Chapter 56

"My name is Xia Yan, the summer of summer, three fire Yan." Xia Yan said while he was talking about the old man's name in his heart. Colorless? It's almost as good to remove the wordless.

"The little brother is a student of Sihe university?" asked the colorless man with bright eyes.

"How does Taoist priest know?" Xia Yan asked.

"Guess, it's close to Sihe University." the old Taoist looked up and down Xia Yan and asked, "Xiao Xia, what do you think of the two girls?"

"Yes, handsome boy, are the sisters beautiful?" the two beauties asked with a smile.

"In fact, I'm curious. Why did Taoist priest invite me, a stranger?" Xia Yan ignored them, but looked at the old Taoist priest and asked.

"Because the little brother and the poor man are the same kind of people!" the old man laughed and pointed to Xia Yan. "My nose is very smart, old man. I smell a different smell on the little brother!"

"Oh, what's the smell?" Xia Yan narrowed her eyes and quietly moved the woman's hand away from her arm.

"The smell is very similar to the black gas wrapped around the two beauties!" the colorless eyes suddenly became extremely fierce and shouted, "are you afraid they won't die, so come back and see the situation?"

While talking, the old Taoist kneaded his hands on the back of the neck of the two beauties, and they fainted to the ground. It was quiet all around. It was a remote alley near the nine eye bridge.

The two beauties fell soft and leaned against the wall. Colorless and Xia Yan stood several meters apart. Just now, they were still ready to 4P. In the twinkling of an eye, they became a sword pulling * * Zhang.

"Old Taoist, do you mean that I made the ghost of their black Qi?" Xia Yan looked at two beauties and asked quietly.

"You have a lot of Yin, and you happen to be around them. What's more coincidence?" the Taoist priest took out a copper bell the size of an egg, played it in his hand and said with a sneer.

"Er... What if I told you it was such a coincidence?" Xia Yan must admit that he would think so if he was colorless. But does the "Yin Qi" mentioned by the Taoist priest refer to the elements of the dead?

"Lao Dao has lived for 120 years, but he is not blind!" Lao Dao sneered.

"Are you 120 years old? Can you find two women?" Xia Yan was surprised. The old Taoist was interested in two girls once. If he was 120 years old, one of his organs would have been furnishings! What is old and strong? That's it!

"What are two women? I'm all five... Cough, stop talking. Who's your master? How dare you teach you the magic of using living people as cauldrons?" colorless shouted.

"I don't understand what you said!" Xia Yan frowned. He probably knew something about Ding furnace and magic. They were all written in novels, but what does this have to do with me?

"Dishonesty!" the old Taoist Leng hum, "seize you and give it to the cleaner. Then you will know you regret it!"

After saying that, the old Taoist picked up the copper bell in his hand, turned the mouth to Xia Yan and shook it. Xia Yan didn't hear the bell, but for a moment, a force suddenly hit the magic tower. He only felt his mind slightly dizzy.

The magic tower stores mana and also represents magic defense. The power released by the copper bell should be the same as magic, so it was protected by the magic tower.

"Ox nose, you dare to do it!" Xia Yan was surprised and changed his name to the old Taoist. He shook his head. The silent power to invade his mind had been forced out by the magic tower. He ran as he sang a haunting spell.

On the other side, colorless was also surprised. He couldn't help looking down at the copper bell in his hand. When the Dementor bell rings, even an elephant will faint for a long time. Why does the young man just shake his head and have nothing to do? How strong is his divine sense?

When the Taoist priest was stunned, Xia Yan had finished singing the spell quickly. The short singing time was the advantage of primary magic.

Primary magic is also the most commonly used by magicians. Medium and high-level magic mainly depends on scrolls. Of course, if there are meat shield soldiers in front, you can also spend time singing medium and high-level magic, but it's risky.

As soon as he shook his hand, the ghost flew to colorless. Xia Yan didn't dare to stop. He immediately began to sing the bloodthirsty curse. At the same time, he took the three soul tools from his neck and took them in his hand, ready to release the skeleton soldiers at any time.

"What a strong Yin Qi!" seeing the ghost flying, the colorless old Taoist exclaimed. He didn't dare to neglect. He handed the soul bell to his left hand, and there was an extra handle to brush the dust on his right hand. He went to the ghost and shook the soul bell at the same time.

"Shit!" Xia Yan was singing half the bloodthirsty curse. The power of the Dementor bell hit the magic tower again, and immediately interrupted the magic. He thought the bronze bell was nothing. Now he knows that it can absolutely restrain the magician.

Singing magic requires concentration, but the copper bell can seriously affect attention and interrupt magic. If he had not received the memory of the Lich and had too strong control over the magic, Xia Yan would have been swallowed by the magic.

"It's impossible to use magic under the old Taoist Dementor bell!" when Xia Yan heard that he interrupted the strange spell, he smiled and said proudly. At the same time, he waved the dust brush and forced the ghost away and couldn't get close to his body.

"Can this ghost also affect the mind?" seeing that the target of the ghost is his own head, he guessed the reason with a little thought. He held the copper bell and whisk together in his right hand, freed his left hand, touched it on his body, and touched a scarlet gourd. He pushed open the cover with his fingers and whispered a spell. A green breath flew out of the gourd mouth, entangled the ghost and pulled it into the gourd mouth. The Taoist priest proudly closed the lid and said with a laugh, "this ghost is novel. It's just time to catch it and study it!" I wiped it! Xia Yan was depressed. The ox nose obviously only wore short sleeved shirts and shorts. Where did he take out these things? This is unscientific! Can you play happily with three treasures in one breath? Xia Yan didn't believe what he said before, but now he believes it. The three things that colorless old Taoist priest took out completely restrained his undead magic. It's just that the ghost was blocked by the dust. Unexpectedly, it was collected by the vermilion gourd. The copper bell is more powerful and can interrupt the singing. If you can't sing, the magician's power will be lost. I should scroll!