Lord No. 11 shouted loudly, with sadness and anger in his voice. These crows that drank his blood were all his blood servants, and they had a certain connection with him in life, so he could control these crows.
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This is a very different secret technique of the Silver Kingdom, which has been passed down for thousands of years. In today's era, it can still dominate the world, but there are definitely not many people who can master it.
Cai Keman was the best among these few people. The crow in the sky was shot down, and Cai Keman's body also trembled violently.
puff……
Vomiting out a large mouthful of blood, Cai Keman held on to a big tree next to him, and followed him as he looked at Lin Kun who was walking over in shock, "No, this is impossible, how can you break through me?"
Formation!"
Before he finished speaking, Cai Keman began to recite his incantation again, and countless black lines spread out from the soles of his feet in an instant.
"Blood sacrifice..."
Cai Keman stabbed the knife in his hand, and blood began to drip from his palm onto the ground. The blood blended into the black lines in the darkness. Immediately, these black lines seemed to be boiling, and even began to beat from the ground.
It surged toward Lin Kun.
It is absolutely unscientific to produce black lines on flat ground. Lin Kun grew up in the countryside when he was a child. He has always been in awe of the theory of ghosts and gods, and also believes that there are forces in this world that are beyond the understanding of nature and science.
But regarding the evil spell performed by Lord No. 11 Cai Keman in front of him, he closed his eyes, slowed down his breathing, and sensed it with his five senses. He seemed to be able to sense the flowers and plants on the ground.
, this is a very ethereal feeling, and he can even sense the gravel and gravel on the ground, but he cannot sense the black lines. Instead, he can see a group of ants on the ground, running in groups in all directions.
Come after him.
Ant?
Before Lin Kun could open his eyes, those turbulent black lines, like waves, had already arrived in front of him layer by layer, but suddenly stopped half a meter away, no matter how Lord No. 11 chanted the spell
, just not daring to step forward even a little bit.
The black devil shone with light, and Lin Kun walked towards Lord No. 11. The surrounding black lines immediately spread out like waves at ebbing tide.
The expression on Lord No. 11's face was even more horrified. He took two steps back, and then began to chant a spell again. This time the chanting was loud and fast, and then his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.
A cold ray of light flashed towards Lin Kun and assassinated him.
Ding-ding-ding-dang-dang...
Lin Kun fought with Lord No. 11. Lord No. 11 held a short sword in his hand. Not only was he proficient in the art of summoning spells, but his own martial arts skills were also outstanding.
But compared to his summoning and control skills, his martial arts skills were much inferior. After a few rounds, his failure was clearly revealed.
Bang!
Lin Kunge blocked the knife in Lord No. 11's hand and hit him in the chest with his backhand. Lord No. 11 groaned and flew backwards in the air. At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he barely stood still.
Zhan Dian and Zhan Jiu, who were hiding not far away, were stunned. They originally thought that Lin Kun was dead and would eventually be eaten up by the crows, but they never expected that the situation would take a turn for the worse.
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"What are you still doing? Come on together!"
The aggressive and arrogant Lord No. 11 began to give orders to the seriously injured Zhan Dian and Zhan Jiu while spitting blood.
Within the Po Ye organization, the Lord's order was more important than anything else. The two people immediately used all their strength and rushed towards Lin Kun.
Swish, swish...
The black and white ghost turned into two cold lights. Lin Kun only took a step forward, and then Zhan Jiu and Zhan Dian stood stiffly on the spot.
thump……
The next second, the two people fell to the ground with their eyes wide open. A red line appeared on their necks, and the red line turned into surging blood.
Lord No. 11 has disappeared, along with the box containing the magic medicine that Lin Kun just dropped on the ground.
There were also more than a dozen thugs from the Night Breaking Organization hidden in the secret. These thugs were waiting for the opportunity to attack suddenly and kill Lin Kun at the critical moment.
Pistols, crossbows, submachine guns...
But before these things could be put to use, their two leaders had turned into corpses, and even the Lord they believed in had fled.
His finger was on the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun was already aimed at the standing man. Should he pull the trigger or not?
etc……
Where are people?
A dozen people polished their eyes sharply, but their target suddenly disappeared.
"Are you looking for me?"
A faint voice sounded behind them, and everyone felt a chill on their necks.
"Hurry up, hurry up..."
Lord No. 11 was running very fast under his feet. He felt that the God of Death was calling him. He turned around frequently and could not see Lin Kun chasing after him. However, he still did not dare to relax at all until he escaped deep into the forest.
, he stopped when he couldn't run anymore.
"vomit……"
He ran too fast and too hastily, and Lin Kun's blow hurt his internal organs. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, and leaned against a big tree, his body slowly sliding down.
A black shadow shrouded the sky, and the shadow grew larger and larger. A fat crow fluttered its wings and finally landed in front of it.
With the box in the crow's mouth, Lord No. 11's face, which was on the verge of despair, suddenly glowed with brilliance. With this magical medicine, he could be saved no matter how seriously injured he was.
Holding the box in his arms, he kept groping with his hands on it, took out an iron rod from his arms, and inserted it into the small hole on the box.
Click, click, click...
A series of noises sounded, as if the small box was about to be opened.
Click... (one zero)
But in the end the box fit perfectly. (Zero One)
The excitement on Lord No. 11's face dimmed instantly, and he frowned.
"Lord, I think I should kindly remind you that this treasure does not belong to you, but to our Lord No. 1."
A beautiful, gentle and melodious voice came from this forest.
The expression on Lord No. 11's face was stern. He raised his head and looked around, "The situation of the war?"
A graceful figure appeared in a beam of light under the shade of a tree. The woman was dressed in red, her steps were light and graceful, and the smile on her face seemed to have a temperature that could soothe the world's sadness.
Charming, seductive, and confounding all living beings...
Lord No. 11's pupils shrank, then he straightened his back and stood up, "What are you doing here? Are you here to monitor me?"
The woman's figure is gentle, and her footsteps fall on the ground, equally silently... (To be continued)