Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 1283: Witchcraft

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Strongs of resentful monster faces emerged on the surface of the stone spear, and the dense roars gathered together, as if earth-shaking...

Finally, the old demon silently lifted his blood-stained finger, and drew blood lines one after another on the surface of the stone spear. The spiteful face of the soul was suddenly suppressed, and the terrible roar gradually disappeared. ...

The content behind is no longer important. It is the old demon who gave this stone spear to the demon who had been waiting a long time ago...

"It turned out to be a witchcraft..."

When the screen was closed, Lin Fei looked a little surprised, already looking at the stone spear in his hand...

Different from the **** stone spear in the picture, the stone spear has a rough texture and a layer of golden runes shines on the surface. This layer of golden runes is connected like a fine golden chain.

There is no **** meaning...

However, Lin Fei knew that he was lucky. In the hands of a real witch clan powerhouse, this stone spear will not be bloody, it will explode with earth-shaking power...

No way, the power of witchcraft, I have seen too much in my previous life...

The so-called witchcraft, as the name suggests, is the refining tool of the ancient witch clan.

Different from the monks, the ancient witches did not cultivate the soul, but only the flesh, and even the method of refining weapons was very different.

They rely on a **** and primitive system. Even in the heyday of the ancient witch clan, there were only a handful of witch clan elders who mastered this system...

Lin Fei had no chance to see it in his previous life, and he only knew a bit of related legends from the hearsay. Only then did he barely realize that the **** scene in the picture just now was a method of refining witchcraft.

Furthermore, every piece of witchcraft is meticulously crafted, and the lowest level is comparable to mysterious magic weapons, but because of different cultivation systems, witchcraft can only exert the most powerful power in the hands of the witch clan.

For example, during the Great Disappearance of the previous life, the world-shaking witches of the Witch tribe were incredibly brave when they held their ancestral witchcraft.

At the end of the war, several dharma bodies were seriously injured and returned to their lairs to take care of themselves. The only one who could drag the wounded body and follow Lin Banhu in the dark abyss was the only one who survived. The witch...

But this is very strange...

How could the refining technique of witchcraft, which few of the ancient witches know, be in the hands of an old monster?

There have long been rumors that these monsters have some inexplicable relationship with the Wu Clan...

It seems that this is not groundless. If you have the opportunity, you can pay more attention to it...

Lin Fei probably had some cares in his mind, but he didn't care about it, but the stone spear was a bit wasted in his own hands, so he had to put it there first and wait for it to be said later.

After finishing everything, Lin Fei put aside the things at hand and started to continue his evening class...

After daybreak, in a mountain forest, suddenly a thunderous roar blasted out of thin air.

Following, I saw a giant tiger galloping out of the mountains and forests.

The whole body is gorgeous, under the sun, it looks like a gorgeous silk, three times the size of an ordinary tiger. As the giant tiger rushes, the fur is even more gorgeous.

The tiger seems to be galloping, but in fact it is accompanied by a gust of wind. At first glance, the tiger is walking against the wind, and the action is accompanied by the roaring demon gas, gusts of wind, and the monsters in the mountains and forests all run .

If a monk with a bit of knowledge is here, you can recognize it. This is a tiger demon who has already cultivated a certain degree of heat. He has initially mastered the power of popularity and has huge potential. It is also a genius among the demon kings.

Only now, this giant tiger demon king seems to be a little panicked...

It rushed all the way out of the forest, ignoring the demon beast that was disturbed by its side. It just passed directly and ran all the way from the forest, not knowing how many hundred-year-old trees had been broken.

As it escaped from the forest, a ruined road was left behind...

However, just as it rushed out of the forest, there was a sudden screaming sound behind him...

Immediately afterwards, I saw a snow-white skull with a black hole in the eye sockets, with a strong ghostly air. As soon as he appeared, he rushed towards the giant tiger, and the big mouth opened to the extreme. , I actually swallowed the Demon King in one bite...

"Roar..."

For a while, there was a dull and miserable tiger roar from the skull, and then, the voice quickly fell...

After a long while, the roar of the skull completely disappeared, everything was calm, except for a ruin in the forest, it seemed that nothing had happened...

After a while, the devil walked out of the path that the Giant Tiger Demon King had opened.

As soon as he raised his hand, the huge snow-white skull head shrank quickly and turned into a normal skull size. It looked as snow-white as jade, and the black qi disappeared. There was no way to see the fierce appearance just now...

Following, the skull suddenly opened, spit out a drop of red blood, and fell into the jade bottle that the devil had taken out a long time ago.

The jade bottle has been filled with blood, showing a dark red color, but the aura is extremely mixed, all kinds of ghosts and monsters, like a pot of hodgepodge, mixed together...

When the devil opened, a variety of resentful and unwilling roars rang out from the jade bottle, emitting a shocking wave, as if countless souls were imprisoned in it, vying to get out of the trap.

"Thirty-two..."

The devil re-sealed the jade bottle, silently remembering the number in his heart, and as the jade bottle was refilled again, the roar of countless souls suddenly disappeared.

This is already the thirty-second demon king collected for this trip, but unfortunately it was bad luck, and along the way, I haven't encountered any monsters with very good blood.

The pair entered the Ancestral Demon Temple, but they didn't take advantage of it.

After all, the rule of the Ancestral Demon Temple to judge the superiority of sacrifices has always been based on blood. If it is a demon king with good blood, only one head can be worth ten ordinary demon kings.

Although I have hunted a lot of Demon Kings, it is not advantageous to use them to sacrifice the Ancestral Demon Hall.

Fortunately, there is no way to make up for it...

There is a secret method in Ghost Laoshan, which can refining a whole monster beast into a blood, and at the same time imprison its soul in the blood. By continuously torturing the soul of the monster, the purity of the blood can be stimulated again.

Until the soul is tortured into fragments, the quality of the blood will rise to a new level.

You must know that the monster beasts that can be cultivated into the Demon King have more or less ancient bloodlines. If luck is better, they may be able to awaken some kind of wild alien bloodlines...