."
Before the last lament was finished, the bald man's body completely melted, turning into a puddle of blood flowing all over the ground.
Even the witch priest who was the most proficient in ghosts and soul paths couldn't grab the slightest bit of his soul aura from this pool of blood and find the slightest bit of useful information.
The Three-Eyed Quack laughed a few times, he clearly had a higher resistance to his Death Spell.
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A green flame flickered within his body, then exploded.
The giant tortoise let out a low roar, and a circle of transparent light and shadow appeared next to Three-Eyed Drunk.
The drunken body exploded, and the green light and blood rushed to the sky, but it failed to break through the thin shackles of light and shadow, and failed to hurt a person. sjgsf0916: