Demon Sword God

No, no...

Bu Qingming walked past one place after another with a pale face, but he never noticed Mu Lin's shadow. He couldn't help but feel a little panic. Where is this bastard? My brother-in-law has suffered a lot in the past three years!

"Deputy Commander...we won't enter the wrong space, right?" Thinking of Becath's mention that Qingming was often lost, Carlody finally couldn't help asking.

"No, it's definitely here, and it's nearby, just..." Qing Ming's expression became even more depressed.

"What's wrong?" Becas, who had never seen Qing Ming's expression so serious, finally became a little serious.

"It's clear that the breath is nearby, but why can't you see it?" Qing Ming raised his right hand, and the black eye in the palm of his palm kept flashing red.

"Or, I'll try it too." Becath frowned, his tone of disconfidence.

"What are you trying?" Carlody turned aside the unreliable little devil in anger.

"Well, I actually do a little bit of calculation... I just learned it secretly from my relatives, and I was not very proficient in it. As for accuracy, just use it as a reference."

It’s not enough to get a spell often, and now another one is coming! Can this team really reach the North Coast of Fire alive? Well... don’t have hope, it’s a day to live. Carlody’s mouth trembled hard

After a while.

Seeing Qingming did not object, Becath squatted on the ground, his fingers overflowed with magic, and quickly drew a nine-pointed star on the ground, then bit his fingers and dripped a drop of blood in the center where the lines of the nine-pointed star intersected, and his right hand

Concentrate magic and press hard on the blood.

"Jinling, wooden halberd, water pattern, fire and copper, earthen pottery, windmill, thunder, sun hidden, rainy day dark! Nine reincarnations·seeking·soul pursuit."

As the last word of the spell was spit out, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the small nine-pointed star magic array, and then the light exploded. In just a moment, the burst light dissipated and everything returned to its original state.

"Damn, is there something wrong with my spell?" Becas jumped up in anger.

"What's wrong?" Everything happened so quickly that Carlody hadn't reacted yet.

"My spell also shows that the stingy ghost is right next to us!" Becath grabbed his hair, and couldn't figure out why the easy-to-find object spell that he used to use was a problem this time.

Hearing this unsurprising answer, Carlody's eyebrows began to shake.

"I believe you, even the pigs can fly."

"Damn, I have always been very reliable, okay?" Becas argued.

"Okay, tell me to believe you, then get a pig and let it fly." Carlody's eyebrows twitched even more violently.

"Damn! Death sign, are you deliberately looking for trouble?..." Becath wanted to strangle the person in front of him for a moment.

"You little guy, you're still a little tender. Let's talk about it first." Seeing Becas' angry expression of anger, Carlody was inexplicably in a good mood. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on Becas' head and rubbed it hard.

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"Damn the sign, let go of your hand." Becath resisted desperately, but Carlody suddenly stretched out a hand to wrap Becath's neck. Regardless of Becath's opposition, he smiled and tried hard.

Rubbing Becath's hair.

"The little ghost head is the little ghost head."

"Damn it..." Becath tried his best to break free.

"You two." The indifferent voice suddenly interrupted the two of them's nonsense. Carlody and Becas turned around, but Qing Ming looked at the direction behind them with a playful expression.