"Patriarch, which treasure do you want to use?"

In the castle in the center of the sorcerer clan, the wizard heard the patriarch's words and his eyes twinkled with light.

"Yes, the vengeance of witches and ghosts must be revenged!"

The head of the sorcerer said coldly.

His palms move, under his own, the ground began to become a little empty!

Slowly, a great terror seems to rise!

This is a corpse, a faceless human corpse!

The whole body of the corpse was very dark, emitting a strange breath.

The wizard stares at the corpse with a look of fear in his eyes.

This is a treasure, congenital treasure, and also the biggest card of the sorcerers!

The sorcerers have a great reputation in the land of magic bones, and no one dares to provoke them. Even the spirits and demons are afraid of the demons and witches!

It is said that the sorcerers have the means of terror and strangeness. Even if they are the strong ones who dominate the third-order combat effectiveness of the universe, they can easily kill them!

And the magic and wizard clan's biggest dependence, the most powerful card, is this congenital treasure.

It's a curse wizard's treasure!

The head of the sorcerer clan was originally a skeleton of the physical combat type!

Because of this congenital treasure, he mainly focuses on curse and array.

In order to change the direction of self-cultivation for a treasure, we can imagine the power of this innate treasure!

The head of the sorcerer clan moved his hand, and the thunder fell slowly towards the dark corpse under him.

When the body fell on the body, a strange scene appeared!

On the corpse, Wang Xian's face appeared slowly.

The corpse turned into a fairy king.

"Hum!"

as like as two peas in Wang Xian's body after ten minutes, the darkness of his body has completely disappeared.

"That's him, patriarch, that's him!"

The wizard stares at Wang Xian's face and shouts loudly.

"That's good. Next, kill him!"

The head of the sorcerer clan has a sneer on his face. He waves his right hand. The skeleton staff in his hand slowly turns into a sickle.

Death's sickle!

The scythe cut directly at Wang Xian's head from the center!

"Click!"

The sickle doesn't get under the body, the head of the body, slowly enters it.

At the same time, Wang Xian's body trembled in the plasma field.

An unparalleled horror fell upon him.

His head, from the central position, actually slowly split open, a stream of death enveloped it.

Wang Xian sensed this scene, and his hair stood up!

"What is the situation?"

His face changed dramatically, and an energy surged toward his head, treating the sudden head injury.

"This is... A curse!"

"Absolutely a curse!"

He growled in a low voice, his mind moved, and the spirit appeared beside him!

"Dad, you've been attacked by weird energy!"

The spirit appeared and made a sharp sound. She waved the water lotus staff in her hand. A touch of wood healing energy rushed towards the head of Wang Xian, quickly recovering his head injury!

"Stop it

Wang Xian's face also changed wildly, the strength of light and darkness around him was publicized, and the Taiji dragon plate covered his head!

"Click!"

Obviously, there seems to be an invisible energy cutting his head. However, this time, the Taiji dragon plate resisted it, and the spiritual healing also played a role, making the wound recover a little bit!

"Well?"

Located in the sorcerer clan, the head of the sorcerer clan saw that the sickle suffered great resistance, and even was slowly squeezed out, and his face changed slightly.

That and Wang Xian touch the same body above, also gradually gush black energy!

"Die for me!"

The head of the sorcerer clan has a fierce look on his face. Once the black energy emerges, it means that the thunder that belongs to him is consumed.

When the thunder is consumed and the other party's curse is not killed, the corpse will return to its original appearance.

It also means, curse failure!

A surge of energy poured into the sickle, and the sickle fell into it again.

"Ah

In the land of plasma, Wang Xian couldn't help but make a scream.

Under this terrible attack, the head slowly split open.

This pain, very terrible!

Lingling small face red, a stream of energy into Wang Xian's head, to resist the spread of the wound!

"Hum!"

Ghosts appear on one side, a direct stream of energy into Wang Xian's body, help resist!

"No, the power of a little thunder is almost exhausted. If you have more items, you can kill him!"At this time, with the resistance of Wang Xian, the corpse in the sorcerer clan slowly restored to its original appearance.

The head of the sorcerer clan looks a little embarrassed!

There are too few items belonging to the other party's breath. If there is blood on his body, he is sure to wipe out the other party thoroughly!

Ten seconds later, the body returned to its original appearance, dark, strange, dead!

The head of the sorcerer clan looks bad!

The Sorcerer's face is not good!

"The strength of the other side is so strong that it can resist the curse of the patriarch

Said the wizard in a deep voice.

"The other side does have some strength, but now it should have been seriously damaged, and he should have used a lot of life-saving treasures!"

The head of the sorcerer clan said coldly.

Under the attack of sickle, the other side's injury has recovered. This is definitely a powerful treasure to protect life, a powerful herbal medicine!

"Patriarch, are we now?"

Asked the wizard sharply.

"Have a chance to avenge the witch."

The head of the sorcerer clan pondered for a moment. He was a curse wizard, and the treasure in his hand was not a treasure for confrontation.

The other side can kill the witch ghost with one enemy and two, and now he has no way.

Unless it is to be able to obtain some flesh and blood of the other party, then he has 100% assurance to kill the curse!

Now, forget it!

As for whether there will be a chance in the future, he is not sure!

In short, this matter is in the past for the time being!

The wizard was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Hoo!"

At the bottom of the plasma land, Wang Xian felt the terror attack disappear, and took a heavy breath.

"What a strange and terrible attack. If there is no spirit, I may be killed!"

He murmured, his eyes glistening.

"Witches and witches!"

Wang Xian can be sure that those who curse and kill themselves are witches!

Just after he killed the top strongman of the sorcerer clan, the curse has already been obtained. It is absolutely their fault.

"However, the other party failed this time. Originally, I was still considering whether to attack your demons and sorcerers. Now, before destroying the alliance of hundred cities, I will completely destroy you demons and witches!"

Wang Xian yelled in a low voice with a murderous look on his face!

This kind of enemy's attack is too weird to stay!

All wait for the strength of the water contact king and the sky array to reach the third level combat effectiveness of the universe master!

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