"Hehehehe..." The warlock's hoarse laughter came from under the mask, like a poisonous snake spitting a message, making people's hair stand on end, "So what about the Valkyrie, I haven't made a move yet."
As he spoke, he took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on his hands leisurely. The backs of the two gloves were each tattooed with different alchemical formations, which were mysterious and mysterious.
Park Jimin raised his eyebrows, the spear in his hand buzzed, his back slightly arched, and after a while, he charged again.
The warlock stood there, muttering something in a low voice. The red formation on the back of his right hand quickly lit up, and a fireball the size of a football appeared in his hand out of thin air.
The flames on the surface of the fireball kept churning, and the light emitted made the six-pointed star mask red. The warlock waved his right hand, and the fireball flew rapidly toward Park Jimin.
This wasn't over yet. Under the warlock's brief chant, two more fireballs appeared, blocking all her movements in the shape of a "pin".
Park Jimin snorted coldly, exerted force with his right hand, and stabbed the silver spear three times in a row, bringing up three afterimages, each time hitting the core of the fireball.
Bang bang bang!
Three soft sounds came, and all the fireballs turned into streams of light and fell towards the ground.
In the stream of light, the graceful Valkyrie didn't pause at all, and stabbed the warlock straight into the heart with a spear!
The warlock's pupils suddenly shrank, and without thinking, he pressed his left hand to the ground, and his whole body quickly sank into the ground.
With one blow piercing the air, Park Zhimin stopped his posture, frowned slightly, and said in confusion: "Escape from the Earth Technique?"
At this moment, the Warlock's figure reappeared from five meters away, with a cruel smile on his lips, and lightly snapped his fingers.
despair!
A huge red alchemy formation emerged at Park Jimin's feet, terrifying fluctuations spread within it, and a trace of shock flashed in Park Jimin's beautiful eyes.
In the blink of an eye, a red light lit up, and the huge fire swallowed her figure instantly, followed by a series of explosions!
Boom boom boom!
A mushroom cloud slowly rose from the mountainside, attracting the attention of everyone on the top of the mountain.
…
On the top of Jinshan Temple, the fat man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to rush down the mountain. At this moment, an emotionless voice came from beside him.
"I advise you not to move."
Fatty Cui turned pale, and slowly turned his head, only to see a young man wearing a white uniform standing next to him, speaking mechanically.
"Puppet Master!" Cui Fatty's voice was as cold as if it came from the underworld, and he said each word through gritted teeth.
"How did you break through the Three Talents Tracing Formation?"
"Who said I passed the Three Talents Lost Formation?" The corners of the young man's mouth raised stiffly, "I just controlled your subordinates on another mountain and let him sneak indirectly."
Fatty Cui snorted coldly and said calmly: "This makes no sense. Your body is too far away and you can only control this puppet. You are not my opponent at all."
"Oh?" The young man quickly pulled out a pistol and put it against his temple, "Does it not matter even if your subordinates lose their lives for this?"
Looking at the livid-faced Fatty Cui, the young man controlled by the puppet master laughed loudly: "I don't have to fight you at all. As long as I understand your weaknesses, you have to submit. And your Mingjun's biggest weakness is that you are a woman." Benevolence!"
"The despicable villain who hides his head and shows his tail!" Anger welled up in Fatty Cui's heart, his eyes were full of struggle, and his hands were clenched tightly.
At the same time, absolute darkness spread from beneath his feet, and the entire temple roof suddenly felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar, freezing to the bone.
After a while, he slowly released his fist, and the darkness gradually faded away. He looked in the direction of the explosion, his eyes full of worry.
Jimin, you must be safe and sound!
…
The warlock looked at the ruins after the explosion and sneered.
"So what about the Valkyrie? You're still being toyed with by me and applauded!"
Just when he was proud, he noticed that the three-headed hell dog beside him was still staring in front of him, his muscles tense, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The warlock's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned his head to look at the ruins, with a vague premonition in his heart.
The smoke and dust in the sky seemed to be stirred by an invisible big hand, gradually rotating faster and faster and actually forming a tornado.
The huge centrifugal force rustled the surrounding leaves, and tiny stones on the ground flew directly into the wind and were drawn into the whirlpool.
In the tornado, a beautiful figure in a red dress holding a silver gun was standing quietly. When the silver gun was raised, a faint roar of dragons came from the gun. The entire tornado spread violently, and the surrounding thick trees were destroyed by this. The strong wind blew through the middle, and even a big hole appeared in the clouds in the sky as if the sky had been pierced by a blow!
The fierce wind howled, and the ferocious three-headed hell dog leaned down slightly, with its four sharp claws firmly digging into the ground, and kept roaring at the front.
The warlock was blown back a few steps, and he quickly drew a rune with his fingers before he stood firmly.
"What kind of monster is this woman?" He cursed secretly with a livid complexion.
When the strong wind dissipated, large pieces of the red dress were torn off, revealing her snow-white skin. However, Park Jimin didn't care and just looked at the man and the beast coldly.
"Is this the only level of strength among third-level ability users?" She shook her head, with a trace of ridicule on her lips.
"Forget it, let me show you what is truly the strongest!"
The leaf pattern behind her shone brightly, and her aura was rising steadily. The Martial God statue slowly appeared behind her again. The difference from before was that this time the Martial God statue was more solid and more powerful. fear.
"Please be possessed by the martial spirit!" She pointed the spear on the ground with her right hand, made a mysterious hand seal with her left hand, and bowed slightly to the statue of the God of War behind her.
A ray of white light flew from the statue of the God of War to Park Jimin's body, and her whole aura suddenly changed drastically.
Surging power overflowed from her body, and terrifying coercion covered the entire area. Her solemn expression and stern eyes made the warlock tremble with fear. She just stood there quietly, and he couldn't raise his head under the pressure. .
Information about this high-risk leaf pattern quickly emerged in the warlock's mind: "Danger level A-14, "Martial Spirit", can communicate with the dead strong people, if you can get their approval, you can obtain the guardianship of the martial spirit, you can Using his best technique, he can even directly possess the spirit. But the conditions for using this ability are also very stringent."
"First of all, this strong man must have killed countless people during his lifetime, and his blood energy must remain in one place all year round so that he can communicate."
"Secondly, gaining recognition is a very vague concept. It is most likely a narrow escape. If it fails, the host will be completely destroyed."
This woman should be possessed by a martial spirit now, the warlock thought to himself, but what kind of existence can possess such great power?
"Dare I ask for your name?" The warlock reluctantly raised his head and spoke loudly.
The expression of the figure in the red dress did not change at all. She raised the spear and a deep male voice came from her mouth.
"Changshan Zhao Zilong, please fight!"